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Post by sithofmacabre on Mar 9, 2007 2:11:25 GMT -5
Zene sits up a bit with interest at the thought of a more powerful weapon, peering down at Denios with her own sly smirk, though she looks up at Brent. "What's wrong with killing people? Blowing things up is pretty much a similar result." She tilts her head with a hungry purse of her lips. "I haven't eaten a whole person for a while..."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 9, 2007 2:16:52 GMT -5
Denios chuckles. "If we kill a few people, we're still blowing something up to stop it from killing more. The opposite example was to facilitate more death. However, we're not blowing it up. We're stealing it." He thinks for a moment. "Did I forget to mention that?"
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Post by Mace Parshath on Mar 9, 2007 2:24:07 GMT -5
Brent looks to Denios and Zene and makes a sort of shallow sigh that reverberates throughout the room. "I'd just prefer to keep the casualties to a minimum, if we could. I have no power over your dietary needs, and I see your need for it, so I have kept my idea of drinking blood to myself. But to end life for no other reason than the idea that's fun just isn't right to me."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 9, 2007 18:58:10 GMT -5
Denios looks offended. "I'm not vampire scum! I don't need to drink blood to survive! This is not about hedonism. This is about justice and honor. Valor in the face of tyranny. Those troops are dishonored the moment they serve a dark emperor. We will show them mercy if we can spare it."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Mar 9, 2007 19:48:56 GMT -5
Brent looks to Denios. "I meant Zene, Denios. I apologise for not specifying that. Though I figured you understood I was referring to her since she's the only one I've noticed so far comment on how she hasn't eaten a whole person in awhile."
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Post by sithofmacabre on Mar 10, 2007 2:21:21 GMT -5
"I'm no vampire either--I just like their style." She grins innocently, a brilliant orange in her irises. "It's better than shoving straws into someone's neck...But blood is my water--or beer--whatever you people live off of." Her head cocks to the side. "Hm...If we're going to spare people, could I eat the ones we don't give mercy?"
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Post by Mace Parshath on Mar 10, 2007 13:38:43 GMT -5
Brent looks at Zene and with his symbol-essence form in play right now, re-arranges his symbols to form a : ) smilie and says, "Yes, sure. Compromise. You can have anyone we intend to kill." Brent pauses for a moment. "You know, Denios, you're right. Let's kill 'em all. Buuut....you guys can do that, I'll just kill the ones in my way, but you can all have a hayday."
Jerry smiles slyly at that and slips in a clip full of Spirit Fuckers, rounds meant to tear apart someone's spiritual essence, and not -just- big, nasty holes in them.
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Post by sithofmacabre on Mar 13, 2007 22:21:53 GMT -5
"Ahh, Kiteo, my stomach is destined to be filled!" She stretches out her arms with a light whoop, swallowing the remainder of beef jerky in her mouth.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 2, 2007 23:15:51 GMT -5
Denios shrugs. "I do eat raw meat. Blood is tasty, as it is to you humans who eat steak. It's the way it's gotten I have a problem with. And Jerry: If we hijack the ship", he smiles incredibly broadly at this point, "they're all in our way."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 2, 2007 23:21:20 GMT -5
Brent looks at his body, considering the comment 'you humans' and just brushes it off. "Alright, I think we're ready to go."
Jerry just smiles back at Denios and chambers a round, slipping the gun into his shoulder holster and slipping his hands into his pockets. "I agree."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 3, 2007 0:16:49 GMT -5
Zene?
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Post by sithofmacabre on Apr 3, 2007 0:25:38 GMT -5
Zenexoria finishes off the jerky she was snacking on before naturally resting her fingers across the hilts of her lightsabers. "C'mon! Dinner awaits!" She cheers with a wide grin.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 3, 2007 20:26:22 GMT -5
Denios considers. "We could ambush from above orbitally, from the ground below, or go straight at them in the air..."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 3, 2007 21:07:23 GMT -5
"Are you saying the ship is on a planet somewhere or is it floating about somewhere?" Brent asks, wondering now about the details.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 3, 2007 21:55:09 GMT -5
"It's on a planet in the air."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 3, 2007 22:59:56 GMT -5
"I say we spread out. I'll take from the ground, Brent can attack from the sky, and Denios, I think you'd be good for an orbital strike, though I'm not exactly a scholar in the field of Denios. Zene," Jerry turns to look at her and gives a quirked corner smile. "I think you and me coming up from the ground would be best."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 4, 2007 3:05:23 GMT -5
Denios shakes his head. "Incurring its defenses at three levels will just prevent us from getting in."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 4, 2007 20:39:42 GMT -5
"Ground then, I say," Jerry adds, suddenly less visibly thrilled to go after having his idea shot down. Brent senses that and looks to Denios, wondering upon their course of action, though not nearly as good at strategy.
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Post by sithofmacabre on Apr 4, 2007 23:38:21 GMT -5
Zene blinks lightly at Jerry's smirk before looking up at Denios. "So we all strike in one spot, yes? Teamwork, I guess you call it?" She grins, closing her eyes. "It's whatever you want, Den. We do this for you!" She makes a small heart with her fingers, as if she were a child, her grin widening.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 12, 2007 3:47:01 GMT -5
Denios smiles with the glee of someone stumbling into awesomeness. "The ground strategy will require us to infiltrate from the ground, find a place to attack from the bottom, then get through the various access points on the underside of the ship. I love it."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 12, 2007 10:32:08 GMT -5
"It uses our styles best, I think," Jerry says, referring to Zene and himself, with their swordsmanship and strength. "I find it easier to fight when there's, you know, gravity." Brent looks over at Denios and nods.
Brent will access his communicator and start looking up information on the people in control of the ship, the ship itself, and of any tactical information of use. Information is power to him.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 14, 2007 23:24:40 GMT -5
There's very little: It's mostly classified, and a brief search won't get classified data. There have been extensive pictures of the Terrornaught, though. Brent reviews them.
The bottom has a number of ports and protrusions. Brent identifies the function of at least four: Bomb bays, bomber and skyspeeder bays, energy projectors (to form a multi-function energy field), and cannons.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 15, 2007 13:34:24 GMT -5
"Looking at these pictures I found, we could probably get in through the bomber and skyspeeder bays. But there are bomb bays, energy projectors for shields, and cannons. We could probably divide up which defense to attack. Who here's good at breaking through barriers? Someone could create elemental, physical, or reality-bent blockages for the bomb bays so that the bombs are directed somewhere off to the side of where we're attacking from. I think we'll need to get a telemechanic for the cannons to redirect them at their own speeders and bombers. Does anyone have one in mind?" Brent smiles, finally feeling that he's being of some use.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 16, 2007 20:28:49 GMT -5
Denios adds, "I can handle shields, but maybe we don't have to. The thing is propelled by that energy field: We might be able to surf the energy upwards into the bays."
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 16, 2007 23:51:07 GMT -5
Jerry nods. "How would we surf that? We'd probably also need some camouflauge or some good invisibility spells, to avoid any systems that use measurement devices for tracking. Heat sinker barriers for heat seeking weaponry, anything that repels magical sight..." Jerry just continues to list off various types of detection technology and spells.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 17, 2007 2:58:39 GMT -5
"Maybe, but I feel fairly confident they'll detect us in all likelihood anyways." The mad grin returns. "Besides, while discretion is the better part of valor..." Denios lets an open hand gesture and the familiarity of the other three here fill in the rest. He wants a straight up fight.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 17, 2007 16:37:21 GMT -5
Jerry shrugs, his smile coming back into full force. "How do we 'surf' this energy barrier?" Jerry feels this may be the only real problem, other than that, the fighting inside should be fairly typical. "Brent, get all the information you can on this species' fighting styles, if they use magic, have developed psionics, and so on. I want to know about them, not the ship." Brent nods and starts a search following the tactical information of the species' military force, what tactics they're known for, and what kind of weaponry and abilities they've used.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 17, 2007 20:41:41 GMT -5
A cloud of sparkling particles erupts from under Denios. Filling the air magnificently, they form into a flanged somewhat triangular field below his feet. "That's how."
...They're human.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Apr 17, 2007 21:54:08 GMT -5
Jerry and Brent (in his human form) climb on-board. "Sweet. Now we can go!" Brent says.
(Ah, well, what other data? Is their military known for using more technology than magic or psionics or something?)
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Apr 17, 2007 22:36:08 GMT -5
Denios waits for Zene.
OOG: Their military is known for having a sort of updated-Dark Knight feel: Monsters, troops in power armor with heavy melee skill and powerful arrow and siege-weapon-like projectile weapons. However, they also have a powerful technological wing, mostly in massive armor suits.
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