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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2010 15:09:15 GMT -5
"Certainly, Senior Chief..."
Ambellina gave him a smile and a wink, not entering her room, but leaning against the frame of the door.
"...you're quite a risk after what happened on the Romulus, I would imagine. When will the next daring escape be staged?"
An impish look crossed the Lady's face and then she simply watched Senior.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 20, 2010 15:16:53 GMT -5
"The next time one is needed ma'am." Danny answered. he put his helmet back on and adjusted the rucksack slung over his shoulder so it was more comfortable.
He pointed to the throat mic around her neck. "If you need anything ma'am, just call. We'll be there."
Danny took a step back and looked both ways down the corridor. He couldn't remeber if there was a public bathroom on this deck or not, since all the VIP rooms had their own bathrooms. He needed to find a nice quiet place where he could get out of his armor and into his civilian clothes.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2010 17:59:29 GMT -5
Ambellina didn't moved. She played with a lock of her hair absentmindedly and watched as Senior looked around.
"Lost, Senior Chief?"
Her mischievous demeanor remained.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 21, 2010 18:39:05 GMT -5
"I've never actually been up here before." He said in response. "I don't even remember the schematics for this part of the station which is odd because me and my brothers have close to perfect memory."
He shook his head. "I guess I can just head back down to our room to get changed. I thought there would be a public refresher room up here."
He shrugged. "Stay out of trouble." He said and turned to walk away. He headed back towards the turbolifts.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2010 22:17:51 GMT -5
"No promises..."
Ambellina smirked and watched until Danny was out of sight before retreating into her room. She changed from her armor and into a green dress suitable for exploring the ship. After combing her hair and brushing her teeth, Ambellina exited her room and began exploring, eventually finding the canteen area of the ship where a few soldiers were gathered. The Lady retreived a tray of food and sat down with it, immediately attracting attention.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 22, 2010 11:52:18 GMT -5
Danny walked into the room designated for Gray Team and put his rucksack down. Tank and Hefty were already there. Tank was working on his datapad and Hefty was lifting weights. Danny nodded to them and took his helmet off. "Where's Runt?"
Tank looked up long enough to answer. "Where do you think?"
"Shooting range?" Danny said.
Tank went back to his datapad. "Yep."
Danny shook his head and started to take off his armor. Hefty got up to help and in a few minutes, Danny was naked, getting his civilian clothes out of his rucksack. "you guys eat yet?" He asked as he put some pants on.
"Negative." Tank said. Hefty simply shook his head.
Danny put a black shirt on to go with his black pants and ran a hand through his hair. "What do you say we go grab runt and get some?"
Hefty's shoulders slumped. "Do we need to get Runt?"
Danny smiled punched Hefty in the shoulder lightly. "Yes, we all eat together."
"Galley or E-Club?" Tank asked.
"Thats up to you guys. I'm happy with just my rations." Danny said.
Tank stood up and strapped his datapad to his arm. Hefty put his weights away and cracked his neck. "Alright." Hefty said. "Lets go get the squirt."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2010 12:05:05 GMT -5
Choosing to remain slightly intimidating, Ambellina cast her eyes directly at any man who looked like he may have been brave enough to approach her, sapping the confidence out of all of them. She had learned long ago how to control a room with only a few glances. The men stayed away, but watched her with a marked interest, a few even staring outright.
*Learning about this ship will be almost too easy.*
Finally, Ambellina softened her defense and looked inquisitively at a man who looked to be about the same age as her. She smiled and looked down at her food, knowing that the action was more than enough to draw him over. She wasn't wrong.
"Ahem...er...uh...excuse me, ma'am, but I noticed that you're eating all alone. Would you like some company?"
Ambellina looked up at him and nodded.
"Yes, I think I'd like that."
The man sat down and the interrogation began.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 22, 2010 16:22:51 GMT -5
Galley was pretty slow. It was towards the end of the lunch period so most people had already been through, eaten and left.
Runt was first in line and got a large helping of... stuff. followed by Danny, Hefty and Tank. The four of them in civilian clothes sat down at a table and began to eat silently. The food was horrible, as most galley food was but it was free. The only other place to eat was the Enlisted Club which was more bar/resaraunt style, was open all the time, but required you pay for food.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2010 10:48:58 GMT -5
Though she conversed with the young man and his friends for quite a while, Ambellina soon gathered that there were few secrets to be gained from this group. They did not know any, and if they did, said secrets would be difficult to uncover without the aid of alcohol or the promise of other favors. Ambellina soon became bored. Once she was finished eating she politely excused herself, not dropping her flirty demeanor until she had escaped the table.
Slightly disappointed, the Lady returned to her room and simply laid in her bed. It wasn't quite as comfortable as what she was used to, but she was tired.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 26, 2010 12:11:33 GMT -5
After a good night of sleep and some time to themselves, the members of Gray Team stood in General Hawks office at the position of attention.
The General finished a call on his comlink before looking up to the men before him. "At ease gentlemen. Have a seat."
The four of them relaxed their stance and sat down in the chairs provided. The General hit a switch on his desk which locked his office door and then dimmed the lights slightly. A hologram projected over his desk of a planet. "Sorry to do this to you boys but we need to send you out again."
Danny shook his head. "Not a problem General. What’s the op?"
The General pulled out his datapad and brought up some information. "We're sending you to Kashyyyk. We were going to send you to Shili to conduct some behind the scenes black ops but the situation on Kashyyyk has developed to the point where we want your team on the ground now."
Danny nodded. "Forests, swamps, lots of plant life." He said as he took notes on his datapad. The information would be used later to decided what kit they would bring.
"We have Ranger assets in orbit engaged with Imperial forces." The General continued. "Latest reports say we should have boots on the ground as soon as Cain gets off his butt and posts in the thread."
"Admin taking forever to post." Danny said as he wrote it down in his notes. "What can we expect for ground forces?"
"It's projected at Regiment strength, centered in a handful of villages. Not nearly enough to control the planet but plenty to be an issue for our limited resources." The General said. "Luckily, we think wookiees on the ground will aid us and the Halcyon has reported that a ship bearing known Mandalorian markings has entered the fray as well."
Danny was typing on his datapad furiously. Mandalorian and wookiee warriors to offer potential aid. The Halcyon in orbit, Imperial assets in the area outnumbered and plenty of troops on the ground for everyone. "Whats our mission exactly?"
"Our ground forces are going to try and make contact with the other possible friendlies in the area and coordinate a united front against the imperials. I want you to insert in your stolen ship, get as far into imperial territory as possible and feed intelligence to our men on the line, as well as commandeer or sabotage as many enemy vehicles as you can." The General said. It was a simple plan, one that Gray Team was suited for.
Danny did some quick estimations in his head. “I’ll have the team ready in 3 hours if you’d be kind enough to give us free access to supply storage.”
The General nodded. The hologram winked out of existence and the lights came back on to full brightness. “You’ll have it.”
“Also sir.” Danny said. “In regards to the Shili operation. It might not be a total loss sir. You can still send someone, depending on the operation you had in mind.”
“Oh?” The General said in genuine surprise. He wasn’t aware that anyone else in the Rangers had any qualifications even close to the Grays.
“Yes sir. Ambellina.” Danny said. “If you can get her on the payroll, I’m sure you’ll find her skills very useful.”
“Saved our lives by shooting up a Sith when she could have saved her own neck by staying the hell out of it.” Tank said.
“Proves she’s got brass ones… sir.” Runt said a little uncomfortably as he realized both what he said and who he said it too. “And I can attest to her shooting. Not too shabby.”
“She keeps her cool under pressure.” Danny added. He blushed slightly. “And she boasts impressive… acting skills.”
The General smiled. He had never heard Gray Team pay any one person such compliments before. If she was what they said she was, she might be worth putting her on the payroll. Having an asset on the ground at Shili would give the Rangers a lot of help. Plus another person to add to the Foxhound Unit aside from Gray Team would look good on reports for the unit as a whole. “I’ll consider it gentlemen, but for now your dismissed. Get your mission on track and ready to go.”
Danny and the rest of the team stood up and saluted. “Aye aye General.” Danny said. The whole team did an about face and walked out of the office in single file.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2010 14:40:00 GMT -5
Ambellina had awoken along with the crew, much earlier than people generally woke up. Having been a servant for most of her life, she had become accustomed to rising with the sun, whatever that meant on any particular planet. She had roled out of bed, showered, dressed in a somewhat casual purple dress and begun exploring. It seemed that, as promised, her movement throughout the ship would not be contested very much. In the places where it was she simply found ways around. In time she became weary of it and settled in the common room for polite conversation with some of the enlisted women.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 26, 2010 16:24:15 GMT -5
"Crate 101 is on the way." Runt said into his throat mic as he watched tank dissapear down the corridor with a crate full of supplies on a hover cart.
Hefty's voice came back in their ear. "Understood, i'm waiting for it."
Danny walked out of the supply room with another empty crate and placed it on another hover cart. "What goes in 102 Runt?"
Runt glanced down at his datapad and checked off the contents of Crate 101. "Hey, looks like this will be my favorite crate. My rifles, energy cells for my rifles and more energy cells for my rifles."
"How many do you need?" Danny asked.
"As many as we can fit. You never know senior, we might be stuck in the woods for a long time." Runt answered.
Danny shrugged and grabbed Runt's rifle of choice from the supply rack and placed it gingerly in the crate, then proceeded to pack in energy cells for it around the weapon.
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Elseware, General Hawk strolled through the hallways of the Murmansk Shipyards. He had given the order for the Kashyyyk mission and he had every confidence that Gray Team was busy right now, preparing for whatever they would face.
The General had something else to do for now. He needed to find someone to send to Shili. He still had access to plenty of resources here in the ilum system but no one he could trust to get the job done. He could select and direct someone to go through the proper ammount of training required for such a task but that would take time, A lot of time. The General decided to take up the Gray's on their suggestion.
He had spent most of his time on the previous day going over their reports and looking up every scrap of information he could on this Lady Assassin. News and police reports were few and far between but they all painted the picture of a capable woman.
He walked into the Common room. The Enlisted folk jumped to attention but the General waved a hand. "At ease ladies and gentlemen. I'm not doing any inspections. However, could you please clear the room. I have a private discussion to get to with our lovely new guest."
All the enlisted and even the civilian workers relaxed when the General put them at ease and they quickled vacated the room to give him some privacy.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2010 17:37:28 GMT -5
Even though she had been expecting something like this, Ambellina was somewhat surprised by how the General was carrying it out. She had expected some form of summons to his office, or to his private quarters even. However, it tickled her pink that the common area was being cleared, and that she was the center of attention. She didn't let that show on her face, though. Rising, Ambellina curtsied and then sat back down, crossing one ankle behind the other and patting the seat beside her.
"General Hawk, I presume. It certainly is a pleasure to meet you. What, may I ask, is the occasion?"
He looked to be middle-aged and unarmed. That was good. She figured that, knowing what they knew, the Rangers would not send an unarmed man to do her any harm or to take her into custody. That was a good sign. Then again, it was entirely possible that he was a trained combatant, or even worse a force user. Ambellina sighed inwardly. If he had some form of training it would be remarkable if it could match hers, and she was generally as quick, if not quicker than those who were force-sensitive. She would just have to see where this went.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 26, 2010 18:26:59 GMT -5
"You may indeed." The General ansered to her question. He prefered to stand but he didn't wish to be rude so he sat down on the seat next to her. "After reading my team's reports it's come to my attention that you left Coruscant in something of a hurry. The impression I got, especially from Tank, was that you spent most of the time on the move and extracting you so quickly might have uprooted you from your.... how do i put this.... prefered enviornment."
The General sat at the possition of attention, his back straight, his shoulders back, his head upright and his posture square but he tilted his head to get a better look at the woman he was talking to. "To put things simply, i think your out of a job. Now A capable woman like you would have no problem finding another bit of work in your particular... field, but i'd like to try and cut your search short and offer you a job with us. We could certainly use your skills, and i'd rather have you on our side."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2010 22:12:03 GMT -5
Ambellina was pleasantly surprised, and allowed this to show on her face.
"Oh, General...I'm flattered. Your proposal interests me greatly."
She turned her body more towards him and peered deeply into his eyes.
"Of course, I shall work alone...off of the books, and under the table. This way, if I am compromised, you will not be held responsible. I will have contact with nobody but a designated handler in my 'official' capacity. This is to protect me from being discovered, even by members of your group. The fewer people who know of me and what I do the better. Will this be tolerable?"
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