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Scarring was putting it lightly. Chief getting thrown into the wall by an explosion, Twitch curling around a Jedi child an instant before a thermal detonator fried them both, Boomer reaching for his demolitions as Kal plummeted out the window...
The commando half-turns, and gives Razre an odd look as the Jedi explains himself. And then? He laughs. A short, harsh bark of laughter that he quickly mutates into a coughing fit. He waves his hand slightly and shakes his head, "Sir, you -really- do need to lay down." Trauma from the burn wound? Near-aphyxiation when the turret blew? Whatever it was, his take on Kal's mental aberration was hilarious. "Clones arent -exactly- clones, sir. I know it's hard to tell looking at us side by side, but we -are- different. You could make all the clones you wanted, you would never get another Talon Squad." |
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Razre looked at kal sideways with a "you complete imbecile, have you no idea what you're snubbng?" look and said flatly," aight smart ass, what im askin' is if i could, should i?" Razre was unimpressed. though clones WERE not all the same, (as he very well knew), the kaminoan race kept ungodly accurate records and could very easily re-create talon squad.
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Kal straightens and his normal expression -that being none at all- solidifies back into place. Ah, yes. The 'Im superior' look. He knew that one well.was used to getting that one.
"Sir, the Talons are dead." He sighs and shakes his head, "But I want nothing more in this Galaxy then to be with my brothers. One way or another. Pods die together...the lucky ones, that is." the Commando was honest in that statement; and being so open troubled him. So he promptly frowns and turns away again to begin prying a bent-in peice of equipment out of its socket. Records, yes. They could make clones that were, of course, identiacal to the fallen Talons. But their personalities. Thats where it would stop. Clones developed their own personalities. Otherwise; they'd all act like Jango. That's where Kal's understanding ended. 'Force ghosts' and other nonsense was just more Jedi babble to him, a fancier name for the skizophrenia he beleived he suffered from. "We'll be in Kamino space, soon, sir. I hope you have safe coordinates, because otherwise this trip is going to be very short-lived." Last edited by DustAndEchoes : 05-17-2008 at 04:58 AM. |
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Null-1 knew something was happening. A storm was brewing. SOunds of battle were getting louder as more and more troops ran out of the cloning facilities. Explosions were rocking the building. Lying there in wait, Luxius grinned in anticipation. He knew that this was probably hopeless. That they were surrounded with no way off. He knew this was his last stand. But he was sure as hell gonna take as many of those rip-offs with him as possible, and maybe even kill off the "great" Null-0......
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Speaking of null-0...Boba at that exact second came around the corner, whipped out his scattergun and blasted a few newbie clones. the teenagers and children that hadnt fully undergone the growth speed enhancements. he cut them down mercilessly, yet they looked exactly like he did when he was young. he laughed like a madman behind his helmet and was quite enjoying killing the hapless copies. they were all the same. ALL OF THEM! he didnt even see Null-1 in his hiding spot.
.................................................. ................................................. Razre: Razre decided he would surprise kal instead, realizing his inherent hardheadedness would only slow down his plan. he yawned and said,"Evittah nei thego..." an old huttese saying meaning loosely: What will happen will happen. he spoke plain basic this time though," Ah, ill get some sleep i guess. then you can rest after we land." he turned and went into an empty chamber, shutting the door and climbing into the bunk set in the wall. (next post, put kals immdiate response, then a time lapse, and then put us beginning the landing sequence on kamino. Null-1 needs some backup.)
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At that moment, Luxius vaulted out of the corner, snapping off three shots from his shattergun in one fluid motion. He ended his jump with a graceful roll into cover behind a fallen cloning tank. Reloading his gun, he prepares himself for the counterattack. Now, finally, he could pit his skill against a worthy opponent......
ooc: Hah! Backup! Null-1's tougher than he looks :ooc XD |
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Boba didnt flinch, whipping up a shield generator at the last second and deflecting the shots. he turned it off and copped:" Well, well, well. looks like we got a fiesty one here." And with that, jumpjetted into the air and let loose with the dual WES II heavy blaster pistols his father had used and let the clone have it.
(mmmyyyeeeesssssss.....but boba is tougher.)RAWR. 0.o (and we could end this with a building falling between us and then you escape. there could be another platform that hasnt yet been discovered by the empire... and thats the one that gets blowded to bits again in however long it was for the empire took to find it. remember, we agreed that this rebellion was one that was going down fast.the other one is where me n Kal land)
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---- The Commando simply nods and points at one of the surviving spider-like mini-droids. "You. Come with me." And, finaly able to have a long string of peace and quiet, he heads for the weapons control station to run diagnostics. Razre would, perhaps, be eventualy awakened by a rough transition from Hyperspace into the gravity well of Kamino. The atmosphere is already screaming against the hull; Kal had litteraly let the planet yank them out so as to come in beneath the Imperial blockade. Things down there were not looking good... ---- Jesska Boba's attention on his 'feisty one' may cost him. From below, in the darkness, a spray of energy rounds errupts; the flash illuminating the crocodilian grin of the trandoshan Sargent. "Lucius!" The reptile snaps from her cover in the debris, "They have ordered a withdrawl!" She indicates the tunnels they had emerged from with a single long claw. |
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The shots from the twin pistols tore up the floor where Lucius had just been. Rolling again, he had narrowly avoided those deadly blasts. Ending in a crouch, he heard Jesska's orders. With a growl, Lucius shot off the remaining five shots of his clip, before breaking into a run towards the tunnels. Before he left, he sent an encoded burst-transmission to Boba's headset,"There will be a reckoning between us yet, Null-0." With that, he primed a pack of thermal dets which he had acquired from the armory, throwing them onto the floor between him and Boba. He knew that the facility was lost in anycase, and he might as well make the loss flashy.
ooc: Yeah, but Lucius is not far behind Boba in terms of skill, after all, Boba was the first and Null-1 was the second. In a way, Nulls are exactly the same as Boba, cos they are all the first few, with all of Jango's traits:ooc |
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