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Afton and Josson had been sitting at the Two Moons cantina for several hours discussing what they would do next. THe had been on the planet now for one week and there still had been no clue to lead them in the right direction. They were discussing whether to contact Barkoa and inform him of their miss fortune when a group of men walked up to their booth. One of them, seemingly the leader, spoke to them. He was heavily guarded like he was some type of royalty and when he spoke he spoke with purpose. "I hear you've been looking for me - well now I've found you." He said. Afton looked threw the men standing around and looked straight at the leader. Something about him looked familiar. I heard you have been looking for me, the words struck Afton and she jumped up. "Rantar," she exclaimed. The men around Rantar suddenly tensed up she stopped dead. "Rantar, its me Afton. You know one of Barkoa's men. Why this type of treatment? Its not like we are bounty hunters or nothin, and yet here you are treating us like we are." She chuckled, "how are you anyway? Gee we have a lot to catch up on." She looked at him and smiled.

OOC: Thanks for that little bit of help, I needed it. BIC: Afton and Josson had been walking around Vathinor of several days now and they were starting to get a little frustrated. They had gone back to the place where Afton had first meet Rantar but he was not there. They had followed sightings that had lead to dead ends and they were down roght sick of searching. At the ship they sat thinking what to do next. "What shall we do for our next plan of attack?" Josson asked taking a sip of his drink. "I don't know," came Afton's edgy reply. She was sitting on the computor looking up some facts that were given to them that day. They seemed lodgical. The latest news was that a side of an important building had been blown up. The cause, a bomb, held by a man that was high up in some 'organisation' that was planning somehting. Someone had also been seen a man jumping out of the window only seconds before the bomb had gone off. This was what caught Afton's attention, his discription matched that of Rantars and she gathered that he had gone looking for information. She turned to Josson. "Take a look at this," she said turning the monitor so that Josson could get a better look. "What do you make of it?" Josson sighed, he was as exhausted. "Well all we can do is follow it up."

Yep We have exams soon too so we wont be here for a while. Oh and Kry, how did you want us to meet up, our characters that is? Shall we find you in a gutter of something?

Yes I was hoping to start it with you. My characters could offer a valuable asset. How can we find you though? Maybe we see you at the pub or something!

OOC: Ulicorn could you be a bit more spacific, I am not following what your doing.

Afton had had enough of waiting so she called Josson and told him that they were leaving. "Finally," he said as he entered the control room and got behind the controls. They set off towards Vathinar. ***** Several days later they arrived on the planet. They immediately set about trying to find Rantar. They set up the tracking device and other things that may assist them in their hunt for the run away. They had no idea if he was dead or not and they curtainly had no idea of his where abouts. "Lets start at the beginning, we will ask around the pubs and stuff and see if we can bring anything out into the open," Afton said to Josson. "Then we will meet here again tonight." And with that they split up and headed different directions. OOC: Yay finally I get to post. Rantar we will save you....

OOC: Okay enough of the hog wash lets get back to the story. BIC: When Drelin finally came on the line Hunt was beyond waiting. "Yes, Ambassador, what can I do for you?" Drelin said. Hunt was in no pleasent mood. "What the hell is going on? I should be on the planet making civil arrangement for peace, not sitting here talking to the likes of you. I want to know what the hold up is and how long it will take so I can at least call the local authorities and tell them what the hold up is. It would save them calling you." Hunt was not going to wait for a reply. "I want to be on the planet by 1500 hours. Is that possible?" he more said then asked. As he waited for Drelin's reply one of his officers walked in, placed a note on his desk and then walked back out again.

Afton did not see much went she climbed into the vent, but what she did know was that the Imps had seen there escape. She kept moving down the vent behind Sib and infront of Ulic, her droid at her side, or rather her head. "What are we going to do know Karn?" she whispered quietly, as not to attract attention to them. She was not sure of the contents of this city and she diffinetally did not know her way around. She had only arrived here two days before and had not had a chance to memorise the cities structure and all the ways of escpae that she usually like to know. "Look we have to get out of the firing line so that we can think of an escpae plan. I for one don't like having people following me everywhere, aspecially in a group like ours. Besides some of us need medical help," she said looking at the ackward way in how Sib moved. "What do you say Karn?"

Hunt Bandi was the new Ambassitor for the Republic and his reputation was a good one, not just because of his records on deeling in the diplomatic world but also the nasty temper that showed its face quite regulaly. The commlink that Ambassitor Bandi had asked for was handed to him ten quick seconds later. Bandi took it gruffly and turned it on. "General Drelin," he spoke in to the commlink. No he did not speak it he spat it. "Put General Drelin on line," he commanded. The person on the other end of the commlink started to protest but was quickly cut off. "NOW," Bandi shouted. There was a quick scurrying and a knock on a door then an, "excuss me, General Drelin?" Bandi sat at his desk impatiently, tapping his fingers on the hard wood. His face was in no way pleasent looking and any officers that entered the room quickly moved back out again. Bundi waited, he hated waiting, but at the moment that was all he could do.

Sounds great guys. Ambassitor Bandi will be up and running soon though I don't quite know where to bring him in I'll see what happens. I am quite busy with the last few weeks of year twelve though so I'' post when I can, like now *Lets get to work, rebel scum. Now back to my plans Officers.* Bandi comin out in me there See yas soon

OOC: That explains alot. Thanks Kry

You boys like to blab don't you. I have not posted for a while but I am planning on posting soon. Waiting for Solla to get her act together.

OOC: I still want to use my Ewok but I'll see what happens. Thanks anyway Krytos. Her are you posting in the other forum, we have started the global plot so you may want to keep up with it.

OOC: This is what I'll do to start off with, tell me if its okay. BIC: Hunt Bandi was in a rage, his mission was not being successful and he hated failing. Hunt was a tall Bothan standing at 6'5' and his muscular fame was well worked. "Get on the commlink. I need to talk to the General," he barked at a cowering officer in the corner. No one liked him when he was in these moods so it was best not to argue. OOC: Post got cut short, I'll continue later.

OOC: Okay I'd be a Bothan Ambasitor but I'll need a little help with the plot and how he fits in. This like what his mission was and why it was rejected and what not. But I'll try my best to do the rest. Name: Hunt Bandi Type: Bothan Job: Ambassitor Others: Bad temper and no nonsense. Hows that sound?

OOC: Hi Kryto. Just help me out a little would you...Where can one of my two character options fit in? PM me if you can...

OOC: I want to join. My character: Name: Kyp Baba Nationality: Ewoc Skills: Highly advanced. And thats all I am going to let on.... Just a few questions: Where are we? What planet? and Where can a 'highly' advanced Ewoc fit in? Or I could play a Bothan Embassitor with a serious attitude. Just ell me the details and I'll see what I can think up.

Okay guys break it up.

Afton had almost finished the modifications to the ship. With the droids that Barkoa had supplied, she put the finishing touches on the tracking system. Turning it on to see if it worked how she wanted it to, she looked at the screen. A small red dot came up and it started to blink on and off. Good, she thought. She moved over to the control panel where one of the droids was fixing the hyperdrive and switched on the internal commlink that she had also added. This link was only inside the ship and it would help her contact the others from anywhere in the ship. "Josson could you meet me in the control room." The message was heard throughout the ship and soon Josson's footsteps could be heard coming down the hall. "Yes sir. What would you like?" he replied as he entered the room. "Have you heard from Solla yet? We need to leave ASAP." "No I haven't. Shall I call her again?" "Yes. Then we will give her 5 minutes to show her face." Josson got on his commlink. "Solla you have Five minutes to get to us, otherwise we leave without you." Turning back to Afton he chuckled. "Done. We will leave in ten minutes and counting." Afton asked a question that had been on her mind for a while. "Do we have access to the supply room? And are we able to name this ship what we want?" "Yes, and Yes." "Okay then. C12 can you go to the supply room and get me two more commlinks and some more blaster rifles and ammo. And Josson lets think of a name for this baby." The droid made its way to the supply room and Josson and Afton sat down to talk about a name. The name of the ship became: "The Imposter"

When Afton heard Karn's laughter she spun around to see what her was laughing at. There in his hand was a mouse droid. "Great," she said chuckling as well. "Well lets find the people behind this noise," she said trying to contain her laughter. She did not prevail though, and she burst into a fit of laughter the made her stomach hurt. Regaining her composer she spoke again. "Lets...find...them...then."

OOC: What a good idea........

OOC: Just thought this would be a good time to tell you guys that Afton uses the force for several things. She does it without knowing mind you. These are what she uses the force for: She is able to jump high, she has very quick reflexes, she can sometimes scense danger, and her most important thing is that she can bend light to make shadows darker than what they are, thus causeing stealthiness. That is why she can hide so well... BIC: Afton spun round with her gun up at the sound that was coming from down the hall. What the hell is that, she thought as she looked into the dark hall. Moving into the shadows, she made her way back up the hall not knowing what she might find. Making sure she stayed in the shadows, she walked towards the sound. She did not want to wander to far from the group so she only went a small way up the hall. She found nothing. Afton walked back to the others quite puzzled. Without moving out of the shadows she spoke. "I have not idea what that noise is but I don't like it. I think we should look for somewhere to hide." Clearly the others could not see her by the surprised look on their faces but they knew it was her.

It has not died, it is just in the process of being made better. And anyway most of use (Barkoa, T'char, Phytho, Tan and me) are at school and going for the final sprint to finish year twelve. And yes we do all go to the same school. SURPRISE

OOC: OH NO what could it be....I will post as soon as I can.

Afton walked into the hanger that Barkoa had told her would hold her new ship. She called it her new ship but in reality she was only in command of it. She had no idea how to fly a ship but she still felt it was her’s. She walked up to it examining it from a mechanics point of view. It was big, with three primary engines that looked like the big eyes of an alien, it was fairly well equipped and looked quite resent, but still it was not quite what she had in mind for this mission. She was about to walk into it when she heard footsteps coming towards her. She turned and saw Josson looking at the ship as he approached. “What do you think?â€