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"Okay," Jade said in reply to everything that Aaron said at the beginning before he kissed her cheek and wished her luck. "Thanks and the same to you," she said in reply with a smile before kissing him back on the cheek and also before he went back over to his bike. She then went over to her own bike, said what she was supposed to, and then started to race. Since this was her first time doing a simulation of this kind of thing, she took her time at first in order to get the hang of it and then got a bit faster afterward and that didn't take long at all to do.

((sorry this is late ^^' but i replied ))

This post has been edited by Dragonpelt on Nov 19 2012, 07:16 PM

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Aaron prepared his systems, turning various dials and knobs. His engines whirred to life and made an almost musical hum. At least, that's how he thought of it. These races always seemed easier as a jedi. He could feel the course and make his adjustments accordingly, it helped even more so when he was already familiar with the course. He generally made these runs in about 45 seconds flat. But it depended on his bike and knowledge of the course. Sometimes the computer would throw in a random curve at the last second that he was unprepared for.

"I see." the AI said after a few seconds. Then, it seemed Amara didn't have too much to worry about. Except to wonder what the bounty hunter wanted with the information.
"Amara is on her ship. We will be leaving within the hour."
With a hint of amusement, he looked over at the female AI. A few seconds later, he glanced at Kirnir and his image flickered.
"She would offer that you come with us if you wish."

~

Amara looked at Leon with uncertainty.
"Would there be any way to track down more information? Perhaps there is someone who would know how to reverse this?"

"Alright then." Kinir said. "I'll be in her hangar in five."
Without bothering to terminate the holocall, Kinir walked away from the terminal and towards the hangars.
"Do you trust her enough?"
"You're paranoid, you know that, Chance?"
"I'm just watching our backs."
"She's a Jedi. Plus she's like sixteen. I have a decade of experience on her easily."
"OK, just don't get me deleted in the process."
He passed security and located the hangar Chance identified as her's. He stepped in and walked to the boarding ramp, knocking and expecting it to open shortly.

Castian's circuited eyes watched as Chance and Kirnir walked away. His image flickered and then faded. A moment later, his projection appeared next to Amara. The girl turned to Castian, perhaps slightly startled.
"Kirnir has accepted the invitation to come. And the bounty hunter had legal access to the information downloaded."
Amara nodded with a raised eyebrow. A bounty hunter coming to to get files that were free access to everyone. It seemed a weird thought, but it was probably nothing.
"Go and prepare to leave orbit." Amara, said. Castian's image faded again.
"Where to Leon?"

After a minute or two, the door did actually open. Kinir walked into the ship and looked to either side, seeing no one. Chance manifested in full size next to him, silently scanning. Oh, there they were. Who else was here, though? Kinir moved down the hall to see Amara and someone he didn't know.
"Well I'm here." He said, interrupting their seeming conversation. "Not much of a party."
Chance's holo leaned against the doorway to appear disinterested. In reality she was a bit cautious. Kinir was too trusting, or at least she thought so.

((Dusset, there was something about Kirnir being wanted somewhere, yes?
Since Amara worked as a bounty hunter for a bit i was thinking that'd be an interesting way to open a conversation.

Danny: watch your PMs.))

((He has a 300,000cr bounty on his head, galaxy wide.))

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Bio Format:

Name- Ebi Fumi Furikake (Thats actually the name of a rice seasoning, but it sounded so... StarWarsy! )

Age- 19

Gender- Female

Race- Mandalorian

Class- Bounty hunter (Were Mandalorians ever anything else?)

Cause- Bloodlust

Personality: She's not your typical Mandalorian. She likes to work with other races. Despite being an excellent solo player, her skills are doubled in a team. She is sarcastic, bold, doesn't keep her opinions to herself, she never gives up the chance to prove her strength (being a female warrior in a male-dominant race has a part in that), she puts up a tough front.

Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, piercing green eyes, straight nose, fair skin, full lips. She has a slender 6ft 2 build.

Clothing: When not in her armor she wears tight, black, leather.... everything.

Armour: Take a wild guess!.... Mandalorian! Armor!

Weapons: Mandalorian viroblades, and a concussion rifle.

Short History: She made her first kill at age six, she wasn't to happy about it either. Her father never got a son, so he treated her harshly and cruelly. Forcing her to train long into the night, he would have pushed her harder had not her mother stepped between her and her father every night.

Other: Her best friend is a R-6 unit she has nicknamed 'R-6' (See how creative she is! )

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This post has been edited by chicbecause on Jan 23 2013, 02:54 PM

(( You've played KOTOR haven't you?))

((Accepted, now we need more people to join before we can officially restart this.))

((We be completely restarting, Danni?
Shouldn't we put the forms on the front page? xP))

((Might be a good idea. I have just been as lazy as always >.>

And yes, we're completely restarting. Hopefully to get a little bit of interest back into this.))

(If KOTOR means Knights of the Old Republic, then yes. 1 and 2, haven't finished either of them though...)

(Yay! Maybe I can get someone to join...)

((It most certainly does. I can tell by your bio that you played at least 1 but lets continue this on the ooc thread. ))

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