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maybe you should do a little less talking and a little more thinking you might insult someone.....

"Is there anything else you needed to be done?"

"Yes." *Jon began to stare at the droids a brife second just thinking about everything that the Garo had been hiding from the galaxy and what they could still be hiding in the shadows.* "Of course transmission would be the best." *Jon begin to acess the droids incoming commands and begin to...

"As you wish." *Blackthorn quickly goes to his data log and begins to upload information about the sheild genorators onto the monitor.* "Well as you can see the sheilds are basicly a pattern that over lap each other but the tricky part is the power sources. I reccomond a sheild genorator onto...

Well ideally I like there just to be a few innorcenet people around but the idea of being orphan at 9 is at worst interseting. I would personaly like a darker feel toward it but that is just me.

"Why yes sir and let me tell it's a grand honor working for you." *Jon walk over to the station board computer and begin working on the most efficient pattern of mines and turrets that could cover up the entire asteroid field. For a brief second Blackthorn was thinking about setting up suicide...

*Blackthorn nodded in agreement and without question walk into the shuttle. As the shuttle starts to fly off he begins to think about hutt space. Sure he know has the optinital to control the spice but the crime lords could easily come together and team up against himself. Weapons then. Somehow...

"Very well sir." *Blackthorn walks toward a window and saw newly reviered reasources. The cinca droids were already began to repair the command center as other began to make droid factories, turrerts and barracks along the command center in a creast like pattern. The crimision wings still under...

*Blackthorn was amazed by the good news. He would now have full control of Kessel with his base on Ylease he now control most of the spice in the galaxy making him the most powerful man in hutt space.* "fo esruoc gniknaht, si ereth gnihtyna esle ouy deen ot yas ris ro dluohs I ekat yn noitnetta...

"Sey sti llahs." *With no more power the turrerts start to fail. At first the turrerts function as normal but each second they get slower and more sluglish. What was the worst part for the enemy was the command center with no power would mean a flawless victory not to mention the captive...

Name: Chris Soprano Nick name: After he entered the Galaxy's biggest tournaments and became the youngest champion in gambling history and Chris looked even younger than he was, and was dubbed "The Kid". Faction: Republic Rank: officer Species: Human Age: 32 Gender: Male Height: 5'11 Weight: 144...

*Like tiny rocks hiting against a window the battalion of Crimson wings land onto Kessel in formation of a crest. The Revans begin to unload as the Garo start to set up a small sheild genorater that could be used as a safe area for incoming supplies. By each Crimson wing eight Revan walker were...

"The Garo might has yet again surpise me." *Jon began to think about the last time he was on Lok and how close he came to being killed at the hands of a fire lancer. Jon smiled as he down loaded the informtion of the hutts power grinds and other information considering about the hutts...

"Right this still should be easy hutts arn't the brightest of generals." *Jon begins to head for the bridge while he quickly views the weaponary of the Garo powerful army. As he nears the bridge Jon begins to think the weapons might be too strong.* "The Ravens should work perfectly but perhaps...

"Fine with me." *Jon begins to accelerate as fast as his ship would allow him. His reflexes being pushed to his limits as he tired to doge the fast incoming astorids in his way. He look back to see he was follow by 6 fighters then a series of blaster fire ripe part the ships leaving behind a few...

"Ya...I think you might be right...." *Jon slowly starts to take off trying to avoid attention but sadly failed. Jon's ship starts to speed up and assent upward trying to throw off any attacks that might been lock on to the ship.* "How in galaxy did they get all those ships?"

"Yes, the target is unaware and is lightly fortited, over."

*A lone fighter is pick up on radar approaching Kessel's astroid belt with Jon Blackthorn politing it with the touch of a master star fighter. Jon's body starts to go into another stance that few every see completly clam. His eyes begins to try and pick every last detail around it could be just...

"I know a few masters of Teräs Käsi they possibley might have the answears of what you seek. But nothing in life is free. I need you to orginaze the local populace into one form of government then I will help them become adapt to the galaxy economy and then I shall help you with the questions...

"Everything in life has cost. If there is something free then it has no vaule." *Jon finally found the right button and smiled.* "You be surpise what a I know for one, Teräs Käsi utilizes extremely quick, devastating strikes to end the fight quickly. It also focuses on using hand weapons, such...