*The quarrentined planet of alderaan is greeted by a long sub like transporter fadding into veiw of the planet. The small craft edged closer and closer towards the once lush and green wrold which had recently experianced a dreadful outbreak of a forgine virus. because of this it has been quarrentined and no ships are allowed to enter or exit the planet. Though business never stopped, not even for a plauge on such an extrordianry magnatuide as this. The transport's capaitan was experianced at his job and had been working for BTC for a few months now, rethius came along to oversee the mission's sucsess. That was his new job now, but even he felt odd about this mission.
In the transport's Cocpit sat in four seats the pilot, rethius sitting behind him, and across the isle sat a grim looking man who thus far hadn't spoken a word to anyone, he just sat there with his feet up on the seat infront of his arm rest as he glared out the side window while polishing his large blaster rifle. He didn't seem like your typical team player kind of guy. Infront of him, in the seat whichs' arm rest the gruff man had placed his feet sat a few suit cases filled with credits and beside the suit cases three small boxes with lids sealed tightly ontop. Each box held one or two blaster pistols that could be retreaved with relative ease in case things didn't go all acording to plan.
The cocpit was still silent, as it had been since it's departure from tula. the skilled pilot had suggested that we head there after leaving naboo so if we are caught our captors wouldn't be able to easiely pin point our true embarking point that would ultimantly lead them to BTC. It was his way of quote "covering your tracks."
The ever silent cocpit was awakend to a aleart beep coming from the control pannel by the pilot controls, on the screen a green light blinked 'destonation met', after blinking a few seconds the pilot flipped a switch on the control pannel which shut off the aleart. he then gave out a sigh and leaned back as all three of the crew members caught glimps of alderaan in the distance. But as the transport glided closer it became apparent that this was going to be harder then first expected, because of the quarrentine a blockade of light destroyers had amased together around the once marvolous planet. The pilot could only scowl as he tried desperately to think up any possiblity or scheam that could let this ship land unoticed onto the surface. After all, you can't very easiely sneek a 16 ton transport freighter onto a strictly quarrentined planet. Although things looked grim, all three of the crewmen didn't even let the thought of turnning back enter their mind. They had several defence droids with them for protection which were held in the main bay of the ship and could help them if need be, needless to say; it would be a last resort. As the ship edged closer to the blockade the pilot turnned in his seat to speak to rethius and this asumed gaurd.*
"Alright, heres the deal, I think the chances of us getting through that tight of security is slim to none... so emmmm, I think we are not going to stand any chance of sucsess without some blood spillage of some sort."
*A sound of energy spurring to life captured rethius's attention as he noticed the guard had just charged his blaster rifle no doubt trying to give off a intemidation effect as he merly grinned as he leaned into the isle, now seeming as if we had his attention."
"Good, maybe this mission wont be such a waste after all, oh and the names Will Gunlock, at your services."
*It was hard to ignore the cockyness out of this guy, rethius was never the type to put up with that kind of attitude from people but he kept his mouth shut despite that. Trying to ignore the 'tough guy' rethius nodded slightly and leaned back in his seatstaring up at the ceiling seemingly in deep thought.*
"hey, whats your name stranger?"
*Rethius turnned his head over to look at will, he then sat up and turnned to the now more radiant will.*
"Rethius, and before you ask, yes I am human... And its called an injury."
*Rethius's metallic voice hissedas it always did when he didn't speak clearly, or in this case; without emotion. Will chuckled as he turnned around in his seat and put his feet up aginst the back of the seat infront of his at the same time folding his arms behind his head like a pillow.*
"Whatever, I wasn't even thinking about that. I was more wondering why you are on this mission rethius?"
*Rethius paused a moment looking out his window before turnning back to will.*
"I am supervising it..."
*Immediatly will sat upright and looked wide eyed at rethius in a bit of suprise.*
"Whoa, a supervisor well my appologies sir, don't fire me!"
*The sarcastic tone in will's voice did not help rethius's veiw of him at all, in awe at will's annoyance rethius shock his head from side to side slowly while in the background he could still hear will's laughing.*
"Will, shut the hell up..."
*A high piched ring emited from rethius's voice enhancer inside his mask from the tone in which he spoke in. Now the transport had entered the blockade's line of sight, a transmition would no doubt appear from the captian of the blockade.*
In the transport's Cocpit sat in four seats the pilot, rethius sitting behind him, and across the isle sat a grim looking man who thus far hadn't spoken a word to anyone, he just sat there with his feet up on the seat infront of his arm rest as he glared out the side window while polishing his large blaster rifle. He didn't seem like your typical team player kind of guy. Infront of him, in the seat whichs' arm rest the gruff man had placed his feet sat a few suit cases filled with credits and beside the suit cases three small boxes with lids sealed tightly ontop. Each box held one or two blaster pistols that could be retreaved with relative ease in case things didn't go all acording to plan.
The cocpit was still silent, as it had been since it's departure from tula. the skilled pilot had suggested that we head there after leaving naboo so if we are caught our captors wouldn't be able to easiely pin point our true embarking point that would ultimantly lead them to BTC. It was his way of quote "covering your tracks."
The ever silent cocpit was awakend to a aleart beep coming from the control pannel by the pilot controls, on the screen a green light blinked 'destonation met', after blinking a few seconds the pilot flipped a switch on the control pannel which shut off the aleart. he then gave out a sigh and leaned back as all three of the crew members caught glimps of alderaan in the distance. But as the transport glided closer it became apparent that this was going to be harder then first expected, because of the quarrentine a blockade of light destroyers had amased together around the once marvolous planet. The pilot could only scowl as he tried desperately to think up any possiblity or scheam that could let this ship land unoticed onto the surface. After all, you can't very easiely sneek a 16 ton transport freighter onto a strictly quarrentined planet. Although things looked grim, all three of the crewmen didn't even let the thought of turnning back enter their mind. They had several defence droids with them for protection which were held in the main bay of the ship and could help them if need be, needless to say; it would be a last resort. As the ship edged closer to the blockade the pilot turnned in his seat to speak to rethius and this asumed gaurd.*
"Alright, heres the deal, I think the chances of us getting through that tight of security is slim to none... so emmmm, I think we are not going to stand any chance of sucsess without some blood spillage of some sort."
*A sound of energy spurring to life captured rethius's attention as he noticed the guard had just charged his blaster rifle no doubt trying to give off a intemidation effect as he merly grinned as he leaned into the isle, now seeming as if we had his attention."
"Good, maybe this mission wont be such a waste after all, oh and the names Will Gunlock, at your services."
*It was hard to ignore the cockyness out of this guy, rethius was never the type to put up with that kind of attitude from people but he kept his mouth shut despite that. Trying to ignore the 'tough guy' rethius nodded slightly and leaned back in his seatstaring up at the ceiling seemingly in deep thought.*
"hey, whats your name stranger?"
*Rethius turnned his head over to look at will, he then sat up and turnned to the now more radiant will.*
"Rethius, and before you ask, yes I am human... And its called an injury."
*Rethius's metallic voice hissedas it always did when he didn't speak clearly, or in this case; without emotion. Will chuckled as he turnned around in his seat and put his feet up aginst the back of the seat infront of his at the same time folding his arms behind his head like a pillow.*
"Whatever, I wasn't even thinking about that. I was more wondering why you are on this mission rethius?"
*Rethius paused a moment looking out his window before turnning back to will.*
"I am supervising it..."
*Immediatly will sat upright and looked wide eyed at rethius in a bit of suprise.*
"Whoa, a supervisor well my appologies sir, don't fire me!"
*The sarcastic tone in will's voice did not help rethius's veiw of him at all, in awe at will's annoyance rethius shock his head from side to side slowly while in the background he could still hear will's laughing.*
"Will, shut the hell up..."
*A high piched ring emited from rethius's voice enhancer inside his mask from the tone in which he spoke in. Now the transport had entered the blockade's line of sight, a transmition would no doubt appear from the captian of the blockade.*