This RP is my first, and is kind of a Knights of the Old Republic III, or, a II and 1/2, since it is just a couple years after the second game.

The Premise:
It is 2 and a half years after TSL. Revan is still in the Unknown Regions, and Admiral Carth Onasi is leading the Republic against the newly appeared Sith Lord and his apprentice. The Jedi Exile has just left the Telos academy in search of Revan.

Sith are annihilating Republic forces at several outer rim planets, while my ship, the Star Hawk, touches down at Nar Shaddaa, carrier of a small party.

I hope we could get a few characters to play some parts. The Corellian will be me of course, but it would be nice if I could get a rogue or fallen Jedi/Sith, maybe another merc and/or a bounty hunter, and maybe a droid and a female. Other than that, you could be a Sith Lord or another prominent character. If you really want to play as Revan or the Exile, go ahead, otherwise someone will just take them over when are little party meets them.

Name: Jarred Stone
Class: Soldier (Mercenary)
Armour: Infiltrator Suit
Favourite Weapon: Two heavy blaster pistols
Skills: Martial Arts, Excellent commanding and experienced enigneer
Special Skill: Weak Force Pull and Push
BIO: Ex-commando in the Republic Military, known for his abilities that were expressed during a commando mission on Korriban. Resigned after the war against Malak.
Physique: Short, dark hair, blue eyes, mid-20ies, tall.

Here is the captain, my character.

Name: Jarko Heldran
Appearance: Medium size, medium black hair, green eyes
Class: Tech Specialist
Armor: Jarko's own scout clothes, or Durasteel Heavy Armor
Weapon: Light Repeating Rifle (Upgraded)
Special Qualities: Brilliant Pilot, Good Pazaak Player, Good Item Construction
Special Skills: Unarmed Specialist III (Teras Kasi Expert), Survival
BIO: Merc from Corellia. Early on was a member of the Sith Academy, but ended up defecting to the Republic, whom he served for two years as a soldier for the war against Sion and Nihilus under Admiral Onasi. After the war he became a mercenary and smuggler.

Now we are just waiting for a force-user (fallen, rogue, or otherwise), and maybe a few others (droid, alien, whatever). It would be nice if we could get a good range of characters.

ooc: I finally have sometime to rp. I'd like to be the fallen jedi/rouge if you don't mind.

Name: Akya DuRae
Appearance: Long Raven hair, Emerald green eyes, slender, toned, medium height. She sports a blue tunic and black pants.
Class: Former Jedi/Scoundrel
Armor: none
Weapon: Single Lightsaber, Purple crystal
Unique Skill: Specializes in Mind Affecting force powers.
Bio: Akya was a young padawan when Revan and Malak left to fight in the war. The conflict between Revan and the council's wishes for them not to get involved in the war was deeply disturbing to Akya. She didn't understand why the council wouldn't help the republic, but she dared not follow Revan into battle. She left the jedi enclave and the teachings of the jedi behind. Now she follows her own self-created code of honor using the force as her only guide.

ooc: I hope this works. If you had something different in mind for this character, then tell me and I can change it to your liking. :D

I'd like to play the Jedi Exile, if I may.

Name: Tysyacha Dvukhsotnaya
Appearance: Medium build, fair skin, blue eyes, golden-brown hair
Class: Jedi Master
Armor: Jedi Master Robe with Biorestorative Underlay, Mark V
Weapon: Double-Bladed Lightsaber, Silver Blade, Personal and Qixoni Crystals
Special Qualities: Insightful, Perceptive, Bonds with Others very well!
Special Skills: Persuade, Stealth, Treat Injury, Master Heal, Force Storm
Bio: Was exiled from the Jedi Order, presumably for following Revan to war,
but discovered that the true reason for her exile was her self-severing from
the Force aboard Malachor V. Such a severing caused a wound in the Force,
which the Jedi Masters feared.

And I would like to be Revan

Name:Steven Wolfe(Revan Star)
Appearence:Medium build, caucasian, brown eyes,dark brown hair.
Class:Jedi master
Armor:Clothes + Jedi Robes(hardly wears)
Weapon:Hold-out Blaster +light saber (single, red)(hardly uses)+ vibroblade
Special Qualities:Street smarts, dexerty, battle plans, deceptive
Special skills:Persuade, meleele combat, blaster fire, engineering
Bio:After killing Malak and with the aid of Malaks apprentice, Bastila, attempting to bring back balance in the galaxy, revan left to galaxy in search for answers to his strangh visions. He found several abandoned alien space stations orbiting an unknown ice planet. He explored the stations and the empty planet to find a consperacy in the republic. After months of thinking and planning he came to the conlusion that life for the citizens would be better with the consperacy. Because that consperacy that will lead to the jedi's downfall is the only thing keeping the republic in operation and the citizens of Corellia, Coruscant and other planets alive.

So, he returned to the galaxy under a new idenity as Steven Wolfe, an expert engineer. He started work in an hanger on Corellia

Can I be a mercenary that joins your group later? If so I'll be on a planet when you get there. I'll try to make it a realistic entrance, or something of the sort.

Here's my character.

Name: Tekla (unknown last name)
Appearance: http://www.ctrlaltdel-online.com/images/gallery/skins/mandalorian.jpg)
Class: Unknown merc.
Armor: Mandalorian armor without the mask
Weapon: Custom designed and built sniper/blaster rifle
secondary weapon: Blaster Shotgun
Special Qualities: Expert Pilot
Special Skills: Perfect shooting skills
BIO: Tekla used to hunter bounty hunters and would take there weapon or armor for own use arfter upgrading it. He designs his own weapons too.

steven, since you are Revan, are you together with Bastila, or did you kill her?

Crying_Fate, your character is perfect. Now, we have Revan, the Jedi Exile, three mercs (Tekla, Jarko, and Jarred), and we have the rogue Jedi (Akya). So, who is going to be on the Shadow Hunter out of those four characters? I know Tekla isn't going to be at first. I suppose Jarred and Akya are going to be, though. I will have a utility droid by the way.

Now all we need is a Sith Lord.... Then I will start.

Another thing, steven...is your Revan on the Light Side or Dark Side?

Either way, I will be searching for you. Either way, no matter what your
alignment is, I want to serve you again. After following Darth Traya and
being betrayed by her, my Exile has realized the terrible mistake she has
made in following a false Master. If your Revan is Dark Side, then it will
take a strong Light Sider to try and win me back!!! ;)

Can I join? I wish to be a Jedi (*cough*-my name-*cough*) If I can:

Name: Ben Luther
Class: Jedi Guardian/Master
Apperance: Handsome Caucasian with tanned skin, 6'1", and medium build, gray eyes
Weapon: Single-Hilt blue lightsaber with personal and Jenraux crystal
Special Skills: Blaster deflect
Bio: After being noticed of his strong force connection by Master Vandar when he was six, Ben was trained by Vandar. He is especially good with a lightsaber.

Another thing, steven...is your Revan on the Light Side or Dark Side?

Either way, I will be searching for you. Either way, no matter what your
alignment is, I want to serve you again. After following Darth Traya and
being betrayed by her, my Exile has realized the terrible mistake she has
made in following a false Master. If your Revan is Dark Side, then it will
take a strong Light Sider to try and win me back!!! ;)

I've edited my post a bit to fit in bastila. And if my guy was a sith he woulding be attempting to bring back balance in the galaxy, would he? (not meaning to sound rude)

Still no one playing a Sith. Anyone want to take on two characters? :)

I'll take the Sith Lord. Don't worry, I'll make sure that everything goes as you planned. :) (I'll take control of him until someone deciedes to make his own, or take him)

Name: Lord Hexen
Race: Unknown
Class: Sith Lord
Age: Unknown
Skills: Ultimate Commanding; Intimidation; Master of Economics; Extremely powerful Force and Magic user
Special Skills: Syphoning Force from others, Telekenesis
Force and Magic Powers: Force Lightning; Force Pull; Force Push; Levitation; Fireball; Healing; Wrath of Evil; Anihilation
BIO: It is unknown where Lord Hexen comes from. Some say that he is a true Sith, some say that he is just a Human; while others claim that he is the Dark Lord of the Sith himself.
Apperance: http://www.cdaccess.com/gifs/shared/front/large/hexen.jpg) (Picture 1); Pitcture 2 (http://home.12move.de/flying-soul21/doomsday/hexen/title.png)

This character is based on the bad guy from that game. ;)

Star Wars
Knights of the Old Republic: Secrets of the Sith

It is 2 and a half years after TSL, in which the infamous Darth Traya has been defeated. Revan is still in the Unknown Regions, and Admiral Carth Onasi is leading the Republic against the newly appeared Sith Lord and his apprentice.

Several allies have added their armies, or they have said they will, to the Republic, such as clan Ordo. However, several small outer rim worlds defect to the oncoming Sith. Having come back to Telos one last time, the Jedi Exile leaves the new Telos academy in search of Revan.

The Shadow Hunter, a small ship captained by a Corellian mercenary and his crew touches down at Nar Shaddaa. As the small freighter reaches the landing pad, Sith forces attack the Republic at several outer rim planets, including forest world of Kashyyyk...


Hovering above the planet of Kashyyyk, a small Republic fleet waited for the Sith to emerge out of hyperspace. "Commanders Tarkin and Ferrod, do you read me? This is Admiral Onasi."
"We read you loud and clear, Admiral. Still not sign of the Sith; They must know that they outnumber us, but they still haven't attacked."
"The more time we get, the better," Carth replied. "We don't have enough ships to take on the Sith right now."
"The chancellor assured us that we would be recieving forces from Onderon, didn't he?" Commander Ferrod said. "But still, I see know sign nor transmission from them."
"I don't trust Iziz to send reinforcements, frankly." Carth angrily replied. "Anyways, we-"
"Sir, Sith fighters, coming in hard; several ships have jumped out of hyperspace!" Tarkin frantically shouted.
"Damn! We don't need this right now." Carth replied.

The Republic drew into battle formation as the oncoming fighters launched a barrage of fire on the ships. Carth looked in despair as the Republic Hammerhead Nautilus was disabled by enemy fire. The Republic fire wasn't strong enough enough to make enough damage to the Sith. "Full sheilds!" Carth shouted as a Sith Frigate turned its fire on his flagship.

***

The Star Hawk landed on Nar Shaddaa rather wobbily; the Ship had taken fire from one two many Sith fighters before making repairs. The exit ramp folded down. Jarko walked out of the ship, looking at the wheezing vessel. I really need to get this thing fixed....

A ugly, brutish Trandoshan stumbled out on the walkway, obviously the reciepient of too many Juma Juices. "Hey, what you landing that dying mynock on my landing pad!"
"Your landing pad?"
"Yeah, and you can't land that bucket of bolts on it!"
"Just did." Jarko said sarcastically.
"You get that thing-"
Pulling out his blaster, he pointed it at the Trandoshan. Grumbling, the lizard left him alone.

Jarko turned back to his ship, waiting for his first mate and his droid. His eye fell on a news bulletin, flashing news about the Sith attack on the Republic fleet, and the imminent defeat and destruction of the Republic ships. Jarko sighed. Not again...

Jarred stepped out of The Shadow Hunter and looked around angirly. It has been a long time since he was last on Nar Shadaa, and it's still a slime pit as he remembered it. Jarred walked up to Jarko and asked him: "What's wrong?"
He then looked up and saw the news-bulletin.
Stupid Admirals. They shouldn't have retired Dodonna. thought Jarred annoyed.

"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Jarko asked, watching the expression on Jarred's face as he saw the news bulletin. He walked back to the ship and looked inside, annoyed. "Where is Akya and the utility droid? I'm gonna be late for my little 'meeting' with the Exchange. If I am, we might as well go to that stupid Serecco gang."

Jarred looked at Jarko
"What's the point in talking to the Exchange? They'll dump us before we even offer our 'services'. Same with Serroco as well."

A mysterious man walked up to them. "You shouldn't use violence to get your way. If you had used your mind, maybe the Trandoshan would have let you use his landing pad. But your blaster first, talk later."
"Who the hell are you?" asked Jarred.
"Im Ben."

"What do you want?" asked Jarred.

Jarko stared at the newcomer with disgust. "Oh, I get it. We should have said 'pretty please', and we would have gotten what we want. We don't need preaching here, kid." Jarko said, rather exasperated. "Now would you mind getting out of my face, JEDI, 'cause my friend here and I need to attend to some business."

"If we do manage to even talk about business." said angirly Jarred, thinking of the Exchange's politics.

(Say, Vlad, my ship changed its name. After I chose the name Shadow Hunter, it just didn't feel right.)

"You gettin' scared, Jarred? You don't have to lecture me about politics, I know what the Exchange's motto is, or at least what it probably is. I'll tell you one thing- I don't like this any more than you do, but if you have a better solution as to getting someone to 'employ' us, so to speak, let me hear it."

((All right, I understand. Just one thing: You do know that the characters that I use here don't represent me in anyway as a person, right? Just checking))

"Scared?! The only one I see scared is probably the one that is going to suck up those guys." frowned Jarred "But still... I get the point: Duty is still duty."

"Well, then, lets see what the Exchange thinks of us, and what we can do for them. Except, just to let you know, I'm interested a little more in what they can do for us."

"What do you mean?" asked Jarred suspiciously.

"What I mean, is that the Exchange is a mine of information. Not only that, the contacts and groups it has spread across the worlds is enormous. Oh, and did I mention the amound of mercs and bounty hunters it has working for it, or the wealth it has? If we can maneouver them right, the Exchange will be our best resource." Jarko said, raising his eyebrows at Jarred. "Kind of like the, uh, matter of leverage we had on that gang on Norderon II."

"This better be worth it." said Jarred, taking out his small assasin blaster "Or else there will be a freelance duck season on us to make sure that there doesn't come another bunch of 'smart guys' like us."
He then holstered his pistol and turned to the ship:
"And where the heck is Akya?"

((Seriously, where is Crying_Fate? Someone will have to take her place if she doesn't show up.))

"I don't know; I hope she's actually gotten out of the crew quarter. She may be a force-user, but apparently that doesn't mean anything about understanding the word 'hurry.'" Jarko said, smiling wryly. "Oh wait, here she is; maybe she heard us screaming out here. Took her long enough."

A young woman came out of the Star Hawk, with a lightsaber hidden inconspicuously on her belt. Behind her came a little brown, beat up Utility droid.

"Finally!" yelled Jarred, turning to the young woman "Did you forget to put on your clothes or make-up? Or maybe you couldn't deciede whether to use this lightsabre... Or the same lightsabre." said Jarred.
"I swear, if you were in the Republic Military; I would have given you 100 pullups... But that's just me."

"Then again, we aren't in the Republic Military. Otherwise you, Jarred, would still be doing pullups right now, assigned in one of my bad mood moments." He said laughing. "But lets head off, shall we? We don't need to be standing around here all day."

"Unless, of course, Mr and Mrs Jedi have a problem with going somewhere." Jarred frowned at Akya and Ben.

(((Congrats on your post count!)))

"If they do, too bad." Jarko said, icily smiling at them. "Lets go."

They headed off into Nar Shaddaa, leaving the docks behind them. Nar Shaddaa was just as Jarko remembered it: scummy, dark, and filled with thugs. They were stopped twice, once by a couple of thugs who apparently decided that they didn't want to fight, courtesy of Akya. The other was by a refugee, wanting credits. Jarko gave it to them, suprising Jarred. My one good deed for the day, Jarko muttered. They approached the Exchange headquarters.

Aboard the Ebon Hawk

It had been a long and weary two and one-half years since Tysyacha
Dvukhsotnaya, known as the Jedi Exile throughout the galaxy, had
defeated her former Master, Darth Traya, on Malachor V. Pain still
ached in her heart as she thought of what she'd had to do to
stop what she supposed was the ultimate Sith threat. However...

Do you think these weapons of war, engineered by Revan,
are the Sith? Darth Traya's words came back to haunt her.
The Sith is a belief. Tysyacha knew that with Traya's
death came a victory, though a modest one in the face of what
lay ahead. Had Revan found the true Sith Empire after all this time?

She was trying to find Revan. She, and her consort Atton Rand.

"Syscha?" asked Atton, the pilot of the Ebon Hawk. "Are
you sure this is worth it? I mean, the Sith should have been crushed
with the defeat of Darth Vicious Scow over there. Malachor V?"

"Yes." The Exile nodded. "That is what I thought as well. Apparently,
however, the true threat lies wthin the regions of the Outer Rim, or
maybe beyond it. We may never find Revan, but as for me, I don't
want to quit looking. Not yet. If Revan is out there, he can help us
defeat the enemies that will come after us. If they discover our
existence, that is." Tysyacha smiled and went to Atton. "Kiss me."

Atton's good-naturedly mocking grin made her spirits lift and her heart
skip a few beats. "Doesn't that go against the Jedi Code?" he asked.
"There is no passion, there is serenity, blah, blah, blah?" A sly wink.

"You rogue! I'm glad that I married a Scoundrel. You're always encouraging
me to break the rules," purred Tysyacha as she leaned in close for a kiss.

"Cffl. Dt cld ld to the drk side," mumbled Atton mischievously, hiding his
heart's bliss. He loved it when Tysyacha tousled his black hair like that.

The Exile broke from the kiss. "If I go to the Dark Side, please save me,"
she said. "I know I leech the Force from you, but don't follow me if I
start acting like Traya did. Atton--" Her voice was serious and sad.
"Please. I'm counting on you." Did he understand the stakes for her?

"Don't worry." Atton stood firm. "I'm not letting any Sith get you.
Especially if they want to turn you into their apprentice and take
you away from me! If you want to call anyone 'Master', try the
Force." His gaze had turned hard, determined, slightly vengeful.

Tysyacha put her hand on his. "Or Revan." The Ebon Hawk flew on.

((sorry guys, I was delayed. Stupid ISP!))

Akya was surprised by Jarko's generosity, and yet thought it good of him to be thinking of others. As they approached the exchange building, she broke out of the sort of trance she had been in since they left the ship. Troubling dreams had been stirring her in her sleep as of late and she was caught up in their meaning as they traveled the streets of Nar Shaddaa. Even when the thugs had hindered the trek to the exchange building, she lifted her hand and sent them on their way without much use of her conscious.

She followed Jarko silently, listening to the low beeps and hums from the little utility droid behind her. She peered at the guard in front of the exchange building. The twi' lek stared harshly back.

"So Jarko, I suppose you'll be doing the talking?" She smiled lightly.

"Uh, Yeah... Just like always. Just in case my diplomacy fails, be ready to do your hand thingy to persuade this guy; and make sure it lasts." He walked up to the Exchange guard, who stopped him and started jabbering in Twi-Lek. "Yes, I know," Jarko cut him off. "You don't recognize me, and you want to know my business here. I'm here to talk over some business with the Exchange. I'm looking for a job."

Apparently Jarko and his companions looked like they were really trying to get a job, or the guard was feeling good today- or both. They were ushered into the Exchange leader's room, surrounded by guards. Jarko started in suprise. "Well, Galdresh, you seem to have risen up in the ranks a bit since I last saw you," Jarko said.

The Aqualish stared at him, seeming to recognize Jarko. His gaze then fell on Jarred and Akya. "What do you want this time?" He asked, harshly.

Akya peered around. There wasn't much for her to do in this situation. The force swelled around her and her companions and grew dim as moved throughout the rest of the beings in the room. She caught the gaze of one of the guards standing behind Galdresh who narrowed his eyes. She lifted her chin and gave him a look of superiority. Most would think it cocky of a jedi, but Akya was no Jedi... not anymore.

"Well, the Exchange always is looking for some good men, aren't they? I've been a Republic and a Sith soldier, a veteran of the war. Now I'm doing some smuggling work; I figured that the Exchange was the place to go if I wanted a better job."

"Hello, Akya. Long time, no see. I didn't know that you were meddling with these fine gentlemen," said Ben. "Listen Jarko and Jarred, its not a good thing to join the Exchange. I know somebody who did. Not good, not good. And you better start being nice to me, 'cuase Akya asked me to help you with this Exchange thing. So, I'm gonna be with you guys, and I don't like smart-alecks.

Steven sat alone in a crowded bar. He just sat there drinking correlian ale. He usually came here everyday after work for a pinte. Tomorrow was his last day of work for the week. Then two days of rest and then five more days of work, two days of rest, then five days of work and so on.

He was getting a bit bored of the rutien but it was an easy life,just what he wasnted. A man came up to him and offered to sell him death sticks. He looked around to see if anyone was watching him. No one was.

Steven raised his hand and used the jedi mind trick. "You will shove the death sticks up your ass."
"I will shove the death sticks up my ass the dealer replied in a trace and put his hand containing the death sticks down his trousers and let out a grown.
"Now you will run around the cantina like a demented chicken!"
'Now I will run around the cantina like a demented chicken!'He replied in the trance voice and began to ran around the cantina wazing his arms as if they were chicken arms.

Steven watched in amusment. A women sat next to Steven. "Whats up with that guy?" She asked and he repiled
"Too much to drink and death sticks do that to a guy."


On the Ebon Hawk
The loving moment between Atton and the jedi exile was interupted by the beeping of the communication consel.

"A JEDI!!! How dare you bring Jedi in here trying to fool me!" Galdresh snarled. "Look, Galdresh, this guy is-"
"I don't need your explanations. Guards, kill them. Now."

This is not good; and all because of that stupid Jedi. Pulling out his blaster he leveled it at one of the guards, shooting him in the chest. Dodging back through the blaster fire he pulled them toward the door, Akya and Ben deflecting the shots coming toward him. Once they outside the door, he turned toward them.

"Akya, that was not the smartest thing you could have done, asking this guy for help. Ben, you better stop butting in, and you better get used to a smart aleck, fast. Jarred," he spotted a group of Mandalorian mercenarys coming toward them. "Run!"

Jarred quickly hit with his right hand an incoming Mandalorian, knocking
him unconciouss to the ground. He pulled out his assasin blaster and shot to the left; killing a Gammorean with a clean shot to the head. Before Jarred could blow the Aqualish's head, the door closed and mercenearies jumped out of no where.
"Damn!" yelled Jarred as he ran, shooting with his assasin blaster, not being able to hit any Mandalorian.
I knew I shouldn't have left my weapons on the ship he thought, running along with the others.


Meanwhile, while the battle over Telos was progressing; The Republic suffered great losses: ships, buliding, civilians... All were devestated by the Sith fleet that was hovering over the fallen planet.
On the ship Vulqih' Stratson the main ship in the fleet, a Sith Master entered the large room in which were windows everywhere, excpet on the floor. The Sith Master, frightened, approached the large cloacked figure that was over seeing the battle out side.
"Lord?"
The Dark figure turned, and the only thing that could have been seen were to red eyes, that scare many people and intimidate anyone who looks at them.
"What do you want?" asked with a scrambeled voice the figure.
"Um..." began the Master, frightened and unable to speak.
"What is it?!" yelled the dark figure in inpatience.
"Lord Hexen, forgive me for interuppting you, but the Republic is too numerous. We won't be able to fight them."
"And so you came here, thinking that you can convince me with empty words?" asked angirly Hexen.
"No sir, that's not what I meant." began panicly the Sith Master.

Hexen drew out his hands and syphoned the Force out of the Master. Those everal seconds to the Sith, were like millions of years of pain and misery. The Sith collapsed, the only thing left from him were bones.
"We will see what these weaklings can do to us." thought Hexen, exiting quickly the panorama.

Aboard the Ebon Hawk

Tysyacha and Atton were startled out of their romantic reverie.
"Who's that on the console?" asked Atton. "No one that I know
could be contacting us, unless it's one of our old friends."

The Jedi Exile furrowed her eyebrows. "I don't think so. See who
it is, Atton." The pilot of the Ebon Hawk pushed a button.

"Good day. This is Atton Rand of the Ebon Hawk. Who am
I speaking to?" They waited for a response, the Exile rather tensely.

The voice of the Disciple came replied "Me. How are you Atton?"

Atton scratched his head. "Mical?" he asked. "Is that you?" Receiving
an affirmative nod from the smiling face on the console screen, Atton
chuckled, filled with relief. "I'm great, man! The Exile, Tysyacha,
and I are still searching for Lord Revan, although I suppose it's just
Revan now since he's turned back to the Light. Do you know where
to find him?" Realizing that was probably a stupid question, Atton
Rand smacked himself on the forehead and tried again.

"I mean, is there anything we can do for you? Tysyacha and I--
I mean--wow! I never expected to talk to you again after all this time."

"Atton?" asked Tysyacha. Then, recognizing the Disciple's face, she
cried, "Mical! I didn't know where you'd been these past two years.
How is your Jedi training coming along?" The happiness in her voice
was unmistakable, but the happiness of a Master finding a long-lost
Padawan. Atton had learned long ago to let his jealousies slip away.

"I don't have much time to speak to you. I have a mission set by the jedi masters. We have a possible location on Revan but the master have forbid me from telling you. However I own you guys too much. He's working at Grey's Correlian Hanger as an engineer, monday to friday, 5am to 6pm. Good luck. Got to go." The transmission ended.

((I'm confused? Your talking to each other in twp posts and the next your fighting. I would like to make an entrance but ...... i'm still confused.

((Note: I will be going on a business trip tomorrow, but I should
be back Tuesday night. I've been a road-trip junkie lately!))

"Ummmmm......oooops," said Ben laughing.
"Good job. If you weren't Akya's friend I'd kill you right now," said Jarko, angrily.
"Yeah, I bet," said Ben sarcastially, "becuase us Jedi are pushovers. Were just overrate on our skill right? 20 years of training has done nothing. We just like to act tough."

"How long did it take you to learn that peice of undeniable truth?" Jarko scowled at him. "Thanks to you and your great bird-brainess, we just lost our standing with the Exchange, not to mention the loss of a long and rather fruitful career with them. Now me and my crew have got filled with absolutely useless cargo." They ran out of the Exchange headquarters, losing themselves in the crowd.

Ben started to speak. "Well, you can't deny that the Exchan-"
"The Exchange was strangely jumpy, I'll admit that. Well, Jarred, it looks like there will be a duck season on us. We need to get off Nar Shaddaa."