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Stranded

teaking

Thus Saith the Lord
Writer
The passenger ship was making good progress to the planet of endor. The air stewardess had just served drinks to the passengers of the first class cabin. Lucien glanced past the seat in front of him it appeared drinks were also being served in the economy class cabin. He lent back his elected body-gaurd was asleep next to him and all seemed peaceful.

It would not last however as within half an hour the ship would be in flames with most of it's passengers dead and the rest stranded on an asteroid.
 

Simone

Character
Character
Smoke filled Simone's lungs, ears were ringing. The coppery taste of blood filled her mouth. Slowly she opened her eyes, and looked to her left where Colin should have been. Cold dead eyes stared back at her and she let out a groan, un-clipping her harness she crawled from the seat, away from the dead man. He was going to be her ticket to a big story, she was going to use the money to lock her mother in a rehab center. When he's suggested they take to the skies on a public cruiser she had been reluctant, but who could refuse a trip on a luxury transport, all expenses paid.

Sparks erupted above her head and she covered her head and face, acutely aware that she couldn't hear a thing. She sat on the floor for a moment, blood creeping down her face from a wound on her temple.
 

Eruna Delmarra

Twi'lek Sith
Writer
Eruna had been a sleep most of the flight, tried as hell from her entire trip she'd taken. It wasn't until the violent shakes from the ship crashing did she realize what was going on and wake up. She'd gotten her seat belt tight enough that it was hard to undo it, especially with the ship spiraling out of control as it did. A violent jerk and made her smack her head against the wall, knocking her out.

When she finally awoke the one thing Eruna felt the most was dizzy. Everything felt like it was spinning around her, everything upside down and.... By the time she opened her eyes and felt the sore part of her head where she'd hit it Eruna looked down and realized she was looking at the ceiling. Her dreadlocks were hanging up in the air. She looked and realized she was, in fact, upside down. A part of the ship she was in broke off and was upside down. She looked about, seeing most of the other passengers, who were dead, either dead in their seats or had fallen out and wound up on the round below.

"Hey!" she called. "Can someone give me a hand out there? Anyone who's alive that is?"

@Simone @Lucien Cordel
 

Darth Torment

Juggernaut
Writer
The ride had been, for the most part, eventful.. the sith knight had taken to the public liner for some vacation time yet he true intentions were locked away in her own mind, for the trip she had rented a spacious room on the cruiser and had been spoiled, drinking some of the finest alcohols and eating some of the finest foods.. before the ship began to go down Isis was resting in meditation when she felt the ship being pulled down, the dark side warned her before hand and she smirked relishing the event.

When the ship bucked and jerked she used the force to root herself in place, Isis was not a fool and she thought it funny that the ship would be crashing, this would indeed be eventful.

@[member="Eruna Delmarra"] @Simone @Lucien Cordel
 

Incinerator Clayton

Guest
I
Stowing away, that was about the only way he could really make it around the galaxy; especially considering how he looked. When the ship crashed though it was a fun little ride. The container he was in began to bounce around like a pin ball in a machine. When everything finally came to a rest, the front of the crate was kicked out. Then he saw it, the fire and the death. He was in heaven, wait was he? His hands began to frantically pat himself down as he turned and spun while checking himself over. No he was still alive, he wasn't a pile of ash and he wasn't in the embrace of the Firehawk. A sad prospect before he looked around, taking stock of what had happened.

"The Firehawk! She create this!"

His voice wheezed out as he looked around. The back half of the ship, a good portion of the cargo, engine and lower class sections had been shorn off from the rest of the vessel. The flames were everywhere and most of the passengers were dead. Nodding as he looked about he knew that he had a job. He had to send them all to the embrace of the Firehawk. Lucky for him she had provided him with all the fire he would need. Slowly stretching he looked around, looking for any form of movement, though seeing little to none before he sighed.

"They shall all know the Firehawk's warmth in her fiery bosom!"

The strange man shouted out before he began to slowly move around the site. Grabbing the nearest body, which seemed to have been thrown from where it had been seated. A quick lift and a throw saw the corpse land on a fire; a place which would begin to slowly grow as the man went about sending the dead to the afterlife.

@[member="Isis Fontana"] @[member="Eruna Delmarra"] @[member="Simone"] @[member="Lucien Cordel"]
 

teaking

Thus Saith the Lord
Writer
Lucien awoke with a start as the G-Force of the decent shook his stomach. Lucien was a master at the arts of the dark side but Physical manipulation was far from his specialty, he could not hope to hold himself from the hard ground bellow as such he had to resort to more basic measures. He adopted a brace position locking his fingers behind his head and bending his knees. The ship came down hard and he watched as the ship splintered economy class was engulfed in flames. Then he felt it the bones of his right foot and shin shattering like glass. He yelped in pain then lost consciousness. He awoke a trifle more injured than before his suit and flesh had been torn by shrapnel. He yanked off his tie and tied a makeshift tourniquet around his arm. As he returned to his senses he heard a voice echo through the smoky cabin. Beside him were the bodies of the dead all his retainers were dead and his gaurd was almost in two. He repressed his feelings of nausea then came the shouts again @[member="Eruna Delmarra"] "Were are you?" he shouted fumbling around for something to use as a crutch. He settled for the beverage cart it would be suitable to support his weight for a time. He staggered over pain shooting through his whole body.
 

Stardust Solus Skirae

The Emerald Dragon
Writer
stardust had been wanting to visit endor for awhile to relax and enjoy herself, but that all change as soon where she had been laying back relaxing to hell.

when the ship first started to come apart stardust immediatly tighten her belt and held on tight before the crash knocked her out. waking up moments after she opened her eyes to blurriness, death, and fire. soon as her vision cleared stardust reached for her belt loosening it, though that was a mistake as she soon fell to the now floor with a loud thump and groan. getting up stardust looked around at everything"hello? is anyone alive"stardust yelled knowing at least some others had to of survived the crash
 

teaking

Thus Saith the Lord
Writer
Lucien looked up "My sentiments exactly" Lucien replied through gritted teeth "If the pilots aren't already dead they will be when I find them " He said a weak smile on his face He lifted his good arm and began to tug on the woman's chair with the force slowly it separated from the metal wreck it was attached to he returned her to the ground the right way up. He gave her a moment to recompose then spoke to her again "Perhaps you would return the favor and help me out I can't walk unaided currently and this piece of Poodoo is a liability?"
 

Break

System Reboot
Writer
Break activated slowly, what was meant to be a stow away plan to his next target had ended up in ruin. Now stranded, he looked at what used to be the vessel. he had been thrown quite a ways from the crash and had sustained some serious damage to his body. He limped towards the wreckage, seeing what looked like other survivors, "Vitals, stable...perhaps they would provide me with some help."
Break slowly heads towards the figures in the distance.
 

Darth Torment

Juggernaut
Writer
Isis rose when the ship crashed and opened her eyes slowly, she grabbed her saberstaff and attached it to her back harness and walked confidently to the door, her mind was burning with chaos and her eyes were piercing into the dimly lit room, as she opened the door she carefully exited and looked out into the destroyed ship...she was in the right mind to choke someone to death for ruining such a nice meditative exercise.

Sighing and walking down the hallway as her mouth and nose was hidden by a gas mask she walked past a room and seen a tall man in it underneath a bed, she could tell he was injured but she could care less...performing a force crush on him she quickly killed him by crushing his heart and walked on to find out where they crash landed at.
 

Incinerator Clayton

Guest
I
There weren't that many survivors in the tail section, rather to even call those few that he had found still slightly breathing survivors was an insult. Most of them were already on the edge of death and all that was left was to send them into the warm embrace of the Firehawk. Which is exactly what the twisted being did as he dragged a family that were wheezing and gasping for breath towards the burning flames that were still shooting out of the engines. Placing them on a makeshift pyre of twisted metal, the man stepped towards a large switch before he smiled beneath his mask.

"Feel the embrace that she gives you. Embrace them oh Goddess!"

He shouted out before pulling the lever, the engines purging slag and fuel in a brilliant bright red flame. The family was enveloped within moments, leaving naught but ash upon the twisted red hot wreckage. Laughing slightly he returned to finding those few 'living dead' the 'survivors' that couldn't be saved, as well as pulling those that had already passed towards a pile he had been making of them.

@[member="Lucien Cordel"] @[member="Eruna Delmarra"] @[member="Isis Fontana"] @[member="Simone"] @[member="stardust"] @[member="Break"] @[member="Tamara"]
 

Eruna Delmarra

Twi'lek Sith
Writer
"Thanks." she said to @[member="Lucien Cordel"] before hearing him ask for help walking. She took his arm and threw it over her shoulders to help him walk just as @[member="stardust"] arrived. "No frakking kidding." Eruna replied to her. Looking about she asked "Where do you suppose we are?" She looked about further and wondered "Wonder if anyone else made it out. Maybe in better shape than we did."

@@Isis Fontana @Simone @Break
 

Darth Torment

Juggernaut
Writer
Walking through the ship she sneered as she seen bodies everywhere and beamed her senses around when she suddenly picked up on something a way behind her, sneering more from underneath her new trademarked gas mask she looked back and altered her course as she found it far more interesting there would be survivors, let alone a fringer on this vessel..especially one she had worked with on several occasion..

Lucien she hissed under her breath as she started walking toward the opposite end of the ship and stalked his location, she was not injured other than a slight migraine she sustained from the crash and the fact she is in a foul mood, Isis would rather be among the CIS than a fringer.. and seems he has company with him.@[member="Eruna Delmarra"] @[member="Lucien Cordel"]

@stardust @[member="Eruna Delmarra"] @[member="Lucien Cordel"]
 

Break

System Reboot
Writer
"Left arm, critical condition." he noted as he was unable to break open the door with it alone. Break wedged a piece of metal between the door and forced it open. The lights on this part of the ship flickered as he walked down the hallway. He smelled burning flesh, a VERY strong draft of it came through the vents. Had he been human this would have have made him sick. The strong iron scent mixed with the burning flesh and hair smell. Dead and dying people scattered around him he calculated the chances of life, none would survive. slowly he hears the maniacal laughter of @[member="Incinerator Clayton"] , "perhaps someone is in need of assistance..."


@[member="Isis Fontana"] @[member="stardust"] @[member="Eruna Delmarra"] @[member="Lucien Cordel"]@[member="Simone"]
 
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