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Time: 0900
To: PSGT Rogueboy, LCPL Havock, PFC Karash, PVT Grahim, PVT Raelene
From: CPL StarFruit
Subject: RSS Outing
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MESSAGE BEGIN

Morning, RSS members! I know it's early, and i know that you all were hoping to enjoy the break from those boring and... dangerous, missions for a while, but I have a better way for you to do that. It's much better than just loafing around on your bums doing nothing. We, the newly established RSS, are going out for our first race together.

I know that some of you do not yet have swoops, which is why I am making our first trip completely optional. If you do not have a swoop, you do not have to go. But if you would like to go anyways, to just sit and watch, or even learn, you may. Or, even if you do have a swoop, you don't have to go. If you are not going, just let me know in a reply to this message. if you are going to just meet me in the hanger bay at the time I am going to tell you later on in this message.

For those of you who are going to participate, this race is a team race. No, it is not a relay race of any type. It is just a race that allows teams to enter. This way, there are more chances for a team to win. The winning racer wins the race and the prize for their whole team. That's a sweet deal right? I thought so. The thing is, the teams must be of three or more, meaning that I will need at least two other going along with me to this race. As for where the race will be held, it will be on Naboo. Yeah, I know. It's odd, but the Gungans want to bring some more money from tourism in. Which is why they have revamped their old swoop track to make it even longer. It goes over all terrains of the world. Meaning that this track will go over the water, through the plains, through certain blocked off parts in the cities and so forth. The only place it will not go is underwater. There are obvious as to why that is. So don't ask me any stupid questions on why the track isn't going to underwater. That includes you Grahim.

As for race time, it is in about three days. We will be getting there early tomorrow morning. The flight there is about twelve standard hours, so we will be leaving the hanger of Tadath at around 1900 hours. This gives us a good ten hours to get our things ready and get out of here. Once we land on Naboo, we will set up camp at their space port. We will be rooming in a nice hotel. I will be paying for us, so don't worry about scrounging together any credits. Once we get there, we will have two days before the race. This will give us time to scout out the area, and just have fun for a while, or even just work on our swoops after buying some new parts.

Alright. After two days of having fun or scouting out the cities or even he track itself, the race comes. Below are the details of the race. Look at them closely. No, I did not hack into any systems to get this info. The organizer of the race sent it to all team captains.

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Race Type:Team
Place: Naboo
Terrain: Multi
Laps: 3
Average Lap time: 45 standard minutes
Track layout
First - City
Second - Water
Third - Plains
Fourth - Swamp
Fifth - Hills
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And there we go. That's all I have for right now. Be sure to be at the hanger at 1800. That's an hour before we launch. Don't be late. I'm not going to be waiting for anyone.

Thank you,

ASL/CPL Caldwin



MESSAGE END
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"Well. There we go." Jaenna Caldwin sighed and she pressed the send button on her data pad, sending the message to those on the send list for the RSS. Running a hand through her hair, she sighed again, looking about her condo with those sea-foam eyes of hers. Everything seemed so... apathetic this week. It was boring really. But this trip was sure to bring out the fun in everyone. Not only that, but it was chance for her to show her competetive side, which was rather... vicious. If that's the right word to use.

Shaking her head slightly, her eyes closed for a moment, she got any thoughts of the past missions out of her head. These next few days were going to be fun. There would be no thinking about missions or the army at all. No ranks were to be mentioned, no positions. Just fun. That was all that Jaenna was going to allowed. Of course, she felt a little bad with the whole self-claiming as the captain of the RSS team. But who else would do it? She didn't think that Havock would do it, only because it was well... Havock after all. But if it came up, Jae would surely hand over the place as Capatin.

"Bah." Jaenna coughed softly, holding a closed fist up to her lips as her lungs jolted about during the short coughing fit. "What the frack... I can't get sick now." But considering what she had been doing, it would be a surprise if she didn't get sick. It had been raining lately on Tadath, and no one had a love of rain like Jaenna. It reminded her of Naboo, the wetness, the coolness. The pure... comforting feel that it gave her as the small droplets struck her cheeks and face and ran down her skin, drenching her with their comfort. She couldn't help it. Naboo was one of the best places she had ever been. Although... she hadn't actually been there in a while. So going back... "Damn... I have to see her, don't I?"

The 'her' that Jaw was talking about was of course her old care-giver, Opah'jus wife. Her name is Kil'arte, and she's a very pretty, probably wrinkled by now, Gungan. She had been devisated when Jae told her about how her parents butchered Daddy Opah. But now, since she was going back Naboo for the first time since she left at such a young age, she would have to make time for herself to go visit the old Gungan woman. "By the swamprats god..." Jaenna gently slapped one of her palms to her forehead, dragging it down her face slowly, sighing as she did so.

Maybe this trip wasn't going to be so fun...

But hell. Jaenna would try as hard as she could to not let the depression, that was sure to hit once they landed on Naboo, get to the rest of the team. Jaenna Caldwin was going to try her dammed hardest to make this trip one of the best for her friends and team mates. It was the least she could do for them.

"Alright. Time to pack." Still talking to herself softly, Jaenna let out a huff, squaring her shoulders, as if preparing for a hard task that was to come. She trotted into her room, and set about packing two bags. One for her day clothes, and another for her swoop racing outfit and her tools.

Then, she stopped. She reached under her pillow and pulled out her DC-15 pistol. Looking at it with a concerned and slightly confused look in her sea-foam eyes, she contemplated whether or not it would be a good idea to take it along.

She stuck in her bag.

With thoughts of the race, having fun, and Mamma Kil'arte on her mind, she continued to pack, hoping that the next few days would live up to the thoughts in her head.

Quote:NEBULON-Q
Category:      Swoop
Corporation:     Mobquet Bikes & Speeders
Altitude:     0-50 m
Speed:     600 kmh
Weapon(s): 1xBlaster cannon
Length:     3 m
Crew:     1
Passengers:     -
Cover:     1/4
Cargo:     5 kg

OOC:

Alright! Finally! I got it posted! Haha. Anyways. All of you who want to participate in the story can just make a post where you are getting ready. Then once all of you have posted once, I will make the post where we leave the hanger and set out for Naboo. On the bottom of your first post, in a 'Quote' box, be sure to post a small Swoop Profile, that way I know what kind of swoop you are racing with. The one above this OOC box will be the example. Get to posting guys!

Grahim was searching for his Swoop because it had been sometime since he had used it. “It isa good to return home for sometime now even if it isa to race but mesa can meet old friends and relatives” Grahim thought. Grahim found his swoop. Grahim found Havock searching for her swoop as well. Grahim started his swoop to see if it still was running.

“Ey Grahim if you want I can take a look on your swoop later because it doesn’t seem to go entirely pain free” Havock said.

“Thanks Hav mesa isa not going to forget this, Should mesa put it some where? And mesa thought yousa already had packed.” Grahim answered.

“Yeah I packed everything else except m swoop. And you can put it next to my Swoop because I have to check mine out to.” Hav said.

“How isa it feeling to go to Naboo?” Grahim asked.

“It is like going to any planet, but it must be feeling good to see your home once again isn’t it?” Hav said.

“Yesa it isa but mesa don’t know if mesa mother isa still alive” Grahim said.

“What about your father then?” Hav asked.

“Hesa was killed by Vast Empire Stormtroops” Grahim said.

“Aren’t you angry on the Vast Empire then?” Hav asked.

“Nosa hesa was killed when mesa was 3 standard years old” Grahim answered.

“Okay, I am sorry. Why did you leave Naboo?” Hav asked

“Because mesa killed a Gungan by mistake at the training facility and if wouldn’t have been the generals son mesa wouldn’t have been banished from the army and then wesa could have been enemies instead of friends.” Grahim answered. Grahim and Havock was walking towards the Hangar.

“I will check them in the Hangar” Hav said. Grahim left his swoop in havocks capable hands to go and see if Kar, Rae or maybe Jae was up for a game of Pazak

Quote:SKYBIRD SWOOP
Corporation:     Mobquet Bikes & Speeders
Altitude:     0-35 m
Speed:     650 kmh
Weapon(s):     -
Length:     4.2 m
Crew:     1
Passengers:     -
Cover:     1/4
Cargo:     1 kg

Today had not been a good start for Raelene. Everything that could go wrong did and everything that didn’t probably would. Frustrated at what was happening in her day, she made her way down to the hanger.

Raelene smiled at the sight of her relatively new swoop setting in the hanger. She had a swoop back home on Corellia but never one like this. Sitting down on the swoop, Rae checked her messages and smirked at the one from Jae.

“A race on Naboo, huh? Perfect.”  The smirk still played at her lips as the words left her lips. It was just the thing Rae needed to feed the competitiveness that was yearning inside her.

She lightly patted the swoop and revved the engine. Rae decided to go on a little joyride to kill the frustration that was mounting from the start of the day.

Later, back in her room, Rae started to gather things for the trip. Grabbing her bag, she started to shove the things in the bag not even caring about organizing the various items within it.

Rae was unsure on bringing anything dealing with her army life as this was only at a race on a different planet. Not official business. She stared at the various pieces of equipment lying around the room for a few minutes contemplating a choice but ultimately decided against it.

Rae was really excited about the racing her swoop. It would be her first ever trip to the planet of Naboo and she wanted to really see the sights around there. Rae took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

Her day was a little better after the little joyride and preoccupying herself with packing her things. Rae was just hoping that the day just doesn’t turn into complete and utter crap again.

After getting her stuff together, Raelene left to grab a drink and something to eat. Then, to see what everyone else was doing before they headed out to Naboo.
       

Quote:KV-1 Swoop 
Category: Swoop
Corporation: Kuat Vehicles
Altitude: 0-50 m
Speed: 650 kmh
Weapon(s): -
Length: 3.5 m
Crew: 1
Passengers: -
Cover: 1/4
Cargo: 1 kg

It was almost time to get going.

Jaenna had her bag ready, her swoop was already in the transport that was still resting in the hanger, and her DC-15 was at her side. Dressed in her normal clothing, she looked way more casual than usual. Her hair was even up in a messy bun, and the girl had her glasses on for the first time in a while. Even with all of this though, she still seemed like she was ready for some fight.

After all, Jae was a feisty one.

Thinking about that, a smile spread her pale pink lips across her cheeks, her eyes brightening as she looked out her condo window, just waiting for the right time to head down to the hanger and meet everyone.

But there was still something on her mind was sure to bother her for the whole trip, and most likely the entire time she would be there. The fact that she would eventually have to visit the old gungan woman made her stomach churn. It threatened to make her sick, but she was able to hold it down... Hopefully she would be able to hold it down for the whole trip.

Hopefully.

For about the eleventh time within the past twenty minutes, Jaenna looked down at her wrist crono, checking to see if it was time to head down yet. A sigh left her lips as the crono read only 1730. She had asked everyone to meet her at the hanger at 1800. But the fact of the matter was: the girl was getting antsy. She wanted to get there soon, but it was still a long trip to the world anyways. They would be there a few days early too. Honestly, she had no idea why she was so ready to get going. Maybe it was the idea of finally taking a nice break, doing something she enjoyed, being with her friends.

1740.

Still twenty minutes to go. 

Foot tapping, fingers drumming a beat on the pane of the window that she was staring out of, mind racing, Jaenna Caldwin wanted to run down there and go. "Hrm. Getting there early might not be bad." She said, speaking to no one but herself. After making up her mind, she turned on her heel, jogged out the door, and raced down the steps, down the street and finally stopped in the hanger, looking at the ship that they would use as transport. It was her personal ship. The Theta-class T-2c Personnel Transport. It held two crew members, and five passengers. So it was perfect for this trip.

With a smile on her face, she jogged up the boarding ramp and into the passenger area of the ship. She set her bags down on the round table that was big enough for seven people to sit around and then made her way into the cockpit.

Taking a seat in the pilot's chair, she looked out the main viewport and smiled. She couldn't help but smile. Her team would soon be on the way to their first race. It was exciting. And Jaenna 'Star' Caldwin was ecstatic.

OOC:

Alright guys. Time to start showing up at the hanger. I don't care which one of you decides to post the lift-off the post, but make sure that you write in every body being on the ship. I'm looking a squad story type of writing style. Not just singular character writing.

POST POST POST!

As Karash made his way to the transport where the group were meant to be meeting he realised that the last time he went to a Swoop race he had been sitting in a private area, his father was a gambler as well as a drunk. He also remembered that the last time he went his father lost a small fortune because of dealings with a crime syndicate and how he was almost killed when a bike flew into the crowd.

“This must be it.” Karash said to himself as he entered the hanger.

As Karash entered the hanger and looked around he could see the ship that was waiting for him, he knew instantly the model of the ship, its armaments and most of its technical specifications; although Karash did not like to admit it his father did teach him a lot about ship because it was the family business. He had expected to be travelling in a flying tin can even though it was not quite what Karash usually travelled in privately it would do.

Karash was slightly over dressed for travelling to a swoop race as he was in a suit and wearing a very odd looking hat but he was oblivious to how much of an idiot he looked. As he walked up on to the ship there did not appear to be any one else there yet but as Karash walked further on to the ship he saw a few bags resting on a table it was then that he also heard voices coming from the cockpit; Karash placed his bag down near the others but far enough away so they didn’t touch to make sure his didn’t get dirty.

As Karash made his way over to the cockpit he realised that he was acting like a spoilt little rich boy again and decided to try and amend his thoughts. As he opened the door he saw Havock and Jae sitting there joking about something and each looked over to Karash.

“Hey Kar.” They both said simultaneously.

Karash gave a nod to them both before asking “When is everyone else meant to be getting here?”

“Any time now.” Jae answered, “So Karash what do you think of the ship.

“Well as far Theta-class ships go this is an alright model however I have travelled in far…” Karash was babbling on about ships and starting to sound snobby.

“What are you talking about?” once again they almost said it in unity.

“Nothing the ship is fine, everything is fine.” Karash was trying to change the subject.

He stood and spoke to Hav and Jae for a little while before going to sit down and read something from his data pad, the quicker everyone got here the quicker they could be on their way. Karash hated travelling long distances and he hoped that it would be a good flight.

Rogue looked at the body that he had chosen it was a Bespin Motors JR-4 Swoop that looked like it was half rusted, sighing RB realized he had a lot of work ahead of him he quickly typed up a message to Starfruit.

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Dear Starfruit,

I won’t be able to make it for the race, take off without me, going to take me some time before I can start racing. Started a swoop from scratch need to fix it up and test it.

Love,
Rogue

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It had always been an ongoing joke between themselves in their datapads to be cordial with one another, truth was when they were on a mission they were always watching each others asses and making sure neither got hurt. Rogue had suspected that it was because Star was the assistant squad leader and that her regards towards him were purely professional meanwhile his were more personal in that he wanted to see her succeed and rise through the ranks.

Patch gave a loud beep signaling that someone was entering Rogue’s domain, RB wondered how he ever survived without the use of the little droid that he has stolen and reprogrammed from some New Republic base. There was a knock on the door.

Opening the door Rogue immediately sized the person at the door down. “What can I do for you?” He asked, as he noticed that the man had a pistol attached to his belt as a side arm.

“I hear your building a swoop?” The man asked as Rogue stared at him.

“How is that of any concern to you? And I would assume that you know because Trevel told you?” Rogue said matter of factly.

“I am in the business of…how shall I say it acquiring cheap parts, and turning around and selling them. Trevel recommended that I speak to you.” The man said as he looked over his shoulder before adding. “May I come in?”

Rogueboy stepped aside and let the man pass noticing that as he moved he kept an extendable stun rod under his cloak. Closing the door Rogue followed the cloaked man into his dinette, the man carefully placed his thumb between his belt buckle and himself before sitting down, signaling that he had a throwing knife hidden there.

“First off, what are your priorities with swoop?” The man asked.

“Looks like we might be doing some racing so I’m going to go with speed.” Rogue answered as he opened his cryo-fridge and pulled out a container of blue milk, holding it up to the strange man in the gesture of asking if he wants it.
The man nodded before returning to the topic at hand. “So lightweight, good torque, no brakes, any weapons?”

It was always good to have a weapon on hand, at least that’s what Rogue thought however the shape of the blaster barrel could catch wind and slow him down. “No weapons.” He said in a matter of fact tone.

The man’s visage did not register any surprise to Rogue’s answer, RB set the two glasses and filled them with the thick blue substance. “For the engine I could get you the starting model for eight-hundred imperial credits, coolants starting from three hundred credits, accelerators for six hundred, traction controllers for two hundred, and power supplies for two hundred as well.”

“I think we can come to some sort of an agreement.” Was all Rogue said as a sly grin played across his features.

OOC:

OOC: Leave Rogue out of the Naboo race, never boarded or some other such thing. I want to try to see how difficult it is to post about creating something as opposed to destroying something which is what we usually do.