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Topic:  Run of a Lifetime
Anival Velasquez
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Anival Velasquez
 
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  Run of a Lifetime
June 26, 2010 1:10:38 PM    View the profile of Anival Velasquez 
Anival waited impatiently next to the Dragons Wrath and the Earth breaker . The Dragons wraith was a Swampi fighter, while the other was a Starhammer-class fighter. He was in a comfortable outfit, a dark brown tunic, black pants, and a pair of brown boots. 

Anival hated waiting, but in this once case, it was a wait well worth it, he was meeting to others, they didn't know each other well, but they had somehow been drawn together for the even t they were going to undergo. Anival laid back against the fighter, waiting, waiting. Five minutes later Anival heard shoes on the tiled hall.

Darien walked out smiling, he was eager as Anival was. Darien was wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt, and dark green cargo pants, Anival thought it wierd to see a fellow trooper out of armor.

Another fact Anival resented was his stature, of course he was within normal heights for a human in the galaxy, and on his own planet he was tall, considering there, the gravity was stronger, but here, he was a dwarf. Anival mentally frowned, and managed a smile.

"Hey."

"Hey!" one thing Anival liked about being from a high gravity world, was that although your body was shorter, it's bones were also stronger, and in a lighter gravity environment it could withstand a bit more crush than normal bones, and he was more agile.

"Wheres Lucky?"

"Celine will be here in a bit." responded Anival

"Well, how long have you been waiting?"

"Not long" lied Anival.

Anival looked into the Swampi fighter, a astromech was already shirlling away.

"Damn it, she's taking forever."

"Patience." came a feminine voice, Anival looked around.

"Were are you."

"In the Earthbreaker."

Anival turned to look and saw she was indeed in the fighter.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I like eaves-dropping" she flashed a toothy smile.

Anival sighed. "Alright lets get to it!"

Anival climbed into the Earth Breaker and started the lift off sequence.

"meet you up there Darien." Anival pressed a switch that closed the hatch, the ship powered up, and took of right after Dariens vessel.

"Can't wait!" Lucky beamed.

"Well we still have some work to do when we got on board. Some last minute touches."

"I know but still!"

Anival shrugged, within minutes he could see the ship itself.

OOC:

First posts are always the shortest

Weare on the ship, we have some last minute adjustments to make. etc.
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D-Crowe
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D-Crowe
 
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  RE: Run of a Lifetime
June 26, 2010 1:59:15 PM    View the profile of D-Crowe 
“Guys, this is gonna be AWESOME!” D said over the comm. as the landed in the small hangar on The Eastern Serpent.

They powered down the fighters, and the Dealer who sold them the ship made sure the hangar was pressurized, and they got out. The ship dealer shook Anival’s hand, and gave him the codes to start the ship.

“Are the parts we requested her on the ship?” Lucky asked an eyebrow raised.

“Yes they are, you’ll find them in the cargo hold.”

“Okay thanks, we’ll take it from here.” Anival said a grin on his face.

They first headed to the cargo hold and easily found the hyperdrive parts and the other few system upgrades. Lucky and Anival went to work on the Hyperdrive, and D grabbed the auto-targeting computers for the heavy Ion cannons. He opens the panel to access the innards of the ion cannons targeting systems, and started disassembling them, and added in the auto targeting computers. He ran a diagnostic of it and everything seemed to be functional. He then accessed the programming for the main laser cannon’s targeting systems and edited it and made it run better and faster.

“That should do it.” D said to himself as he dusted his hands off.

He then went to the controls for the concussion missile launcher and made some “adjustments” so it would be easier to lock-on to enemies. He ran another diagnostic and everything was working perfectly.

“Weapons and targeting systems are ready,” D said over the comm.
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Anival Velasquez
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  RE: Run of a Lifetime
June 26, 2010 4:43:41 PM    View the profile of Anival Velasquez 
The last of the adjustments had been made, and they were ready. Anival stood up and bumped his head on a pipe sticking out, Celine laughed. Anival looked at her. "Not funny" he mumbled, that only brought more laughter.

"Alright, I'm done." it was Darien.

"We are too. Going to the cockpit."

"Alright lets get going!"

Once tucked in the chair, Anival sat at the Weapons Computer, lucky at the controls, and Darien in the navigation computer. Darien tapped some keys and lucky hit a button, pretty soon they were in hyperspace. going to the unknown, the secret place were the event was held every ten years. The Heap race, as it had it had been come to be known. They arrived without incident, and docked with a space station. And exited.

Inside the station were countless species, many of them were checking in. Anival smiled he saw someone from his home planet, which was rare,  it was a sad fact that if the man found him, he would try to kill him, but Anival had changed, so he doubted any problems would occur. They walked side by side to the desk, and checking in. They got their room key, and their match number, they would be in Round 3.

"Well, an hour is left before the first match, lets go check out our room and then come back to get something to eat."

"Ye can watch da match o'er there whiles you eat." The man pointed to a table which had a holo floating around.

They walked four halls over until the room was discovered, Anival opend the door, and sighed. He expected more. One bed in the far corner, and a couch near a Closet, no TV. A sink, and the freshers. All in all, the room was barren.

"Well not much is it." Muttered Lucky in disgust.

"Hey the coach is a bed too!"

Anival turned to look, he guessed that he and Darien would share the couch.

"Well, lets get back out there, we only have forty minutes before the first round, and the races begin."

They sat at the table that had been shown to them. And ordered drinks. The match started as the trio started their third drink. None of the drinks alcoholic, they needed to be alert.

"Ladies and Gentleman. " Began the announce, the Holograph jumped to life. "Welcome to our main event. Round one of The first five will begin."

"Team Go'rith, Team Hin'lo, Team Dancing Rith, Team Rancor bait, Team Claw, Team Qio'esi, and Team Doni will face off first." As the announcer spoke the fearsome ships arrived at the starting mark, most of them had obvious illegal mods, not that it mattered. Some escape pods could be seen. 

The obvious fascination of the trios faces could be seen. Anival smiled and looked at Celin, and Darien in turn.

"5."

"4."

"3."

"2."

"1."

"GO!"

A  green line appeared out of nowhere along it were several space mines, and they were moving, the first ship flew off, a Theta, and was instantly pounded by rockets, its powerful shields held, until it hit a mine, and it erupted violently into a shower of sparks, a miniature supernovae.

The others started for the red spheres at the end of the green lane, firing at each other.
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Luckystar
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  RE: Run of a Lifetime
June 26, 2010 10:34:23 PM    View the profile of Luckystar 
Lucky watched the start of the match, her gaze almost staring and sipping at her drink at the same time. One ship seemed to be down already, this didn't look good to her right now. if one team was out this early in the game, what would their fate be?

"Hmm...Well, let's hope we fare better" she mumbled under her breath as she took another swig of her drink.

"Have confidence Celine" Darien spoke quietly, also watching the match.

"As we're watching this match as well as the next we'll know what to expect and be alittle more prepared for what's coming"  Anival spoke quickly, diverting his gaze back to the match at hand.

They watched in silence for a few minutes, their facial expressions speaking louder than words. The match was intense, the mines were moving pretty quickly as well as randomly, Lucky had half expected there to be some strategic movements on the mines' part but wasn't surprised when she figured they had a mind of their own.

"This is going to be a tough one either way" Darien spoke, breking the tense silence, Celine and Anival nodded their agreement, their eyes glued to the action that was unfolding before them.

"Patience Grasshopper" Celine spoke "we'll find out once we get in that arena, until then let's watch and study this round and part of the next one. Our turn will be coming soon enough"

As she finished speaking she saw another explosion, a ship had collided with another mine but it had gone too quickly for her to tell what ship was eliminated.

"Oh wow! What a way to go!" exclaimed the announcer.
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