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*finally pushing the tank into the Reluctant's fighter bay* ....*%^(%&*^%!! How many times am I gonna have to walk through a force field to be able to talk again? *stops pushing the tank and looks around. There are several racks of TIE-Defenders he sees, and one T/D that someone decided to just park on the floor. He pulls over a mechanic that happened to be walking by.* Hey, were the tractor beams in here ever damaged? *"Believe it or not, no. This is probably the one point on the ship that hasn't sustained significant damage."* Then why is that fighter parked there instead of on a rack? *"Huh? What fighter?"* That Defender right there. On the ground. With the hatch open. *" What are you talking about?" TDK finally gives up and lets the machanic go. The mchanic walks over toward the T/D and before smashing into it, just walks around it and continues his path.. Meanwhile TDK is more confused than ever.*
TDK
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 10:13:28 (MDT) 
Attempting to relax before having to force-push the _Insufficiently Reluctant_ into a stable orbit around Venus, Jadesfire looks around the now-clean bridge....and a dark whisper crosses her mind. A familiar whisper.......Jumping up and swearing loudly and inventively, Jadesfire stalks the bridge, earning terrified looks from the command crew. Clipping her lightsaber to her utility belt, she puts in orders for the chief pilot, who quickly exits out of his Jedi Knight game, to attempt to make a controlled crash-landing.....then slips out of the bridge to hunt her quarry....
<There can be only one!>
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 11:03:34 (MDT) 
*walks over to the tank and pops open the hatch.* Hey, could one of you guys send a message to Admiral Jadesfire? *one of the spiders walks forward.* Ok, tell her I think we have a Force-using intruder on board.
TDK
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 11:37:17 (MDT) 
Almost immediately the irritated voice of the Admiral was projected through one spider. "Yeah, I know.....He managed to survive, somehow....I'm going to need your help on this...I haven't had any sleep in weeks and I'm no real match for him at the moment...."

- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 11:42:03 (MDT) 

*Field Marshal Woodlouse has a dance around the bridge, people stare, he stops*
Field Marshal Woodlouse
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 11:49:54 (MDT) 
*To the spiders* Would one of you mind telling me how ANYONE can take a 64 megaton blast and survive?
TDK
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 12:07:25 (MDT) 
Officer : Captain, we have detected a strange device.... it looks like to be a Genesis Device. Cyborg Stan : Position and Heading? Officer : It's heading right into Earth! Cyborg Stan : WHAT?! Tractor it out. Request that Darva shoot it into Lurkerspace. Those things are a little unstable....
Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 12:54:45 (MDT) 
*The spider looks around and when non of the other spiders pipes up, turns around and shrugs its "shoulders."* Ok, you're coming with me then. Can you see that TIE-Defender over there? *"No."* Good. Now project a rough wireframe in front of my eyes of everything you see. *The spider salutes and in a tiny voice says "Yes, Sir" then climbs up onto TDK's forehead.*
TDK
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 12:59:18 (MDT) 
*In the Terran Computer Advisor Voice from Starcraft* Computer : Damage to the biosphere is extreme. Severe storms rage across the entire planet, and pollutants caused by falling debris are wrecking further havoc. The oxygen content has dropped by a full percent point, and will likely drop another five if a course of preventive action is not taken. World-wide temputures will drop below below zero for most parts of the planet......
Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 13:14:12 (MDT) 
*Collecting all his fighters, the Drakelord jumps out-system, heading for the nearest friendly space dock for repairs and refits. One man however, stays behind. In his specially modifed armed shuttle, Cyborg Stan continues to moniter the planet. Setting down in a remote spot, he sets some nanobots to build a oxygen facility in a remote mountain range. Taking off, he sets up eleven more around the planet. They'll last... he knew that. He then sets back into space...*
Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Friday, August 13, 1999 at 13:32:35 (MDT) 
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