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Sorry, thought he had expired already. haha.

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*Daan turns and faces Zorvon, standing over his broken body*

Daan: It's over Kovasn. Goodbye.

*Daan's lightsaber hilts fly off of his belt, ignite, and stab through Zorvon's body. Daan walks over, pulls the blades out of the Kovasn's body, and with a swift stroke severes Zorvon's head from his body.*

*He turns back to Atrian*

Daan: We've wasted enough time here. I wanted to stop Revan, but she's made it back to her ship already. They will active the Shadow Generators soon, and the planet will be completely consumed. We have to leave now!

((Meanwhile))

Col. Norad: The Mandalorians are in position now.

Yi'shar: Move the fleet back. Give them the illusion that you are retreating, and draw them after you. When the Shadow Generators are activated, it will create a vacuum that will draw the Mandalorian ships back to the planet, but your fleet will be at a safe enough distance to remain unaffected.

Col. Norad: *turns to the pilot* Make it so.

Pilot: Aye Colonel.

*a communications technician enters the bridge.*

Tech: Sir, we're receiving massive communications from the rest of the fleet wanting to know what is happening. And Republic command has also contacted us, demanding to know what is going on.

Yi'shar: I'll handle it. *Yi'shar walks towards the communications console.*

you been posting up a storm bud.

Thanks dude.

Zeph, why you feel like you gotta make those comments, huh? you coulda gone without saying anything like that.

well, things are a little slow now Zeph. Hi there.

Vector runs out the door behind Sara. Yi'shar shakes his head. "Great, that's all we need," and follows the two down the hall and out of the building.

Col. Norad: *looks at Yi'shar again, then walks to the main control station* Step aside Captain.

*He begins workin on the computer*

Col. Norad: Master Jedi, all of my ships are outfitted with master override command consoles. It is only to be used in extreme emergencies, and can only be activated by one person, the fleet commander. This ship alone has the controls to my fleet. Each fleet is set to a specific frequency, and none can cross control the other fleets. I'm initiating an override retreat command.

*the command goes through, and the fleet pilots lose control of their craft. Norad's ship alone controls his ships now*

Col. Norad: *turning back to Yi'shar* I hope you  realize that by doing that, my career as a Colonel in the Republic Space fleet is over now. As soon as the Republic command hears of this, I'll be facing a court martial.

Yi'shar: The Jedi council will be on your side, Norad. Revan has fallen to the darkside, and her orders are now meaningless. She has been stripped of her authority, though not of her power. You have done the best thing for your men. We will need them again very soon, I'm afraid, and that's why Revan wanted them dead.

hey, sounds good man.

Name: Sev Calmen

Race: Human

Age: 33

Homeworld: Unknown.

Background: Calmen is a successful smuggler and bounty hunter, basing his operations out of a small station on the icy planet of Rhen Var. He was hired by the Republic as a transport pilot at the outset of the Mandalorian wars, and was then recruited by the Jedi to gather intelligence and report on Revan's activities. Revan disappeared soon after the battle of Malachor V and Sev's mission became finding out what happened to Revan and Malak, and investigate the strange disappearences or abductions of Jedi knights.

Affiliation: Republic/Jedi; but no force capabilities.

Weapons: Modified blaster rifle/rocket launcher; dual vibroswords; wristblade gauntlets; sometimes a modified sniper rifle

Ship: A small cruiser used for smuggling. Sev incorperated stolen technology from Mandalorian Battledroid ships, making it faster and more manuverable than other cruisers in its class. Sev also upgraded the shielding and weapon systems to make it a deadly gun ship. He also added a new exo-skin technology that keeps IR output to a minimum and absorbs scanner frequencies, making it very difficult to detect.

Col. Norad: *looks at Yi'shar, then turns to the pilot* Take the ship out of range of the planet. Have the fleet fall back to a safe position.

Pilot: But sir our orders...

Col. Norad: You have your orders, pilot. Make it so!

*the fleet begins to move back from Malachor V.*

((Meanwhile))

*Daan holds his blade to Zorvon's throat.*

Daan: Give it up, Kovasn. It's not worth it!

hahahaha, nice. Interesting Starr............interesting. haha