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| Honor Harrington |
Posted: Nov 7 2009, 07:34 PM
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Honor laughed as he stood, even if he was slightly wary of Kyrton. Of course, they both served Logan-he was the man with the grand plan after all-so Kyrton would probably obey him, for now at least. That was one problem down then, now for one more.
"Crazy?" Honor responded to Crys. "Of course we are. The galaxy is being invaded by a religious genocidal extra-galactic race with no chance of negotiation. Of the three powers in this galaxy, the New Republic chooses to sit on its hands; the Empire chooses to close their eyes as if the problem doesn't exist and the Force knows what the Chiss are up to." "So?" Crys shot back. "What does that have to do with anything?" Kyrton laughed, coming up beside Honor. "Everything, girl. Think. If the governments won’t take the fight to the Yuuzhan Vong, what can we do?" "What are you saying?" Crys replied. “That we need to kill them all? How hard can it be?” Honor laughed and bounced his lightsaber from hand to hand. "Well, it would be fun but no, that’s not what we’re saying. If the New Republic won’t take the fight to the Vong, we have to take the fight with the Vong to them." Crys fell silent for a moment and Honor turned and bobbed his head at Kyrton. "Head on over to the shuttle, I'll meet you there." Kyrton nodded, gesturing for Torin to follow him. The two left the room seconds later, leaving only Honor and Crys. "Look," Honor said. "It's as simple as this. You have power, untrained, unfocused, chaotic perhaps, but power nonetheless. You can either rot on this rock, or come with us and learn to use that power. The choice is yours." Crys balked. "Die on a lava planet or join a bunch of insane fanatics. Great choices." Honor shrugged. "Fair enough, I'll just have to help you make a decision then." Before Crys could ask what he meant, Honor took a step forward and brought a hand down on the back, of Crys’ neck, knocking her out. Dumping her relatively light body over his shoulder, he walked back to Logan's shuttle, smiling as he entered. "What happened?" Kyrton asked, clearly amused. Honor grinned. "Well, she found a bar in the room, and you know kids and alcohol these days." -------------------- Accessory(ies): Corellian Medallion
Weapon(s): Blaster Rifle, Mandalorian armor (Vibroknife, flamethrower, plus whatever else Mandalorian armor carries) Droid(s): None Credits: 1600 Ship(s): Blue Vein Current Location: Ithor If you only watch after your own hide, you're not a man. -Fenn Shysa, Former Mand'alor Kriffing Mandalorians -Jaina Solo |
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