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Post by haku on Jun 25, 2005 19:23:00 GMT -5
A giant floating facility located in the lower parts of the skies. Owned by O'Cuth Dranen. Only he and his employees know how to get there.
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Post by haku on Jun 25, 2005 20:18:10 GMT -5
O'Cuth slept in his room on the highest spire of Coldstar HG. The lights were dimmed and only the faint glow of the outside world that leaked past the tinted glass curtains lit the room.
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Post by haku on Jun 29, 2005 0:50:37 GMT -5
O'Cuth was awoken by a slow steady rythmic beeping sound. It was his private comlink.
O'Cuth sat up and reached for the comlink which was on his night stand.
"This is Cuth." he said.
"Cuth. I need a new ship.", a voice said simply stating it's want. It was Riddley the ranaway Jedi.
"Yeah sure, getting it for you rightaway."
Cuth closed the message channel and ordered a new ship one of Riddley's ships to be sent to him. The comlink had tracked his postions but Cuth was unaware of where he was, as Riddley had requested. it was a simple system. Riddley called Cuth on an special tracking line that only Cuth could activate. The channel goes tot he Coldstar HQ mainframe computer which sends Riddley's corrdinates to a autompiloted ship then which was deleted from the mainframe computer. And that was it. The ship went of to Riddley's corridnates and he got his ship.
Far down down in the bowls of Coldstar HQ another Goldline raced out of the launch bay off towards Riddley.
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Post by haku on Jun 29, 2005 21:35:56 GMT -5
Cuth rolled back over putting his comlink over on the nightstand. He hated that thing, tomorrow he would make a new system for Riddley. His idea was so, unorganized.
Cuth slept all the way thorugh the rest of the night.
In the morning he woke up, and went and took a shower using all his special bathing lotions and such, and then each to highest class breakfast in his dining hall. He then looked at the his enterprises activites and accomplishments over the day and sent all the messages he needed for orders on production and research.
Then it was time for him to observe the final steps of his "special project". Operation Small Build is almost complete.
: Soon, it will be finished my friend. : O'Cuth said to himself.
: Soon, so soon. :
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Post by haku on Jun 29, 2005 21:40:21 GMT -5
O'Cuth went his way to a turbo lift and went down to the his personal hangar.
The hangar was so clean a perfect it seemed like it had never been used, it was exactly like O'Cuth wanted it.
In the middle of the hangar was his personal luxury shuttle. It had no name because it didn't need one, it was so simple O'Cuth saw no need for it to be named fr it served no special purpose for him.
(to Personal Shuttle)
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