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He fires up the engines and departs the carrier*
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[b]she sits on the floor cross legged, closes her eyes and begins mediating [/b]
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The ship enters warp* "you must be bored."
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"There isn't much for a Jedi to do on a ship such as the Cyprus carrier"
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"Does this "religion" only permit you to do... Whatever you are doing?"
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"It is not a religion"
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"Seems like one."
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"Jedi are peacekeepers not religious zealots"
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"Anyway.. The storm on the planet we are heading to.. It seems artificial, almost as if... No one wants that factory found."
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"And?"
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"Just noting what the scanners find so far."
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"Inform me when we get there" [b]she goes back to meditating[/b]
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Several minutes later, the ship exits warp and heads towards the planet, lit up by lightning strikes every so often* "looks like were here."
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[b]she stands up[/b]
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The ship flies through the storm barrier and gets a view of the factory* "ill land not too far away from it."
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"Alright"
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"This goes without saying, but the storm has masked our approach." he grabs a Shrapnel Launcher and a Wire Rifle as the ship descends*
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[b]she walks over to the airlock and waits pulling her hood over her head[/b]
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It is raining as the ship's airlock opens* "if the scans are correct, there is an overwatch ledge not too far from the front."
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"Lead the way"
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He runs to the ledge and uses his rifle to scout*
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[b]she follows[/b]
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"It looks like... A robot foundry..."
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"Alright what kind if robots?"
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"Looks like robot soldiers. Some standard, some without protruding heads... Looking further."