Male Zeltron Hotshot; Wounds 13/13; Strain 12/12; Def M/R 0/0; SV 5
Nodding his approval to the quick reactions taken by the rest of his ragtag crew, Jan'Tar slides the Kessel's Folly into the flight pattern established by the escorting TIE fighters, waiting for the appropriate moment to do something crazy. Here we go! Just going to play it simple until we all decide to blow this Popsicle stand!
Male Zeltron Hotshot; Wounds 13/13; Strain 12/12; Def M/R 0/0; SV 5
As the klaxon starts to sound Jan'Tar's eyes light up and he gives his cocky half-grin. "Looks like it's time to do something awesome. Duty calls, Fellas!" The last word, of course, is emphasized to Djebelle as he winks, before spinning and heading to the cockpit. He slides down into the pilot's chair with a familiar ease and begins hitting buttons, flipping switches, and completely ignoring indicator lights with a sort of natural grace. As Kara appears in the cockpit next to him he gives a brief glance over his shoulder and turns back to the streaks of white ahead. With a long-press on the comm system, he announces, "Preparing to leave hyperspace. Might want to sit down for this one, we don't know exactly what we're getting into..." He points to the chair next to him without ever looking backwards, "That goes for you too, tough-guy. Would hate for all that heavy armor to knock ya over." After a moment he reaches forward and begins to slowly pull the hyperspace jumper back, the streaks of white ahead vanish and are replaced with the standard star-field of normal space.
Male Zeltron Hotshot; Wounds 13/13; Strain 12/12; Def M/R 0/0; SV 5
Darn! You beat me to a post, stupid work slowing me down! Haha. "Hey now, Blue, it could have been a lot worse if I hadn't been there to fly you lovelies outta there!" Jan'Tar was suddenly in the doorway from the cockpit, arms crossed and leaning nonchalantly against the frame. A cheesy grin seemed permanently asfixed to the deep pink skin of his face. His blue hair was currently loosely tied back by a string, with a couple strands dangling to frame his features, impossible to tell if it was designed that way or a lucky accident. His orange flight suit appeared to fit his body shape well, but was dingy to the point of looking more brown. A black vest hung over top of it, ever one for fashion and appearance over practicality, it would seem. He grins playfully at the Chiss before winking at the younger. "I'm still working on that Hutt thing, Djeb. If I had a credit for every time I had to pull your butt out of trouble... well, it would have been a slow three years. But before that? Millionaire!" He flicks a coin up into the air and catches it blindly, slapping it against the backside of the other hand. He looks, loses his smile, and shakes his head to himself. Never mind that you usually caused the trouble to find you both. Shh, details! He sighs. "So, what's so special about this job, anyway? I mean, it's got to be pretty important to these, uh, Freedom Fighters, eh?" He quirks a dark blue eyebrow toward the crew.
Male Zeltron Hotshot; Wounds 13/13; Strain 12/12; Def M/R 0/0; SV 5
A dull tone comes from the intercom system, followed by Jan's voice. "If you ladies are wrapping up 'bonding time,' we'll be coming out of hyperspace within the hour. Make your final preps, and prepare for the smoothest docking you've ever experienced!" The coms cut with a sound that could almost be mistaken as a groan. Fitting. Not sure exactly when we plan to start, but figured I'd give you an opening that you can take advantage of...
Male Zeltron Hotshot; Wounds 13/13; Strain 12/12; Def M/R 0/0; SV 5
I like that saber, looks nice. I put up a bit of a short story for my background thus far. I'm going to do a more generic background still, but the story is what came out first and really shows a bit of just how cocky Jan can be. Hopefully he doesn't end up getting shot by his own crew! grin I also have a few NPCs worked up that I'll post with the more overview background. It'll give you (GM Ark) a few fun people to work with. Jan's pretty good at riling people up...
Male Zeltron Hotshot; Wounds 13/13; Strain 12/12; Def M/R 0/0; SV 5
Okay, here I am in all of my pink-skinned glory! This is before I saw the post about extra XP, and I don't want to actually take that before I write the proper background and add it to the profile, but all of the mechanical things are down. I'll get the story posted by this evening. As far as waiting for another player, I'm okay with that. I'll reach out to a couple friends to see if anyone is interested in joining us, but don't wait on them to respond if you have someone showing interest! |