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| Exar_Ray | Date: Saturday, 25 May 13, 10:32 AM | Message # 21 |
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| The Ground Controller on shift couldn't help but laugh when he heard the accent that came from Fowlkes. "City folk." He muttered before opening commlines with the man. "This is Dantooine Ground Control, permission is granted to land, please follow the vector being sent to you, and you have a nice day." At that moment, Tremaine's computer would light up with an approach vector.
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| Ana_Stark | Date: Monday, 27 May 13, 3:42 PM | Message # 22 |
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| Without protest, Ana would let Alyn take the controls again when he was ready. Her driving skills were lacking the necessary components to get them out of this mess. "I'm not worried, Alyn. I trust you. And I know you are more than capable." She said, though that didn't stop her from double-checking to make sure her safety belt was secured.
"I am quite positive....positive that we will land safely and you will tear someone a new one for flying so recklessly. And positive that what we are here to do will go smoothly." She never was very negative, anyway.
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| Alyn_Stark | Date: Tuesday, 28 May 13, 4:51 PM | Message # 23 |
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| "Of that, my love, have no doubt." Stark's smile was grim as he came in for a landing at last; Garang Spaceport, or what passed for it, breaking through the clouds. Flaring the nose slightly, though with the shields given extra strength to the back, Stark settled the craft as lightly as a feather. He was more than ready to have words with the pilot who'd pulled the insane stunts; such things could endanger the lives of civilians, such as themselves. Then again, it might be better, coming as they were to make a bid for the building for Ana, to start off on a good foot.
Alyn Stark
Lord of House Stark
Governor of Kinyov Province
Owner, Stark Unified Defense (presumed)
Owner, Lorrd Engineering (presumed)
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| Vincent_Le_Grange | Date: Tuesday, 04 June 13, 4:12 PM | Message # 24 |
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| At some point during the descent, as Dantooine's atmosphere flamed across the viewport of the Infinite Thought and momentarily blinded its sensors, the troublesome cloud car disappeared. Perhaps the pilot of the unshielded craft had sense enough not to follow so closely in the wake of a ship in the process of atmospheric entry. Then again, perhaps he didn't and was now nothing more than a wisp of ash in the sky. Or perhaps he simply got bored and went home. Either way, it would be smooth sailing the rest of the way to Garang spaceport.
Only once they had landed safely and disembarked from the Infinite Thought would the cloud car be fleetingly seen once more, tearing past overhead at a characteristically reckless speed, performing a lazy barrel roll as it disappeared into the distance, the sound of its Ubrikkian Servant engine fading away into the din of Garang city. Just about anyone Stark asked would be able to him that the cloud car belonged to Grange's Ranch, and was a frequent nuisance to navigation and a disturbance of the peace that no one would seem very inclined to do anything about.
Vincent "Vince" Le Grange
Colonel in the Garang Irregulars (a bucket brigade)
Owner of Grange's Ranch, outside Garang
Member of the Dantooine Nerfmen and Ranchers Association
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| Tremaine_Fowlkes | Date: Tuesday, 11 June 13, 12:05 PM | Message # 25 |
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| "Thanks, you too." That was all Tremaine would say, before simply following the assigned vector. The young adult would ponder whether he could succeed in purchasing a part of the land that was advertised in that ads from Dantooine. It was crucial to find a front for him to perform his operations from, and what a better place to do that than Dantooine? After some time of casually flying, he would land the ship. Having turned the engines off, he proceeded to unstrap himself and make a move for outside. The vigilante would wait for the landing ramp to kiss onto the ground, before walking down the ramp. The last thing the man did was to look around, to see if there's any nearby building he could go to about purchasing some land.
~Tremaine Fowlkes
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| Jalaila_Fowlkes | Date: Tuesday, 11 June 13, 7:10 PM | Message # 26 |
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| At the top of the ship ramp, Jalaila appeared. "Really? Just going to leave me here, huh?" She smiled, joking with Tremaine. The young lady wore a white sundress that was belted at the waist with a thin coral belt, and coral high heels to match. Her honey brown hair was straight and fell down around her shoulders. She walked down the ramp easily. "You need someone at least respectable looking with you...." Jalaila joked with him before she caught up.
"I could stay back if you need me to though. It's no problem."
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