The large Ship Bus Vehicle landed safe and gradually upon the port let-out. As the engines boosted downward on the surface as it came to its secure landing upon the circled foundation of concrete, the passengers seem to with hold a enjoyable sigh, other then Jamel who only leaned back in his seat humming innocently to him self. As the annoucement of their leave blared through the speakers, many people came to a stand, staring out the windows at the land they had vacationed at, or lived to. Noticing all the indescrible landmarks, and statues that are placed. Then the beauitful seas that sprouted around the land, seperating certain area's from the other, in which Druckenwell's goverment took full advatange of. Jamel took one glance outside an awe filled expression crossed his face for a matter of seconds, and he excitedly jumped over the sleepy lady. Landing in the hallway of the ship, he went dashing toward the front, heading for the exit with great happiness. The soles of his shoes banged against the surface, but before he could near th eexit, his body hit against the flesh of a tall creature who had stood from his front door seat. Looking down at Jamel he took a quick snarl at him to express his emotions at that moment, but suprisingly Jamel didn't cower, and for that matter didn't pay any attetion to the anger that was pointed in his direction. As the line proceeded to head out the Space vehicle, Jamel could feel the smooth nice air swarm through his noise. Staring at the beauitful Buisness City infront of him, he headed slowly toward it in preperation to begin the instruction sheet he had noted down when spoken through an intercom from a guy who would give him a Ship. Jamel headed slowly toward the gates of the Buisness City, but at the gates stood too men with Black Market Sold Golan Guns, which were extremly powerful, and could take out many creatures in just one click of the trigger. Alerting Jamel with a step forward, they closed in on him staring down silently toward him.
The left one suddenly broke the silence between the three, staring straight downward at the child in a generous, calm, curtious manner he stated, "Can you please follow us, we must excort you to our Administrator."
The right one only took a sneer down at the kid, nodding to the words that the fellow employes of the Administrator, and turned his head away in disgust of the kid. Jamel innocently turned hsi head upward to the left-hand man, and happily nodded his head.
The two men dressed in casual Nar Shutta outfits excorted him through the gates, and down through the path into the city. Getting in speeders, they speed through the area quickly, heading toward the vacalty that they had called their laboring building. The man upon the left side welcomed the young boy, and told his name, which was "Soarn Pensillak."
Taking the youngster out the speeder, they walked slowly into the building, taking him to the elevator. Heading quickly upward through the vacalty, but allowing the visitor too gaze dumbfound out through the window as they quickly shifted up stairs. Coming to an abrupt stop, the group headed toward a new room, and the angered man opened it slowly. In a display of disgust toward the kid once more, he threw the door toward the other guard, and allowed him to utilize it for a welcoming. Standing guard outside the angered guard looked confusedly about the area, scanning it of nuisances. The other guard followed Jamel inside, Speaking to the man who sat unseeable in his chair on the other side of the long, steel-cold aura tabled. The being twirled around in his seat, coming to an abrupt stop. The Zabrak stared toward the young boy who only gazed back as dumbfound as when he was glaring outward from the building into the land. The young Jamel in all his years of adventuring amoungst the stars hadn't seen many Zabrack, and now that he finally found the truth of them he only could gaze in awe. Jamel's lips struggled into a visable smile, placing his hands akwardly shy into his pockets.
"So you wanted to see me, sir?" Jamel theorized, observing the horned humanoid creature who only glared back-creating a long and abnormal silence that normally didn't come within the synonym of Jamel's personality.
The Zabrack stood slowly from his seat, and moving his hand like a wand he gestured the young boy sit for a longer conversation on the other side of the long, large table. In a quick response to the powerful man's gesture, Jamel walked ot the seat and sat softly. The comfortable chair seemed to absorb all the stress of Jamel's past into it only for the moment of the conversation, as he leaned back staring at the man.
"Hmm, a young man like yourself-shouldn't you be playing with your friends? Many kids your age dont even dream about having a ship. Your lucky Im genorous, but It'll cost you. I have a small deal to make, and I cant find the person in which I want to make the deal with. Not even my best spies, and hunters can find this man-Im just hoping a kid like you who seemingly wiggles out of any situation can wiggle him into one. Now you'll get your ship ported to you when you send word that you have found Terrin Danner, and have proof." The Zabrack who went by the name Dhreal Leji'ono-U'nar.
"Yes sir, but when will I begin this mission?" The boy simple stated, suprisingly unfearful of the confrontation of the altercation. He had faced many things in his life, and a mission to find someone shouldn't be that had if he had a bit of equiptment to work with. He had found in his earlier days alone in space, without his ol' dad that he could fly as a pilot as good as the next person, and probably knew his way to certain planets.
"You will begin as of today. The equiptment, and ship is in the shipyard that you landed in. So it'll be pretty easy to work. I hope your prepared, I habe obsuption that he may be in danger, and that means my coroperation may be in danger too. Now may the Force be with you.." The Zabrack's keenly raspy, and commandive voice had become a timid tone. He smiled toward the young child, and watched him leave as his generous salute toward the kid sent him off out the door, beside the disgusted guard.
Excorted back, and onto the speeder, the equiptment and ship were all prepared fo rhis leaving. The ship wasn't heavily equipted in combat ability, but its flight agility was probably set for war, as it had taken part in the Clone Wars. It was an old Jedi Starfighter, and it could do a great damage if piloted by the right person.
Walking slowly up the ramp, he set himself in the cockpit, putting his equiptment down near the side of his feet. A small droid was placed in the hole that would accompany on his trip. Maybe unlike other times in flighting situations he'd bring back the droid in one piece, and gain a friend.
Jamel's ship fired heat from its engine, at it slowly took flight upward off the surface. Floating over the surface for a certain amount of seconds, it quickly blazed toward the stars. Swiftly heading off onceu more on a mission of labor where he may become one more foot closer to his carrer as a combat artist or a combat laborer in some form or fashion. Danger seem to be the only thrill in his life, so anytime he got a chance to jump at it, he seem to do it every time...
[ 09-04-2002 12:20 AM: Message edited 1 time, lastly by Jamel Garth ]
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"The Castle in the Sky.."-Jamel Garth
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