Fire Hazzard
Mar 6th, 2001, 04:46:35 PM
        Jedi Knight Fire Hazzard began to pack a duffel bag with the things she wanted to take with her on her journey to the ice planet Hoth, to think about her life and why she actually wanted it to go on..well, she knew that answer already: Mikey.
        Her dark colored tunic, her light one-she saw no reason she would actually need them, but she brought them with her anyways-a white insulated jumpsuit quite similar to Leia's when she was on Hoth, a white heated vest, and snow boots. She looked at the bag..that was all she needed to bring, right? But it still felt as if something was missing. Of course! Taking a picture from inside her dresser drawer, she smiled at it and put it in the duffel bag as well.
        Pulling the hood of her Jedi robe up over her bright red hair, she picked the bag up, zipped it shut, and left the room, heading for the Jedi docking area.
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        "Ardy, get ready for landing." Fire directed her attention solely on the small landing pad next to the abandoned Rebel base, moving the control stick to head for it. As the ship landed softly, her droid, R2-D9, whistled softly.
        "Yes, Ardy," the designation Ardy came from the letters in it's call number, "we're going into Echo Base. I want to see what it's like in there."
        Doot-de-doot!
        "Ardy, don't worry about dead snow-troopers. An old Imp blaster would be a nice souvenier." Fire grinned, opened the hatch of her X-Wing, and jumped out, making sure that Ardy was following close behind.
        "Well..let's see what we can find. Hmm..where to start.." Ardy sqeaked a warning tone at her, then swiveled his dome to look at a corridor to the left of them.
        "A wampa?! Sithspawn! Stay here, Ardy." Fire ran to the corridor and ignited her blue lightsaber, immediatly seeing a large, ugly wampa heading in her direction. Must've heard the ship coming. As the wampa advanced on her, it weant to slash at her black insulated suit, but she cut its arm off, then stabbed her saber through its chest.
        No! Three wampas came from a door down the hall and to the left, but her surprise proved no bounds as she was grabbed at from behind, and a fourth wampa breathed at her. Fire was quick to stab her lightsaber back at it, luckily hitting its skull. And not a minute too late..the wampa had just raised it's fist to knock her flat, and then probably it would have had her for dinner. And also in luck, the wampa fell backward instead of forward, onto her. Whew.
        A howl coming from a few meters behind her reminded her of the other wampas, and she disignited her saber, planning to use a blade igniting technique to plow one of them.
        "Well, well, group of wampas? You remind me of a group I know..the Marzullo Clan. Big, ugly..." One of the wampas advanced more on her, obviously not distracted by her speaking. Holding up her saber, the butt end facing her, she pressed the ignition switch when the wampa came in range. The surprised wampa fell back, and Fire brought her lightsabersaber out of the huge creature's throat, then sliced down its chest to make sure it was dead. The other two wampas lunged at her, apparently(sp?) not afraid of her powerful weapon. Pulling her arm back, she cut the two wampas' chests with a broad swing of her lightsaber. Howling in pain, the smaller wampa of the two lunged at her, and she stabbed her lightsaber into the stupid and agressive creature's chest. She had to jump back to keep from being squashed by the falling body.
        One more to go. The fifth and hopefully last living wampa stepped closer, its shadow casting a wave of fear over her. I have a lightsaber, a blaster..why be afraid? It can't hurt you, Fire, it can't hurt you... Fire stabbed her lightsaber into the menacing wampa's throat, and then Force jumped to the ceiling, holding onto a sturdy icicle. The impact of the wampa hitting the ground sent a small tremor through the wall and to the ceiling, and the icicle broke, and she fell on top of the dead wampa.
        "Ugh," she said aloud, quickly crawling away and walking back to her ship as fast as she could, "those things stink."
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        "Get back here, you good for nothing scrap pile! We're going to see what we can see in the base, whether you like it or not!"
        Deet, doot doot de doot, woooooo!
        "Ardy, don't make me shut you down and put you back in the ship."
        Doo, dooo.
        "Okay, I thought that might persuade you to come." Fire cautiously walked to the largest corridor that led out of the docking bay, and looked around. Seeing a piece of inscribed metal lying near an auto-open door, she picked it up and examined it, reading it out loud for Ardy.
        "Princess Leia Organa's Quarters..hmm. Must be where this leads." A whoosh was heard as Fire pressed the button to open the door, and then stepped inside.
        It was a simple room, much like Fire's back at the Jedi Living Quarters. A bed in the corner, a closet that rotated around in circles, a desk. Fire walked to the desk, sitting in the chair in which Leia had once sat in, planning Rebel defenses and what-not. On the desk was a frame, with a picture in it. A picture of Leia's now ex-husband, Han Solo. Fire resisted pocketing it, and opened the top desk drawer. Empty. The bottom two were empty as well. Odd. Inless.. No, Leia wouldn't have returned to Hoth. Or perhaps, someone else had been here, looking for things like her. She shut the drawers she opened, and looked at a datapad that was lying on the desk. It was old and coroted with time, but Fire tapped the keys, knowing it wouldn't work, but just wanting to touch the keys for no important reason.
        Doop-de-woo.
        "Cold? Hm, when we set up camp it'll be better. Bare with me. Not much left in this room to look at.." Standing up, Fire walked to the closet and pressed a button to make the closet doors open. Griiiiind.
        "Darn, they must be frozen together." Taking her lightsaber, she cut down the crevice where the two doors met, and then tried the button again. Whoosh! Snowsuits, some of Leia's old Alderaanian royal clothing was there, too. Not much else, other than some shoes and snowgear.
        "C'mon R2, let's go. We're gonna try and find the main control room."
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        "Look!" Shattered sensor displays layed everywhere, along with the empty suits of two dead stormtroopers.
        Woooooooooo! Doo, doo..oo...beep-beep-de-deep-do-oop!
        "The bodies are all gone, Ardy, no worries. It's been about thirty years, you know."
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        Sighing as she pounded the last spike into the weather dome she had stuffed into a compartment of her X-Wing, Fire wiped tears from her eyes. The cold was burning her eyes, thus making them water.
        Suddenly, a Dark Presence from behind her sent a jolt of shock and fear through her. Slowly turning, she with-held the scream that was coming on.
        There, standing before her, was Darth Ogre, Sith Master of The Sith Empire..scary and menacing because of his size, and even more so with his abilities.
        "How..how did..how did you find me?" A tight knot in her chest forming, Fire gulped it down.
        Her dark colored tunic, her light one-she saw no reason she would actually need them, but she brought them with her anyways-a white insulated jumpsuit quite similar to Leia's when she was on Hoth, a white heated vest, and snow boots. She looked at the bag..that was all she needed to bring, right? But it still felt as if something was missing. Of course! Taking a picture from inside her dresser drawer, she smiled at it and put it in the duffel bag as well.
        Pulling the hood of her Jedi robe up over her bright red hair, she picked the bag up, zipped it shut, and left the room, heading for the Jedi docking area.
####
        "Ardy, get ready for landing." Fire directed her attention solely on the small landing pad next to the abandoned Rebel base, moving the control stick to head for it. As the ship landed softly, her droid, R2-D9, whistled softly.
        "Yes, Ardy," the designation Ardy came from the letters in it's call number, "we're going into Echo Base. I want to see what it's like in there."
        Doot-de-doot!
        "Ardy, don't worry about dead snow-troopers. An old Imp blaster would be a nice souvenier." Fire grinned, opened the hatch of her X-Wing, and jumped out, making sure that Ardy was following close behind.
        "Well..let's see what we can find. Hmm..where to start.." Ardy sqeaked a warning tone at her, then swiveled his dome to look at a corridor to the left of them.
        "A wampa?! Sithspawn! Stay here, Ardy." Fire ran to the corridor and ignited her blue lightsaber, immediatly seeing a large, ugly wampa heading in her direction. Must've heard the ship coming. As the wampa advanced on her, it weant to slash at her black insulated suit, but she cut its arm off, then stabbed her saber through its chest.
        No! Three wampas came from a door down the hall and to the left, but her surprise proved no bounds as she was grabbed at from behind, and a fourth wampa breathed at her. Fire was quick to stab her lightsaber back at it, luckily hitting its skull. And not a minute too late..the wampa had just raised it's fist to knock her flat, and then probably it would have had her for dinner. And also in luck, the wampa fell backward instead of forward, onto her. Whew.
        A howl coming from a few meters behind her reminded her of the other wampas, and she disignited her saber, planning to use a blade igniting technique to plow one of them.
        "Well, well, group of wampas? You remind me of a group I know..the Marzullo Clan. Big, ugly..." One of the wampas advanced more on her, obviously not distracted by her speaking. Holding up her saber, the butt end facing her, she pressed the ignition switch when the wampa came in range. The surprised wampa fell back, and Fire brought her lightsabersaber out of the huge creature's throat, then sliced down its chest to make sure it was dead. The other two wampas lunged at her, apparently(sp?) not afraid of her powerful weapon. Pulling her arm back, she cut the two wampas' chests with a broad swing of her lightsaber. Howling in pain, the smaller wampa of the two lunged at her, and she stabbed her lightsaber into the stupid and agressive creature's chest. She had to jump back to keep from being squashed by the falling body.
        One more to go. The fifth and hopefully last living wampa stepped closer, its shadow casting a wave of fear over her. I have a lightsaber, a blaster..why be afraid? It can't hurt you, Fire, it can't hurt you... Fire stabbed her lightsaber into the menacing wampa's throat, and then Force jumped to the ceiling, holding onto a sturdy icicle. The impact of the wampa hitting the ground sent a small tremor through the wall and to the ceiling, and the icicle broke, and she fell on top of the dead wampa.
        "Ugh," she said aloud, quickly crawling away and walking back to her ship as fast as she could, "those things stink."
###
        "Get back here, you good for nothing scrap pile! We're going to see what we can see in the base, whether you like it or not!"
        Deet, doot doot de doot, woooooo!
        "Ardy, don't make me shut you down and put you back in the ship."
        Doo, dooo.
        "Okay, I thought that might persuade you to come." Fire cautiously walked to the largest corridor that led out of the docking bay, and looked around. Seeing a piece of inscribed metal lying near an auto-open door, she picked it up and examined it, reading it out loud for Ardy.
        "Princess Leia Organa's Quarters..hmm. Must be where this leads." A whoosh was heard as Fire pressed the button to open the door, and then stepped inside.
        It was a simple room, much like Fire's back at the Jedi Living Quarters. A bed in the corner, a closet that rotated around in circles, a desk. Fire walked to the desk, sitting in the chair in which Leia had once sat in, planning Rebel defenses and what-not. On the desk was a frame, with a picture in it. A picture of Leia's now ex-husband, Han Solo. Fire resisted pocketing it, and opened the top desk drawer. Empty. The bottom two were empty as well. Odd. Inless.. No, Leia wouldn't have returned to Hoth. Or perhaps, someone else had been here, looking for things like her. She shut the drawers she opened, and looked at a datapad that was lying on the desk. It was old and coroted with time, but Fire tapped the keys, knowing it wouldn't work, but just wanting to touch the keys for no important reason.
        Doop-de-woo.
        "Cold? Hm, when we set up camp it'll be better. Bare with me. Not much left in this room to look at.." Standing up, Fire walked to the closet and pressed a button to make the closet doors open. Griiiiind.
        "Darn, they must be frozen together." Taking her lightsaber, she cut down the crevice where the two doors met, and then tried the button again. Whoosh! Snowsuits, some of Leia's old Alderaanian royal clothing was there, too. Not much else, other than some shoes and snowgear.
        "C'mon R2, let's go. We're gonna try and find the main control room."
####
        "Look!" Shattered sensor displays layed everywhere, along with the empty suits of two dead stormtroopers.
        Woooooooooo! Doo, doo..oo...beep-beep-de-deep-do-oop!
        "The bodies are all gone, Ardy, no worries. It's been about thirty years, you know."
####
        Sighing as she pounded the last spike into the weather dome she had stuffed into a compartment of her X-Wing, Fire wiped tears from her eyes. The cold was burning her eyes, thus making them water.
        Suddenly, a Dark Presence from behind her sent a jolt of shock and fear through her. Slowly turning, she with-held the scream that was coming on.
        There, standing before her, was Darth Ogre, Sith Master of The Sith Empire..scary and menacing because of his size, and even more so with his abilities.
        "How..how did..how did you find me?" A tight knot in her chest forming, Fire gulped it down.