Garrett Felth
Apr 11th, 2001, 07:47:20 PM
Garrett Felth: "Thank you very much old friend!"
*Then, Blades face vanished from the viewscreen as Felth deactivated it. He stood slowly, and walked towards the console before him. He opened the small hatch on the underside of the public subspace transceiver. Inside was a maze of wires and circuit boards, yet Felth knew exactly what he was doing. A thick green wire ran the perimeter of the small compartment which housed all the essential circuitry of the transceiver. He reached into his pocket and revealed a small pocket knife. The wire took quite a bit of strength to cut, but Garrett just managed to do it. Instantly, the connection with the central New Cov transceiver was severed. But just to make it impossible to run a trace once the connection was restored, Felth planted a small proton grenade inside the console with the timer set. Garrett had made sure that the public transceiver building was closing in ten minutes and set the timer for twenty minutes accordingly - ten minutes after everyone had left, and twenty minutes before New Cov authorities ran a system check to update the information on all calls made that day. Garrett closed the compartment before stepping out of the booth and making his way out of the public communications center. As he stepped outside into the pouring-down rain, he made eye contact with several beings in hooded clothing. He gestured to each one in turn before turning away from them and saying...*
Garrett Felth: "See you in three weeks men!"
*After several minutes of walking Felth glanced at his chronometer. Only a few more minutes until the bomb exploded. He was less than five minutes away from the main civilian starport. The rain was now a lot heavier, which was enough to cause Garrett to finally put his hood up, as well as his collar to keep the cold out. Just as Felth arrived at the civilian starport, he noticed several repulsorlift vehicles rushing in the direction of the communications center. On closer observation, Garrett noticed that the vehicles were in fact fire-response units...no doubt in admiration of his handy work. Once the droids had checked his fake ID and confirmed its authenticity, Garrett entered the starport. he was once again greeted by a hooded figure. The mysterious being just nodded to Garrett, who reciprocated the gesture. They walked together for a few minutes, not once speaking a single word. Only when they reached a docking ramp did the hooded one speak...*
Hooded figure: "Where are you off to this time? Ord Mantell?"
Garrett Felth: "Nope! I have to go see a man about a ship! See you in three weeks!"
*As he said that, Garrett slowly walked up the docking ramp and boarded the YT-2000 Light freighter. A few minutes later the engines hummed whilst the repulsorlifts roared into existence. The ship levitated out of the docking bay with grace and took off with style as it ascended into the heavens with lightning speed. Within moments the brand spanking new freighter was out of the gravitational field and clear to enter hyperspace. Before he did leave, Felth took one last look at New Cov as he pondered...*
Garrett Felth: "Perhaps! Why not indeed! I have a few people who owe me a favour or two!"
*...and with that, the hyperdrive was engaged, stars became white streaks, and the YT-2000 entered hyperspace, destined for Bilbringi...*
*Then, Blades face vanished from the viewscreen as Felth deactivated it. He stood slowly, and walked towards the console before him. He opened the small hatch on the underside of the public subspace transceiver. Inside was a maze of wires and circuit boards, yet Felth knew exactly what he was doing. A thick green wire ran the perimeter of the small compartment which housed all the essential circuitry of the transceiver. He reached into his pocket and revealed a small pocket knife. The wire took quite a bit of strength to cut, but Garrett just managed to do it. Instantly, the connection with the central New Cov transceiver was severed. But just to make it impossible to run a trace once the connection was restored, Felth planted a small proton grenade inside the console with the timer set. Garrett had made sure that the public transceiver building was closing in ten minutes and set the timer for twenty minutes accordingly - ten minutes after everyone had left, and twenty minutes before New Cov authorities ran a system check to update the information on all calls made that day. Garrett closed the compartment before stepping out of the booth and making his way out of the public communications center. As he stepped outside into the pouring-down rain, he made eye contact with several beings in hooded clothing. He gestured to each one in turn before turning away from them and saying...*
Garrett Felth: "See you in three weeks men!"
*After several minutes of walking Felth glanced at his chronometer. Only a few more minutes until the bomb exploded. He was less than five minutes away from the main civilian starport. The rain was now a lot heavier, which was enough to cause Garrett to finally put his hood up, as well as his collar to keep the cold out. Just as Felth arrived at the civilian starport, he noticed several repulsorlift vehicles rushing in the direction of the communications center. On closer observation, Garrett noticed that the vehicles were in fact fire-response units...no doubt in admiration of his handy work. Once the droids had checked his fake ID and confirmed its authenticity, Garrett entered the starport. he was once again greeted by a hooded figure. The mysterious being just nodded to Garrett, who reciprocated the gesture. They walked together for a few minutes, not once speaking a single word. Only when they reached a docking ramp did the hooded one speak...*
Hooded figure: "Where are you off to this time? Ord Mantell?"
Garrett Felth: "Nope! I have to go see a man about a ship! See you in three weeks!"
*As he said that, Garrett slowly walked up the docking ramp and boarded the YT-2000 Light freighter. A few minutes later the engines hummed whilst the repulsorlifts roared into existence. The ship levitated out of the docking bay with grace and took off with style as it ascended into the heavens with lightning speed. Within moments the brand spanking new freighter was out of the gravitational field and clear to enter hyperspace. Before he did leave, Felth took one last look at New Cov as he pondered...*
Garrett Felth: "Perhaps! Why not indeed! I have a few people who owe me a favour or two!"
*...and with that, the hyperdrive was engaged, stars became white streaks, and the YT-2000 entered hyperspace, destined for Bilbringi...*