Jamo Jakatta
Aug 25th, 2003, 03:05:59 AM
"Jamo, this is Daiquiri. The whole crew is welcome to join the wake I’m having at Volfstadt in three days time. Who? Vega. Daiquiri out."
Jakatta quirked a brow. He’d just received the message (http://meras.org/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=8239) from Fascinataru and it seemed like it was going to be his duty to deliver the news to the rest of the crew on the base. He’d only met Vega once, so he didn’t really feel anything about his being dead – except perhaps giddy at the thought of getting sloshed at a wake party. It didn’t seem very likely that a Sith Lord would fall like that, but why would Daiquiri lie?
Jamo hopped up out of his seat and wandered into one of the mess halls. He pulled out a handheld communications unit of his own creation and held it up to his mouth.
“Hear ye, hear ye – thee base is invited to ye olde wake of the right-honorable Lord Van-Derveld, esquire. To be held in three days time on... Faskin... Fa... Daiquiri's planet! Bring your own beer.”
The message went over the tannoy and into the various offices and the transmission cut off as Jamo sat down to get something to eat, humming something about ‘ding dong’.
Jakatta quirked a brow. He’d just received the message (http://meras.org/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=8239) from Fascinataru and it seemed like it was going to be his duty to deliver the news to the rest of the crew on the base. He’d only met Vega once, so he didn’t really feel anything about his being dead – except perhaps giddy at the thought of getting sloshed at a wake party. It didn’t seem very likely that a Sith Lord would fall like that, but why would Daiquiri lie?
Jamo hopped up out of his seat and wandered into one of the mess halls. He pulled out a handheld communications unit of his own creation and held it up to his mouth.
“Hear ye, hear ye – thee base is invited to ye olde wake of the right-honorable Lord Van-Derveld, esquire. To be held in three days time on... Faskin... Fa... Daiquiri's planet! Bring your own beer.”
The message went over the tannoy and into the various offices and the transmission cut off as Jamo sat down to get something to eat, humming something about ‘ding dong’.