Re: How Did You Feel When You Learned The Truth?
George: (deactivates his lightsaber)
Qui suis-je?
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George: (deactivates his lightsaber)
Altor: Oh, yeah! Well, did you know that your Captain placed another bomb... just like the last one!
Sortilegus: (looks at George) Is this true, Caro?
George: No it isn't.
Sortilegus: (looks at Altor)
(studdies his construct)
The Abbo is not testifing falsely...
Traba: (looks at George) So that means you are! (activates canons)
Maximus: (does the same) You plan to betray us, again, fleshling!? You're space dust!
George: I DIDN'T PLACE THE FUCKEN BOMB! (looks at Altor) I... I placed a Caldazar there... (turns around and walks off)
Altor: (grabs George)
(turns George so he's facing him)
Well what the hell is that!?
George: Its the sign of my order! CALDAZAR! Or Red Eagle if you'd like!
Altor: So you placed an insignia in the center of the cratar...
Maximus: I think he's lying. (steps closer to George)
(fires up his canons)
George: (looks at Sortilegus) Sortilegus? Am I lying?
Sortilegus: (scans George)
The Caro is not testifing falsely...
Traba: (deactivates her canons)
(growls) (quietly) You betray us and you'll regret it.
Maximus: (deactivates canons)
I wish he had been lying.
George: (looks at Traba then looks at Maximus) We have a job to do. And we don't need the divions in our ranks.
Maximus: Speak for yourself... me and Traba have been together for centuries.
Altor: (looks at George)
(quietly) When this war is over, fleshling...
(walks off)
George: (Looks at Maximus) I need to speak with, Starr.
Maximus: Over a com or in person?
George: In person.
Maximus: Commander won't be arriving for some time, fleshling... you'll have to work with a private com if it's important.
Altor: (in the background)
(shouting in Kilish)
(thudding)
(metal screeching)
George: Never mind, then.
Maximus: Suit yourself, fleshling... (walks off)
George: Can someone show me my office?
Carina: (approachs George from behind) This way, Captain.
(walks towards the city)