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Ailyn Vel
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 Post Posted: Tue, September 26th 2006 05:18am    Post subject: AIAT/i Gunship "Slave IV"
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Slave IV



Owner: 'Boba Fett' (Ailyn Vel)

Type: Kuat Drive Yards Amphibious Interstellar Assault Transport/infantry Gunship

The Slave IV assisted Boba Fett on his many escapades through the Galaxy. For reasons unknown, Fett abandoned the starship on the planet Shogun following a duel with Alpha-02 another clone of his father who had taken up the Madalorian armour. It was later rediscovered - alongisde Alpha-02's body - by Ailyn Vel, Boba's daughter, while searching for her father, believing Alpha-02's corpse was infact her father's she took both the ship and the armour and strove off into the world to hunt under her fathers persona (Made easy by the fact that he is currently MIA)
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 Post Posted: Tue, September 26th 2006 07:11am    Post subject:
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Just FYI, Boba's still alive :)
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Ailyn Vel
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 Post Posted: Tue, September 26th 2006 09:11am    Post subject:
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Jah...I'm aware seeing as I went for the character...if your read the blurb you'll see she mistakes the identity of Alpha-02, plus I don't think the Rebelion has told the world they have him rotting in a jail somewere. And anyway when was he NOT alive?

Ailyn growled and hammered on the status displays as the sputtering form of Slave IV dropped out of hyperspace and sped towards Correlia, she glanced nervously out of the transparasteel viewport to make sure the left engine was still attatched..it had fallen off while she was trying to escape Nar Shadaa which had not been the best of moments.

Assured the ship would make it to the planet she left the cockpit to suit up, the Mandalorian armor hung in a cabinet in her spacious quaters, she glanced up into the t-visor.

"Don't you regret becoming a bounty hunter, out of vengence?"

Ailyn shook her head at the memories of the mandalorian she had met when she had ventured in search of her father as far as Mandalor - she imagined her own father speaking the words and shook her head.

"I regret many things, but not killing you is the worst..."

She stripped down and padded to her clothes storage locker, sighing she lifted the suit off the wall and pulled the jumpsuit over her body she flexed her hands in the tight suit and pulled on the chest armor grunting as she strapped the uncomfortably flat plates into place, she'd considered altering the armor but for now she was settled into continuing this charade under her own fathers name and the alterations would interfere with that. Ailyn strapped the rest of the plates into place and pulled on the healm. The suit powered up and she felt that all to familiar tingle as its energy field activated, the visor HUD lit up.

"My name is Boba Fett..."

the voice came out suitibly gruff with a light mandalorian accent, she grinned and thanked the creator of the laguitech voice translator, much coverted by spies and conmen. Checking out her loadout on the visor screen she padded back into the cockpit and banked the AIAT/i towards Correlia speeding towards the capital broadcasting a pirated corsec clearance code...there were allways bounties on Correlia.
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Ailyn Vel
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 Post Posted: Fri, October 06th 2006 06:11pm    Post subject:
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Ailyn settled the Slave IV into a Coronet hanger, in her guise as her father the normally pesky officials were hesitant to act towards her as she paid the landing toll along with the docking fees and set off out into Coronet.

Once on the city streets she slipped aside into an alley and removed her helmet - after she had afixxed it to her waist belt she three a long coat over her shoulders tightining it around her to hide the armour...there were some places were beeing Boba Fett did not help...in a busy city was one of them if you kept to the main streets.

She slipped out of the opposit end of the alley network and into the crowded streets, just another spacer in the midst of the people..she kept her personal comlink open, if any jobs came through for 'Boba Fett' she was ready.

Ailyn Vel is now on Correlia and is looking for jobs


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Ailyn Vel
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 Post Posted: Sat, October 07th 2006 04:44pm    Post subject:
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Ailyn's guantlet flashed to life...she had scavenged this one from one of her fathers cache's she slipped into an alley and pulled on her helmet - the HUD indicated that one of her fathers - ships the Slave V was nearby, the Firespray would prove an excelent replacement for the piece of junk that was the IV.

Keeping the helm on she headed through the back alleys until she reached the location of the ship, the craft was entombed within a sealed hanger she tripped a doorman droid that emerged from a portal in the blat door,

<State your buissness> It jabbered,

The stalk-like machine focused on Ailyns helmet as she tapped a command into her gauntlet, it retracted into the hole as she broadcast a clearence code to it. The door retracted upwards and she entered - the dark shadow of the Firespray fell over her and she stared up its mighty
form.

The HUD inside her helm showed her that none of the codes she had on file could open the ship, but she had some experience with these matters, perhaps it was her mothers sharp mind she had inherited or her fathers but she had her way with these things. Her armour contained a number of tools, one of which were high power slicers...

It traced the Slave V's recievers picking up the ghosts of past transmissions cobling together a code from ghosts and remnants of data based upon her fathers previous codes....when she had established a full code she transmitted and crossed her fingers.

The ramp hissed open and the fact that the world had not become an explosion of white confirmed her success she slipped inside the craft, this was the last place her father had touched before he had dissapeared and now it was hers, ans she was one step closer to her goal of chasing him down.

Ailyn has obtained the Slave V


Model - Modified Firespray-class Patrol Ship

Hyperdrive - Class 1, Backup class-8

Shields - XS-12 Experimental CSS.

Military-grade sensory array

Countermeasures include, Sensor mask, and jamming systems, static discharge port, and an escape pod.

Armament:
2 Blaster Cannons
1 Concussion Missle Launcher
1 Ion Cannon
2 Proton Torpedo Launchers, with a 6 torpedo magazine
1 Tractor Beam

1 Minelayer, with Void-7 seismic charges (9)

emergency medical droid

Self-Distruct mechanism - a explosive charge of 800 pounds of baridium.

Numerous boobytraps - poison gasses, auto turrets.
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Ailyn Vel
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 Post Posted: Sun, October 08th 2006 12:22pm    Post subject:
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As soon as she had collected her personal effects from the Slave IV Ailyn set the ship to a lockdown mode and payed a years holding fee to the spaceport attendent.

A cheaply rented speeder provided all the transport she needed to get her gear between the two craft. Stowing the crates in the cargo bay the woman padded into the cockpit, her skin tingled....in nearly thirty years this was as close to her father as she had ever been - the dead man on Shogun had been little but a clone of her father and a dead corpse was nothing to satitate her desire for revenge. Wereever her father was hiding now....she'd find him and punsish him for every indiscression she had suffered because of his selfishess.

She worked her fingers over the control panel of the Slave V activating its engines and activating its preflight checks...it had been months since the craft had been used but it was still in good condition and it checked out as such, with the preflights done she activated its launch procedures. With a whine of activating engines the Firespray lifted out of the hanger, its wings folding carefully into position as she lifted away from Coronet and high into space above Correlia. She smirked at the stars as the ship navigated clear of the planetary traffic, were ever he was she would find him...the Slave V jumped into hyperspace heading towards the latest contract.

The Slave V in enroute to Praesitlyn
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