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Thursday, November 14, 2013

Season 3 Week 5 Interim: Horcrux Two

Back at it again, the RIDDLE Coalition is looking to pick up where they left off.

Sensing what the clue is in reference too, the following teams took the following actions:

As a result, the following exchange takes place:

FROM THE MIA:
The Holo of Wynn Dorvan fades, and Leia sits up in her comfortable office chair, lines of worry and stress etched in her face. 
"Okay R2, start recording..." R2 beeps a confirmation. 
"Greeting Mand'alor. I'v recently received word that you may be in possession of a dark artifact, referred to as a Horcrux. This artifact is dangerous, not only to you, but the the galaxy at large. Your recents elevated position as leader of your people would lead me to believe you would take this information seriously. This message is both a request, and a warning. We are both in positions of power in the grand scheme of things, and I'm hoping diplomacy, well, my kind of diplomacy will work to solve the problem at hand. If not, then the Senate, myself, and the majority of the HFL shall resort to your style ...
FROM THE SENTINELS
A lone Firespray-31-class scout craft and a familiar YT-1300 Correlian light freighter enter Coruscant's atmosphere, and enter the busy cityscape. Han Solo on radios on the comlink from his cockpit "Yes, this is Han Solo of the Cybertron Sentinels, I was given permission to land a few minutes ago from the traffic controller, what's the hold up?" A young and skeptic voice replies over the comm "How do I know it's really you? A lot of people can mimic voices these days" Han chuckles and replies "Kid, I've been saving the galaxy since before you were a twinkle in your daddy's eye, If you don't think I'm real, take a look outside your window and you'll see all the proof you need" . 

As the young captain looks out his window, the Millenium Falcon buzzes his tower, causing his coffee to spill on his desk. He sighs " Yes Falcon, you have permission to land, have a nice day" . "The price of fame, sometimes you just hate it" , a slightly annoyed Lando Calrissian, who has been sitting in the co pilot's chair the whole time, mutters. "It's not that bad" Han says, "I'm just glad he isn't begging for an autograph" . "Are you kidding? As far as HFL goes we're in the gutter, we need a win", replies Lando. "Hopefully that'll be soon, Lando, We've had some extra practice with help from the Asgardian Abberrations over the last week or so after all" . Optimus Primal smiles and simply says "Well that's just prime".

Shortly after, Han, Lando, Optimus Primal, and Boba Fett are in the main office of the Alderaan MIA. "I understand that this thing is of pure evil, I can almost sense the dark spark of Voldermont right here" , a calm and passive Optimus Primal exclaims. "We will hopefully take care of this artifact soon enough" Boba Fett replies.

FROM THE MIA
 Leia studies the faces in her office. There's her beloved Han, father of her children, hero of the galaxy time and again. The silent, helmeted stare of Fett, unnerving as usual. The sole reason they are here. Then there's the creature she's never met yet, towering over the other two, Optimus Primal. Lastly, the light hearted, good natured Lando Calrissian. She lets her eyes shift from one to the other, lingering on Han, and giving him a coy smile. She clears her throat.
"Gentleman, thank you for coming. We all know why we are here. So let's get down to business."
Her gaze shifts to Fett, and she shifts in her seat, sitting straight, and places her folded hands on her desk.
"I'm not exactly aware of the power of these artifacts, but I do know they are great indeed. Terrible, but great. As Optimus said, I too can feel the darkness within it." 
She points just beyond Fett.
"Your jet pack, Fett. That is the Horcrux. If any of you watched the Immortals game, then you witnessed one such Horcrux destroyed. Now, I have not the means nor the knowledge to destroy this one in such a way, but I do have a plan. I'm not sure if any of you know what The Maw is.."
Han shifts uncomfortably in his seat.
"... Except maybe Han. The Maw is, or more accurately, was Abeloths... prison, if you will. An abandoned sister space station of the one my late son Anakin destroyed, Centerpoint. The Maw is encircled by a series of super massive black holes. Centerpoint was the tool that kept these black holes in check. Once it was destroyed, one of the black holes shifted slightly, thus freeing Abeloth. That was very bad news when we found out about it, when we learned what Centerpoint, The Maw, and Abeloth was. But for us, now, this can be good news. Due to the resulting shift of one of the black holes, two are now "waring" with each other. The points of no return, where the gravitational pull is so strong there is no escape once you reach this point, are playing a sort of tug of war with each other. My plan, is to shoot this Horcrux into the center of these two points of no return, and let the gravitational pulls rip it apart at the cellular level. And no worries, Fett. I shall replace your jet pack, with one not tainted by any dark magics."
She falls silent, waiting for any objection, comment, or concern.

FROM THE LEAGUE COMMISSIONER


THE SENTINELS PLAY THE CROWS THIS WEEK, THE NEXT GAME. STAY TUNED TO SEE WHAT BECOMES OF HORCRUX NUMBER TWO. 

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