Michael Sorek
Character
-SKYFALL (INSTRUMENTAL)-
A year ago...
An small, silvery-white life pod from an unknown vessel came hurtling downward like a fireball from the partly cloudy skies in the mid morning hours. Moments later, an area of the seas was engulfed in a plume of steam that could be seen for miles. Through the damaged door of the lifepod an unconscious brunette male lay with a steady trickle of blood flowing down from a gash on his brow. CIS insignia grey armor adored the male and a sniper rifle rested in pieces at his feet.
Hours later, a submersible rose from beneath the surface of the water. Water fell down and away from the rising form as it slowed to a stop near the escape pod that was bobbing up and down on the surface. The fishermen took to investigating the pod with sidearms at the ready for security. They waited until the pod was cooled down enough to touch before prying open the hatch. Upon seeing the unconscious humanoid male, they removed him and his weapon from the vessel. Deciding they could use the pod for parts, the fishermen took the pod in their nets and sailed towards the Island Spire settlement of Bestine IV.
Bestine IV, a world nearly completely covered in vast oceans teeming with undersea wildlife in the same fashion as Kamino. The only structures are massive natural rock spires that dot portions of the planet. Within the structures, settlers of the planet have created liveable settlements. Even the Imperial Alliance at one point had Naval Shipyards constructed on them at a place known as Juggerhead. They created a good deal of Star Destroyers for the Imperials, but their plans for the TIE Torpedo submersible was taken by the local inhabitants before it could have been destroyed. It was modified and re-purposed for the fishermen.
Storms on the planet usually caused the inhabitants no fuss. They would simply watch for the storms and go into lockdown mode. The lockdown mode would be all of the open air markets atop the spire forming a protective transparasteel dome over the area. The lower parts of the spire would close off their exposed spire areas with transparasteel weather barriers.
During sunnier times, the settlement opened up and inhabitants would go about their daily lives. The biggest profession on the planet was hunting for fish. The armored fish of the seas and the sink crab that would often attack to the hulls of the leftover Imperial submersibles that were utilized for their undersea fishing expeditions. The fishermen would utilize the ship's torpedo system to knock holes in the armor of the fish, knock them out and exit the ship with their rebreathers to kill the stunned prey and fix them to the netting on the side of the submersible. Three or four submersibles at a time would go out in various zones to fish.
Meanwhile, the settlers in the top of the spire would work in the munitions factory to provide the torpedoes and repair components on the submersibles. They also handled the law and order and trade kiosks in the open air markets. Two landing platforms facilitated the offworlder trade vessels to come in with miscellaneous trade goods and more importantly parts to make the munitions. Lower levels were citizen and guest housing and entertainment venues. The lowest portion were the docks and the dockworker housings.
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During the year that passed, Michael discovered a new home with the people of the Island Spire. They treated him warily and with a little hostile at first. This was a settlement where you had to prove your worth or be banished. He eventually found his worth in the Fishermen Union. Fishing alongside them and helping them find the best spots for the hunt using his tracking skills. One of the factory workers had gotten a hold of Michael's sniple rifle with intent to convert to use in the submersibles. Michael made a deal with the factory worker that he would make better use of the rifle with the Fishermen Union if the factory worker would help him repair the weapon. The worker agreed and the pair went to work repairing the weapon to aid the fishermen.
It was also during that year the Michael discovered that he had no way to contact the CIS to inform them of the situation. He had been in a squadron placed on a routine supply run that happened to cross into Omega Protectorate space. Their ship had been attacked by pirates and the squad had fought valiantly to repel them, but it was no use. The squad was forced to abandon ship as the invaders took the ship's cargo and blasted the ship to pieces. Lifepods were jettisoned in various directions. Michael Sorek's pod spun out like crazy as it sailed through the open space and finally hit the gravitational pull of Bestine IV. As the ship spun out, Michael thought this trip was the end. He'd been unnaturally lucky when it came to his missions with the CIS. This trip had spiraled downward out of control like his feelings of regret and remorse for how he treated his family and friends and ran away from it all. He thought about how he had selfishly not considered his partner Jerek's feelings as he accepted the mission a week before Jerek's birthday. As he had flashes of his old lives on Naboo with his mother and father and on Tatooine with his uncle and his partner, Michael's pod hit turbulence as he hit the atmosphere of Bestine IV. It knocked a gash in his forehead and his gun went flying into him. He slumped down against the back of his pod's singular seat unconscious to the rest of the descent.
Finally after a year, Michael gained a modest, one bedroom home in the Island Spire and a place among the fishermen. He was well liked and was living a good life on Bestine IV. He missed his partner, but that had to be pushed into the back of his mind. Michael had no way to get back to his old life. He had to push forward and do what he could with his current life.
[member="Seanna Vel"]
A year ago...
An small, silvery-white life pod from an unknown vessel came hurtling downward like a fireball from the partly cloudy skies in the mid morning hours. Moments later, an area of the seas was engulfed in a plume of steam that could be seen for miles. Through the damaged door of the lifepod an unconscious brunette male lay with a steady trickle of blood flowing down from a gash on his brow. CIS insignia grey armor adored the male and a sniper rifle rested in pieces at his feet.
Hours later, a submersible rose from beneath the surface of the water. Water fell down and away from the rising form as it slowed to a stop near the escape pod that was bobbing up and down on the surface. The fishermen took to investigating the pod with sidearms at the ready for security. They waited until the pod was cooled down enough to touch before prying open the hatch. Upon seeing the unconscious humanoid male, they removed him and his weapon from the vessel. Deciding they could use the pod for parts, the fishermen took the pod in their nets and sailed towards the Island Spire settlement of Bestine IV.
Bestine IV, a world nearly completely covered in vast oceans teeming with undersea wildlife in the same fashion as Kamino. The only structures are massive natural rock spires that dot portions of the planet. Within the structures, settlers of the planet have created liveable settlements. Even the Imperial Alliance at one point had Naval Shipyards constructed on them at a place known as Juggerhead. They created a good deal of Star Destroyers for the Imperials, but their plans for the TIE Torpedo submersible was taken by the local inhabitants before it could have been destroyed. It was modified and re-purposed for the fishermen.
Storms on the planet usually caused the inhabitants no fuss. They would simply watch for the storms and go into lockdown mode. The lockdown mode would be all of the open air markets atop the spire forming a protective transparasteel dome over the area. The lower parts of the spire would close off their exposed spire areas with transparasteel weather barriers.
During sunnier times, the settlement opened up and inhabitants would go about their daily lives. The biggest profession on the planet was hunting for fish. The armored fish of the seas and the sink crab that would often attack to the hulls of the leftover Imperial submersibles that were utilized for their undersea fishing expeditions. The fishermen would utilize the ship's torpedo system to knock holes in the armor of the fish, knock them out and exit the ship with their rebreathers to kill the stunned prey and fix them to the netting on the side of the submersible. Three or four submersibles at a time would go out in various zones to fish.
Meanwhile, the settlers in the top of the spire would work in the munitions factory to provide the torpedoes and repair components on the submersibles. They also handled the law and order and trade kiosks in the open air markets. Two landing platforms facilitated the offworlder trade vessels to come in with miscellaneous trade goods and more importantly parts to make the munitions. Lower levels were citizen and guest housing and entertainment venues. The lowest portion were the docks and the dockworker housings.
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During the year that passed, Michael discovered a new home with the people of the Island Spire. They treated him warily and with a little hostile at first. This was a settlement where you had to prove your worth or be banished. He eventually found his worth in the Fishermen Union. Fishing alongside them and helping them find the best spots for the hunt using his tracking skills. One of the factory workers had gotten a hold of Michael's sniple rifle with intent to convert to use in the submersibles. Michael made a deal with the factory worker that he would make better use of the rifle with the Fishermen Union if the factory worker would help him repair the weapon. The worker agreed and the pair went to work repairing the weapon to aid the fishermen.
It was also during that year the Michael discovered that he had no way to contact the CIS to inform them of the situation. He had been in a squadron placed on a routine supply run that happened to cross into Omega Protectorate space. Their ship had been attacked by pirates and the squad had fought valiantly to repel them, but it was no use. The squad was forced to abandon ship as the invaders took the ship's cargo and blasted the ship to pieces. Lifepods were jettisoned in various directions. Michael Sorek's pod spun out like crazy as it sailed through the open space and finally hit the gravitational pull of Bestine IV. As the ship spun out, Michael thought this trip was the end. He'd been unnaturally lucky when it came to his missions with the CIS. This trip had spiraled downward out of control like his feelings of regret and remorse for how he treated his family and friends and ran away from it all. He thought about how he had selfishly not considered his partner Jerek's feelings as he accepted the mission a week before Jerek's birthday. As he had flashes of his old lives on Naboo with his mother and father and on Tatooine with his uncle and his partner, Michael's pod hit turbulence as he hit the atmosphere of Bestine IV. It knocked a gash in his forehead and his gun went flying into him. He slumped down against the back of his pod's singular seat unconscious to the rest of the descent.
Finally after a year, Michael gained a modest, one bedroom home in the Island Spire and a place among the fishermen. He was well liked and was living a good life on Bestine IV. He missed his partner, but that had to be pushed into the back of his mind. Michael had no way to get back to his old life. He had to push forward and do what he could with his current life.
[member="Seanna Vel"]
