The Imperial War Room

[Sol Walker]

That would be a reference to your mid-sized mines. Midsized mines work only on Mid-sized vessels and lower.
You might knock out a Nebulon B or a Corellian Corvette, but anything bigger would laugh at your efforts.  

[ElladanKenet]

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[Sol Walker]

Note that its already been established your "Superweapon" is like an EMP mine on steroids.
I dont know why you'd be concerned with midsized EMP mines.  

[ElladanKenet]

Would you rather me use the "Superweapon" and just go ahead and romp around obliterating the fleets? No, I think not. I was trying to be fair  

[Sol Walker]

Just call 'em Military Grade Ion Mines.
That way they'll do something.  

[ElladanKenet]

Fair enough. The Mandals are bound to have plents, especially since I haven't been using much  

[FrozenPhoenix32]

So who wants to try and ******** with Hapes?  

[Sol Walker]

Mandalore the Immortal: Not me. They have nothing I want.

Link: Not this one. This one has no quarrel with them.

Cale: Aint that the place with the society primarily composed of beautiful women? Hell I'm there!

Rain: Get back here horndog. They'd kill you on the spot.  

[AFK Masturbating]

Freya: Like, no way! Aren't they totally those snooty mega-barves that think they're hot Sith on a silver platter?  

[stellarmagic]

Revak: Hap whata?

Calra: Hapans... I'm not familiar.

Jenel: Teehee... I am one.

Borill: Lets see, promote me to fleet admiral and give me orders to invade and I might be willing to stir up trouble... otherwise, count me out.  

[Sol Walker]

Celestia Whitesword

Freya: Like, no way! Aren't they totally those snooty mega-barves that think they're hot Sith on a silver platter?

Cale: Yeah, but they're dead sexy. rroworr.

Rain: Stop thinking with your tool, playboy.

Link: orororo.....how can this one be related to him??

Cale: Every day I ask that same question. That princess girl was crawling
all over you and you turned down an easy and well deserved score!

Link: stressed More pressing matters there were!

Cale: Y'know I think you and Haldir got something in common....

Rain: It is kind of looking that way....

Link: crying Oro.....  

[FrozenPhoenix32]

Vaan: That's what I thought.  

[Sol Walker]

FrozenPhoenix32

Vaan: That's what I thought.

Cale: You thought what, Blue boy? Thought about finding out how many blaster bolts you can eat before you start on fire? *Blaster arming noise* Cause I can help you find out if you want. Wont take but a second.
Link: eek
Cale: Its one thing for familiy to make fun of one another. Its something else when other people do it.  

[Nelowulf]

HM: Allow me the honors of roasting flesh, squishy meatbag. My master knows many ways to cook a body. Plus, we're evil. We don't get the guilt trips like you "goodies" do.

Ferno: *nods*

Labrynth: By god you stupid Anzat, how many times have I whacked your hands teaching you to never toy with your opponent!

Rook: Lab, if this is what happens when you try to model the perfect infiltrator after me, I think its time for you to retire. You either honor me comppletely, or not at all.

Neb: You know, this reminds me of a time...

Ferno: Shut up.  

[Sol Walker]

Link: eek Da-shiang bao-tza shr duh lah doo-tze! The Dark one! He speaks! By the Force he must be slain!
Link's Master: stare *Smacks Link upside the head* I thought I taught you smarter than that, dimwit. And watch your language. There's mandalorians present.