John was drinking a glass of wine. When he finished he looked at the stormtrooper Colonel Kramer called in. John gave him his E-11.
John: *Puts the glass on the table. He begins to walk around the table, going clockwise* Right. Now that we're all comfortable, I think it's time to talk about who everyone is, and what they're doing here. Now first the Lieutenant. He's an assassin. A well trained professional in the Rebel Alliance. His job is to shoot you Colonel Kramer, and you General Rosemeyer. He was sent from Yavin to Coruscant to help the Republic with a rescue operation, which brings us to our three friends, Barkley, Thomas, and Christianson. They are of course, members of the Republic.
Thomas: That's a lie.
Colonel Kramer: Let him finish!
John: Their job was to not only rescue the General, but also infiltrate every planet under control by the Imperials which has been going on since, a month ago.
Barkley: That's another lie, you can't prove any of this!
John: *Stops walking* Can't I? *Looks at Morris* Any denials Lieutenant?
Morris didn't say anything, so John continued.
John: *Walks to the right* Now General. *Stops, facing General Carnaby, and pulls out his silenced blaster* Why don't you give us your real name, rank, and social security number?
General Carnaby: *Stays silent*
John: *Shoots his chair*
General Carnaby: *Jumps, and looks at John, knowing he'll fire his blaster again* Cartwright Jones, Corporal in the Rebel Alliance. USA-51-2764.
John: Thank you. *Puts his blaster away, and continues to slowly walk clockwise around the table* Having successfully infiltrated every planet under our control, what was the next phase in the Republic plan? To take down the most important one. How? Simple. Create a fake crash scene with a Rebel ship, and a fake General on board, and allow himself to be brought here to be tortured, and to afford a good excuse for Republic agents to come here, and rescue him.
General Rosemeyer: And you Major Schmidt? What were your orders?
John: To make my own way in, stop the enemies from completing their objectives, and then go into hiding on any planet in the Mid Rim.
Colonel Kramer: Jeez. That's incredible!
John: I couldn't have put it better myself.
General Rosemeyer: You are going to give us proof of who you are.
John: Certainly General. The proof is in three parts, first if I'm not who I say I am, what am I doing here? What can I possibly hope to gain? If I was a Rebel, or a Republic soldier, or spy, surely someone would have stopped me, and I wouldn't be here talking to you. I have nothing to gain. *Walks to Barkley* Also, these three men here, Barkley Thomas, and Christianson. If they are who they claim to be..
Song: link
John: Why would a stormtrooper bring them here? Surely they could make it here on their own. I doubt they even know where their orders come from, or who gives them their orders.
Stop the song
Barkley: We all work through contacts! It wasn't necessary or safe for us to know where our orders were coming from!
John: *Pulls out a little book* Yes, considering that I know his name, and you don't. *Opens the book, and shows a page to Colonel Kramer* Secondly General, you have a very powerful radio transmitter. Put a call out to Major Wilhelm Pulastra on the planet of Velmor.
Velmor, one of many planets in the mid rim is also between the Parlemian Trade Route, and the Daragon Trail.
Imperial Officer: *Walks into a bedroom, and turns on the lights. He sees Wilhelm Pulastra sleeping in a luxury bed with yellow blankets, and pillows* Major. *Moving the Major's shoulders back, and forth* Major. Major!
Wilhelm: *Wakes up* What?
Imperial Officer: It's Colonel Kramer from Schloss Adler in Chevrelium. *Picks up the phone* He says it's very urgent.
Wilhelm: *Takes the phone* Yeah. Major Wilhelm speaking. Yeah Colonel?
Colonel Kramer: Can you describe him?
Wilhelm: That will not be necessary. Ask him to show you his right forearm.
Colonel Kramer: May I see your right forearm?
John: Certainly. *Moves up his sleeve, and shows his right forearm*
Wilhelm: Now two parallel scars should be there, three centimeters apart.
Colonel Kramer: The scars are there.
Wilhelm: Ask how did he get them.
Colonel Kramer: How did you get those?
John: I was born with them.
Colonel Kramer: He says he was born with them.
Wilhelm: That is right, so tell him he's a traitor.
John: Tell him he's a renegade.
Wilhelm: *Laughs* That is Scmidt, no doubt about it.
Colonel Kramer: Thank you Major.
Wilhelm: Thank you Colonel. Goodnight. *Puts the phone back in it's place* Give me the water!
Imperial Officer: *Hands him a glass of water*
John: As you know the real Barkley, Thomas, and Christianson, were responsible for reporting back to Coruscant after every mission, and from there, they would receive a new mission.
Barkley: *Sweating* There's something very wrong Colonel. I don't doubt who Schmidt is, but there has been some mistake.
John: Yes, and you're the ones who made it. *Walks over to Lieutenant Schwartz* Would you be good enough to get us more books, and pencils? We're going to get some more names from those three.
Lieutenant Schwartz: *Stands up, and goes to get the books, and pencils*
2 B Continued
John: *Puts the glass on the table. He begins to walk around the table, going clockwise* Right. Now that we're all comfortable, I think it's time to talk about who everyone is, and what they're doing here. Now first the Lieutenant. He's an assassin. A well trained professional in the Rebel Alliance. His job is to shoot you Colonel Kramer, and you General Rosemeyer. He was sent from Yavin to Coruscant to help the Republic with a rescue operation, which brings us to our three friends, Barkley, Thomas, and Christianson. They are of course, members of the Republic.
Thomas: That's a lie.
Colonel Kramer: Let him finish!
John: Their job was to not only rescue the General, but also infiltrate every planet under control by the Imperials which has been going on since, a month ago.
Barkley: That's another lie, you can't prove any of this!
John: *Stops walking* Can't I? *Looks at Morris* Any denials Lieutenant?
Morris didn't say anything, so John continued.
John: *Walks to the right* Now General. *Stops, facing General Carnaby, and pulls out his silenced blaster* Why don't you give us your real name, rank, and social security number?
General Carnaby: *Stays silent*
John: *Shoots his chair*
General Carnaby: *Jumps, and looks at John, knowing he'll fire his blaster again* Cartwright Jones, Corporal in the Rebel Alliance. USA-51-2764.
John: Thank you. *Puts his blaster away, and continues to slowly walk clockwise around the table* Having successfully infiltrated every planet under our control, what was the next phase in the Republic plan? To take down the most important one. How? Simple. Create a fake crash scene with a Rebel ship, and a fake General on board, and allow himself to be brought here to be tortured, and to afford a good excuse for Republic agents to come here, and rescue him.
General Rosemeyer: And you Major Schmidt? What were your orders?
John: To make my own way in, stop the enemies from completing their objectives, and then go into hiding on any planet in the Mid Rim.
Colonel Kramer: Jeez. That's incredible!
John: I couldn't have put it better myself.
General Rosemeyer: You are going to give us proof of who you are.
John: Certainly General. The proof is in three parts, first if I'm not who I say I am, what am I doing here? What can I possibly hope to gain? If I was a Rebel, or a Republic soldier, or spy, surely someone would have stopped me, and I wouldn't be here talking to you. I have nothing to gain. *Walks to Barkley* Also, these three men here, Barkley Thomas, and Christianson. If they are who they claim to be..
Song: link
John: Why would a stormtrooper bring them here? Surely they could make it here on their own. I doubt they even know where their orders come from, or who gives them their orders.
Stop the song
Barkley: We all work through contacts! It wasn't necessary or safe for us to know where our orders were coming from!
John: *Pulls out a little book* Yes, considering that I know his name, and you don't. *Opens the book, and shows a page to Colonel Kramer* Secondly General, you have a very powerful radio transmitter. Put a call out to Major Wilhelm Pulastra on the planet of Velmor.
Velmor, one of many planets in the mid rim is also between the Parlemian Trade Route, and the Daragon Trail.
Imperial Officer: *Walks into a bedroom, and turns on the lights. He sees Wilhelm Pulastra sleeping in a luxury bed with yellow blankets, and pillows* Major. *Moving the Major's shoulders back, and forth* Major. Major!
Wilhelm: *Wakes up* What?
Imperial Officer: It's Colonel Kramer from Schloss Adler in Chevrelium. *Picks up the phone* He says it's very urgent.
Wilhelm: *Takes the phone* Yeah. Major Wilhelm speaking. Yeah Colonel?
Colonel Kramer: Can you describe him?
Wilhelm: That will not be necessary. Ask him to show you his right forearm.
Colonel Kramer: May I see your right forearm?
John: Certainly. *Moves up his sleeve, and shows his right forearm*
Wilhelm: Now two parallel scars should be there, three centimeters apart.
Colonel Kramer: The scars are there.
Wilhelm: Ask how did he get them.
Colonel Kramer: How did you get those?
John: I was born with them.
Colonel Kramer: He says he was born with them.
Wilhelm: That is right, so tell him he's a traitor.
John: Tell him he's a renegade.
Wilhelm: *Laughs* That is Scmidt, no doubt about it.
Colonel Kramer: Thank you Major.
Wilhelm: Thank you Colonel. Goodnight. *Puts the phone back in it's place* Give me the water!
Imperial Officer: *Hands him a glass of water*
John: As you know the real Barkley, Thomas, and Christianson, were responsible for reporting back to Coruscant after every mission, and from there, they would receive a new mission.
Barkley: *Sweating* There's something very wrong Colonel. I don't doubt who Schmidt is, but there has been some mistake.
John: Yes, and you're the ones who made it. *Walks over to Lieutenant Schwartz* Would you be good enough to get us more books, and pencils? We're going to get some more names from those three.
Lieutenant Schwartz: *Stands up, and goes to get the books, and pencils*
2 B Continued
