The Virus

Major General Celestial

Celestial noticed his good freind leave from the bridge. He smiled, because he knew what he was going to do, or at least an idea. He folded his arms behind his back and stared into the deep section of hyperspace.

He had finally gotten bored, and then he remembered. It was a brief statement about new protective armor that kept the virus out of your system, yet it was capable of letting you move quickly. "Captain, inform all of my colleagues to pick up some armor later tonight. We don't want them to catch it."
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

High Mage Serratus

Serratus had been lurking in the shadows behind Celestial. He had trouble sleeping since he was transformed so he preferred to just observe.

"I won't be needing any armour. No virus will get through this skin."
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If you see dreadlocks and a staff coming towards you very rapidly, you're in trouble.

Major General Celestial

Celestial truned around to face the heavily armored man. He had barely even noticed him in the room.

The recolections of that day came back to him, when the armor molded with his skin.

"Ah, yes. I remember. It is your choice, not mine."
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

High Mage Serratus

Serratus shook his head.

"If several krayt dragons, Tusken Raiders, miasmal mists, a Sith Necromancer and Tanya Secura can't get through this skin, no virus will."
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If you see dreadlocks and a staff coming towards you very rapidly, you're in trouble.

High Prophet Crozeus

Crozeus spoke up. "The Force will protect me."

Celestial looked as if he was about to disagree, but Crozeus smiled and held up a package. "But I brought this bio-suit along too." He looked down and tutted. "It's going to mess up my robes."
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Major General Celestial

"If anyone it would be you my old apprentice."

He had a breif smile before he began talking again. We will be there in only one hour, so prepare."
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

High Prophet Crozeus

Crozeus nodded, grinning as well. It was good to be back with his old Master as equals in the Empire. A knot formed in his throat. For all they knew, they could land, become infected and die, and that would be it. He walked to the viewport to wait, and reflect over things while watching the endless tunnel of hyperspace. He was already prepared.
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High Mage Serratus

Serratys had been waiting patiently in the shadows for some time when he emerged once again.

"Celestial, we are here."

Before them lay the ravaged planet of Sernpidal.
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If you see dreadlocks and a staff coming towards you very rapidly, you're in trouble.

High Prophet Crozeus

Crozeus looked at it. Many years before, the Yuuzhan Vong had created a basal there which pulled the smaller of the two moons into the planet, killing millions and rendering it uninhabitable, save for a few brave colonists. Crozeus suspected that the virus was a cruel afterthought by the Vong. Sernpidal was one of the first planets they occupied.

He donned his suit when he was in the hangar, and waited for them to land.
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Major General Celestial

Celestial put on the small suit that prevented the disease. He nodded to the others, and he was the first to go out. The ravaged planet lay waste all around him, and what colonists had been left were now dead, lying at his feet.
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

High Prophet Crozeus

"By Saber..." Crozeus muttered. It was a wasteland. He didn't know if it was the Vong or the Virus that had caused it.

He crossed to one of the bodies and ran a scan on it, trying not to retch at the smell that filled his nostrils, or the repulsive looking expression on the poor man's face.

He called out to the others.

"I'm going to try and match what happened to him to anything we know about."
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High Mage Serratus

Serratus ran his hand through his hair. His team of Mages had actually managed to pull their bio-suits on, amazing. He snapped his fingers.

"Soil, air and water samples NOW!"

The group of lesser Sith scurried to their work.

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If you see dreadlocks and a staff coming towards you very rapidly, you're in trouble.