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Post by Cluge of the Grey on May 4, 2005 18:27:26 GMT -5
((Yes, Auntie.))
Cluge stared into the Zeb'rak's hateful eyes. He leaned in close and whispered, "Do you really think Your lady doesn't know? She is more trained than you are in the ways of the force. She will read your mind like a book. She will destroy us all to get her revenge. Think, Does your lady really care about you?" With that message resounding in his skull, Cluge backed off and stood next to Xaria. Hold onto your Lightsabres, Xaria. We might not get out of this one. In truth he admired the Female's control on her temper. On Tatooine, females were no more than cooks and Housekeepers. It was intresting to see someone so different.
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on May 4, 2005 19:00:50 GMT -5
Eisley sat on the bed. "Would you mind telling me about this?" She waved her arms towards the room. "Your family, why you came to the Temple anything I suppose. I want to know about you Jendana so that I can help you in any way I can."
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on May 4, 2005 19:16:50 GMT -5
The laughter came unexpectedly, bitter and short. "About this? I came to the Temple because of 'this'." She in turn gestured around the room, a little sarcastically. "My mother died not long ago, a few years, and according to the rest of this household, except maybe Rhis, it's my fault." Jend shook her head, not quite sure what else to say. As if I didn't love her...
"Maybe I thought leaving would help, though it hasn't seemed to. And why the Temple? A Jedi I met once noticed that I was extra quick at certain things; flying, for one. That was quite a long time ago, before my mother left us. There wasn't much else left for me to do. So, I talked my older brother into smuggling me over there."
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on May 5, 2005 8:26:43 GMT -5
Raze pulled his hood up quickly, but a slight flash of fear penetrated his red eyes. "Milday, maybe we should get off this planet." He suggested.
He hated this Tusken, human, or whatever he was. He turned to Taania swiftly. "I suggest you keep your pupil under control, he is beginning to get on my nerves." He walked back to where he stood before, behind Myth, and shook his head to get rid of the strange feelings welling up within him.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on May 6, 2005 4:00:22 GMT -5
"How in Kessel do I restrain him when my hands and feet are quite literally tied?" Taania snapped. "You want to restrain him, you can lock him away yourself. I did not think you cared enough to think to have mercy on us for our own sakes, surely we should be dead by now."
The Jedi Master interlaced her fingers. "Really, now. You're as on my nerves as they."
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Post by Red Five on May 6, 2005 17:09:34 GMT -5
Gari padded through the halls of Jend's home, following the familier route. And other Jedi are so proud to be able to use the Force to find stuff..., he laughed, and arrived at the door. Were there voices in there, or...Gari raised a hand to knock but then lowered it again. If she had a guest, it would never hurt to impress him. --Jendana? It's me, and i've brought another story...can i come in?
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on May 6, 2005 18:05:17 GMT -5
"Yes, master," Cluge said in monotone. It is pretty hard to stay away from this Sith while he insults my honor! He looked up at Myth. "Why do you hate her so?" he said referring to his Mother.
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Post by Myth Ceota on May 6, 2005 19:13:54 GMT -5
"Why would I care?" Myth asked, dryly, staring hard at Cluge unblinkingly. "Neither of us care for the other, it's only chance that we are together, and chance that will drive us 'part. And, tell me, why would it matter to you that I hate Shadow?"
The unblinking stare, the purely thoughtful expression-- it combined evil with light for a second. "I hate her for what she became," the Twi'lek sith said without lack of a spiteful expression. "Now." Sshe reached out and grasped Cluge firmly by the shoulders, but spoke to Raze. "Take the other one to the back rooms and keep an eye on her. I'm not having you and the Tusken tearing each other apart, and the master escaping for want of watch."
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on May 6, 2005 19:34:26 GMT -5
"I am concerned for the safety of my Mother. That is to me sufficient reason to be concerned." Cluge decided a con approach. "Why do you hesitate? What's stopping you from killing me here, now?" Cluge was trying to buy himself time while he reached for his lightsabre with the Force. "Or is it that you need me as a bargaining chip?"
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on May 7, 2005 11:49:16 GMT -5
The voice in her head came as a bit of a shock, as she had not heard it in a very long time. She stopped talking, abruptly forgetting what she had been going to say.
Gari?
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on May 7, 2005 20:26:33 GMT -5
She jolted at the harsh sound. "You have spite Jendana. And you're scared." She stopped as a voice floated through her mind. It was soft and somewhat familiar but in an odd way. Coud this be the brother that the younger girl spoke of? Eisley rose and crossed to the door "Shall I open it?"
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on May 8, 2005 10:29:27 GMT -5
"What about the other female?" He murmured curiously, but wondered if it was a mistake to ask. He stood still, wondering if he was to berated for his questioning.
((Echo, don't be reaching for your lightsaber. Besides we don't know where it ended up. Myth could have it, it could be on the floor of the ship, or even outside still. *snrk* Yah! The plot holes!))
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Post by Red Five on May 8, 2005 15:12:01 GMT -5
--Hey, Jend, you're back1 Been a while, I know, can I, you know, come in?
Irritatingly, always irritating, he couldn't tell who her guest was but could hear the voices through thick walls. It wasn't a member of her family, he was sure...he had waited around for them to stop talking/yelling before. This was a friend or something.
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Post by Cy Otauna on May 8, 2005 15:31:12 GMT -5
Xaria didn't care for being called 'other female', but she was beginning to not care about anything, something that came from starting to feel the aches of lightsaber combat after a long and stationary trip through space. So she turned and, of her own accord and ignoring most everyone Sith and Jedi, began to walk toward the spoken of back rooms. She shrugged her shoulders, shook the leg her lightsaber hung beside, and wished she felt anywhere near safe enough to sleep or meditate. But she didn't, so she would walk. again that flash-- There had been rumors circulating of an assasin so deadly that the only ones who saw her face were those that hired her and those that she killed. The Jedi did not bother about this threat as she was not a Sith. Bounty hunters were numerous and more like bothersome flies than anything to be worried about. But that was if you were a Jedi and not a common person. He huddled in the alley nervously glancing behind him as he scurried towards the door where he would be safe. A low chuckle stopped him and he knew his time had come. He had always known there was a large price on his head but he had hoped not to suffer death at the Dark Woman's hand. Two blades sprang to life, one red the other purple. "Going somewhere?" The lightswords danced as they made quick work of the Rodian. "I think not." Ril deactived her weapons and tucked them into her belt. She searched the body at her feet and soon pulled out a heavy moneybag. "Many thanks to you. Now what was so important about this door." She pulled the heavy wooden door open to see a family huddled in the shadows. "Did you bring us food Daddy?" A thin voice carried softly to the womans ears. "No." Screams filled the air as the sabres danced again. When she was finished searching the small room for money and finding none she wiped her cloak of blood and dirt and walked away. There was no remorse, ever. --and Xaria threw out a hand and caught herself against the wall, then put her back to the metal and sat there, breathing, watching reactions. Another vision, another--it must be her--product the Master-Padawan bond. But that dark woman who had slaughtered the Rodian's children had not been Eisley. In a way but not in ways, connectied but...was that before...no. Not Eisley. Not when Xaria was the dark one, that felt the power and the hardness of that moment...that had not been Eisley's. It had been Xaria's own. It must have been. The Zabrak sighed and blinked her blue eyes, thoughts of her own situation and momentary discomfort utterly gone.
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on May 8, 2005 16:09:33 GMT -5
Jend jumped up and hurried across to the door next to Eisley, almost tripping over her feet in her hurry. "Of course!" The door slid open, and she reached out to pull the younger boy inside. "Another story? Of course I must read it."
She was so surprised by his sudded appearance that she had nearly forgotten Eisley, standing next to her. "Oh, Gari, this is my friend, Eisley Oricla."
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on May 8, 2005 18:36:43 GMT -5
Eisley nodded. "Umm yes nice to meet you. You are lucky to have such a friend as your sister." She moved out the door a plastic smile on her face. "I will leave you two alone." As she walked down the hall and back into the guest room her mind wandered to Xaria. There was confusion, pain almost. If only there was some way to help. But there wasn't.
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Post by Myth Ceota on May 9, 2005 0:27:07 GMT -5
"Ah, leave the other Zabrak be," Myth said, a hint of amusement touching her voice. "She came of her own accord, and shouldn't be much more than a bother. Worry about the master." She instinctively caught the flicker through the Force, and reached out, batting Cluge's mental grasp out as if he were nothing more than a fly, a pesky insect to be swatted if it grew too large of a pain.
"Now, now." She gazed steadily at Cluge, eyes aflame. "Leave that alone. I'm keeping you alive as a tool, yes, but a tool will work just as well with perhaps one less hand...."
//We'll say I have Cluge's lightsabre, for the time.//
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on May 9, 2005 8:24:31 GMT -5
Raze lifted Taania up and half carried her, half leading her to the back parts of the ship. When he reached a fairly secure back room he opened the door and let Taania in first.
Raze looked at Taania as he sat her down on a cushioned bench. "I'm sorry about the things I said." He told her. He leaned up against the wall opposite of her and watched her.
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Post by Red Five on May 9, 2005 17:33:14 GMT -5
Gari followed the tall Twi'lek with his eyes. "Erm, okay. She's...a Jedi? Yeah, I got this..." He handed Jend a sheaf of papers. "Indy's gone to Rodia fighting pirates...I think it's pretty good." Jedi? A connection to home? "And where've you been all this time?" He looked around for somewhere to sit, illogically uncomfortable.
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Post by Cy Otauna on May 9, 2005 17:43:31 GMT -5
<<*shriek* Tad Williams Fandom Corporation! Can I join? >>
Darth Xaria, back Before, had not been great with Force lightning. It had, however, been known to come at its own volition in the worst--or best--of times. At the Jedi Temple there had been no reason, not since she had stopped hating Kenobi. Now, however. The lightning took her hands and curled them into fists, and sinews stood out against the sparce tatooing. A bolt struck for Myst and a bolt shattered the bulwarks in the direction Raze and Taania had gone, pulling behind it anger and frustration and weakness, anger at Myth the Sith and Raze the traitor...Xaria growled, anchored the lightning on the magneticly sealed floor of the ship though it still streamed through her, out of her, behind her eyes--and smiled at Myth. "Enough." She said, quietly. The look switched to Raze--this is illogical--"Enough manipluation."
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