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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Mar 13, 2005 18:34:51 GMT -5
"Call me Jandalf," she said cautiously, her fear beginning to leave as she brought it under control. He's a guy with an arrow. You have the Force. Chances are actually somewhat good that you could at least evade one or two shots.
...However, if he's more than a mere archer... She grimaced. But there was a way to get something out of this regardless, she saw, and decided to give it a shot.
"What sort of promise or oath would you require from me if I could get a meeting with the Lady of these Woods?"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Mar 14, 2005 0:32:22 GMT -5
[I'm clueless,] Tiana sent, dryly. [But you've done the whole teleporting before, haven't you?] She sighed, and finally offered her potential solution.
"We're doomed," Ariane offered, and said no more. She had no clue what to do, as the narrator also was rather idealess.
((Maeg, do you have some idea WHY Galadriel dislikes both the rogue elves so much?))
"But..." Lara'li suddenly went quiet. "I'm not really that important to all this. What if I'll have to stay behind as a hostage, or whatever, to make certain you two do what you've been... well... ordered to do." The Terran for once was clueless. She didn't know what was going on, whether Galadriel was out to kill the two elves, or take over the Mirrors, or anything.
The Lady hadn't spoken to her, after all. She was just one random piece that had been thrown into the mix.
And sighed. "Don't appologize. I've always been thrown into the mix, though I'm the smallest, the least powerful. I'm hardly a trained Jedi-- merely one who's picked up on a bit at the Academy on Yavin IV by accident-- didn't even want to. I know a bit of magic, enough to look all powerfulish, but I'm hardly anything. I'd be better if you gave me a frying pan and a sword to fight with rather than a lightsaber. I nearly got killed in the Shadow Realms back while Tiana was still out of the picture because I didn't know how to handle the Force, so I tried to learn a bit... it's all so big. I can't do anything more, beyond remember what I have to. Why should we have to restore the balance? Why can't you just let them kill Almarien, and let us return?"
Lara'li wondered what had brought that on. "I mean..." she stammered. Da...rn... now I'm going to have to explain a dislike to Shadow! Augh...
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Post by Lady Maeggaladiel on Mar 14, 2005 2:23:01 GMT -5
//Yeah, pretty much. I'm not entirely sure why Shadow was kicked out of Lorien in the first place; I'm kind of running off of what Shadow was thinking back when they first came to Lorien. I've got something planned for Maeg though. In all honesty, I started this whole ordeal because we'd kind of been sitting doing nothing for quite a while. Sorry if I messed up anything you'd had planned for the group. If you had ideas, go ahead and use em. Chances are they won't conflict with what I've got planned for Maeg.//
//I'll try toning it down a bit. Galadriel's been getting a bit too evil, I'll admit. I was seriously half awake when I was writing that. I'd spent the weekend before in the Emergency Room, and I was probably on pain killers while I was writing it. *rolls eyes* I'm NOT a drug addict, I swear. I'm just in the hospital a lot because of lung problems. Great, now everybody's going to think I'm a druggie and a smoker. I'M NOT! I PROMISE! I'M CIGARRETTE AND DRUG FREE! REMEMBER MY LONG SPEECH ABOUT MARFAN SYNDROME LAST MONTH?*runs off, embarrassed.*//
Maeg blinked.
"Would you have preffered that outcome?" she asked. She grimaced. "Ugh, I sounded like Galadriel when I said that! I've really got to get out of here." She shook her head.
"I just don't want anything to happen to anyone," she said. "I don't pretend to know what Almarien has done in the past, to you or anyone else. I am sorry if what I have done has offended you in any way. But you'll just have to trust me on this one, Lara'li. You won't be held hostage. You'll be able to go back through the Mirror. No one from this realm, elf or otherwise, will harm you. Galadriel seems to think that I can handle this task, so I'm going to have to trust too. I shouldn't have rambled on like I did about coincidence and destiny. It was just stupid nonsense from a very tired mind."
"Don't think that you're powerless," she continued. "You're not. Far from it. There is great power within all of us. Sometimes it is harder to see than others. They say that if you give it form, it will give you strength."
She caught herself rambling again and changed the subject.
"If I might ask, what has Shadow done to cause so much anger? Why do you dislike her so?"
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Mar 14, 2005 13:48:15 GMT -5
((Hey, no worries, Maeg...I have at least two local friends who spend/have spent copious amounts of time in the hospital. Under the influence of codiene, morphine, you name it. They're not smokers or druggies either! Well, the one sort of is, but they're legal drugs, and without them she'd have a constant migrane...heck, by now, she's so tolerant she could down an entire bottle of painkiller and it wouldn't register. I have some interesting acquaintances, indeed...))
Jandalf took a deep (and partially calming) breath. [Let's not go that far, Padawan. Just let me see what you see and feed in some of your other perceptions. I should be able to pull it off with that amount of information.]
"Don't worry," she said to Ariane. "We're just taking this one step at a time. I'm going to be teleporting us to her, with any luck, and when that happens...well...we'll see when we get there, right?"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Mar 17, 2005 2:58:09 GMT -5
((...heh... I have... umm... Adrienne who's as nuts as I am, C who's as nuts as I am, and S who's... herself... for friends. And Magoo who's also nuts. I have very little friends... sigh... no one likes me in RL... *starts crying* I'm all alone! The only one of those friends who's anywhere within a 45 minute drive is Adrienne, I think! And Jandalf could never put up with me in reality, the sulky annoying little... Skywalker... that I am. Considering she seems to hate people who talk without thought, or whatever. She would've locked me in a closet by now. So... oh well, no worries, Maeg. We really don't care too much about what pain killers you need.))
"The enigmatic elf?" Lara'li countered wryly. "Is that what you're attempting to be? Confusingly wise?" She couldn't help the grim smile that crossed her face when she folded her arms. "As for Shadow..." She grimaced visibly. "Well..."
"And, again, you're insisting on bringing me," Ariane said, a humorless smile on her face. "See what happens indeed."
Tiana closed her eyes, attempting to clear the panic out of her mind as well as the walls that prevents her from giving Jandalf any information at all. She sighed hard, and shattered her shields in one hard blow, leaving herself mentally unguarded. [You'll have to shield for me, Master. I can't achieve this and still maintain any shielding that isn't... well... you know. ]
She tugged her robes around her, suddenly feeling very cold, and wishing she had a mirror. Ignoring the feeling that there was something very wrong, she made an attempt to push over her perceptions, mainly sight and a basic idea of what she got through her mind. There wasn't much to hear, though she attempted to open that channel too, and maintaining any feeling through her hands was a challenge she couldn't really hold, as touch wasn't a typical perception of a world to send mentally.
((If you're going to succeed, I'll give you a basic rundown over what this world's differences are.))
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Mar 17, 2005 3:17:19 GMT -5
Shadow stepped in in time to hear Lara'li's and Maeg's last dialogue. "As for 'Shadow and I'," she mocked slightly, "we've agreed to let well enough alone and forget about what happened. N'ere the less, the basics were that I was her worst enemy for a while. She gave me the knocks to prove it too," she added dryly. "But we've agreed to not kill each other for the time. I've hardly done anything, and everything that happened was out of my control, I swear!"
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Sarian paused. "You would go to see the Lady?" he asked somewhat incredously. "Very well..." He paused over the name. "Jandalf. It would be her choice to see you, and no oath you give me could garentee anything." He smiled dryly.
"Jandalf, is it?" He grumbled in Common, "I'm probably going to get myself kicked out for this, but I owe you this for Almarien's sake." Swiching back to Basic again, he kept the hard tone. "You go blindfolded and weaponless, or not at all. And, yes, I know the difference between a glowrod and a lightsaber, unlike most here."
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Mar 17, 2005 18:30:14 GMT -5
The Padawan paused for a moment, then nodded and unhooked her lightsaber. "I understand. Far better to risk a little displeasure among some visitors than to risk what peace you have." Offering the weapon up, she said hesitantly, "And...I hope you don't mind me asking, but, uh, what's this about you owing me through Almarien?"
Jandalf raised an eyebrow at Ariane. "Of course you're coming along. I can't just leave you here on this Force-forsaken island. There isn't even anything to eat."
She sank into the connection, reinforcing it further while surging ahead to construct temporary shielding around Tiana's mind. ...Interesting place we have here...
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Mar 18, 2005 3:50:30 GMT -5
Startled that she had understood the other langauge, Sarian blinked a couple times to regain his composure before taking her lightsaber. "A friend of mine who's aqainted with you," he said, dryly. She read his mind too well, he thought-- picking up on slightest thoughts.
Force-sensitives...
"Don't take it personally," he said, softly to her comment on the peace. "But with things the way they are-- it's better to risk a smaller war than the end of everything." He placed his arrow back and slung his bow back over his shoulder, on the hope that she wouldn't attack him. "If you don't mind me asking, do you know either a 'Shadow', Maeggaladiel, Lara'li, or a Tiana? They also appear to be... in... a similar situation to you, Lady Jandalf, and have mentioned your name a couple times I believe, unless I am mistaken."
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Mar 18, 2005 4:11:57 GMT -5
Ariane sighed, and ran a hand through her unruly hair. "You have a point. I'm glad you're so conserned for my wellfare," she said sarcastically, muttering something about the 'Jedi these days, and how they were growing too thoughtful for their own goods, thoughtful enough to get everyone killed...'
Tiana had to fight from grimacing at the full connection. She was accustomed, of course, to the mental connection she had with Jandalf already, but having to pull it into more than just telepathy, to the point of allowing herself to complete depend on the older Jedi for shielding was rather unnerving, no matter how much she trusted Jandalf. She spoke out loud, knowing she had opened the bond to hearing (so Jandalf should've been able to hear her if it was working right), and knowing it would be easier than attempting to focus on telepathing her thoughts. "Do you get anything, Master? It's rather a strange place-- tall."
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Mar 18, 2005 22:34:02 GMT -5
...And all these people know me?! She hesitated for a moment. "Err...Tiana? She's here? I met her a while back. But I don't know about the others. And..." Jandalf gave him an odd expression, half-smile, half-grimace, "less of the 'Lady', if you don't mind. I'm no lady. Just a Padawan."
Jandalf raised an eyebrow. "Fine. I'll be all nasty and cynical, and say things that would give you the impression that the only reason I have to bring you along is that I don't want my Padawan to get all depressed on me because her mother's dead. Is that what you want? Because I'd be lying, and I don't like lying."
She tried to lighten her presence on the other end of the bond enough to ease some of Tiana's discomfort, but she knew compromising the shielding she'd made was out of the question. Keeping the mental voice clear but quiet, she sent: [You're right. It is tall. That's a good word for it, at any rate.]
((A description would be sort of nice, since I have no idea what they're looking at. *grins*))
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Post by Lady Maeggaladiel on Mar 29, 2005 12:15:22 GMT -5
*I know it's my turn to post something, and I'm sorry to keep holding everyone back. I haven't blown this RPG off, I'm just in a momentary state of writer's block. I'll post my piece soon, I promise.*
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Post by Lady Maeggaladiel on Apr 11, 2005 0:41:30 GMT -5
"I see," replied Maeg. She had forgotten that Almarien was the 'bad guy' at one time. "I'm sorry I brought it up. I didn't mean to offfend."
She paused, musing over something.
"This is sort of off-topic," she began, "But how exactly did you find out that you were Force-sensitive? If you don't mind telling, that is."
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Apr 13, 2005 0:47:39 GMT -5
((*sighs* You know how uncanonical this RPG has become? I mean... AUGH! *singsongy* The Elf gal's dead, long live the queen... Sorry for holding this up on MY end...))
Ariane raised one eyebrow. "Being the nasty cynical housewife is my job," she said, with a dry humor. "Considering I wouldn't stay at home if you paid me to."
But it was tall. The horizion stretched out infidently, as if there were no end to the skies-- and it wasn't just the prairie appearance of SK in Canada; no hills to speak of whatsoever. There were hills. The horizion just carried on and on, to wherever the skies might actually reach the ground in a vertex point. Though a connatural form of the Shadow Realm, it was anything but that dying realm in small ways. ((grammer check. Am I using connatural in correct context?)) The only word one could use for it was tall... the ground seeming almost parellel to the sky in parts (it didn't touch or intesect, but they ran along side each other), and the trees perpendicular to both the skies and ground, the only joining line. It was an abstract artist's delight, a smattering of shapes and sizes and geometric disastors.
And it was silent.
Too silent. As if there were no other sentient beings on that plane of existance. The mildly purple glow of the sky was too familiar, though lit with a star that was and wasn't there. An oxymoron, but the reflection of it was there in the sky. It was late enough to seem shadowy, but the shadows weren't overpowering.
It was the land, and the trees that stretched up, unbroken in their line to the sky by any branches until what seemed miles up into the air.
And Tiana's voice was a mild echo in the expanse of everything. "It's tall. Unnervingly tall, Master. So quiet that there's nothing, and everything..."
The ground near Tiana was broken up by ruins, a granite stone wall had been there once, some marble buildings over there... a few burnt trees over there, and some shimmering metals shattered and scattered over the land.
"I think this was once a Mirror, but it's broken."
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Apr 13, 2005 1:11:19 GMT -5
//yeah... my PT was foresightful ont he canon change. "What is certain beyond death" Weird to play Sarian the elf.///
Sarian shrugged slightly. "Padawan, then, but we hold not to Jedi titling here. It is not in our way of thinking." The elf smiled slightly. "So get accustomed to the titles."
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Shadow shook her head. "I just found out, in a way of things. When you're on a planet with the Force, you know. You can hear things, see things. Things are different, I'm told. Here. Well, it's clouded--" Like the Shadow Realms "--and it's harder to tell. You still get a flicker of something, though." How do you explain the Force?
"You can't really use the Force here, anyway. I can't really show you what I mean. When I found out I was Force-sensitive, I was told by one of Them." A mildly surpressed shudder for a moment. "Most Jedi are found out by some masters. Why?"
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Apr 13, 2005 19:11:29 GMT -5
((Yup, "connatural" fits. Heh. I don't see that word very often.))
The Padawan allowed a slight grimace to show. Do they have to title everyone? Oh, well...perhaps I'll just get used to it.
...Preferably, I won't be stuck here that long.
"I understand," she said in return, standing up. "It's important to preserve culture in every way possible."
Jandalf took a deep, slow breath at the sight of this deadened civilisation and the world it once possessed. [All right...that's very clear.]
"Well, hold on to that thought, O Nasty and Cynical Housewife," she told Ariane, "and see if you can't come up with some words that rhyme with 'locale'." She gave a half-smile. "Might help, you see."
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