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04-23-2006, 09:31 PM
Knights of the Old Republic: Darkness Falls II – Alliances
The Key to the Galaxy has been returned to the Time Stream, and the damage to the Time-line apparently mended. THE OTHER has returned those involved with the Key to where they would be had these events not taken place, their memories unaffected by the journey backwards in time.
His memories now completely restored, Revan is aware of the love he and Kira shared during the Mandalorian Wars - as well as the darkness that drove him to declare war on the Jedi, throwing the galaxy into chaos. He is now driven to extinguish the darkness that forced him to alienate the woman he loved, and drag the galaxy into a war that would last far longer than the ships would fight.
Those involved in the events of the Key to the Galaxy have formed a bond that runs deeper than the Force. They are all aware of a growing darkness on the edge of the galaxy, and know that they will need to find each other and work together once again to stop the galaxy from falling into eternal darkness...
Revan - The Doctor
Atton Rand, The Disciple (Mical), & Kira Starr (Jedi Exile) - ForceFightsWMe12
Brax – 3yks
Crystal Gray – WildJedi
Jasra Lantill, Karda Jal-Ordo* – JasraLantill
*RobQel-Droma will take on the role of Karda Jal-Ordo upon his return to the forums.
Vros (our villain) -- Once a Jedi that had been sent out on a mission to stop the Cosmic Turbine that eventually led to the Vultar Cataclysm, he now goes by the name of VROS. Upset and ashamed by his failure in his mission, Vros retreated to an unknown planet on the Outer Rim and has fallen to the Dark Side. Although he is human, after 300 years he still only appears middle aged, but as Vros was formerly a Jedi researcher, it is assumed he has used some sort of Sith Alchemy with a goal of spreading Darkness to the Galaxy.
Bastila Shan -- Jedi Master
04-24-2006, 04:58 PM
"Studying maps again, Disciple?" Kira Starr, the Jedi Exile, asked, entering the main room of the small freighter, the Ebon Hawk.
"Yes...it seems that though the Nav Computer is still locked, there are faint hints as to where Revan went before he disappeared..."
"And you're trying to find them..." she finished, gazing at the rotating hologram of a moon and its surrounding stars, trying to figure out what the Disciple saw. "Of course, I was never as skilled with details as you..."
"Believe me," he said with a chuckle, "If you stared at these maps as much as I have, you'd see it too."
The Exile laughed softly, leaning against the machine. Revan, where have you gone?
And that was the spark. Major Déjà vu. Kira’s laugh stopped in her throat as memory washed back to her of the past few weeks. Or, perhaps better to say, the next few weeks.
“Kira?” he asked, looking at her strangely, “Are you alright?”
“No wonder this felt strange…” she said, a new light coming to her eyes, “This already happened.”
Disciple smiled knowingly, his eyes meeting hers. “I was wondering when you would catch on. Though, I guess after all that had happened to you, it would only be natural you’d be the last to… ‘awaken’.”
She fumbled for a moment. “Wait…wha…You already remembered??”
“An hour ago.” he explained, “Though I had to see the pattern I had found in the maps to trigger it. I figured that I would humour you until you remembered.”
Folding her arms across her chest, the Exile gazed at the ceiling.
“I was the last, eh? That means Atton’s remembered as well?”
“Yeah, I have.”
Her head snapped over to the entrance of the cockpit, where the pilot stood leaning against the doorframe.
Though Atton did have a tendency to appear angsty at times, she had to admit that his expression was quite dark, especially when his eyes alighted on her.
“We’re still in the same situation that we started in, though.” he said, “Low on supplies and fuel. We’ll have to land on Nar Shaddaa.” his sour expression deepened. The Exile guessed he wasn’t too happy about landing on the moon.
04-24-2006, 05:11 PM
A small craft dropped out of hyperspace, soaring towards the smuggler's moon. It gleamed in the harsh light of the Y'Toub sun.
Inside, Revan's hands' flew across the controls, trying to keep the ship stable. He opened a channel to the docking authority. "This is Brandon Oneda, of the..."
he trailed off as strange images flashed through his mind. A tall blue box appearing out of thin air... a stange blue skinned alien with talons of steel... a sharp pain in his chest...
Kira. The last of his memories flashing back to him, he shook his head, trying to sort the images out. He spoke into the comm again. "This is Revan, of the Starlight. My engines are down, and life support is failing. I require assis-"
A gravelly voice broke over the comm. "Wait, did you say Revan?!"
"Yes! I request permission for an emergency landing! Immediately!"
The Starlight shook as it entered the upper thermosphere of the moon, and the exterior hull began to glow red. "My hull is coming apart!"
All he heard was static. The comm was down.
Cursing under his breath, he rerouted power to the hull. He spoke into the comm again. "If anyone can hear me: I'm coming in for landing."
The Starlight began to shake harder as it broke through the cloud line. Inside the craft, Revan was fighting unconsciousness as the city rushed towards him. This is going to hurt...
The Starlight crashed into the docking pad, it's docking struts disabled. Revan smacked his head on the console, and stars burst in front of his vision. Fighting to stay awake, he forced open the cockpit dome and climbed out, landing in an ungraceful heap on the ground. He stood, and shook his head as a crowd began to gather around the crashed ship. Hiding his lightsaber, he stumbled to the docking officer on duty - an old toydarian with gray skin. He passed the creature all the credits he had on him. "Sorry for the mess," he said, looking back at the crumpled ship.
Before the toydarian could get a word in edgewise, Revan was gone. He had to find the Ebon Hawk. He had to find Kira.
04-24-2006, 05:33 PM
The Force flowed easily through the Exile as she meditated in the back of the ship, trying to sort through the memories of what had never happened. There was an extremely strange man...The Doctor, he called himself, as well as his companions, Nyssa and Tegan...Crystal the telepath...Karda the Jedi, Jasra, the Jedi-turned bounty hunter...an Omwati called Brax...and...Revan. There were Shards involved...Shards of the Shikon No Tama, the Key to the Galaxy...those Shards had terrible power...over her, over others...the Darkness she had felt fall upon her...she had lost control and...and hurt Atton and Crystal both...she had fought the Doctor, or a future version of himself, called the Watcher...killed a Sith Lord...and all to have the overwhelming power of those damned Shards! Though they were no more, Kira could still feel that tainted energy pull at her heart...
Just then, the ship hummed and began to jolt about.
"We're entering the atmosphere." came Atton's voice through the comm.
Sure, now he tells me. she thought as she braced herself against the wall of the dormitory.
Within moments, the landing gears extended, and they had arrived on Nar Shaddaa. The occupants of the ship piled out, taking in a few deep breaths of real, not-so-fresh air.
"Hey, whata you doin'? Whata you be needin', eh?" came the question of the dockmaster, a toydarian.
"A fuel up," Kira began, offering credits, "And a tune up if...you don't mind." her voice trailed off as she spotted a hunched form in the distance. He was familiar...and as she reached her senses out, there was no mistaking it.
"Revan..." she whispered. He was hurt...and that's when she remembered how they had met up last time. He had crash-landed on the planet.
"Revan!" she shouted, running across the landing pad to him.
04-24-2006, 05:43 PM
"... and we didn't have the time to... Ms. Gray? Are you even listening to me?"
Crystal blinked. "I'm sorry," she stammered. "I'm experiencing something rather odd... where am I?"
"Is this some kind of joke?" the furry alien in front of her shrieked. It sighed. "Fine, I'll play along. You're in my cantina, the..."
"Foolish Kataran," Crystal finished. "On Coruscant. Right."
"Are you alright?" the creature asked her, frowning. "You're acting funny."
Crystal smirked. "You say that, but you've only just met me an hour ago. Does that make you an expert on my behavior?"
"Well..." the creature stammered. "Never mind... I was just describing..."
"The job you want me to do," Crystal interrupted. "I know. I'm going to turn you down this time. You'll have to find another mercenary."
"There is no other who could pull this off," the creature protested. "Just go to Nar Shaddaa and do it for me, won't you?"
Crystal was about to turn him down again, but reconsidered. After all, didn't she want to go to Nar Shaddaa anyway? With a weary sigh, she nodded. "Alright. I'll do it."
"You'll be payed well," the alien grinned, shivering slightly. "Count on it."
"Right," Crystal murmured. "I'll be going now."
She rose and left the cantina in a rush. Memories came flying back to her as she moved toward a lift. The streets were a good location for finding jobs, but Crystal was no longer interested. Everything that had happened before... Crystal stopped abruptly.
"But they didn't happen," she murmured. She found herself wondering if everything she'd learned to do while under the influence of the shards was still available to her. Giving herself a full mental examination, she discovered that the abilities had always been there; the exposure to the shards had merely forced her to discover them.
She stood before the Jedi Temple. She knew she had to get to Nar Shaddaa... but, no. Not yet. This was more important. With a heavy sigh, she climbed the steps to the entrance. There was a Jedi at the door and he stopped her.
"You have been gone for years, telepath," he said. "What makes you so sure you are welcome here?"
"All others are," Crystal answered. "Even if you do not allow me entrance, I can still enter."
"Promise me you mean no harm to the Order," he told her.
"I am here after information alone," she said. "Looking up old friends."
"Very well," he sighed, stepping aside and allowing her to enter.
04-24-2006, 05:51 PM
Revan looked up, and saw Kira running towards him. He grunted as she threw her arms around him, sending stabs of pain through his chest. She sensed his discomfort, and released him.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Same thing as last time... my ship crashed." He grimaced, and cutched an open wound in his side.
"Let's get you to the Hawk" she said, helping him walk back to the ship.
He lay on the medical bed, Disciple silently examining his wounds. He turned to Kira. "Who else was here... is there any sign of the Doctor?"
04-24-2006, 06:47 PM
As the warm feeling of Brax’s lips on hers slowly melted away, the bright white light surrounding Jasra faded into a glowing yellow streak. A lightsabre, slicing straight towards her head.
With lightning quick reactions, she ducked, the blade swinging harmlessly above her as she dropped into a tuck and rolled away across a softened surface—a training mat, she quickly deduced, but Jasra was still confused as to where she was.
Then, as she was about to rise to her feet, a disturbing sight met her eyes. She froze, horrified by what she saw and screamed just as the lightsabre swung towards her again and struck her in the middle of her back.
Karda swung his lightsabre at the training droid, his blade deflecting off the energy resistant shield. Jumping up over the head of the droid, he turned quickly, then slashed at the head, at which the droid ducked and rolled to evade. Karda continued through with the swing, crouching as he twisted around, coming up right behind the droid and striking it the back. Only when he heard the scream did he realise he wasn’t fighting a droid anymore.
“Jasra?!” he cried out just as she was knocked down with the electrical surge of his training sabre. Quickly extinguishing his sabre, he moved to help her to her feet. “Are you alright?”
Jasra turned and stared at him with horror, then turned back towards the large mirror that covered the one wall of the training room they were in. “I’m a… a…” she stuttered as she stared in shock at her reflection.
She wore a green belted tunic, overlaid with brown leather tabards that hung just below her waist over black trousers neatly tucked into knee-high leather boots. Her hair was a bit shorter, but what caught her eye was the long thin braid that was dangling over her shoulder.
She swallowed hard. “I’m…a Jedi!” she managed to choke out in a hoarse, disgusted whisper.
“Jasra, you’ll have to do better than that if you want to pass your trials,” said a deep voice from behind them.
Immediately, Jasra and Karda both snapped their heads towards the voice.
“Master Verga?” Karda said, somewhat taken back by the presence of his old Master.
Master Verga approached, his brown robes rustling softly in the silence that had befallen the room. He stood for a moment, looking at the two of them with kind brown eyes, before finally motioning for Jasra to rise from the floor.
“You’ve been summoned to appear before the Council, Karda,” Master Verga said to him. “They have a mission for you. And I must tell you that I’m very pleased that they felt my current Padawan is well trained enough to accompany you,” he added, looking at Jasra with pride in his eyes.
Jasra stared blankly at Master Verga. Padawan? His Padawan? How could this be? Then she remembered what The Other had said. He was sending them back in time to where they had been before their encounter with the shards had started. But she hadn’t been a Jedi! This wasn’t her life! How had things changed so much?
“And upon completion of this mission, Jasra, you will be able undertake the trials for Knighthood,” Verga continued. “And, you, Karda, will be eligible to become a Master.”
“Erm…thank you, Master,” Karda said, giving a small but reverent nod of his head, and then elbowing Jasra to do the same.
Master Verga gave the two of them a curious look. “Are you alright?” he asked, directing his question more to Jasra than to Karda. “I sense a great deal of …uncertainty in you.”
Jasra still couldn’t find her voice.
“I’m sure it’s just lingering effects of the blow from the training sabre,” Karda said quickly. He looked at Jasra. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you so hard with it.” Looking again at Master Verga, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’ll escort her to the infirmary, Master. Just to make sure she’s alright.”
Master Verga nodded. “Just don’t be late. You’re to appear before the Council in one hour.”
Karda assured him that they would be there, and with a firm grip on Jasra’s arm, he quickly led her out of the training room and down the corridor.
“What’s happening?” Jasra finally managed to say. “This isn’t where I’m supposed to be! The Other said that…”
“I don’t know,” Karda interrupted her. “But we can find out when we view our records in the infirmary. C’mon.”
“Oh, you have got to be kidding!” Jasra tore her eyes away from the Infirmary computer and looked at Karda. “It says here that I was brought here at age 14, after, and I quote ‘a long spell away from the guidance of any Jedi Master, whereupon she acted upon her darker instincts for her survival. Recommend remedial training and thought reconditioning.’” She frowned. “They brainwashed me!”
Karda was looking at his own record. “It says here that I was with Master Verga when he found you.” His eyes raised, meeting hers. “In Sig’s cantina. Apparently, you were dancing on stage when Master Verga and I recognised you.”
“Oh? And what were you doing on Taris, huh?” Jasra said accusingly.
Karda searched through the file. “Negotiating the release of a Senator who had been kidnapped for ransom by Hedra the Hutt.”
“But…I don’t remember these events?” Jasra said. Then she frowned. “Do you?”
Karda frowned. “Well,” he started, “now that I think about it, I sort of do. But not like I was there. More like, remembering something that I read. Not like a memory of a first-person account.”
Jasra frowned. She didn't remember being brought back to the Jedi Order. Her memories were of a different life... and things that hadn’t yet happened. “Brax,” she whispered. She stared at Karda. “We have to go to Nar Shaddaa,” she said abruptly.
Karda snorted. “No. We have to meet with the Council in twenty minutes. You’re a Jedi now.”
“I’m not,” she said, shaking her head. “Not on the inside.”
“I suggest that you hide your thoughts on that matter, or the Masters on the Council will think you’ve had some sort of ‘relapse’ to your former lifestyle and have you undergo remedial training again,” Karda warned her.
Jasra frowned. Karda was right. She had to play the part of a good little Jedi for the moment, or she would never get to Nar Shaddaa. And Brax. “Fine,” she said with resignation. “Let’s go.”
The two of them left the Infirmary computer station and headed for the Council Chambers, unsure what sort of mission awaited them.
04-24-2006, 07:17 PM
Nar Shadda was just as dull and slimey as ever. A heavily entoxicated man stumbled out from the bar, yelling random profanities into the empty street. The man stumbled and fell to the ground. Pulling himself up by the wall, he began to utter a constant stream of threats directed at nobody in particular.
A strange noise (http://www.dwwa.net/dr3/Claws/longlanding.wav) filled the air, and the man fell over trying to identify the source of the sound. A strange blue box (http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/40953000/jpg/_40953683_tardis203.jpg) appeared out of nowhere, as if it were only now fading into existance. The man got up slowly, and stumbled over to the box.
"Whut da hehlll," he said drunkenly, smacking the side of the box with his fist.The door flew open, and a man stepped out, a dark cape flowing behind him. He wore black robes, with a dark green amice (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Valeyard.jpg) (amice (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amice)). He grabbed the man by the shirt and threw him away from the box. "Stay back, fool!" he spat. He towered over the man, who was now cowering in fear.
"Who... who are you?" he choked out, now fully sober now that his life could be in danger.
"I am the Doctor," said darkly, his deep voice accented unpleasently. "And I suggest you leave, before I lose my temper with you, scum!"
The man scrambled to his feet and ran away, stumbling drunkenly. The Doctor closed the door of the TARDIS, and turned sharply, his long, dark green cape billowing behind him.
"This is the tomb of Ludo Kressh," the voice of an old woman ... Brax frowned, standing outside his small ship, he had just left an old sith academy, and now words drifted through the air.
“Low on supplies and fuel. We’ll have to land on Nar Shaddaa.” Brax's eyes opened, that wasn't right. That isn't what he was supposed to hear, a feeling touched his lips, he blinked ... "Jasra?" He whispered, and frowned looking around him.
That thing ... the Doctor, had said they would be returned to the time stream. He moved quickly back into his fighter, back upto his ship, and off ... headed for Nar Shadaa, he didn't have to locate it this time, he knew right where it was.
The trip felt the same ... it was so weird though, he had memories from the future, he knew that much. The exile was on Nar Shadaa, and so was Revan. Hate filled him for a second, but then memroy of Revan's death, of the forgivness they had given each other. He frowned, part of him lost in the present, instead of the future. Part of him wanting blood.
04-24-2006, 08:33 PM
"None. At least, not that I know of. With that TARDIS of his, he can go anywhere he wants at anytime in the blink of an eye." Kira said, her fingers slipping to entwine with his.
"I always wanted to get one of those." Disciple joked as he readied a syringe. "This'll pinch a bit, though I'm sure with all you've been through you can handle it." he warned, then gave a quick jab to Revan's upper arm, injecting the painkiller. "There. You should be good for the next few hours now. Of course, if you get any feeling in your toes back, you'll need to come back and get a second dose."
04-24-2006, 08:41 PM
Revan nodded to show that he understood, and groaned in discomfort as the painkiller seeped through his bloodstream. His body slowly began to grow numb, and he was able to lie there in relative comfort. He looked up at Kira, and squeezed her hand. At least, he thought he did.
"Kira... there's so much I need to... that I need to apologise for..."
04-24-2006, 09:00 PM
"No, Revan, don't be silly. You did what you had to. It's done and over with now; one for the history texts." Kira said, "Though...it probably would have been better if I hadn't over-reacted."
"Kira..." he said, running his thumb across the back of her hand. "I abandoned you...I...I shouldn't have--"
There was a rather loud 'ahem' from the door to the med bay, and Kira looked over her shoulder to see Atton standing there. He was staring daggers at Revan...or more preciesly, his hand.
"Someone's here to see you, Kira." he said, "I think we've made new friends."
Kira cocked an eyebrow, and pulled away from Revan, moving to the door. She heard a rustle of robes, and saw Revan starting to sit up. She was about to move to push him back, but Disciple said, "It's alright, Kira. He's all bandaged up and the painkiller should allow him to stay on his feet. Though any nausea or unsteadiness should be reported immeditatly."
"Ever the doctor, Disciple." she began out again, but turned back for a second. "Pun not intended."
As Kira exited the ship, she found herself facing a group of two toydarians, one wearing the badge of the docking authority, the other was the dock owner, and two disgruntled-looking Duros.
"Yousa de owner of dis ship, eh?" the docking authority toydarian asked.
"Yes, I am. What seems to be the problem?" Kira asked, striding to the group.
"Yousa seen a man callin' himself Revan?"
"No, why?" Kira asked, firing the answer off without batting an eyelash.
"Cuz people bin sayin' dey saw him come to yousa's ship." he said, his wings fluttering angrilly as he put his hands on his waist and came right up to her face.
04-24-2006, 09:14 PM
"If I were you," said a deep accented voice out of nowhere. "I would forget these... rumours."
The man in the black cloak stepped out of the shadow of the Ebon Hawk, his cape waving slightly in the faint wind. He stared hard at the Toydarian, there eyes locked. "They're most likely exactly that. Why would Revan return here, of all places?"
The toydarian didn't break his gaze with the stranger. "Yes... You're right, eh! Revan woulda neva appear on disa planet!" He waved his hand dismissively. "Sorry to bother you." He turned to leave, his companion follwing him, a confused look on his face.
04-24-2006, 09:18 PM
As their greeting party made their exit, Kira turned to the newcomer. She looked him up and down a few times. He was dressed in some of the strangest clothes she'd even seen...though, then again, someone else she knew had had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction as well. But...this couldn't be him. There was no way. Even through the regeneration process, the Doctor's voice always had a definate sound to it that made you know it was him, the look in his eyes didn't change...
"Why do I feel like I know you?" she murmured.
04-24-2006, 09:20 PM
"You do," he grumbled. He didn't smile. "I am the Doctor. But this is not the place."
04-24-2006, 09:25 PM
So her hunch had been right...but...what the hell? There was no way this was the same guy. The Doctor had been cheerful and tolerant and...well...maybe a bit unorthodox, but this guy...he didn't look like he could smile if his life depended on it.
"Might I ask what Regeneration?" she asked. The Doctor she knew was the fifth incarnation. Judging by the change in attitude...her guess was this guy was going on fifty.
04-24-2006, 09:29 PM
The Doctor glared at her. "You may. But whether I will answer is another matter entirely." He looked around nervously again. "As I said, this is not the place," he snapped impatiently. "I shall return to the TARDIS, and land it inside the Ebon Hawk. We may speak freely then. And only then."
Without another word, he turned sharply, his cape billowing out behind him, and stalked off towards the TARDIS.
Brax landed without a sound not far off from where the Doctor was walking away from Kira and ... Revan, who was only just poking his head out of the ramp from the Hawk.
He frowned, did they actually remember him? Was any of this real? Or had he simply gone insane and had some weird hallucination of the future? He sighed and stood up from his crouched position, and apeared about twenty feet off, his hands held up. The red gauntlets not glowing with energy.
"Kira? Revan?" He called, the Doctor had said they would have to work togethor this time around. He stayed were he was, hands held up in a sign of peace.
04-25-2006, 05:37 PM
"So he did." Kira said, advancing on Brax. Her right hand was on her hip, her fingers splayed close to where her lightsaber was sheathed at her belt. He might be trying to claim truce, but he had killed Revan in cold-blood before. She wouldn't make the mistake of letting her guard down. She noticed his eyes dart to her hand.
"Throw down your weapons, Omwati, and I'll throw down mine." she said, looking at the gauntlets pointedly.
"I can't." He said, looking at her face, "If I could I would ... but my gauntlets aren't like the one's I gave Jasra." He frowned in thought for a moment. "They're a part of me ... they have been for a long time. The metal eats away at the skin in my hands, bonds with the bone itself. It's why I never take them off, it's why I was suprised ... when we were in that place and I didn't have them." He considered for a moment.
"But I can remove the powercell." he turned one hand up and used the other to open a little hatch, and popped out a power cell, and then did the same witht he other. "It makes it hard to move them much at all, but I will suffer through that to prove that I am not here to fight Revan again." He nodded to this. "Revan paid for his crimes in my mind, and that is all that matters to me."
04-25-2006, 08:31 PM
Standing next to Karda and Master Verga before the Jedi Council in the Enclave on Dantooine, Jasra shifted uncomfortably. She wasn’t used to her new ‘Jedi wardrobe’, and having accomplished Jedi Masters staring at her while she tried to shield her thoughts didn’t help her comfort level any either.
There were five chairs in the Enclave’s Council Chamber, four of them filled, one of them empty. Jasra had asked Karda on their way there who the Council consisted of, and here she saw the faces of the Jedi Masters for the first time: Farenbrae Del, a Twi’Lek; Visas Marr, a Miraluka; Tarlec Kintela, a Corellian human; Prilia Hertlsh, an Ithorian. Bastila Shan, the only member of this Council she would have recognised, was conspicuously missing.
“Karda Jal-Ordo,” said Visas Marr. “As you know, the Order is in the midst of rebuilding itself. Barely one hundred Jedi remain, so every one of us is important if the Order is to survive. For this reason, we have sent one of our own on a mission to seek out Force Sensitives in the outer reaches of the Galaxy, in an effort to try and recruit them to join the Order and train as Jedi. Master Verga, you have been instrumental in recovering some of the Padawans the Order sent away for protection during Darth Nihilus’ purges. And two of your most successful cases stand before us now.”
Jasra swallowed hard. She was a successful case? Oh, if they only knew….
“Thank you, Master,” Verga said, bowing slightly. “I appreciate the compliment.”
“Instructing the young is a difficult task,” said Master Del, “but even more so when their regimen is interrupted.” He gave Jasra a hard stare. “Especially when they are exposed to corrupting influences,” he added.
Jasra cocked an eyebrow at him, but said nothing.
“And overcoming those influences is a sign of a strength,” Visas said. “Turning from the Dark Side is no easy task. One must be constantly vigilant against giving into the lure of easy power. Don’t you agree, Jasra?”
Jasra bristled. Were they testing her? “Power is never easy to wield, Master,” she answered. “No matter where it originates from.”
“I am glad you have learned your lessons well, Padawan,” said the Ithorian Master Hertlsh in heavily accented Basic. “For you will need such wisdom for the mission we are sending you on.”
“Perhaps we should just get to the point,” said Master Kintela, with all the brashness of a typically Corellian. “We believe that Master Shan has been kidnapped while bringing back some Force Sensitive candidates for Jedi training.”
“Kidnapped?” Karda asked. “By whom?”
“We don’t know,” said Visas. “The Council has sensed a Darkness falling across the Galaxy. We are unable to detect its origin, but we believe that Master Shan’s disappearance is related to it in someway.”
“Your mission, Karda, is to find Bastila and the Padawan candidates,” said Master Kintela. “A Republic scout ship is being dispatched from Coruscant. It will arrive tomorrow morning. Padawan Lantill will accompany you.”
“And upon your return, Karda,” Master Del added, “you will be awarded the rank of Master. And, this mission will also be considered part of Padawan Lantill’s trials for Knighthood.”
“Go and prepare yourselves,” said Visas. “Good luck, and may the Force be with you.”
“Thank you, Masters,” Karda said, bowing and nudging Jasra to do the same. “We will not fail you.”
Jasra and Karda walked down the corridor to the dormitory section of the Enclave.
“Kira knows Bastila, right?” Jasra asked. “Surely she’d help us with this.”
“This is Jedi business,” said Karda. “And Kira is not a Jedi.”
“Yeah, but she used to be. She’d help us. Just hope she’s on Nar Shaddaa like she was bef….”
“We are not going to Nar Shaddaa,” said Karda, holding up his datapad. “Bastila’s last known co-ordinates are nowhere near it.”
“But we have to go to Nar Shaddaa!” Jasra said, stopping him in the corridor. “That’s where the others will be!”
“The others?” He gave Jasra a stern look. “Get this through your head. What we ‘remember’--the Shards, Kira, Revan, The Doctor…” He sneered with disdain. “That blue Omwati beast…. It never happened. And it won’t happen. You’re a Jedi now, not some untrained, undisciplined, bounty hunting scum. A Jedi. You have a responsibility to uphold to the Order.”
“The Force brought us all together for a reason, and I have a responsibility to get back to them,” Jasra said. “And so do you!”
“It! Never! Happened!” Karda stared directly into Jasra’s eyes. “I’m in charge of this mission, and if you don’t want me to refer you Master Verga for some more ‘guided meditation’ to ‘recondition’ your thoughts, you’ll do as I say. Understood, Padawan?”
Jasra glared at him. She desperately wanted to find Brax. And the others. Besides, she reasoned, they might be able to help them in their search for Bastila. But if she wasn’t allowed to go on the mission, she would never get to Nar Shaddaa.
“Understood,” she said reluctantly.
“Now go and prepare for the journey,” Karda said, pointing at a door that Jasra understood to be the door to her room. “We leave first thing in the morning.”
04-25-2006, 08:56 PM
"What's going on?"
A fairly short young woman with shoulder length blonde hair wearing blue jeans and a purple shirt braced herself against a large console in the middle of the room as the entire ship shook.
"I don't know!" answered the man with her, as he pushed buttons and tapped keys on the console. "This can't be right!"
"What is it?" she asked, coming up beside him.
"Something's sending ripples through Time!" he said as the ship shook again. "We;re being knocked off course!"
"Well can't you do something?" she asked, pushing her hair out of her eyes.
"No!" he said, pulling a lever and cathching her as she almost fell to the floor. "The TIme Vortex isn't stable! I can't control our flight!"
"Where are we headed?"
The man smiled widely. "I don't know," he said. He looked up at her. "Sounds kind of exciting, doesn't it?"
04-26-2006, 03:20 PM
Kira detached her saber from her belt and rolled it along the ground to a center point between them as Brax did the same with the power cells. Her eyes continued to watch him warily.
"And so the grudge is dropped?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow. "We can work together without having to worry about you stabbing us in the back?" she meant the statement literally, but didn't mention it.
"Right now all I'm intersted in is finding Jasra, and the best way to do that is with you ... I will not stab you in the back Kira." He nodded his head, looking at her quietly.
"And if I am needed to fight a greater evil, at Revan's side, then I will be happy to join with you for that as well. Once I have found Jasra." He waited for her to acknowledge this, then moved forward slowly. "Take your Lightsaber, and let us board the hawk as friends Kira." He paused a few feet from the saber and power cells.
04-26-2006, 03:56 PM
Kira stepped closer to the Omwati, studying him for a moment. Then, slowly, cautiously, she reached out a hand. "You have my word if I have yours...Brax."
"You have my word, upon my honor as a Zedai." He grasped her hand, the metal on his was, odd, warm to the touch ... a strange hand to shake. But he shook her hand lightly, and then bent and picked up her saber, and offered it to her. Then picked up his power cells and put them back into place.
He smiled a ther, then closed his eyes for a moment, and stumbled .. .falling to one knee. His hand came up clutching his head ... streaks of blood at the tips of his claws apeared in his hair, and on the sides of his head ... "Aaargh." He screamed, and then fell forward, unconcoius.
04-26-2006, 04:55 PM
"Brax?" Kira said, catching the Omwati as he fell forward. "Brax!!"
He couldn't hear her. He had blacked out.
She grimaced as she hauled him up, pulling one of his arms over her shoulders. As much as she distrusted him, she couldn't let him bleed to death right before her eyes. Besides, if she ever met up with Jasra again...
Mical!! she called, touching his mind. We have another patient for you, get your butt out here!!
"I haven't a clue what's wrong with him." Disciple said, flitting around the unconcious alien. "He's the first Omwati I've ever seen, let alone been able to study. Their make-up is different from ours...though I've managed to stop the bleeding for now. Hopefully he'll regain some form of conciousness so he could explain what's wrong and what needs to be done."
04-26-2006, 05:45 PM
Marshall Taylor began pressing bottens in the console in front of him. He was doing what he does to prep the ship for departure. As he did this the briefing replayed in his head. It took place in a briefing room in the senate building for a change. As far as briefing rooms go, it was pretty fancy; comfortable seating, a holo-projector that didn't make a funny crackling sounds after 10 tens of use and the hologram didn't flicker either, the man who was speaking clear Galactic Basic, nothing like the Republics Piolt base briefing room.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. You have been requested to join us for an important mission. We are pleased to see that you have all turned up..."the mission commander started. He was an old but tough bloke. He was fully dressed in military clothing, he had grey hair with a black streak at the back, he was also wearing an eye patch and it was ovious that his left hand was fake.
[/I]We didn't have a choice. I was drugged and woke up here.[I] thought Marshall.
The mission commander continued "Lately, an important jedi knight that is a key figure in the Jedi Order restoration program has gone mission. We are were to aid the two jedi in any means possible. You will be using an new class ship. The ship itself is very fast, has the best and up to date shielding technoigly and sensor array in our whole fleet. The ships name is the Dreadless and will be captain by the jedi that is head of the mision, but until then matters will be controlled by Captain Ford. You shall follow his commands even when the jedi take lead. Mr.Taylor will be the piolt of the ship..." This was the part where Taylor lost concentration. All he needed to know is that they were heading to Dantooine and then to some undisclosed location
After getting everything ready, Marshall spoke into the microphone, witch send a message to the space docks where the Dreadless was position.
"Dreadless requesting permission to undock." Marshall waiting for a few seconds until there was a reply
"Permission granted". He docked the ship and waited until the captain gave the order to enter hyperspace. As soon as Captain Ford said "Go", the Dreadless left hyperspace and toward Dantooine.
04-26-2006, 06:36 PM
((Way too far in.. i'll go ahead and leave this alone, FFWM thanks for the offer though))
04-26-2006, 07:57 PM
Jasra stared for a moment at the small pack sitting on her bed before finally closing it up and sitting it on the floor by the door. She looked around the austere room. A bed, a plain small desk, a computer terminal, and a storage locker. It was hard to believe that this was her room as there were no personal items in view to identify it as such. Then again, Jedi were supposed to be free of personal attachments.
Her thoughts strayed to Brax. Where was he? Had he changed? Would he remember her? And if he did, would he still… love her? A Jedi?
Jedi. Jasra ran her fingers down the leather tabards she wore. It was a strange feeling wearing the garb of a Jedi. Especially since she didn’t think she wanted to be one now. Brax had opened her mind to a different way of looking at the Force—the once clearly defined lines between ‘Light’ and ‘Dark’ had blurred, her emotions encouraged to be experienced and relished, not hidden and forgotten.
She sighed sadly, then laid down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Tomorrow morning, she would leave on a mission to find the missing Bastila, but all she really wanted to do was to find Brax.
She closed her eyes, seeking sleep, and hoping that she might recall the time she had spent with Brax in the sanctuary of her dreams.
The room was dark, the ceiling made of stars, two creatures lay on a bed, curled togethor, one a blue skinned male sentient, the other a pink skinned female sentient. Omwati and Human.
"Jasra," Brax whispered softly, the feel of her warm body close to his bringing a smile to his face. "To bad this is just a dream." he whispered, caressing fingers through her hair gently. Not knowing that his unconcious mind had reached out searching for hers, and her own thoughts of seeking him had connected the two of them, sharing a dream.
"Where are you Jasra?" He asked, peering at her face, "Something seem ... different, wrong about this universe, I can't put my finger on it, but ... I have a bad feeling." He smiled, "Don't worry about responding, I know you're just in my head."
Mical paused a moment, looking at the monitor attached to Brax, the ship showed that he had four hearts ... and two of them had suddenly started beating extremely fast ... his blood pumping rapidly through his veins. He cried out in his sleep ... clutching his chest with his claws, gouging deep red stains into his chest ... Those gauntlets are dangerous. Thought Mical, and approached ... he managed to restrain Brax, and then started looking at the gauntlets. After a short while he called in T3, and togethor the two of them deviced a way to remove them ... and shortly there after Brax's hands were free of the gauntlets ... the skin was worn off almost completely ... muscle and bone shown through in places.
04-27-2006, 05:29 PM
"Damn!" Disciple exclaimed. The Gauntlets...they're like a part of him now. A result of wearing them for most of his life? Or natural?
Regardless, it was a bad idea to have them on, and a worse idea to have them off. He called T3 back in, and they forced the gauntlets on again.
This is not good. he thought to himself, and hurriedly injected both the Omwati's arms with a neural agent that would paralyze the muscles in them, preventing him from harming himself with the claws further. He then set about applying bandages to the puncture wounds in his blue skin, the work going slowly. Finally, he injected him with yet another drug, this one to lull the two hearts that were beating far too fast and force the beating to return to normal. Unless the alien had some sort of reaction to it, the hearts would, and his condition would stabilized. Of course, if his body rejected the serum...well, he prefered not to think about it.
"Omwati have four hearts; two sheltered beneath a rib cage, two below the cage. Skin beneath these weapon-gauntlets also seems to be far too sensative, even to open air. The skin dried and deteriorates rapidly, exposing muscle and bone tissue. Leave gauntlets intact unless it is impossible to avoid." he said, the spoken notes being taken by a small device he had wrapped around his ear. "Let's hope this works."
- - - - -
"I see you've finally caught up with Revan." Atton said, breaking the silence that had reigned in the cockpit as he did a systems check on the Hawk and the Exile was checking coordinates against the galaxy map.
"Yeah..." Kira answered cautiously, casting a side glance at the back of the pilot's head.
"Just like old times, huh?"
She didn't like the tone in his voice. "Well...things are different from the days at the Enclave...things have changed..."
"People have changed?" he asked, standing now and looking at her. The Exile's hands dropped to her side, her eyebrows knitting together slightly.
"Perhaps..." she answered, "Why?"
"Well, I was just asking--"
"Atton," she cut in, "If you wanted to say something, this isn't the way to do it."
He was silent for a moment, looking at her, a hand clenching and unclenching as he tried to figure out what to say. In the end, he approached her, his face coming within inches of hers.
"I love you, Kira, and I just...don't want to loose you."
04-27-2006, 06:01 PM
"You know," said Revan, standing framed in the door. "I once said the exact same thing to her." He moved forward, his hand dangerously close to his lightsaber. "And you know what?" he asked, glaring at Atton. "I did lose her. And I won't let it happen again."
04-27-2006, 06:07 PM
As Kira jumped back, startled, her face glowing red, Atton's eyes narrowed and he turned to fully face Revan.
"But you did more than loose her." the Scoundrel said, "You turned away from her. Abandoned her. Oh, I've heard the stories. A corrupted Revan with an incurable blood-lust turns on the Jedi, leaving his most skilled General in his Hyperspace trail to face the Council alone while he goes off to find the ultimate weapon. You say you loved her, but that's just it, loved her. Things have changed since then."
Kira sensed the tension between the men and moved to intervene. "Atton, it wasn't like that, it--"
04-27-2006, 06:15 PM
"How dare you!" said Revan, moving around Kra, coming face to face with Atton. "You served under me during the Wars as well, Atton. And you turned your back on me, your commrades. That includes Kira." He moved closer, so that his face was merely inches from Atton's. "But there's one difference between the two of us. I had a reason. I was trying to protcet the galaxy. You were just afraid. You ran away and hid on Nar Shaddaa, turning your back on all that you once held dear. And I won't let you do it again."
04-27-2006, 06:35 PM
"Well sorry if my conscience couldn't handle all the killing that you were having me do." Atton said, pushing the Jedi back. "I was only one Jedi-hunter of how many? Quarter of a million? Half?? And I alone killed more Jedi than I could even have known existed! And guess what, while you prance around calling yourself the 'savior of the galaxy' all those Jedi are dead because of your orders. You killed those Jedi, not me."
He advanced on him again, his fist clenched and arm tensed, as if ready to slug Revan. "Besides, you loved her, Revan! I hardly even knew who the hell she was. From what I hear, you two grew up together, were best of friends. You can't just take back what you've lost, especially after it's been found by someone el--"
"That's enough, Atton." Kira said sternly, stepping between the two men.
The pilot looked astonished for a moment, but his expression quickly deteriorated into one of subdued anger again. He pushed roughly past her, being sure to 'accidentally' throw Revan against a wall as he passed.
"Let him go, Rev." she said, touching him on the shoulder as he turned to follow Atton.
04-27-2006, 09:33 PM
“Brax….” Jasra whispered, as she tightened grip around Brax’s arm. “I missed you.” She was dreaming. She must be. Yet she could feel his caresses, breathe in his scent, taste the salty flavour of his skin as she pressed her lips against his neck in a gentle kiss and then nestled in closer to the intense heat of his body. It was a dream, but it was so real.
There was no need for words, but then Brax spoke.
"Where are you Jasra?" he asked, peering at her face. "Something seems ... different, wrong about this universe. I can't put my finger on it, but ... I have a bad feeling." He smiled, "Don't worry about responding, I know you're just in my head."
“I’m right here,” she said, then Jasra took pause. Bad feeling? What bad feeling? This was her dream, wasn’t it? There were no bad feelings allowed in blissful dreams, were there? Unless…
“Brax, we’re in each other’s heads,” she said quietly. “A shared dream, brought about through the Force. Through our bond.” Her eyes sought his, and for a moment, words failed her. “My physical connection with the Force is stronger now,” she eventually said to him. “You taught me well….” She traced a finger slowly across his brow, then down his cheek, coming to rest lightly on his lips. “…but so have the Jedi.” She frowned slightly. “The Force brought us together. And the Force will lead me back to you.”
"What?" He frowned peering at her face, kissing the tips of her fingers lightly, she felt real. She tasted real, was she right? Was this not 'just a dream?'.
"If you're right then we need to find each other Jasra," he whispered. "I need you ... " for some reason she could tell he put greater significnace on this than simply that way in which lovers need each other. She could sense a physical pain growing in him. "I'm on Nar Shaddaa, but I will come to wherever you are Jasra." He nodded slowly, and then grimaced, she could feel something wet where her hand lay upon his chest.
Blood, he was bleeding badly, he coughed and blood splattered his lips as well. "I love you." He whispered, and then screamed ... and the ddream ended. She was back in her bed.
And he was back in the infermary, screaming ... muscles tensed and struggeling to break free of his bonds. A cry of anguish and pain filling the whole of the ebon hawk. But inside his pain was easing, a bit ... it wasn't gone completely but he settled into place, waiting for Mical to get here.
04-27-2006, 10:43 PM
A dark grinding sound filled the Ebon Hawk, and the TARDIS materialised in the middle of the main room. It looked at least 50 years older than the last time they had seen it, with dirt and grime plastered over the windows. The light on the top no longer worked.
The door opened, and the Doctor stepped out, closing it sharply behind him.
Atton stood in the doorframe, leaning against it casually. "About time, Doc," he said, smirking slightly. "Disciple needs you. Brax is in the-"
"I have no time to deal with a worthless creature such as Brax," he spat. "I must speak with Kira. There is much to be discussed."
"She won't say a word to you until you help," he said dryly. "She's difficult that way."
A disgusted look on his face, he turned to the hallway, and entered the infirmery. Brax was screaming in pain, writhing on the table.
"Silence, beast," said the Doctor, glaring down at him. He administered a vial of sickly green liquid, injecting it into Brax's neck. He fell silent, his limbs going limp. "Omwati posess multiple redundant organs," he said. "Four hearts, three lungs, two livers, and 26 ribs. He'll be fine in a matter of hours."
"What... all you did was knock him out!"
"There's no point wasting resources attempting to repair the damage done," he said, standing. "It would be more efficient to allow his redunant systems to take over."
"But... can't you do something else for him?"
"I could. But it would be a waste of time."
"If you want to do something more for him, then do it yourself," he spat, moving past him. "I must speak to Kira and Revan. Come."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Where are we going?"
"But... we have absolutely no idea where we are!"
"Yes, and that's why we're going exploring. Come along, Rose."
He opened to door, and stepped out into the sunlight next to a fairly large lake, a domed building off in the near distance."
"Hold on..." he said, spinning around. "Yes... yes, it is!"
"That's the first time a random materialisation has landed me in a decent place!"
"Where are we?"
"It's a small planet in the, uhm... I believe it's registered as Galaxy 113-68. It's called Naboo."
"Naboo?" she asked, coming up beside him. "Sounds... Indian."
"Well, there are some basic similarities between both cultures. Food styles are particularly similar. The Naboo and the people of India both enjoy similar spices - as a matter of fact, there is a spice here called retila, which happens to be very similar to curry. Though it's not available in the same way - here, you must harvest it yourself, as the market does not sell it. Now, India: that's where you'd want to buy curry. Not in Europe, where it's artificially grown, or shipped in. Actually, there's a incredible curry shop in central Delhi, where you can get a pound of curry for less than 50 rupees. Best price in the country, as far as I know." He looked around for a moment. "Right, now where was I?"
"Right. Come along, Rose," he said impatiently. "Now that we know where we are, I believe the next step would be to determine when we are."
04-27-2006, 11:26 PM
Jasra sat up abruptly in her bed. She had been sleeping, dreaming…but it had been more than just a dream.
“Brax…” she said with some urgency as she rose and went to the computer terminal at the desk. Her fingers flashed across the keyboard as she quickly searched through connections to find the space port information from Nar Shaddaa. Surely, there would be a record of the Ebon Hawk, or even Brax’s ship, landing there…
“What are you doing?” Jasra turned to see Karda standing in the room. She had been so involved in her search that she hadn’t even heard him come in.
“Looking for the Ebon Hawk or the Ssss,” she said, turning her attention back to the terminal. “Why, is it time to go already?”
“The Ebon Hawk and the what?” Karda asked, frowning as he came closer to look over her shoulder.
“The Ssss,” she repeated. Her fingers paused a moment. “It’s an Omwati word,” she said, then she continued her searching. Although Karda was quiet, she could feel his eyes boring into the back of her head. “I have to find Brax,” she explained.
“Did you not understand what I said earlier?”
“I understand that if I don’t find Brax soon, he’ll die,” Jasra said, not stopping to look at Karda directly. “We have a bond. You may not like it, or understand it, but the fact of the matter is that it exists. And the longer we are separated, the more he will suffer. I have to find him.”
Karda reached out to pull her hand away from the keys, but she quickly smacked him away from her, and gave him a hard stare. “Don’t interfere,” she said in a dangerous tone.
“Jasra, you’re not making sense,” Karda said. “Perhaps you do need some ‘thought realignment!’”
She brightened. “Found them!” she beamed. “Both ships landed on Nar Shaddaa just a few hours ago.” She snorted. “Leave it to the Hutts to track all of the ships in and out. Wouldn’t want to miss out on any potential profits or miss any potential competitors encroaching in on their patch.”
Karda grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him. “Are you even listening to me! These memories you have…bonds…they never happened! You need to focus on our mission… what’s happening here… now!”
“This is happening now!” she answered him back. “Right now, Brax is in pain, injured, bleeding. He needs me. The longer we are separated, the more pain he will suffer from the loss. And if I don’t find him, he will die.” She paused a bit. “I only hope that communing with him through the dream might help him a bit….”
“You’ve communed with him?” Karda asked incredulously. He shook his head and his jaw locked. “This is gone too far….”
“Do you want him to die?” Jasra asked. “Maybe I’m mistaken, but I thought it was the duty of Jedi to preserve life, not end it.”
“I’m right,” Jasra said. “You know I’m right.”
Karda let out a sigh. “Alright, fine. Find him. ‘Commune’ with him if you like. But we’re not going to Nar Shaddaa until after our mission is finished. Finding out what happened to Bastila is more important.” Without waiting for her to answer, he strode for the door. “Our shuttle leaves in ten minutes.”
Jasra grinned slightly. “Fine,” she agreed, following him and picking up her bag at the door. “You’re the leader. Lead the way.” But inside, she was already planning on how to divert the Republic ship they'd be travelling on to find Brax.
Thank you, Crystal, wherever you are, for teaching me how to hide my thoughts, she thought silently to herself. I hope we will meet again.
04-28-2006, 04:31 PM
The Doctor stepped into the cockpit to find Revan and Kira there. "Give it a rest, fools," he spat, glaring at them. "If you're going to form a relationship that goes against the ideals that the Jedi stand for, at least have the decency to attempt to hide it."
04-28-2006, 04:33 PM
"Well, I am sorry if we've gotten in your way, Doctor." Kira answered. She had decided that she liked the old Doctor better. "Did you need something?"
04-28-2006, 04:44 PM
"As a matter of fact, I do," he said darkly. "As I said before, there is much we must discuss. First of all: your memories. Are they fully intact?"
"Yes," said Revan, moving away from Kira slightly so he could face the Doctor. "You said they would be. Well... one of you did."
The Doctor gave him a sharp look, then continued. "Though this was intended, it was not a wise desicion on the part of... my collective self."
He moved to the main room, Kira and Revan following. "There are ripples in the Time Line," he said, throwing the door to his TARDIS open and walking to the console. "Ripples caused by your efforts to re-unite with each other. I fear that more problems will be caused by Jasra's efforts to re-unite with Brax."
"Can't you do anything?" asked Kira, pausing in her studies of the TARDIS. It's walls were dirty, with cables exposed on many surfaces. The main console ticked randomly, and the pleasant hum that had been present with the other two TARDIS' had become somehow unsettling. "You're a Time Lord. I thought that was your job?"
"Don't test me, Exile," he hissed, not looking at her. "I've done all I can. But there is a... shall we say, an 'external factor' involved."
"What do you mean?" asked Revan.
"There is another man - another Time Lord - present in this galaxy. He travels with a young woman named 'Rose Tyler'. He is a threat. He endangers the integrity of the Time Line. He must be... eliminated."
04-28-2006, 05:09 PM
"Eliminated?" Kira asked. "How can we 'eliminate' a Time Lord? They have that regeneration process. Unless he's on his last regeneration, it would be near impossible to kill him."
04-28-2006, 05:11 PM
The Doctor smiled cruely. "There are certain... techniques... that could be used to prevent him from regenerating after the killing blow is dealt. But I must be present when he is killed. I shall absorb his remaining regenerations, which will end his life. It will also extend my own - an added bonus, you might say."
04-28-2006, 05:23 PM
"But why would he be here? If there's already a Time Lord in this era, what would be the point of sending a second? Besides, what can he do that you can't undo?"
04-28-2006, 05:27 PM
"You have no idea how frustrating this man is. I've dealt with a past incarnation of him before. He is reckless, stupid, and foolish. He is capable of doing a great deal of damage, without realising that his actions have consequences. As to why he is here... I cannot say."
04-28-2006, 06:12 PM
Kira thought for a moment. This Doctor didn't seem the same as the last...could it be that he...no. It was foolish. As far as she knew, nothing governed what the Doctor would look or act like after a regeneration.
"So then." she said, "Where is he?"
04-28-2006, 06:19 PM
"I have been tracking him for some time. I believe he arrived in this galaxy shortly before me, on a small planet in the Chommell sector. Naboo. A worthless planet, but where we must go all the same."
Sedated. He had frowned at the odd little man who had come in ... he wasn't in as bad pain, then the man was injecting him with something. Then he was out cold, his mind drifted, thinking about Jasra, about the changes in the universe. He had to find her, somehow the time change had not removed their bonding.
He realized that he was sedated though, and was annoyed, and used his annoyance to fuel the burning of the drug, and a few moments later he woke up.
"I'm fine, release me." He told Mical, frowning at him lightly. "Thank you for your aid. But I'll be okay for a bit."
04-29-2006, 09:44 AM
"Why do these people mean anything to you, Telepath?" the Jedi librarian demanded. "You've never met Jasra Lantill and the last time you had anything to say to Karda Jal-Ordo, the two of you got into a fight that ended with Karda choking in midair. It's why you left Dantooine and came here, is it not?"
"You don't need to tell me my own history," Crystal snapped irritably. "Is Karda still on Dantooine?"
"Yes," the librarian agreed. "But why? Are you intending to apologize for what you did to him? It's been so many years, do you think he'll even remember you?"
"That's my business," Crystal retorted. "At any rate, don't you think you'd remember the girl that choked you without any aid from the Force?"
The librarian was left speechless and Crystal turned to leave the archives. Now just to figure out if she had her own ship now that time had been restored to what it should have been.
04-29-2006, 10:25 AM
"Are you sure? Two of your four hearts are still beating beyond safe--"
The look Brax gave him caused Disciple's voice to drift off. With a sigh, he set about releasing the Omwati. "Alright, if you say so...Though I wouldn't go too far. Your body can only hold up to so much."
- - - - -
"Atton?" Kira asked, turning to the pilot.
"Way ahead of you." he said, and slid past her, moving to the controls of the Hawk. "I'm going to notify the others that we're leaving. Our 'friend' in the med lab might have unfinished buisness on Nar Shaddaa...in that case, he's going to want to get off the ship fast."
04-29-2006, 10:27 AM
Jasra took pause as she and Karda came out of the Enclave into the landing pad area. It was early morning, and the first rays of sunlight glistened off the shuttle that stood before them. “It’s the Moon Shadow,” Jasra said quietly, then grinned at the thought of being in her old ship. Her old stolen ship.
Karda sighed. “Never happened,” he reminded her in a singsong sort of tone.
“I know,” said Jasra, not able to quit grinning. “Still…even you’ve got to admit that it’s more than a coincidence. It’s a sign from the Force that we have to find the others.”
“After our mission,” he said firmly. “And I mean that. Padawan,” he added.
“I know, I know,” said Jasra.
“Karda!” Jasra and Karda both turned at the sound of Master Verga’s voice, and saw the Jedi hurrying towards them. “A word with you before you depart.”
Karda nodded to the shuttle. “Go on,” he said to Jasra. “I’ll be there directly.”
Jasra nodded and headed towards the shuttle alone, glancing now and then over her shoulder at the two conversing Jedi. From the looks on their faces, it was something serious. Perhaps mission related, but then again, perhaps not.
Brax frowned at Mical. "I know what my body is capable of, thanks." He closed his eyes for a moment, and focused ... slowly his hears returned to their normal speed. "I'm fine. I'm just having some issues adjusting to ... things." He pushed up slowly to his feet and looked around.
"Where are Revan and Kira? I need to find Jasra." He moved out of the medical bay, and nearly ran into Atton. He frowned, he didn't like this whole situation, part of him wanted to just tear into these people with his claws and take a shower int he raining blood he would create. But he calmed his emotions.
"Atton, isn't it? Where is Kira? I need to know what's going on ... where are we going?"
04-29-2006, 02:52 PM
"Kira's with Revan and the Doctor in the cockpit. We're going to Naboo, so if you wanted to get your ship, I suggest getting off the Hawk now. The coordinates are set and we're leaving ASAP." came the pilot's response. He was getting a bad feeling about Brax, but if Kira said he was alright...well, he was liable to believe her.
Brax frowned, naboo, what the heck was that?
"I'll stay for now, my ship will join us there."
04-29-2006, 03:31 PM
Atton shrugged. "If you say so."
Within moments, the ship was airborne and in orbit. The hyperdrive hummed to life, and they were gone.
04-29-2006, 03:35 PM
The Doctor walked into the cockpit of the Ebon Hawk to find Atton, Revan, and Kira there. Nobody was saying anything.
"How long will it take this infernal bucket of bolts to reach Naboo?"
04-29-2006, 03:37 PM
"Keep your pants on." Atton said irritably. "We'll get there when we get there."
"Shouldn't be more than fifteen minutes." Kira said, deciding to elaborate, "Naboo isn't all that far from Nar Shaddaa."
04-29-2006, 03:54 PM
"Excellent. I shall be in the TARDIS." With that, he turned on his heal and left the room.
"I'm not sure..." muttered Revan. "Something's not right about him. It takes something big to turn a man like the Doctor into... that."
04-29-2006, 03:57 PM
"I know, I was thinking that myself." Kira said. "He just doesn't seem...right."
"Maybe something happened in the Time Line?" Atton suggested, "He died before, remember? He took that ticking time bomb off Thanatos's ship and into the Time Line so it didn't...tear open a wormhole or something. Maybe have had the power of the Shards recreate him instead of just using that weird thing in the TARDIS had some effect on him or something."
"That could be it..." the Exile said, watching after the 'Doctor', "But something just doesn't feel right...It just doesn't seem possible that he could have changed so dramatically..."
04-29-2006, 04:40 PM
It was a different ship than she'd remembered... less menacing, really. It was a beautiful ship and, from her sketchy memory on the subject, Crystal knew that, while it appeared to be defenseless, it was actually heavily armed. She'd designed it and had it built specifically for her. There was no other ship like it in the galaxy and the plans for it were in her possession. The only copy. Unless she decided otherwise, there would be no other ship exactly like it.
"To Dantooine," she said quietly upon entering the cockpit.
"Confirm current location," the computer requested.
"Coruscant," Crystal answered.
"Confirmed current location as Coruscant," the computer reported. "Setting destination as Dantooine."
"Proceed," Crystal ordered. The ship was silent for several seconds. Then, its engines kicked on.
"Authorized for launch," it said. "Life support online. Weapons systems on standby. Shields on standby. Engines online." A pause as it shot smoothly upward and out of Coruscant's atmosphere. Then, "Leaving planetary atmosphere. Standby for hyperdrive activation sequence." It decelerated for a moment and said, "Hyperdrive ready."
"Engage," Crystal commanded. The ship accelerated into hyperspace smoothly.
Some time later, Crystal's ship came out of hyperspace over Dantooine.
"Destination reached," her ship informed her. "Potential landing sites:"
"Land at the Jedi Enclave," Crystal interrutped. "Open a comm channel."
"Comm channel open," the ship stated.
"This is Crystal Gray of the Eagle's Wing," she announced. "Requesting permission to land."
"You've been gone for years, Ms. Gray," the hesitant voice on the other end replied. Crystal sighed.
"I may not achieve my goals by the standards of the Jedi," she said, "but I am no threat to the Jedi."
"We will see," the voice growled softly. "Permission granted to land."
"Commence landing procedure," Crystal ordered. Her ship complied, sweeping down into the atmosphere toward the Jedi Enclave.
04-29-2006, 05:13 PM
Just as Jasra was boarding the shuttle, something made her turn towards the other bay. A very sleek and shiny ship, landing in the early light of the Dantooine dawn. For a moment, it reminded her of another sleek ship…
“Brax…” she whispered, then looked at the ship more closely. No. It wasn’t the same. Still it was unusual and she felt herself drawn to it.
“Something wrong?” Karda asked as he approached.
“That ship… Have you ever seen it before?”
“No,” he replied. “Probably some diplomat from the Senate, come to ask for mediation in a problem. Nothing to be concerned about. C’mon, let’s…”
“Wait,” Jasra said. “The ramp’s lowering. I want to see who disembarks.”
“It’s not our concern,” said Karda, and he turned to board the shuttle. “Come. The Dreadless is waiting for us.”
Reluctant to board, Jasra stood there for a moment, staring at the strange new ship.
04-29-2006, 11:54 PM
It had been several years since Crystal had been to Dantooine, but coming down the ramp to the landing pad refreshed old memories. Back when she didn't have a ship of her own, she met a Republic transport here that took her to Coruscant. Another ship caught her eye and she stared at it for a moment before recognizing it.
"Moon Shadow," she muttered. Then, she realized a young Jedi woman was staring at her. At first, she merely glared. Then, she realized who it was and closed the distance between them rapidly.
"Jasra?" she exclaimed. "You're a Jedi?" Doubts suddenly flooded her. "You... you do remember me, don't you?"
04-29-2006, 11:59 PM
Rose had to jog to keep up with her companion, taking three strides for every one of his.
"Do you think we could hurry up?" she asked sarcastically.
"Sorry," he said, not looking at her. "It is a remarkable planet," he said suddenly, stopping. "It quite reminds me of Earth, actually. But without all the pollution of your era, the war of the last, and the, uhm... rats... of the next."
"Yes, rats. Big ones about the size of a a dog. And not a tichy little dog like a chihuahua, either. Something more like a labrador. Saw one almost as big as a great dane, once. Amazing dogs, those, though. About as faithful as an animal can be. Much better than a poodle or something. But, I suppose it's better to have a poodle than a fish," he added, spotting a fairly large green fish swim up to the surface of the lake. "Stupid animals, really. Not really good for anything, are they?"
"Alright: what are we going to do?" asked Rose, a touch of hopelessness audible in her voice.
"Oh, come on, Rose, it's just a fish, it's not going to hur-"
"No, I mean... what are we going to do now that we're here? I mean... usually there's a... dalek, or a... a... werewolf or something on top of us by now."
"Well, we'll just have to wait and-"
"Hey! What are you doing down there?"
A man in a military uniform was approaching them, a blaster at the ready. "Who are you?" he asked.
"You see Rose: just be patient!" he said, smiling.
"I said: who are you?" repeated the soldier menacingly.
"Just travellers, my friend, looking for a good time."
"You'll have to do better than that," snapped the soldier, brandishing the blaster. "Come on, I'm taking you up to the palace."
"Palace? Oh, that sounds like fun, don't you think Rose?"
Rose rolled her eyes, smirking slightly.
04-30-2006, 06:45 AM
"Jasra?" Crystal exclaimed. "You're a Jedi?" Doubts suddenly flooded her. "You... you do remember me, don't you?"
Jasra moved forward and suddenly and surprisingly flung her arms around Crystal in a tight hug. “Oh! Am I glad to see you!” she said thankfully.
“Jasra! Hurry up!” came Karda’s voice from inside the shuttle.
Jasra broke her embrace and stood back. “I… I’ve got to go,” she said to Crystal. “I’ve been paired up with Karda for a mission. A Jedi mission. Part of my trials,” she clarified. She looked down at her clothes, then gave Crystal a weak smile. “I’m not exactly where I thought I would be.” Then she looked at Crystal’s impressively sleek ship and grinned. “And neither are you, by the look of things.” Her voice turned serious. “Something’s changed. We have to find the others.”
“Padawan!” Karda shouted again.
“Coming!” Jasra called out over her shoulder. “Look, we’re meeting a Republic ship called the Dreadless in orbit and then heading for the Austrak Sector. Come with us.”
04-30-2006, 09:28 AM
Crystal smiled slightly. "Look on the bright side... at least you're not dancing for Sig..."
She grimaced symathetically. Then, she said, "Ask Karda if he remembers the fight we had before I left Dantooine the first time. Then tell him I'm joining you whether you like it or not. Make it clear this is my decision and ignore the fact that you suggested it. I'd have come to that decision anyway. I'll inform the Jedi that I'm going with you."
She turned and headed off to find the masters of the enclave.
04-30-2006, 12:10 PM
Jasra watched Crystal leave, then as Karda shouted for her again, she entered the shuttle.
“You’re not going to get a very good report if you repeatedly ignore me,” Karda said, while he flipped switches and prepared to take off.
“Sorry.” Jasra sat down in the navigator’s seat and strapped herself in.
The ramp closed, and after receiving clearance, the Moon Shadow lifted off. Karda was a skilled pilot, but Jasra found it hard to keep her hands off the controls. After all, the Moon Shadow had been her ship once, albeit in another time dimension.
As the rolling plains of Dantooine shrunk below them, Karda finally broke the silence between them.
“So what?” Jasra replied.
“So who got off that other ship you were so interested in? Must have been someone important that you felt it was alright to ignore me.”
“An old friend,” Jasra said lightly, knowing that Karda would take the bait.
“What ‘old’ friend?” he asked, snapping his head in her direction. “Some one from the Ebon Hawk? Who?”
Jasra grinned, while she non-chalantly requested docking instructions from the Dreadless. “Thought you didn’t care about finding any of the others.”
“Who?” Karda asked more urgently.
“Did you ever have an argument with another Jedi when you were a Padawan? A fight, perhaps?”
“What does when I was a Padawan have anything to do with….” Suddenly Karda sighed and hung his head. “I knew she seemed familiar! Why couldn’t I see her for who she was then!”
“Who?” Jasra asked, grinning.
Karda glared at her. “You know who. Crystal. It was…oh, I can’t remember now. It was a long time ago.”
“So, you did fight with her?”
“She fought with me. Yes.”
“What’s the difference?”
Jasra turned her head to face him. “What did you fight about?”
Karda considered for a moment. “Philosophy.”
“Philosophy? What, like, which came first, the nuna or the egg?” she said, grinning.
“More like, what makes a Jedi…natural ability or training.”
“And what was your answer?”
“Training,” he said flatly. “Which is what you are lacking. Training and discipline.”
Jasra rolled her eyes. “This is going to be a long journey. I can tell.”
“Permission to dock with the Dreadless granted,” said a hollow voice over the com link. “Proceed to the starboard landing bay.”
“Moon Shadow, acknowledged,” Karda answered. “So, what did Crystal have to say?”
“Nothing much. Only that she was coming with us.”
“What!?” Karda asked incredulously. “This is a Jedi mission. And she is further from being a Jedi than you are at the moment!”
Just then the com link bleeped. It was Master Visas.
“Karda, there is a recent development in your mission,” said Visas’voice over the com link. “A scout, by the name of Crystal Gray, will be joining you in your search. She will meet you on the Dreadless.” There was a pause. “She… she says she knows you.”
“She does,” said Karda. “Unfortunately,” he added under his breath. “Thank you for informing us, Master Visas. I’m sure Ms. Gray will be very… helpful,” he said, grimacing.
Once again, there was silence as Karda guided the Moon Shadow into the landing bay of the much larger Dreadless.
“See? It’s not coincidence,” Jasra said. “It’s the Force. It’s our destiny to reunite with the others.”
“After our mission,” Karda said firmly. “And don’t you forget, I’m in charge here. You take your orders from me, Padawan.”
“You know, I don’t think you’d make a very good Master,” Jasra said. “You’re too…touchy.”
“Touchy? Only because you’re too… provocative.”
“Hey, I’m sorry if I don’t remember much of my ‘past history’.”
Karda gave her a hard look. “Two words. Guided. Meditation. And I won’t hesitate to help you in that arena if need be.”
“Great,” Jasra said flatly. “In the old time, I had a hard time finding Jedi training, and now in this new time, it’s being shoved down my throat.”
The Moon Shadow touched down, and the docking bay began to pressurise.
“Just be mindful of your actions and thoughts,” Karda warned her. “Keep your focus on our present task. Like it or not, you’re a Jedi. And if you believe that the Force is guiding us, then there must be a reason why you are a Jedi now. Keep that in mind.”
The hatch opened and Karda and Jasra stepped aboard the Dreadless.
04-30-2006, 12:28 PM
not sure why my post didn't update on the main DTC forum. I'm trying a test post to see if it will fix the problem.
Edit: Looks like all is well again! :)
04-30-2006, 01:23 PM
((Didn't work... I've had this happen before too... strange, but there's not much we can do about it.))
Several minutes later, the Eagle's Wing touched down next to the Moon Shadow and Crystal left it. She reached out telepathically and located Jasra and Karda. Less than a second later, she was standing just behind them.
"Hello, Karda," she said pleasantly. "How've you been since I heldyou gasping for breath, plastered to the ceiling of the enclave?" She smiled slightly. "It's a vague memory for me... but I like this history better than..." She left her sentence unfinished, knowing both Karda and Jasra knew what she was talking about.
04-30-2006, 01:38 PM
Karda glared at Crystal. “You would,” he said to her, while behind him Jasra bit back a grin at his discomfort.
“It’s good to have you back, Crystal,” Jasra said, with genuine gratefulness. “Nice to have a least one friendly face aboard.”
Karda let out a deep sigh as he raised his eyebrow at Jasra’s comment. “So scout is it?” Karda continued to Crystal. “So, tell me, did the Jedi Council tell you what we are scouting for?”
04-30-2006, 01:44 PM
"They wouldn't," Crystal chuckled. "They believe the only reason I'm here is to rebuild what could have been a good partnership between us. Other than that, they think I am an observer and nothing more. They do not understand that my abilities have increased significantly since I left. I will help when help is needed. Any information I need is to be given to me by the two of you."
04-30-2006, 02:05 PM
“Well, if you’re going to be a part of this mission, then we’d better brief you on it,” Karda said reluctantly to Crystal. “Something tells me that we’re going to need all the help we can get.” He looked at his datapad. “Let’s go and have a chat with Captain Ford and get this ship under my command and everyone briefed.”
Karda headed off towards the bridge, giving a guarded look over his shoulder to see if Jasra was following.
“Let’s go,” Jasra said to Crystal, as she followed him towards the bridge. “And once we’re done with the ‘change of command’ and our ‘briefing’, we need to talk. In private,” she added, raising an eyebrow in Karda’s direction.
05-01-2006, 01:19 PM
((With Jasra's PMmed permission, I am controlling Karda for a post.))
"I couldn't agree more," Crystal said, following Jasra and Karda toward the bridge. She sped up slightly, bringing herself up next to Karda.
"The Jedi feel I should apologize to you for our little dispute," she said. Karda snorted.
"You mean your dispute," he corrected. "I was merely..."
"Using the infuriating illogical logic of your masters," Crystal interrupted. "You scolded me for..."
"For using an ability I did not understand to 'learn' how a lightsaber is constructed," Karda cut her off. "Verga was extremely disturbed at how easily you were able to do that."
"I saw no reason to undergo Jedi training when I was not Force sensitive," Crystal told him.
"And you felt that you could handle a lightsaber with what ingrained skill you had," he replied, glancing over at her. "Don't think I've forgotten our argument simply because we have two histories to remember."
"So you admit the argument involved both of us," Crystal smirked. Karda sighed.
"Call it more a debate from my point of view," he said. "A debate you turned aggressive."
"But you have to admit..." Crystal began, but Karda interrupted.
"I am responsible for Padawan Lantill on this mission," he said. "This conversation is not beneficial to her... or to either of us. The past is what it is. Talking about it will not change it."
Crystal shrugged. "You might like to know my opinion has changed."
Karda turned to face her fully. "Oh?"
Crystal grinned. "A Jedi is made by both natural ability and training."
"More training than natural ability," Karda said. Crystal laughed.
"Now who's creating the bad example for Jasra?" she teased. "Now you want to restart our argument."
Karda rolled his eyes, but said nothing and stepped out onto the bridge, Crystal and Jasra following him.
05-01-2006, 04:30 PM
Jasra couldn’t help but grin at Karda’s discomfort, and when Crystal turned to look over her shoulder at her, she gave her a playful wink.
“Touchy,” Jasra said quietly, but loud enough for Karda to hear. And although he didn’t look at her, she thought she heard him growl a bit, and she grinned.
“Captain Wolf, I presume,” Karda said, striding arrogantly forward and extending his hand. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Jedi Knight Karda Jal-Ordo.” He turned towards the women. “Jedi Padawan Jasra Lantill, and…” He hestitated. “Crystal Gray. An advisor.”
Captain Wolf returned the handshake. “Welcome aboard the Dreadless. I suppose you’ll be taking command now?” he asked slowly.
“As soon as you are ready,” Karda said. “Have you briefed your crew?”
“Not as such,” said Captain Wolf. “They know they are on a recovery mission, but Admiral Onassi felt that it was best to leave things on a ‘need-to-know’ basis until your arrival.”
“I see.” Karda took a moment to consider. “How many crew aboard?”
“Thirty-two,” said Wolf. “Bridge crew, two medics, three engineers, and the rest soldiers. The Admiral wanted you to be prepared in case you ran into…complications,” he added, seeing the look of surprise on Jasra’s face.
“And will you be staying aboard?” Karda asked.
“Actually, no. Admiral Onassi has other plans for me. But…” Captain Wolf nodded to the pilot’s station. “Our pilot, Marshall Tylor, is quite capable of being second in command. He was handpicked by Admiral Onassi himself.”
Karda nodded. “Very well. If you could instruct Tylor to meet us in the briefing room, Captain, we’ll get things changed over so that you may depart and we can get underway.”
Karda turned and headed for the briefing room, his cloak swooping gracefully behind him as he walked.
“Oooh, I’m impressed,” Jasra commented deadpan under her breath to Crystal. “Aren’t you?”
Karda took his place at the head of the oblong table in the briefing room where Jasra, Crystal, Captain Wolf, and Tylor were sitting in anticipation of the mission briefing.
“Three days ago,” Karda began, “all contact was lost with the Republic ship the Almanac. On board, Jedi Master Bastila Shan and seven prospective Padawans, along with the Almanac’s crew of nine.”
He clicked a button on the hand held remote and a hologram of a Galaxy map appeared in the centre of the table. “They disappeared here,” a spot on the map began to flash. “In the Austrak Sector. A place known for pirates, smugglers, and, the occasional slaver. The Almanac was found, and was intact, but all personnel aboard were missing. No escape pods were fired, there was no sign of any malfunctions, and no sign of any distress or struggle. The only clue we have is a log entry that had them investigating a distress call. We think it was a ruse to lure them to their fate.
“Our task is to find them. We’ll start at the place of their abduction and begin our search with the hyperspace lanes that intersect that area. Now, are there any questions?”
“Do any of the hyperspace lanes happen to lead near Nar Shaddaa?” Jasra asked.
Karda glared at her. “Any other questions?” he said, purposefully not answering.
05-01-2006, 05:31 PM
Captain Wolf headed towards the piolt station after the conference with the jedi knights. He stood behind Marshall and coughed to get Marshalls attention. Marshall spun on his chair to face Captain Wolf.
"Yesss captain?" Asked Tylor, I have feeling this isn't going to be good
"Your needed in the breifing room in five minutes exactly." Said the captain, in an upright military poisture.
"Huh?" Replied Tylor
"Your in second command of the Dreadless during the mission." The captain answered
"Oh right... Cool." Said Tylor as he spun around and continued with his work."I'll be there in five minutes."
~~5 mins later~~
Marshall entered the brief and sat down. After the Jedi finished his briefing and asked for questions.
Tylor stood forward and said "I have a few.What about the ships cameras? Most ships, especially republic ship."
05-01-2006, 05:52 PM
"Good question," said Karda to Tylor. He took out his datapad, and connected it up to the control console in front of him.
"This is what was recorded." Karda pushed a button, and a holoimage appeared of the Almanac's bridge.
At first the bridge was operating normally. Bastila was sitting in the command chair, when the comm officier indicated that they were receiving a distress call. Bastila ordered them to investigate. Then there was a period of static. When the image reappeared, the bridge was empty. All of the control stations seemed to be functioning normally, just...no people.
"That's all that was found, and it's the same with every camera on board--med bay, engineering, crew corridor. The Republic has engineers examining the static covered portion of the holovid, but so far they haven't been successful in recovering any of it."
05-02-2006, 12:21 PM
"You guys have the cordinants for the Austrak. I've preped the ship for hyperspace allready. All it's waiting for is the cordinants and a press of a button and we'll be off" informed Marshall.
05-02-2006, 03:48 PM
"Great, Tylor," Karda said to Marshall. "As soon as Captain Wolf departs the ship, then we shall proceed." He punched a few buttons on the console. "I'm loading the co-ordinates into the main computer. You can transfer them to your navicomputer at your convenience. Now," he said, straightening himself and looking at Jasra and Crystal, "if there are no more questions, we should get ourselves settled. I have a feeling this isn't going to be a quick mission."
Karda, Jasra and Crystal left for their quarters, leaving Captain Wolf to give any handover instructions to Tylor.
In her quarters, Jasra put her pack down and then sat on the bed. She figured that Crystal would either contact her or, if she still had her teleporting abilities, come and see her soon.
But, while she waited, she decided to try and meditate for a bit, in the hopes that she could touch Brax's mind through their Force connection. The dream she had of him the night before worried her.
She closed her eyes, slowed her breathing, and reached out with the Force....
The past few hours had been calming, Brax had slipped into one of the side rooms and was sitting on a bunk, his eyes closed. Filling himself with pleasant thoguths and memories. His body was still reacting oddly to being away from his partner. But .. somethign was strange about that too, he couldn't put his finger on what though.
They were going to someplace called naboo, he'd never heard of it. It didn't seem like anything intersting was going to be there, somethign about an enemy of the Doctor. But this man didn't seem like the other Doctor he had met, he understood ther was some strange thign with 'regeneration' or something. But still it seemed fishy. he'd keep an eye on the man that was for sure.
He had calmed his hearts all down, and his body was seeming okay for now. He lenaed back, and closed his eyes, and set his internal clock to wake him in a few hours, when they got to naboo, and was out like a light.
Omwat is a forested planet, the far north and far south contain raiforests of a cold and snowy kind, the middle portion of the world that of a tropical rainforest. There is one small desert that is said to have been created a long time ago through the use of horrible technology, a large ocean that covers 2/3 of the planet, and three large continents covering the rest. Brax dreamt of home, his home, of Omwat. He stood out in the pouring rain, hot and feeling so good as each drop fell upon him, soaked to the bone.
"Jasra?" He whispered, feeling her presence in the dream. "This is Omwat." he said, smiling when she strode out of the rain to him.
05-03-2006, 10:19 PM
Even though in a meditative state, Jasra grinned as she connected with Brax. It was comforting to feel his presence, visit his thoughts. But this visit wasn't like the dream. She could envision what he was thinking, but couldn't feel things like she had when she was dreaming--the coolness of the rain, the scents of the forest, the touch of Brax's hand has he caressed her face--she couldn't feel any of it.
"Omwat--it's beautiful, Brax," she said to him, smiling softly. "I can see why your people are so protective over it." Then her smile faded. "I'm worried about you. And I'm lost without you. Is this where you are, Brax? Omwat?"
"I wish I was on Omwat," he said, but shook his head. "But I am going to someplace called ... Naboo, there is a man here, claiming to be the Doctor, but I don't think it's really him. He's nothing like the man we met, in the other time." He frowned, his eyes growing fiantly black with anger and annoyance at the situation.
"Where are you? I can get my ship and come to you, just tell me where ... and I'll be there as fast as I can." He nodded, and caressed her cheek. He felt her speaking, about ot tell him something, when suddenly he was awake. He gasped and fell over, his breath hard and his mind realing. It felt like he'd been punched in the stomach ...
05-06-2006, 05:53 AM
"Brax, I'm on a mission for the J...Brax?" Jasra felt their connection breaking as she sensed he was in pain. Then suddenly, it was gone. "Brax!" she exclaimed, and her eyes sprung open.
She felt nauseous, probably an after effect of breaking the connection too soon, and now she was more worried about her partner than ever. Brax needed her. He was in pain and he needed her.
"The Doctor?" Jasra said to herself, recalling what Brax had said. "So Brax has found the others. All of them." She paused a moment as she tried to calm her feeling of anxiety. "But why Naboo?"
Her desire to reunite with Brax was stronger than ever. Quickly, she moved over to the computer console at the desk and began to search through the known hyperspace routes in area of the Austrak sector where Bastila had disappeared. Perhaps there was a connection between there and....
"There it is." A Naboo hyperspace route. Jasra downloaded the information into her datapad, along with the other known hyperspace routes that intersected that area, then headed for Crystal's room. Surely, Crystal must realise that the Force was leading all of the 'time travelers' back together for a reason, and together they would find a way to convince Karda to go to Naboo.
05-06-2006, 08:40 AM
"What are we going to do?"
"Well Rose, there's nothing we can do, really. Best just play along, and listen to what the man sa- Oh, look at the bird!"
"This isn't the time to-"
"Rose. there's nothing we can do. He's got an Aratech Silenced Blaster at our backs. If we try to escape, we'll end up with a charred hole in our backs. I suggest you relax, and let what happens happen."
"Best listen to the manm Las," said the soldier, smirking.
"I have a question?" she said. "Why does he have a Scottish accent if we're in another galaxy entirely? And... in the distant past?"
"It would take far too long to explain," he said dodgily. "Needless to say, humans are not entirely aware of their full past, now are they?" he smiled.
The soldier led them to a large ornate palace. "It's beautiful," said Rose, awstruck.
"Yes, quite," said her companion, not really looking at it. "Tell me," he turned to the soldier. "I know this is an odd question, but... who is the Monarch, at the moment?" he asked genially.
The soldier glared. "Keep moving," he said, unimpressed. "You are to be detained, and the ship you arrived in detained."
"Oh, don't worry, it's not going anywhere. Not unless I tell it to."
"Even then, it's hit or miss..."
05-07-2006, 11:23 AM
"Here we go again." Kira murmured to Revan as the Ebon Hawk quickly made its way through the atmosphere of Naboo. "Just another whirlwind adventure."
((OOC: Sorry I haven't posted in a while, guys :xp: busy week))
05-07-2006, 09:13 PM
Revan smiled. "Look on the bright side," he said. "No Sith hanging onto our butts."
05-07-2006, 09:15 PM
Kira smiled as well. "Or Mandalorians." she added.
05-08-2006, 04:30 PM
The door to Crystal's quarters slid open as Jasra approached it, inviting her to enter. Crystal was on the other side of the room, occupied with a computer console, but she glanced up as Jasra entered. With a slight smile, she said, "It's good to see you again, Jasra." Then, she returned her attention to the computer.
05-08-2006, 06:34 PM
“Crystal,” Jasra said as she entered the room, “I’ve been thinking. There is obviously something still connecting all of us that were in the ‘old timeline,’ and it must be related to …”
She stopped, and stared over Crystal’s shoulder at the computer terminal. “Oh. So, you’re searching the hyperspace routes that intersect the Austrak sector, too? Good. What do you think about the Naboo route?”
When Crystal looked up at her curiously, Jasra leaned against the edge of the console table and let out a sigh. “It’s imperative that I find Brax,” she explained. “We’ve got a connection… a bond, carried over from… well, from before.” Jasra bit her lower lip. “And it’s more than just a Force bond. It goes… deeper than that.” She frowned slightly. “He occupies my thoughts, all the time. And,” she said, frowning, “he’s in pain. I can feel it. If I don’t find him soon, he’ll die.” She paused for a moment, then continued. “Brax, the others… they are on their way to Naboo. Probably already there by now. And through our bond, Brax told me that the Doctor was with them, too.” She stared at Crystal intently. “Maybe I’m mistaken, but I thought the Doctor told us that he wasn’t supposed to be here. If he corrected the timeline, then why is he back? Unless…,” her voice trailed off. “Crystal, I fear that something else is wrong. Very wrong. We have to find a way to get this ship to Naboo, with or without Karda’s permission.”
05-08-2006, 07:05 PM
The Doctor sealed the door shut behind him. He strolled over to the console and punched a few buttons. An image appeared on the screen - an image ok Kira. A data readout began scrolling across the screen.
Name: Kira Starr
Species: Species: Human
Native Galaxy: 113-68
Native Time Frame: Index 004-13-6, Old Republic Era
A short biography followed, outlining her early life, training records, and a record of her exploits near the end of the Great Jedi Purge, shortly after the Civil War.
He punched in another set of commands, and Revan's face filled the screen.
Species: Species: Human
Native Galaxy: 113-68
Native Time Frame: Index 004-13-6, Old Republic Era
"The Prodigal Knight," he muttered, smiling slightly.
He punched in yet another few commands. This time, Atton's face appeared.
Designation in current time frame: Atton Rand
Species: Species: Human
Native Galaxy: 113-68
Native Time Frame: Index 004-13-6
Not much data on 'Atton Rand'. No redirects either. I'll have to keep an eye on this one...
He then accessed information on Disciple, Crystal Gray, and Jasra Lantill. Nothing relevant - the timeline had been reverted. But presence of another Time Lord told him that there was still something wrong...
He accessed another databank. An image of a young woman with shoulder length blonde hair appeared.
Name: Rose Tyler
Species: Species: Human
Native Galaxy: 22-3
Native Time Frame: Index 904-83-4, Early 21st Terran Century
Like most humans in the Milky Way, Tyler was no threat. At least, she appeared to be no threat. He pulled up the information on Naboo, and began reading.
05-08-2006, 07:10 PM
"I'm glad you two never seem to want to slow down." Atton murmured as he brought the ship in for docking. "Force knows if you did, the galaxy would fall apart."
A console beeped.
"Incoming transmition. Patching it through." the pilot reported, and hit a few keys on the terminal.
"This is the Naboo Docking Authority. Please identify yourself." a man's voice said.
Kira moved closer to the console. "The Ebon Hawk." she said, "We're here for pleasure. To check up on an old friend." she added, just for good measure.
"Very well, your ID checks out. You may dock in Bay 147. Please enjoy your stay on Naboo."
05-08-2006, 07:12 PM
"They're letting us dock?" said Revan, surprised. "I thought you guys had completely ruined this ship's reputation?"
05-08-2006, 07:17 PM
Crystal frowned. "I don't think that's wise, Jasra," she said quietly. "Look, I want to regroup as much as you do... but the Jedi gave you and Karda a mission. I'm not here to interfere. I'm here to help. I intend to speed this mission up as much as I possibly can..."
She sighed and shifted slightly in her seat. "If not us, who's going to look for Bastila?" Her eyes fell again on the computer and she groaned. "I look at hyperspace routes to settle myself down a bit... relax, let my brain rest. Hyperspace routes may not be straight lines, but each one has a definite beginning and end..."
A few taps to the screen later and the screen was displaying a closer view of the hyperspace routes. Crystal tapped on one and the screen split in half, one half showing the chart and the other showing information on the hyperspace route Crystal had tapped.
"No," she murmured. She tapped the screen several more times and then shook her head. "I've just looked into several potential ways to get to Naboo," she told Jasra. "All of them require a couple of extra jumps, which, if you're trying to do this without Karda's approval, is not the way to go."
She sighed. "Jasra, I know you want to get back to Brax. Believe me, I'd love to get you there... but it looks like we'll have to play along with Karda. I'll do everything in my power to speed up this mission. I'll call on the mental power of every person aboard this ship to increase my telepathic range if I have to, but it's looking like we'll have to find Bastila before we rejoin our friends."
A disappointed silence was shared between them and Crystal said quietly, "I'm sorry."
05-08-2006, 07:55 PM
Kira smiled devilishly. "Ruined? Yes. Completely? Not yet."
"Well, you two have fun." Atton said, getting up, "I have to go get some things before we leave." and with that, he left the cockpit.
05-08-2006, 09:38 PM
Revan watched Atton leave, a dark look on his face. "I don't trust him," he said, finally voicing what he had been thinking since the previous time line.
05-08-2006, 09:41 PM
"I do." Kira said, watching after him, "He's done more for me and the others than he was ever entitled to do. He's put himself on the line countless times and was always there to watch my back. In some ways...he reminds me of someone else I know." she added on as an afterthought, looking pointedly at him.
05-08-2006, 09:45 PM
Revan shook his head. "His thoughs are too clouded. He doesn't want us to know anything about him. He's hiding something, I can feel it. I never had anything to hide. I never lied to you. He has."
05-08-2006, 09:49 PM
"I know what he's lied about, Revan." the Exile answered, "And trust me, if you had a past like his, you would want to hide your thoughts as well."
05-08-2006, 09:53 PM
"That's no excuse," spat Revan, standing quickly. "I'm not exactly proud of my past, either, Kira! I've done horrible things! I killed millions as Darth Revan! I slaughtered men, women, and children! But I don't lie about it! I don't pretend it never happened! I don't betray my friends, change my name, and run away and hide on some **** hole of a planet!"
05-08-2006, 09:57 PM
"Revan!" Kira said, placing her hands on his shoulders, "Settle down. It's just the way he is..." a small smile spread on her features as she realized why he was flying off the handle so easily. "...and it's why he could never be you." She reached up and kissed him lightly, quickly. Then, pulling away, she said, "C'mon. We have work to do."
((OOC:Wheee...sucky post, I know :xp: Though, I have to say that your post is quite interesting, Doc :lol: ))
05-08-2006, 10:03 PM
((I was venting my anger. Better than my rants, right?))
"Truer words were never uttered," said the Doctor, entering the room. "We must find this... other Time Lord... and being him to death."
Revan turned to him. "What about Brax? Have you discovered what's wrong with him?"
"Nothing that I can fix," he answered shortly. "His redundant systems will take over shortly. If not... well, you'll have an ugly blue carcass rotting in your med lab. Now let's get going."
05-10-2006, 05:04 PM
Jasra left Crystal’s quarters and headed for the bridge. If she couldn’t get to Brax, then she would just have to get him to her.
“Ah, there you are,” Karda said, catching her up. “Figured you’d get yourself settled rather quickly.”
“I’m not ‘settled,’” Jasra replied flatly. “I’m just heading to the bridge to use the com system.”
“Oh? Missing Master Verga already?”
Jasra stopped in her tracks and gave him a deadpan look. “Why would I miss him? I hardly know him.”
“What do you mean, you ‘hardly know him?’ He’s been your Master for the past five years.”
“I don’t remember that,” she said, starting toward the bridge again. “And I don’t see how you do either.”
Karda stopped her. “I remember,” he said, her arm firmly in his grip, “because it happened. And if you took time to meditate on it, you’d remember, too.”
“How can you ‘remember’ something that didn’t happen to you?” Jasra asked him. “You were with me on the Ebon Hawk. You were there when the Doctor sent us all back. It happened. This ‘new’ time line, its past, it didn’t happen. Not to me.”
“It did,” Karda said to her. “If it didn’t, you wouldn’t be here.”
“Well I’ve got other things on my mind at the moment.”
“Brax?” Karda asked, cocking his eyebrow.
Karda sighed. “You’re a Jedi now. You don’t need him anymore.”
Jasra began to fume. “And just who are you to tell me what I need and don’t need? You’re not my Master.” She looked him up and down, then snorted. “I’m not even sure if you’re my friend.”
Before she could turn and walk away from him, Karda grabbed her arm. “How can you say that? I’ve only ever tried to help you. And you… you threw any advice I gave you back in my face and went with that… beast.”
“Brax isn’t a beast!” she said hotly. “He’s a Zedai priest! The leader of his people!”
“And you’re a Jedi,” Karda hissed. He looked around to see if anyone was watching, then dragged Jasra to a quiet alcove in the corridor. “You weren’t abandoned this time,” he said quietly. “You were found. You’ve been given a second chance. I thought that’s what you wanted. To be a Jedi Knight. Don’t throw away this opportunity to follow the path of the Light.”
“How can I get this through your head?” Jasra whispered back. “I’m. Not. A. Jedi. I was a Padawan learner—that’s all. I don’t remember being found and trained by Master Verga. How can I be ready for knighthood trials when I don’t remember having half of my training?”
“Your physical body remembers,” said Karda. “Meditate on it. You’ll find you remember more than you think you do.”
“Look, all I want to do is find Brax,” Jasra said. “That’s all. I don’t want to meditate, or remember, or do any Jedi things. Just find Brax.”
Karda gave her a strange look. “This ‘connection’ you have with him. It’s not just a Force bond. You’re obsessed by him,” he observed.
“I’m….” Jasra stopped herself saying that she was in love. “I’m concerned about him. He’s dying.”
“Dying? How do you know he’s dying? More dreams?”
Jasra bit the inside of her lip as she thought how to answer.
“You’ve connected with him through the Force?” Karda surmised.
“Yes,” she answered, thinking that there wasn’t anything to gain from lying about it. “And he needs me. Physically needs me present, or he’ll die. He and the rest of the Ebon Hawk crew are on Naboo. Now, let me go and contact him.”
“I told you, we are not deviating from our course until….”
“Look, I’m not planning on hijacking the bloody ship and going to Naboo! I just want to contact him so he can come to me.”
Karda took a moment to consider. “And the rest of the Ebon Hawk crew are with him? Kira, Atton... Revan.”
“And the Doctor,” Jasra added.
“The Doctor? But I thought….”
“So did I,” Jasra finished for him. “But Brax said he was there. And that he was… different.”
Karda raised an eyebrow at this. “You discussed this with Crystal?”
Jasra nodded. “And she agreed with you that finding Bastila was the more important thing to do. That’s why I wanted to contact Brax and have him meet us here. Please, Karda, let me contact him.”
Karda went over to a com panel on a nearby wall and contacted the Bridge. “Tylor? Contact the Palace at Naboo. See if their security people can locate any of the crew of the Ebon Hawk or anyone who calls himself ‘The Doctor’. If they're there, send them our co-ordinates so they could meet us if they so choose.”
Jasra breathed a sigh of relief.
“Now,” Karda said to her. “There’s something I want you to do for me.”
“Come with me to the med bay,” he said, leading her down the corridor. “I want to run some tests on you.”
“Tests. I suspect that your ‘obsession’ with Brax might be more than just a ‘Force’ bond.”
Brax had told the others not to disturb him, and so he woke up after having some horrible pains and lay on the floor in a pile. He frowned and pushed up slowly. The ship didn't sound right, they had landed in his unconcious time. He frowned and slowly pushed himself to his feet. He closed his eyes and focused, calming his body.
"We will see Jasra soon." He whispered to himself, a soft humm eminating from his lips, humming a song of his youth to calm his nerves. A song from his training, used to focus the mind.
The Zedai, much like the Jedi found young force adepts and trained them from as early an age as possible. But, unlike the Jedi, they were also encourged to mate with other force senstive Zedai, in hopes of having children that could also become Zedai. Brax was one such child, he had been trained since his first memories to know the force, to control and harness it. His childhood nursery rhymes, the songs his mother sang him to sleep with, his toys. Everything, had been designed to train and focus his mind into being what he was today.
But all of it was coming crashing down upon him, he couldn't focus, even his humming only kept him in control enough to 'seem' in control. He could still feel his hearts pumping a bit to fast, the faint slickness from his temperature being too high. He could feel several of his organs failing slowly, back up organs were working to take their place ... but the rate of detereration was making him ill. He sighed and slipped out of the room, looking around.
05-11-2006, 06:13 PM
“Right,” Karda said to the medic as Jasra laid down on her back on the medical table. “I’d like you to run a chemical analysis on her blood. To see if there is anything…unusual.”
“Well, she doesn’t have to lay down to do that,” the medic said, picking up a hand held analyser and moving towards Jasra’s arm. “It’ll just take a sec…”
Karda stopped him. “I need you to do this while she’s meditating.”
“Meditating?” Jasra sat up. “I told you, I don’t want to….”
“I’d like you to see if you can re-establish contact with Brax,” Karda said to her obvious surprise. “And when you’ve made contact with him,” Karda turned to the medic, “that’s when I want you to run the analysis.”
The medic nodded. “Fine,” he said, with a skeptical undertone. “Just tell me when.”
Jasra let out a deep sigh. “I don’t know if I can do this with you two staring at me,” she said.
“Just relax and try,” Karda said, and he sat down in a chair a few feet away from her. He motioned for the medic to take the seat next to him. “I promise, we won’t interfere.”
Reluctantly, Jasra laid back down, then closed her eyes, and tried to concentrate on Brax. What seemed like minutes passed, until finally, she felt herself drift further and further away, until she thought she could almost feel him…
”Brax?” she called out from her mind. “Where are you? You’re in pain. I can feel it. Where are you? How can I help you if I can’t find you? Brax….?”
"Jasra?" He wasn't mediting or unconious, he blinked a few times and then closed his eyes, sensing some... medical labratory. "Naboo ... " Had she not heard him the last time? "Where are you? I'll come to you ... I have my ship with me, the others are leaving the ship, looking for some other .. .time lord or something."
05-13-2006, 10:10 AM
Jasra heard Brax answer her and immediately relaxed, comforted by his presence even though it was only faintly felt through the Force. “So, you are still on Naboo. Good. We've sent a message to the Palace to find you. I’m on a Republic ship,” she told him. “The Dreadless. In the Austrak sector. I don’t know the exact co-ordinates, the Palace on Naboo will. But even so, I found a hyperspace link that leads directly from Naboo… “
Karda was observing the medical monitors near Jasra. “There,” he said to the medic, pointing to a slight change in her blood pressure and heart rate. “Begin your sampling now.”
With a slight roll of his eyes, obviously indicating a lack of understanding of Jedi, the medic complied and he drew a sample of her blood. As the analysis came over the screen, the medic raised an eyebrow. “Now, that’s interesting,” he commented.
“A marked increase in her serotonin and adrenal….” The medic looked at another monitor, then gave Karda a strange look. “She’s not a former spice addict, is she?”
“No,” Karda answered curtly. “Why do you ask?”
The medic shrugged. “I’ve seen hormone readings go off the chart like that before in addicts. They’re off it for a while, and then, when they get a little bit, they appear to relax, but in reality their hormone levels are going haywire. It makes them crave it even more. Nasty stuff.”
“Are there other substances that could give off the same sort of readings?”
The medic thought a moment. “Well, some species give of pheromones that act in a similar manner. Falleen, for instance. Served on a ship with one on board once, and some of the human crew had bad reactions when the Falleen disembarked. Increased agitation, sleeplessness, inability to focus on their jobs….”
“So, if Jasra had been exposed to a similar pheromone, you’re saying she could be going through some sort of withdrawl?”
“It’s possible,” said the medic. “Though it’s hard to explain how she’s able to elicit the production of serotonin by just ‘meditating.’”
Karda didn’t answer him. He knew how. She was ‘communing’ with Brax, and that little bit of contact was enough to elicit a response. “And what about the pheromone producer? If they were exposed to the pheromone, but then it was suddenly withdrawn, what effect would that have on them?”
“I really couldn’t say without examining them,” said the medic. “Although, if the circumstances for producing the pheromome couldn’t be replicated, I imagine that it could have severe consequences.”
“Possibly. With additional hormones running through the body, and no pheromome to counter-balance them, I suppose it could eventually result in death.”
“Is it possible to simulate the pheromome so we could ‘wean’ her off of it? Offset the effects?”
“It’s possible. But, again, I would have to know the specific species in question.”
Karda paused for a moment, then frowned. “Ever hear of an Omwati?”
The medic snorted. “Can’t say that I have. But if you come across one, let me know and I’ll give it a try.”
“…and intersects near to where we will be,” Jasra said to Brax. “Forget about the others. They don’t matter. Just come and find me. I miss you, Brax. Terribly. Please, come and find me.”
05-15-2006, 04:15 PM
The soldier led them into the shade of the palace, where Rose removed her bulky sweater, panting.
"There are too many hills on this planet," she muttered.
The soldier turned to her as if to speak, but was cut off by another soldier coming up to him. "Sir," he said. "There's an incoming message from the Dreadless," he said. "They're looking for the Ebon Hawk."
"The Ebon Hawk? Why would she be here?"
"I don't know, sir. The pilot also mentioned a man calling himself 'the Doctor', and asked if he had been seen - apparantly, he usually pops up when their's trouble."
Rose smirked. "He does seem to have a knack for finding it," she giggled.
Her companion smiled. "As it so happens, I know where you can find this 'Doctor' fellow."
The soldier turned to him. "Well?" he asked impatiently, after a short silence.
He reached out a hand and shook the soldier's. "Hello!" he said happily. "I'm the Doctor."
05-15-2006, 04:21 PM
"Everything's been taken care of." Atton said, leaning against the hull of the Hawk as the Exile descended the loading ramp. "The ship's registered and the docking fee's paid. We're good to go."
"Thanks." Kira said, smiling as she took a deep breath of the clean, fresh air of Naboo.
05-15-2006, 04:57 PM
Tylor entered the med bay (if he's still there. If he's not I'm entering the room he is in now) "Mr.Karda. We've recived a reply Naboo. They have the "Doctor" in friendly custody and are awaiting our arrival. I've allready set a corse, since that was a location for the search for the jedi. We'll be arrivng there in less than half an hour."
05-15-2006, 05:19 PM
"No, don't divert our course to Naboo just yet," Karda replied to Tylor. "We need to investigate Bastila's ship the Almanac and the surrounding area first. Just give the Palace Security on Naboo our co-ordinates. I'm sure the Doctor is resourceful enough to rendezvous with us if he so desires.
"Just let me know when we arrive at the Almanac. When we do, assemble a boarding party of marines. You'll be in charge of securing the ship. Her drives have been disabled by the Republic's scouts, but she's been adrift for a few days now, and may have 'uninvited' guests by now. Salvagers, pirates, who knows. While you secure the vessel, myself, Ms. Gray, and Padawan Lantill will join you onboard and look for any clues that may have been missed by the Republic the first time around."
He looked at the medic, and then at Jasra, who was beginning to come out of her meditative state.
"As soon as Padawan Lantill is through here, we'll join you on the bridge," he said to Tylor. "Understood?"
05-15-2006, 05:37 PM
"Understood. Well we'll be at the Almanac in 15 minutes. As soon as I get this ship on corse, I'll gather a group of marines in the armoury." Marhshall then left the medbay and headed to the bridge to change the ships corse.
"I'm on my way Jasra." He said, blinking a few times ... the connection felt so weird, but it was calming. Very calming. He slipped out of the room, and down the ramp. Stopping to look where Kira, and Revan were also disembarking. "I have to go, I've found Jasra. We'll contact you once I've rendvoused with her, she's not that far from here."
He nodded and his ship decloaked, it was hovering int he air next ot the hawk. Having rode it's own hyperspace trail to naboo. He lept and landed int hte cockpit, and the ship disapeared again.
05-16-2006, 04:46 PM
“You alright?” Karda said, looking down at Jasra as she came out of her meditative state.
“He’s coming,” she said calmly. "Brax. He's coming to me."
“And how do you feel?” Karda asked.
“Good.” Jasra grinned. “I feel… good. Perhaps meditation has its merits after all.”
Karda exchanged looks with the medic.
Jasra frowned. “What?”
“I think the reason may be more chemical in nature,” said Karda. “But we’ll find out more about that when your Omwati friend arrives.”
“What do you mean?” she asked, frowning.
“Pheromones,” said the medic. “We think you may have an addiction to one you’ve been exposed to.”
Jasra glared at Karda. “The bond is deeper than that, and you know it.”
“Perhaps,” Karda said. “Suppose we’ll find out when he gets here. In the meantime, we have work to do. We’ll be arriving at the Almanac soon, and Tylor will be sending a boarding party aboard. And we’re going with him. Crystal, too.” He turned and headed for the door. “I’ll meet you and Crystal on the bridge in ten minutes.”
Jasra sat up and stared at the closing door. Then she turned to the medic. “Pheromones?” She shook her head with disbelief, slid down off the table, and headed for Crystal’s room.
She tapped on Crystal’s door. “Crystal? We’re wanted on the bridge in ten minutes,” she called through the door.
05-16-2006, 05:00 PM
Instead of any sort of verbal response, Jasra heard several thumps, crashes, and yells coming from Crystal's room. This went on for several seconds before Crystal came sliding along the ground through the still closed door. She slid across the hallway, stopping herself by putting her hands against the opposite wall. Getting up quickly, she walked back to Jasra.
"Well..." she said, straightening her clothing and her hair, both of which seemed to have evolved minds of their own. "That was... interesting." Shaking her head and clearing her throat, she looked at Jasra. "So I didn't catch that... where were we wanted?"
05-16-2006, 05:35 PM
With a dubious look on her face, Jasra looked Crystal up and down. "You, me, bridge, ten minutes," she saidslowly. Her eyes flicked between the closed door and the dishevled Crystal. "Erm...what just happened here? You alright?"
05-16-2006, 05:41 PM
Crystal's eyes flicked to the door and then she nodded. "I'm fine. Just..." She laughed softly and shook her head. "I'm definitely a different person than the one you got to know. More powerful." She laughed again. "And let's just say some of the new powers aren't as easy to control..." Sighing, she headed for her door and again passed through it. As if on a delayed reaction, the door opened behind her, allowing Jasra to enter.
The room was a mess. Half the lighting was damaged, the bed was a mess, clothes were scattered throughout the room, and the computer console Crystal had used before to look at hyperspace routes was sparking out one side and the screen was flickering.
05-16-2006, 05:52 PM
Jasra looked around the room. "Nice," she said with a hint of sarcasm. "Love what you've done to the place. I had no idea you were into the chaos-grunge look," she added, grinning.
She jumped slightly, as a shower of sparks erupted from what used to be the computer terminal. "You know, I vote we don't tell Karda about this," she stated. "You?"
05-16-2006, 06:03 PM
"Watch it," Crystal teased. "I can throw you against a wall harder than you could Force push me." She glanced out the window for a moment before turning back to Jasra.
"As for telling Karda..." Crystal began, stopping to look around the room. "I completely agree."
Without warning, she appeared to slip through the floor to her waist. Wincing slightly, she pushed on the floor with her arms, lifting herself out of a hole the size of her waist. Once she stood again, she turned to Jasra. "Not sure exactly what happened, but that kinda hurt..."
05-16-2006, 06:22 PM
"I'd better watch it?" Jasra shook her head, and tried to keep a straight face. "You'd better be careful. You don't want to go sliding all the way through the hull. Although, not having to open locked doors might be handy when we get to the Almanac. Karda said we're boarding with Tylor's team. That's why he wants us on the bridge. And we'd better get going or he'll be sending someone down to fetch us."
She turned toward the door, standing in the threshold to keep it open for Crystal out of courtesy. "Oh, and Brax is coming here to meet us, by the way. Maybe he can help you control your new 'gifts'. You should talk to him when he gets here."
She and Crystal headed up to the bridge.
Karda was waiting for them, and gave Jasra and Crystal a look that said they were very nearly late.
"We're just approaching the Almanac," he said to them, pointing out the window of the bridge to a small Republic transport ship in the distance. "As soon as we dock, Tylor's team of marines will secure the vessel. There could be salvagers or pirates aboard her by now. Our job is to look for clues--personal logs, nav charts, anything that might have been missed to let us know where to start searching for Bastila."
Jasra nodded. "Understood," she said to Karda. Then she looked at Tylor. "Erm...there is another ship that will be arriving here soon. It won't be like anything you've ever seen before, but if it's been piloted by someone named Brax, it's friendly. Please instruct the crew not to fire at it, okay?"
05-21-2006, 01:37 PM
Just an FYI that I've edited my post a bit and am waiting for someone else to post something.
05-21-2006, 02:59 PM
"How do I know he's not an emeny? Is he a menber of your jedi order?" Tylor asked looking at Brax
(sorry for the short post)
05-21-2006, 03:42 PM
((OOC: Brax isn't there yet, Steven. Jasra's just warning Tylor about him before he shows up.))
"Brax, a Jedi? Erm...not exactly." Jasra quickly glanced at Karda uncomfortably, then turned back to Tylor. "He's a... erm... well, he's a Force user, but he's not a Jedi."
Karda snorted. "I'll say," he muttered.
"But he's not a Sith, either," Jasra said quickly. "Contrary to certain other people's opinions," she added, glaring at Karda. "He's a friend. Well, my friend." Jasra felt herself blushing, and she turned slightly away from Tylor. "Just let your crew know not to shoot at him and to notify me when he arrives."
"Not that it will matter if you notify her," Karda commented to Tylor. "She'll know the second Brax arrives," Karda said icily. "Won't you?"
Jasra's jaw set at Karda's remark. "Brax's ship's called Ssss, Tylor. Just instruct your crew not to fire upon it."
05-21-2006, 04:33 PM
((I ment Karda))
"Okay. Your the bosses." Tylor then walked over to his consel, press a butten and spoke into the microphone "Attention Gunners. We are expecting an ally ship to be heading in our location. Please wait for conferation from the bridge before opening fire apon any ships heading in the location."
Tylor then stepped back and turned to the jedi "Okay, now what?"
05-21-2006, 05:44 PM
"Whenever you're ready, take your security team and board the Almanac," Karda said to Tylor. "If you find anyone aboard, I'd like them alive, if possible, just in case they may know something about the disappearance of the crew. But, why am I telling you this?" He grinned. "Captain Ford said that you were handpicked for this mission. I'm sure you know what to do. While you're securing the ship, my team will head to the Almanac's bridge and start looking for any clues on Bastila's whereabouts."
05-22-2006, 09:53 AM
After a quick interrogation, Rose and her companion were taken to the communications terminal on the third level, where the soldier opened a channel to the Dreadless.
"She's all yours," he said, stepping back so that the Doctor could speak.
"Thank you," said the DOctor, nodding. "This is the Doctor. I wish to speak with Karda Jal-Ordo or Jasra Lantill. Or Crystal Grey, if she happens to be there."
05-22-2006, 01:44 PM
"Mr.Tylor!" said the comm officer. Tylor walked over to him and the office informed Tylor of the call.
"This is the Doctor. I wish to speak with Karda Jal-Ordo or Jasra Lantill. Or Crystal Grey, if she happens to be there."
"All three are here." Tylor replied and told the comm officer to put the loud speaker. Tylor then threw Karda the microphone and said "It's for you. Some guy calling himself the Doctor."
05-22-2006, 03:49 PM
Karda and Jasra both raised eyebrows, then exchanged looks with each other and Crystal. “That doesn’t sound like our ‘Doctor,’” Jasra said. “At least, not how I remember he sounded.”
“Maybe… maybe he ‘changed’ again,” said Karda. “Regeneration, I believe he called it. He did that after Brax….” Karda paused, and his expression became a bit smug. “After Brax fatally stabbed him on the Ebon Hawk. Or didn’t you know that?”
Jasra frowned. “No. I didn’t know that. But he must have had a good reason,” she added in Brax’s defense. "He wouldn't kill without a good reason."
"Denial and self-justfication. See? You're obsessed with him," Karda whispered to her in her ear, then he snorted with disdain, and went to the microphone. “Doctor? This is Jedi Knight Karda Jal-Ordo,” he said into it. “I would say it’s nice to hear your voice again, but….” He sighed. “Anyway, we heard that we might find you on Naboo. We could really use your help in the matter of a missing Jedi. Would you, erm, care to assist us?”
Jasra rolled her eyes. “’Would you care to assist us?’ What kind of lame request is that?! Just tell him that you suspect something is messed up in time and that he needs to fix it!” she hissed, just loud enough for the microphone to pick up her voice in the background.
Karda stared at her. “There is no passion, there is serenity," he quoted to her. "Meaning patience, Padawan. Remember, I’m in charge here, not you.” He cleared his throat and spoke into the mic again. “Doctor? What do you say? Are you able to render assistance in the matter? The Jedi Order would be most appreciative if you could.”
05-22-2006, 04:37 PM
"It's seems you have very little trust in our marines, Jedi. And who are these people? First you got someone with a ship called the Ssss, and now some Doctor and some Rose. Anyone else joining?"
05-22-2006, 05:08 PM
"There may be a few other Jedi joining us," Jasra volunteered to Tylor. "We need all the help we... can...." She slowed as she noticed Karda's stern look. "...get." She gave Karda a hopeful grin. "Right?"
Karda didn't reply to her. Instead, he turned to Tylor. "Tylor, I have every confidence in your marines when it comes to defence," he said. "In fact, I would speculate that they probably have more experience than a lot of us when it comes to routing out salvagers or pirates. But what could use is some extra pairs of eyes when it comes to looking for clues, and a few more brains in deciphering anything we find. The Doctor has some...unique expertise in deciphering hidden clues, and we could use his help. Brax, on the other hand," he said, looking at Jasra, "is only been called here to help Padawan Lantill with... a minor 'medical' problem. And once that is solved, he'll be on his way."
"He will not," Jasra muttered.
"He's only coming because of you," Karda said to her. "Once we've fixed your 'problem', then I'm sure he'll be on his way. He'll have no desire to help find a missing Jedi."
"He will stay if I stay," Jasra said. She reached out telepathically to Karda. "Our bond is deeper than you think."
"There may be a few other Jedi that may help us on this mission," Karda said to Tylor. "But rest assured, they will not interfere with your marines. I have every confidence in you, and your troops, to secure the Almanac." He looked out the window. It looked like they were getting close. "Are we close enough to dock with it now?"
05-22-2006, 05:51 PM
The Doctor looked back at the soldier for a moment, then turned back to the comm. "Send me your exact co-ordinates, and I'll arrive as soon as I can."
05-22-2006, 06:08 PM
Hearing the Doctor's response, Karda nodded. "I'm sending them to you now, Doctor," he said into the mic. Karda turned to their pilot. "Tylor? Please send the Doctor our exact co-ordinates. And I mean exact. The Doctor travels by rather...unconventional means. Any errors could be... well..."
"Bad," Jasra finished for him. Karda cleared his throat, clearly a sign that Jasra had again overstepped her boundaries. She bit her lip, then sidled over next to Crystal, putting her in between Karda and herself.
"And send a rough layout of the ship to the Doctor, too," Karda said to Tylor. "I know it's a strange request, but, believe me, it will be for the best." Karda didn't want the Doctor's TARDIS materialising in a bulkhead or someone's private quarters if he could help it.
05-22-2006, 06:32 PM
Receiving the coordinates, the Doctor commited them to memory, and deactivated the comm panel. He turned to the soldier. "Well, so sorry, but we must be off."
"Wait a min-"
A screeching sound filled the air, and the TARDIS materialised beside the Doctor, he and Rose stepped inside, and the soldier raised his blaster.
"Get back here!" he said. The screeching sound began again, and he opened fire at the blue box. The shots bounced off harmlessly, and the TARDIS dissapeared into nothingness.
05-23-2006, 11:02 AM
"It's hard to get our exact cordinants while we're moving. Put that'll screen on that consel over there should tell you. It's best to waiting untill we docked. But I should really get going now. My help isn't really needed in the bridge anywasy."
((IS there anything special you guys want me to bump into while my guy's on the Almanac))
05-23-2006, 03:41 PM
((Steven, I've PM'd you about your question. Have fun with it!))
"Right," Karda said to Tylor. "Just let us know when you've secured the Almanac enough for us to board it." He nodded to Tylor, as the pilot left the bridge to assemble his team of Marines.
Karda turned to Jasra. "In the meantime, perhaps you should man the sensors, Jasra. Keep a lookout for any approaching ships. Or the Doctor's TARDIS," he added.
Jasra raised an eyebrow, surprised that Karda was allowing her to keep an eye out for Brax until it was time for them to board the Almanac. "Will do," she said, moving to the sensor station. "And, thanks," she added softly.
Karda merely nodded. "Crystal? I'd appreciate it if you would stay close to us when we investigate the Almanac. I know you can take care of yourself, but the Council did appoint you as an 'advisor', not a front-line officer. That means, no 'heroics' and going out on your own, if you please."
Jasra stifled a laugh, knowing full well that if Crystal wanted to do something on her own, no amount of words from Karda was going to stop her.
05-23-2006, 04:21 PM
The Doctor leaned against the navigation console as the TARDIS shook slightly.
"Doctor, I've got a... light."
"What?" he asked, confused.
"A blinking red light. Right in front of me."
Moving towards the console she stood at, he glanced at the controls quickly.
"The temporal shielding is down. Not much of a problem, considering we're not leaving this time frame. I'll have to fix it before we leave - don't want to jump back to find that we don't exist, now do we?"
Pulling a lever on the next console, the TARDIS began to shake more, abruptly coming to a halt as the engines died down.
Mmoving to the door, he held it open for her, then stepped through it himself. Smiling at the dumbstruck look on the faces of the solderis, he rubbed his hands together excitedly and beamed at them. "Hello there," he said happily, addressing the whole of the bridge.
05-23-2006, 04:34 PM
Karda raised an eyebrow. Jasra tried to suppress a giggle. The Doctor's blue police box TARDIS was smack in the middle of the bridge.
"Nice parking job," Jasra said cheerfully to the Doctor. And under her breath she said to Karda, "Guess the co-ordinates you sent were accurate. At least he didn't land in the refresher. Or on your foot."
Karda gave her a reproachful look, then turned to the unfamiliar man standing in front of the large blue box. "Doctor?" he said, holding out his hand with some trepidation. "I'm Karda Jal-Ordo. You're...different than I remember."
"He's cuter than I remember," said Jasra, trying desperately to supress the grin on her face. In fact, he looked a lot younger than she would have imagined he would have looked. Strange, but at the same time, refreshing. "Erm... you do remember us, don't you?" she asked the Doctor.
05-23-2006, 04:39 PM
"Of course, of course," said the Doctor, shaking Karda's hand. "Though I don't know why - I shouldn't have. But no matter. This is my companion, Rose Tyler. Rose, this is Karda, a Jedi Knight. I have tod you about the Jedi, have I not?"
"Not exactly," said Rose.
"Ah... well then, there'll be time for that later. Right now, we need to get down to business."
05-23-2006, 05:43 PM
“Right,” said Karda. “What we need your help on is finding a missing Jedi. Bastila Shan. She was travelling aboard that ship,” he pointed to the Almanac through the bridge’s window. “The Almanac, along with some prospective padawans. And they’ve just disappeared without a…”
“Wait just a minute,” Jasra interrupted. “That’s not the reason why I wanted the Doctor to come here.”
Karda gave Jasra a look of surprise. “That’s our mission, Jasra. To find out what happened to Bastila and the inititates. The Doctor has additional resources that may help us find them.”
“So? That’s your mission,” she said. “Not his. What about our little ‘time’ problem. Things aren’t exactly like they were before….” She paused, and looked at the Doctor. “You sent us back...wrong. Things happened that didn’t happen before. History has changed.” She looked down at her Jedi clothing. “A lot.” Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed Rose. "And what happened to your companions Nyssa and Tegan?" Jasra asked. "Did you change their history, too, and replace them with...Blondie?"
Ssss came out of hyperspace smoothly, still cloacked her surveyed the area, two ships. One looking rather dead, the other attached and likely boarding it. He frowned though something wasn't right, and then he saw what. A third ship, it was hiding and only his angle revealed it, attached tot he hull of the dead ship.
Jasra, there's another ship on the one you guys are boarding, stuck up on the underside of the hull, and using minor cloacking tech to apear to just be part of the hull. He smiled, feeling her so close. And you feel really good, can you get me clearance to dock? or board if they don't have fighter bays ... something I want to see you.
He came in closer, weapons readying if they needed him to take care of the other ship.
(And just so everybody is clear, nobody but Jasra knows brax has arrived, the ship DOES NOT sense him.)
05-24-2006, 02:30 PM
Jasra started to say something else, but suddenly, hearing Brax's voice run smoothly through her thoughts, she paused. Then, slowly, a smile crossed her lips. Brax. The very thought of him made her breath quicken with anticipation.
“Forgive, Jasra’s abruptness, Doctor,” Karda apologised to both Rose and the Doctor. “She hasn’t quite been herself…. Wait. Let me rephrase that. She’s been exactly herself. Her old self, if you know what I mean. Not what she is supposed to be in this time. Crystal and I seem to remember events that happened in the past, but she doesn’t. Whether that’s intentional or not, I’m not entirely sure.”
While Karda spoke to the Doctor, Jasra turned away from them, seemingly to examine the scanning console. Her back turned to them, she lightly closed her eyes to strengthen her connection with Brax.
”Brax...it’s good to feel you so close, too. Forget the other ship for now. We have Marines boarding. Let them take care of it. Right now, the only thing important to me is seeing you. Healing you.”
Her connection with Brax now strong enough for her to multitask without destroying it, she opened her eyes. A few taps on the console and she was able to bypass security and bring up the hanger controls. ”I’m opening up the port hanger bay doors,” she told him through their link. “You can bring the ‘Ssss’ in there. Keep it cloaked for now though. There are some aboard who don’t anticipate your arrival in the same way I do.”
"Jasra? Is something wrong?” Karda’s suspicious tone caught her attention. “Is there something out there?" he asked, peering over her shoulder at the scanners then looking out through the window.
Jasra glanced down at the console. "The scanners haven’t detected anything," she said, knowing full well that if she lied, Karda would know it. And if Karda suspected that Brax had arrived, she knew he would do his best to prevent her from seeing him. And she wasn't about to let that happen. “Why do you ask?”
"Because I can sense that your pulse is quickening," Karda observed. "And, you’re looking a bit…flushed.”
"Must just be my non-Jedi feelings getting the better of me again," she replied. "You know how undisciplined I am. The anticipation of a boarding mission is just a bit more than I can handle. Perhaps, I’m in need of some ‘guided meditation’ before we board,” she suggested, although with a hint of sarcasm.
”Brax?” she said through her telepathic connection. “I’m going to board the ship with Karda, Crystal, and quite possibly, The Doctor and his new blonde friend in a few minutes time. Can you slip through the ‘Dreadless’ undetected and meet me on the ‘Almanac’? It’s the only sure way I’ll be able to see you without interference from the others."
Karda stared at her for a moment, then said, "I don’t think that’s necessary. Just try to set aside those thoughts and keep your focus on the task at hand.” He turned to the Doctor. “When we get back from the Almanac, Doctor, perhaps you can help me in the med lab to determine a method of reducing the effect of pheromones on a person who is overtly sensitive to them."
Jasra let out a soft dismissive snort. “I told you, Karda, there’s nothing wrong with me.”
“We’ll discuss that when we get back,” Karda said abruptly. “Doctor, we’re just waiting on the word from our pilot Tylor and his marines that it’s alright to board the Almanac to investigate and look for clues to the crew’s sudden and mysterious disappearance. You and Rose can come along if you like. With a squad of marines, two and,” he glanced quickly at Crystal, “a half Jedi, I think you’ll be safe enough.”
05-24-2006, 02:57 PM
There was the sound of the Dreadless docking with the Almanac.
In airlock, a group of marines, along with Tylor, were waiting for the green light and the airlock door to open. When the green light appeared the airlock doors slided up.
The marines pointed their guns out in front of them and left the Dreadless and entered the Almanac, two at a time. After all marines in the group had entered, Tylor spoke into his comlink "Group A has successfully entered the Almanac. First room clear, no lights and no tests have been take but i think Life support systems are on."
"How can you be so sure? We're all wearing state of the art republic combat suits that keep us alive when there no life support systems on.." Stated one of the marines.
"Simple. There's a wamp rat in the vent" replied Tylor pointed to vent, there was a chunk of it missing. Though the missing peace a hairy and filth rat could be seen. Tylor walked over to it and smashed the vent -along with the rat- with the end of his gun. He shone his gun's flashlight down the vent and spoked into the com "We're going to need someone small to fit through the air vent. If my memory serves me correct this one leads to a room on the same level as the bridge."
05-24-2006, 04:04 PM
"Alright, I think we'll tag along, then," he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Tell me," he said, suddenly serious. "How much do you remember of the other time line? How clear are those memories?"
05-24-2006, 04:46 PM
After Tylors group had cleared the room and the wall way, they split up. One group went up the hallway, the other group went down the hallway. Tylor went with the group going up. It wasn't really longer, just a few steps, turn a corner and there was the door.
"It's locked, and damaged. I dought we'll be able to hack this thing open." Reported one of the marines.
"It's the same this side" said one of the marines from the othergroup via com-link.
"I think the ventilation system is the only way we can get around the ship. Tylore, if you took off the marine suit, I reckon you'd be able to fit through." pointed out a marine.
"Okay. Give me a hand getting out of this suit. I'm glad I decided to wear my clothes on under this."
05-24-2006, 04:58 PM
Karda gave the Doctor a curious look. "You know, it's strange. At first, I could remember everything quite clearly in the other time line, and events in this one seemed to be almost like... like remembering the events in a story someone told me. But now, it's gradually becoming the other way around." He paused. "Is that 'normal', Doctor? I mean, you're the expert on time related anomalies. Is that how it's supposed to be?"
05-24-2006, 06:48 PM
"Get word back to us right away if and when you find the Ebon Hawk or the foreigner."
"Of course, sir."
Kira looked up, her eyes moving from Revan to Atton as the message finished. She turned to the soldier next to them.
"That's all there is?"
"That's it, ma'am."
With a quick salute, the soldier turned and returned to his post, leaving them alone.
"So he's looking for the other Timelord..." Kira murmured. Given the descriptions Karda had told the security captain, she had deduced that it could be no one else.
"He's also looking for us..." Atton added. "It sounded pretty urgent. Maybe something's wrong?"
05-25-2006, 12:49 AM
"I remember it all," Crystal interrupted quietly. "From the time Togo hired me fresh off Dantooine to the time the timeline was restored. All of it." She frowned. "And yet I also remember what happened in this timeline. My argument with Karda that caused me to go to Coruscant and become a..." She trailed off abruptly as if she hadn't meant to be talking in the first place. Shaking her head slowly, she sighed.
"But it's sorta like Karda was describing," she went on. "The memories were so clear at first. But they're fading slightly... not so much as his seem to be. But I'm not the Crystal Gray that ran from the Enclave after stealing a Jedi ship. I'm like her... but not quite like her." She sighed.
"Why does time have to be so twisted?" she complained. "I-I mean... I don't mean to say I regret what's happened... I-I-I just..." Frowning, she put a hand to her head. "It's just so... confusing."
05-27-2006, 10:02 AM
"The memories of the former timeline will eventually fade into a state similar to that of a vivid dream. Parts will no longer make sense, and certain memories will disappear altogether: names such as Thanatos, Nyssa, Tegan...
"For some reason, there are still ripples in the timeline. Perhaps the damage is more extensive than I first anticipated..."
"I say we forget about Naboo," said Revan. "Let's find Karda. He may need our help."
05-27-2006, 10:43 AM
"Our friend the Doctor won't be too happy about it..." Atton murmured.
05-27-2006, 10:45 AM
"well, we'll worry about him later," said Revan, pulling up the navigation chart. "If he wants to stay here on Naboo, he can stay on his own. He doesn't need us to protect him."
05-27-2006, 10:51 AM
"Got the codes?" Kira asked, and when Revan nodded, she turned with a small smile. "Then off we go."
Karda, Jasra, and Crystal...the gang is back in town.
06-02-2006, 02:16 PM
Tylor used the vent system to make his way to the room outside the bridge. Like the airlock and the corridor outside, the room was pitch black. He was armed with a commando pistol, a few grenade and a torch. He held out the blaster with one hand, and torch above it with the other hand. He searched the room, he appeared to be in an armoury however all the lockers were emtpy, Tylor assumed that was the work of savangers.
Tylor was then ready to move in to the bridge but he then heard voice coming from the next room. The voices weren't loud enough for Tylor to hear but he had an idea. He activated his com and spoke to the Dreadless' bridge.
"Hey Jedi, I took a short cut to the bridge, it appears there was several people talking, I'm going to slide my backup com into the bridge, listen to what they're saying and then tell me when you'd like my to go in!"
Tylor then pulled out a com from his shoe and slided it through a small gap in the door. He then waiting for comfirmation from the Jedi.
06-03-2006, 09:23 AM
”Perhaps the damage is more extensive than I realised…” said the Doctor.
“That’s what I’ve been saying all along,” Jasra said to the Doctor. “Something isn’t….” She paused, and frowned as she adjusted the comlink in her ear.
"Hey Jedi, I took a short cut to the bridge, it appears there was several people talking, I'm going to slide my backup com into the bridge, listen to what they're saying and then tell me when you'd like me to go in!"
“Tylor’s found something,” Jasra said to Karda. “Actually, someone. Well, multiple someones. He’s sending us a feed from the Almanac.”
Her fingers tapped some buttons, and the sound feed from Tylor’s well-placed portable com link came over the general speakers.
“…omething as useless as that,” said an unfamiliar voice. “We need valuable things. Juppa’s not going to want a load of junk!”
“This isn’t junk!” said another, albeit a more stupid sounding voice.
“No, but the relays in that are worth more than the device. Take them out. Leave the rest. We don’t have time to be…. And what are you doing on board anyway? I thought you were supposed to be mannin’ the scanners?”
“I didn’t want to be left on board all by myself. Don’t get no share of the loot if I don’t help find it. You said ….”
“I know what I said! And I said for you to stay on board! What if another salvager comes here, eh? You want them to get our find? You want Juppa to tan our hides when we don’t bring nothin’ back? No! So, get over there and monitor what’s happening out there!” A sigh. “I’m surrounded by kriffin’ idiots! And you! Where’s that detonator? After we’re done here, we’re supposed to blow this wreck, remember?”
Jasra grinned as she looked up at Karda. “What do you think? Should I tell him to go in?”
Karda nodded. “Just remind him that he should try not to kill anyone. They may know what happened to the crew.”
“Tylor? Karda says to go in when you like. Sounds like you’ve got some salvagers on board. Don’t know how many there are, but I can hear three of them. They’ve got plans to blow up the ship when they’re done scrounging so watch out for explosives. Oh, and Karda wants them alive. If possible,” she added.
06-03-2006, 10:48 AM
((Hey Jas, I have an idea... can we talk on MSN? If not, it can wait until tonight - I won't be home until this evening.))
The Doctor stepped up to the consoles, gently pushing aside the office manning the controls.
"Excuse me a moment," he said kindly, as he began working. He pulled up a schematic of the Almanac and examined it closely. "Type three Jedi starfighter... minimal armaments... no independant hyperdrive unit... Tell me, did you find the hyperdrive assemblage nearby?"
The officer shook his head. "No. There was no sign of it."
"Hmm..." he muttered thoughtfully. "Something's not right..."
He tinkered with the sensors for a moment. The view screen flickered on, and a three dimensional diagram of the area of space they were in appeared. The Almanac was represented by a small green trianlg. The Dreadless a blue one. A yellow line formed behind the blue triangle. A second line formed behind the Almanac, and nother one, unmarked, led to a point a few meters starboard of the Almanac. "These are the engine signatures of three ships - the Dreadless, the Almanac, and the ship belonging to the salvagers."
He tapped another few buttons. The officer looked over his shoulder. "Uhm..." he said suddenly, moving to stop the Doctor. "That algorythm is extremely unstable. You could disrupt the ship's-"
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing," said the Doctor, continuing his work. He completed the calculations, and a red line appeared on the screen, originating off of the screen, intersecting the Almanac, and moving off in another direction.
"This is the engine signature of another vessel. They were attempting to mask their ion trail, but a simple refractive algorythm exposed it."
((Wow... that's a lame post I just made... sorry guys...))
06-04-2006, 09:37 PM
"Kira, you can't do this!"
The saber in her hand ignited, its light giving the room a cold blue hue. The color splashed off the dark walls, and illuminated the figure before her. It was Mical.
"This isn't you Kira, listen to me!" he pleaded. She laughed.
Her voice was deeper, sarcastic, and chilling even to her. "Ah, but it is me."
The lightsaber in her hand whipped up of its own accord, and slashed Mical across the stomach. With a surprised 'argh!!', he fell to the ground. A quick, harsh kick to the temple quickly silenced him.
"Kira! What have you done??"
She whipped around to the door, and could feel her lips turn up in a wicked smile. It was the Doctor.
"Nothing that should worry you, old man. You are a Time Lord, are you not? Then you should have seen this coming."
Again, her hand moved of its own will, and her saber was sent sailing into the chest of the Doctor...
06-04-2006, 10:38 PM
Revan sat in the copilot's seat in silence, now alone with Atton, Kira having left to lie down.
"How long until we reach the coordinates?" he asked.
"Five minutes less than the last time you asked," snapped Atton, his arms folded across his chest, leaning back in his chair. "I thought Jedi were supposed to be patient?"
"I thought soldiers were supposed to follow orders, and look how that turned out for me," he retorted.
"Insults from a Jedi? Not something you hear every day."
Revan was about to respond, when he felt a tremor building in his mind. It was Kira. He stood, and walked out of the room without another word to Atton.
"Guess I struck a nerve..." muttered Atton, staring out the window again.
06-04-2006, 11:12 PM
What's going on? Kira thought to herself, though a harsh laugh escaped her lips as the Doctor crumpled to the ground, a red stain forming on his shirt. She quickly called the saber back to her hand, stepping over the carcass.
This is the tomb of Exar Kun! she realized as she stepped out into the cool stone hallway. But why would I...
"Kira." she looked up to see Crystal, saber drawn, blocking her path. "Put the saber down. Now."
06-05-2006, 07:13 PM
Revan entered the dormitory to find Kira in the far bed. She wasn't moving, but the waves of sorrow she was generating were far worse than if she had been writhing on the floor.
He moved to the side of her bed, kneeling down so his head was level with hers. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Kira?" he whispered. "Kira, wake up."
06-05-2006, 07:44 PM
((OOC: Yay...another sucky post from ForceFight...party...:xp: ))
"Fool. Should've attacked me when you had the chance." her hand moved, and Crystal was on the floor as well, blood pooling near her chest. With a satisfied grin, she looked over into the pool...and saw her reflection. Her eyes were gold, and her canine teeth were enlarged, giving her the appearance of a demon.
"Kira? Kira, wake up."
And she was back in the Ebon Hawk. As her eyes shot open, her breath came in short gasps, and she sat up, her eyes wild. She felt the warm hand on her shoulder, and closed her eyes again, leaning back on her elbow as she fought to steady herself.
"Revan..." the name came out in near-silent whisper.
06-05-2006, 07:50 PM
"It's alright, I'm here," he said calmly. "You're safe."
He took her hand in his. "What's wrong? What happened?"
06-05-2006, 08:08 PM
Warmth seeped through Kira as Revan slid his hand into hers.
"These dreams...I can hardly go to sleep without seeing them..." And damn it if they'll ever be gone...
"What happened...'before' never really did happen, right?" she asked him, "The whole mess with the Shards? It wasn't real, right?"
06-05-2006, 08:11 PM
"I... I don't know. You'd... probably have to talk to the Doctor about that." He saw the look on her face, and changed tacts immediately. "But Kira... even if they did happen... from what I understand - not being there at the time - you weren't in control of your actions. You didn't know what you were doing."
06-05-2006, 08:16 PM
The Exile shook her head, standing and pulling away from him as she crossed the dorm.
"I could see everything...I was concious of what I was doing the entire time..." she ran her hand through her hair, her voice dropping once again to a whisper, "It was like a living hell."
06-05-2006, 08:33 PM
He moved up behind her, massaging her shoulders. "You weren't in control. It was those bloody Shards. I refuse to believe that you were in control of your actions."
She pulled away from him, not saying a word. "Kira... don't do this. Don't dwell on what happened. It wasn't your fault."
06-05-2006, 08:36 PM
Kira leaned against the wall, her head resting against the cool metal of the bulk head.
"Still...the memories are there. Regardless of whether or not 'I was responsible', I commited those crimes. I fought the others...I nearly killed..." she blinked hard, refusing to go on with her sentence.
06-05-2006, 08:41 PM
"No, Kira. That wasn't you. It was Darth... what did the Doctor call you? Darth Kourkon? It wasn't you! Please, don't do this to yourself!"
She didn't respond. He walked up to her and took her in his arms. "Please... I can't lose you to this."
06-05-2006, 08:46 PM
Kira reached up, and put a hand over his. With a sigh, she leaned back against his chest.
"I've withstood worse before..." she whispered, "I'll get over this...it'll just take some time, that's all."
Of course, the experience had left its lasting marks on her already...but, like so many others, the scars will eventually fade...
Atton watched the proceedings from just beyond the door, his eyes narrowed at the man who was holding the Exile.
Why in the name of hell did he have to show up?? he thought to himself, fighting to control his anger. Everything was going fine, then some fag with a lightsaber shows up, tries to pick up where he left off some 10 years ago, and everything goes to hell!
06-05-2006, 09:24 PM
"Kira... let us help you. Talk to the Doctor. He knows more about this than we ever could."
06-05-2006, 09:30 PM
"Perhaps..." the Exile murmured, and turned in his arms so that she now faced him. Her hands splayed across his chest as she looked up at him, their eyes meeting.
Revan was power. Looking into his eyes was like looking into the heart of the Force.
She nestled her head beneath his chin, content to just stand there in his arms.
"Just give me a moment." she whispered.
Atton's eyes narrowed further as he watched Kira return Revan's embrace.
I've seen enough of this. he thought, turned on his heel, and returned to the cockpit.
06-05-2006, 10:19 PM
The Doctor stood in the TARDIS, his gloved hands gliding across the controls. There was a sharp rapping on the door. He snapped his fingers, and the door snapped open. Atton stepped in, closing the door behind him. "We need to talk."
The Doctor smiled darkly. "I wondered how long it would take you to speak to me," he said.
Atton stepped up beside him. "It's about-"
"Revan and Kira," finished the Doctor. "Yes, I imagined as much."
Atton stared at the floor for a moment. "Why did he have to come back?"
"Life is suffering, Atton," he said. "If sympathy is what you're looking for, you'll have to find it somewhere else. I have little tolerance for fools - and only a fool would let the woman he loves be swept out from under him."
"I don't need your sympathy," hissed Atton.
"Then why are you here?"
"I..." he stammered. "I... I need your help."
"I cannot help you," he said, looking up at him. "You must help yourself."
"How? I love her, Doc. I need her. But as long as Revan's in the way, I can't..."
"You can't what?"
"I can't take this anymore, Doc..." he said, turning to the wall and leaning against it, his eyes closed. "I can't... I can't see her with him anymore, it's... it's too much."
"Then perhaps you should do what you do best... and run away."
Atton glared at him. "I won't run. Not this time. I can't abandon Kira."
"Why? She has turned against you, Atton! She knows you love her! But she doesn't care!"
"Enough," he said, lifting a hand. "You know what you must do. Whether you do it or not is entirely up to you."
Stepping back into the cockpit, Revan sat in the now vacant pilot's seat. He double checked their course, and leaned back in the chair, his hands behind his head.
He spun aorund to see Atton in the door. "You're in my chair."
Rolling his eyes, Revan stood and moved to the co-pilot seat, making sure to smack his shoulder into Atton's on his way past. "We'll arrive at the Dreadless in about an hour," he said.
"Understood," said Atton coldly, sitting in the pilot seat. "Now why don't you go scrub the coolant tanks or something?"
Gritting his teeth, Revan remained silent.
06-06-2006, 06:18 PM
"What? Oh, don't tell me that you decided now was a good time to fall back on that Jedi bull." Atton prodded.
- - - - - -
Sweeping her hair back behind her shoulder in a tired motion, Kira moved to the Hawk's galley, pouring herself a cup of caffa.
Nestling the steaming cup between her hands, she sipped it carefully, sighing as the scalding liquid passed across her tongue. When was she going to get five seconds to breathe? The Force seemed intent on having her run every moment of her life...
She looked over her shoulder as she heard steps on the metal floor, the Doctor coming into view.
"Oh...first time I've seen you out of the TARDIS, Doctor."
06-06-2006, 06:31 PM
"Indeed," he responded. "I've been... working."
She arched an eyebrow and smiled slightly. "I see."
He glared at her. "You don't understand. The Time Line is still in chaos. There's something wrong."
06-06-2006, 06:34 PM
She looked away from him, taking another light sip of the caffa as she distracted herself from his cold glare by watching a light on a console blink on and off.
"I figured as much...after all there is another Time Lord here..."
After a moment, she turned back to him.
"Doctor...I've been having some dreams...almost like memories of what had happened...before...with the Shards. I thought that once we were sent back, those events would never have happened. At least not in this Time Line."
06-06-2006, 06:37 PM
"They didn't," said the Doctor simply. "Those events are part of a timeline not canonized in the vortex. They are nothing more than 'what if' events - no more than potential occurrences."
06-06-2006, 06:58 PM
"Then why do they feel so real?" she whispered, taking another sip of caffa as she watched the light again.
06-06-2006, 07:06 PM
"Because you experienced them. But you did not part-take in them."
She continued to stare out the window.
"Think of what happened as if it were a dream: you experienced the events; you witnessed them; you even saw yourself commiting them. But they were not real."
06-06-2006, 07:19 PM
"It's still so strange..." she said, her voice still quiet, "To think that I could ever do something like that...it scares me."
06-06-2006, 11:26 PM
“Tylor? Karda says to go in when you like,” Jasra said over the com to Tylor and his team on the Almanac. “Sounds like you’ve got some salvagers on board. Don’t know how many there are, but we can hear three of them where you are. They’ve got plans to blow up the ship when they’re done scrounging so watch out for explosives. Oh, and Karda wants you to take them alive. If possible,” she added, herself not particularly caring whether he did not.
As the Doctor moved over to the console and began to show Karda the ion trails left by the ships that had intersected with the Almanac, Jasra’s mind began to wander to thoughts of Brax. She could feel his presence drawing closer to her, and she hoped that he wouldn’t have any problems landing the cloaked Ssss on the Dreadless. And, more importantly, she hoped that none of the crew would notice an invisible ship landing in the docking bay she had opened for him, chalking it up to a simple malfunction or mistake.
“Huh?” She turned, suddenly aware that Karda had been trying to get her attention. “Sorry, what were you saying?”
Karda frowned at her lack of concentration. “Focus on the task at hand, Jasra,” he chastised her. “I was asking if you could scan the Almanac again. The Doctor has pointed out that there’s no ion trail for the salvager’s ship leaving the Almanac. That means, it’s still there somewhere.”
“Oh,” said Jasra, straightening her tunic. “Right.” She knew there was a ship latched on to the Almanac. Brax had told her as much already. But she couldn’t tell Karda that, so she scanned the Almanac again. “Yes. There’s an anomaly that could be a cloaked ship attached to the other side of the Almanac.” She put the information up on the main viewing screen. “Just there.”
Karda nodded. “Tylor?” he said into his com link. “We’re coming aboard to assist you. It appears that whoever is on board came from a ship that is still docked with the Almanac. If you can, secure whatever persons you find on board now, but make sure that other ship doesn’t leave. I want to see its nav logs. Karda out.”
Karda turned to the Doctor, Rose, Crystal, and, lastly Jasra. “Well? Shall we go and join Mr. Tylor and have a look around?”
Jasra nodded, and as Karda turned to leave, she couldn’t help but grin.
”Brax?” she called to him through their link. “We’re boarding the Almanac now. Make your way there and find me on board. But keep yourself cloaked. I don’t want Karda to interfere. Please, hurry, love. I’m so anxious to see you!”
She shivered with anticipation and desire. Pheromone addiction or not, she desperately wanted to see Brax. Mentor, teacher, partner…she felt incomplete without him near her. And she could hardly wait to see him again.
06-07-2006, 11:15 AM
Tylor was standing over the unconius bodies of the savangers when he recived the call about the Jedi and the new additions where coming aboard "Great," He replied, "I now have complete access to most of the ship. However, the lights can't be turned off, it seems someone went alot of trouble to destroy everything single one. I'm going to open a way to the bridge. Unless you want to take the difficult route like mine."
06-07-2006, 02:30 PM
"Erm, thanks for the offer, but I think we'll skip the ventilation ducts and wait for you to open the way up to the bridge, Mr. Tylor," Karda said into his portable com as he stepped through the airlock and aboard the Almanac along with the rest of the group.. "Jedi are very patient."
"And tidy. Don't want to get our tunics dirty from crawling through manky vents," Jasra commented quietly under her breath, although it was loud enough for Karda to hear and he gave her a sharp look.
"Just let us know when it's alright to procede to the bridge," he continued to Tylor. "In the meantime, we'll try to make our way to the aft section where the salvager's ship is docked."
They had just reached the spot where the rest of Tylor's marines were when Karda sensed something through the Force. Walking over to a storage bin, he opened it up and looked inside.
"Oh, and Tylor? Keep a sharp eye out for explosive charges," Karda said into the com as he pulled out a small device with tiny red and yellow flashing lights. "Remember, the salvagers were planning to blow up the ship when they were through with it. I've found a charge already, hidden in a storage bin, so there could be more hidden around the ship."
He tossed the charge to Jasra. "Here. See if you can disarm that."
"Me?" Jasra said, staring at it in her hands. "Why me?"
"Because it will give you something to focus on," he said. "I have a sense that your concentration is waning, Padawan. Keep your mind on the mission," he told her. "I don't want any mistakes." Turning to the Doctor, he said, "Doctor, stay close. I have a feeling that we may need your expertise in searching for clues as to what happened to the crew." He waved his hand for the Doctor, Rose and Crystal to follow him, leaving Jasra behind with the marines and the explosive charge.
"Fine," Jasra cynically called after Karda. "I'll just stay here and play bomb disposal with the soldiers."
"When Tylor gets the passage open, you head for the bridge. See what you can find. We'll meet you there later," Karda added over his shoulder.
06-08-2006, 03:19 PM
"The ships scanner thingys are only picking up two bombs, one halfway through the passage is in the medbay and the other in the crew qauters. Stupid salvagers. Those are crap locations a for placing bombs, if they go if, well it would barely make it difficult for us to move about the ship. Think they've got something else planned?" asked Tylor through the com-link
06-08-2006, 04:54 PM
Karda frowned. "Perhaps," he replied into the com link to Tylor. "Med bay and crew quarters...," he said quietly to himself. He paused, thinking for a minute. "Tylor, I think they may have been trying to hide something, rather than destroy the ship. See if you can safely dispose of the bomb in the crew quarters. The Doctor and I will take care of the one in the med bay."
He nodded to the others, a non-verbal clue to follow him to the med bay.
06-08-2006, 05:21 PM
The Doctor stared unsympathetically at Kira. "Fear will not help you, Exile," he said. "I suggest you bury your fear and guilt. It will only make you weak."
06-08-2006, 05:24 PM
Kira smiled ruefully, looking into the dark liquid.
"I suppose you're right." she said, "It never happened...why act as through it did?"
06-08-2006, 08:08 PM
The Doctor nodded. "I believe it would be best if you buried these memories. Do not allow them to interfere. They are irrelevant."
He turned to the door. "I must return to my work. There is much to be done..."
With a flick of his cape, he was around the corner and out of sight.
06-10-2006, 05:52 PM
Jasra stared blankly at the explosive charge in her hand that Karda had given her.
“Erm…you do know how to disarm that, don’t you, little Jedi?” one of the marines asked condescendingly.
Jasra’s eyes flicked up to meet his. She grasped one of the coloured wires. “It’s the blue one, right?” she asked tentatively. The marine’s eyes grew wide and he started forward to stop her, but before he could reach her, she yanked out the wire.
“No!” said the marine, and he put his arms up in attempt to shield himself from the impending blast. But none came. As he opened his eyes, he saw Jasra grinning at him. She hadn’t pulled anything out, but had used a mind trick on him to make him think that she had. The marine scowled at her, plainly upset that he had been fooled.
She tossed the device up into the air, and then caught it again. “I think I can figure it out, soldier,” she said to the marine as she cocked an eyebrow. “But, you’d better join your commanding officer on the bridge while I do it. Just to be on the safe side,” she added. Grumbling, the marine waved his companions ahead to go and join up with Tylor.
In truth, Jasra wanted to be alone for a while so she could meet with Brax when, and if, he came aboard the Almanac.
06-13-2006, 03:45 PM
Tylor stood infront of a consel, his eyes not leaving the screen. He was looking at map of the ship. At this point was bored stiffless. He would have rather been at the bridge of the Dreadless doing some minor upgrades from his consel. However he boardem ended when he noticed something strang on the screen. "Hey Jedi's," Said Tylor through the com "Something's going on with the scalvengers ship. I just saw this... something on the ship just activated. I'm going to check it out. I've allready opened a path for me."
Marshall then picked up his torch and blaster and moved out.
06-17-2006, 07:37 AM
Real smooth move, Jasra, Crystal's teasing voice echoed in Jasra's head. Don't scare the soldiers too much, alright? I know why you want to be alone, but try not to overdo it.
Without a word, she continued to follow Karda toward the med bay.
06-18-2006, 08:17 AM
Tylor, without hearing any objection, continued to the hanger. After only a minute of leaving the bridge he was confronted by a group of hostile savangers. The group was a mixture of species: 2 trandosians, 3 rodians and a jawa. "Freeze! I'm a republic Marine!" shouted Tylor as pointed his blaster and torch at the group. The jawa screemed and ran off meanwhile the rest of the group opened fire apon Tylor. Fortuanlly he was able to roll and take cover behind a create. "This is Tylor here, I'm being pin down, not sure of my exact location expect I'm being pin down. I require assistance."
06-18-2006, 01:30 PM
((Alright guys, here's the deal. My seminars are done, but I still have two exams this week. I won't be able to post that often. I'm giving permission for Jasra to take control of the Doctor and Rose, and Kira to take control of the Doctor on the Hawk. I should be back and posting by the end of the week. I'll try to talk to you guys on MSN, but I don't have a lot of free time lately. Sorry.))
06-19-2006, 12:54 PM
(((OOC: I'm back to the Forums! Thanks for keeping Karda, Jasra.)))
Tylor's message came through on Karda's comlink.
"This is Tylor here, I'm being pinned down, not sure of my exact location except I'm being pinned down. I require assistance!"
"Interesting." Karda murmured. "Doctor, do you think that you and Crystal can take care of the bomb in the med bay? I'm going to find Tylor and see what is going on with him. I'll need to signal some Republic marines, also." He started off, then paused. "Unless you think you could do it easier."
06-21-2006, 06:54 PM
((OOC: Welcome back, Rob! We missed you! Glad you are able to take over Karda again. DF wouldn't be the same without him. ;) ))
Having just reached the bridge of the Almanac, which was in disarray from the efforts of the scavengers, Jasra heard Tylor’s message through the com link. “Crap,” she whispered. She wanted to stay here in case Brax showed up, but Tylor had sounded rather desperate for assistance.
“Well, I suppose I should go and help him,” she said reluctantly. She started toward the door, then paused. “Then again, Karda’s probably thinking the same thing.” She turned away and started to walk towards what looked like the main console so she could start scanning for any signs of where Brax’s ship was at the moment. “But…Karda did tell me to join up with Tylor….” She turned towards the door again. “Then again, Tylor’s a Republic soldier. He can take of himself, right?” She turned towards the console again.
As she fiddled with the remains of the console, she realised her desire to locate Brax was strong. Very strong. Too strong. She paused again, then grimaced. “Crap,” she groaned. Karda was right. She was obsessed with Brax for some other reason than a Force bond. She tapped her com link.
“I’m on the bridge, Tylor,” she spoke into the com link. “I’ll be there in two ticks.”
She was getting worried about Brax, but as she could still feel his presence through their bond, she knew he was alright for the moment. Giving one last look over her shoulder at the bridge console, she darted out the door and headed in Tylor’s direction, reasoning that the sooner that they took care of these scavengers, the sooner she could find Brax.
As she reached the hanger, her Force senses told her to duck. Blaster fire loomed over her head. Seeing a glimpse of Tylor’s shirt behind a crate to her right, she took cover behind one on the left, and then ignited her lightsaber. “You alright, Tylor?” she shouted to him over the sound of the blaster fire.
06-22-2006, 11:21 AM
"I've been in better poistioned. I've worked out these guys are trigger happy and I'm thinking about waiting untill they've ran out of ammo. But now your here you could alwase cheat and use on of your fancy jedi powers like that electric thingy. I've worked out if I shot the water-sprinkeler above they're heads, you can fire electric bolts and that the water and you should know the rest..." Said John, releasing he had gone on abit.
06-24-2006, 06:16 PM
Electric thingy? Jasra slowly grinned. Tylor obviously didn’t know that Force Lightning was a Dark Side power--a power that a Jedi shouldn’t know. But, as she hadn't been a true Jedi in the other time line, she knew it. And even though Karda wouldn’t like her using it, and would probably chastise her for doing so, she figured that searing the pants off these pesky scavengers was worth the risk.
“Alright,” she said to Tylor, as a mischievous grin appeared on her face. “Shoot the sprinklers.” She clenched her fingers, preparing to zap Force Lightning into the water.
06-24-2006, 07:14 PM
((Ugh. I can't do a post getting them down to the med bay right now. I'll add it in later, but for now, assume they made it there alive.))
Down in the med bay, the Doctor was examining the computer on the chief medical officer's desk. There was a paused log entry open, dated a few days ago. He activated it, and winced as the speakers let loose a scream of static. He muted the playback, rebalanced the audiographic processors, and reset the console. The recording flashed to life part way through the recording, with the occasional spark of static.
"... just lost main power. We're running on backups. And the comm is out, so we can't even... bridge! I've ordered a-"
There was a burst of static, the screen flickering for a fraction of a second as the door to the med bay blew open behind the doctor, sending shrapnel everywhere. The doctor screamed as she was pulled away from the camera by a masked figure with overly large shoulders. The figure looked at the camera for a moment. A loud snap-hiss sound cut through the screaming, and the camera was engulfed in a deep red light before falling into static.
The Doctor stared darkly where the figure had been, the looked over his shoulder. He could see where the doctor had stood in her dying breaths - and the charred open relay network of the camera that had recorded her last moments. He activated the screen again, and sped the display to time index 223.04. He froze the frame, and squinted at the masked man's left shoulder. His right shoulder - while certainly broad - was nowhere near as large. He pulled a pair of glasses from his inner jacket pocket, placed them on his nose, and leaned in closer to the screen. There was an animal on the man's shoulder.
"Is that a cat he's got wrapped around his neck?" asked Rose, coming up behind him.
"I'm not sure..." said the Doctor, tapping the console. He zoomed in on the creature, and enhanced the still image.
"It's an Ysalmir..." he muttered after a moment.
"A what?" asked Rose.
"An Ysalmir," he repeated. "They're an animal native to a planet called... Myrakus? No... Myrkr! That's it. Lovely planet, that is."
"What's it doing here then?"
"I don't know," said the Doctor, straightening up, his eyes not leaving the monitor. "I don't see what use they could possibly..."
He trailed off, his eyes widening. "No. No, I know why they're here..."
"Why?" asked Rose, after he was silent for a moment.
"Ysalmir have the unique ability to push away the Force, creating a sort of... bubble around them, in which the Force... not so much doesn't exist, but... cannot be used. The Force cannot penetrate it."
"I still don't see what use they would be..."
"They're excellent tools... if one is seeking to capture a Jedi. Particularly if one wants them alive."
06-25-2006, 05:25 AM
“Shoot the sprinklers.” Ordered Jasra. Tylor smiled and nodded. He leaned left to get a clear shot. He could tell the pirates hadn't seen him due to the fact they were still shooting at the create. Tylor switched the blaster to sniper mode* and aimed the blaster for the springelers above they're head. Tylor fired several shots and water began to spray from the spingelers onto the pirates and the area around them. "Now Jedi, do you magic."
*(like the attack on KOTOR which name I cannot remenber)
Jedi Magic? Jasra didn't have time to use any 'jedi magic' the firing stopped for a second as a strangled gugrling cry came from down the hall, then it started back up.But not aimed at Jasra and Tyler this time, they seemed to be shooting at each other.
Brax had attacked from stealth, his glowing claws ripping out the throat of one of the trandoshan's. That one screamed and the other four turned to start firing at Brax in the middle of them. His hands moved out deflcting bolt's, taking out a Rodian with one of the other's blaster bolts. His hands lifted and he ripped into a second Rodian, cutting into his face, then enck, and chest ... it fell to the ground, hands reachign to try and stem blood flow. But it would be dead in moments, he spun and claws raked across the eyes of the last rodian. Blinding him, he kept firing though, and Brax's foot lifted and broke his left knee cap with a deftly placed kick. Another turn and spin, his claws coming up into the stomach of the last one standing, a Trandoshan, he tore into his stomach and blood and remnants of the man's lunch spilled on the floor. Brax stood up, his claws powering down ... looking out at Tyler where he lay on the floor in sniping position. "Don't shoot me, I'm on your side." He said, stepping past Tyler and looking at Jasra. He didn't give her a chance to say something though.
He stepped into her arms and put his around her, his lips pressing against hers. His body pulling her close. I missed you
06-25-2006, 07:07 PM
Jasra melted into Brax’s embrace. She was so very glad to see him and hungered for his touch, but in the back of her mind, she could sense Karda nearing the hanger bay. And if he saw her and Brax together he would be less than pleased. The thought bothered her so much that she slowly, and reluctantly, pulled away from Brax.
Not here, she told Brax though their connection. Karda is near. She cleared her throat, and glanced quickly at Tylor. And I’m supposed to be a Jedi.
“Nice work,” she said aloud to Brax, eyeing the carnage he had left behind him, and then she smiled slightly, somehow feeling pleased that he had killed the remaining scavengers. “Karda won’t be pleased, but….” She shrugged.
Turning to Tylor, she said, "You’d better stay her and wait for Karda, Tylor. Meanwhile, Brax and I will have a look 'round on the scav's ship."
Tightly gripping Brax’s hand, she lead him across the hanger bay to the airlock where the scavengers had docked their ship, and after a quick glance over her shoulder, she and Brax went inside.
The air in the scavenger's ship was stale, reeking of Trandoshans and Rodians, but Jasra didn’t care. As soon as they were both safely out of Tylor’s sight, Jasra wheeled on Brax and kissed him passionately. “What took you so long?” she asked breathlessly. “I was worried about you.”
"Sorry." He said, pulling her close, returning her kiss. "I ran into a little trouble, on the lower decks." Her body felt amazing against his, he had missed her a great deal. He breatehd slowly, inhaling her scent. She could feel his heart slowing in his chest, as their pressed close togethor, he closed his eyes a moment. "We have a few before Karda gets here." He said, and pulled her farther into the ship.
A short while later they were in the cockpit, looking mildly ruffled, but a faint grin drifting along thing blue lips. Brax bent over one of the stations, tapping at a few keys with his claws. "Looks like this ship was sent here specifically to find this ship, somebody by the name of Juppa sent them," he nodded faintly to this, and tapped at a few more keys. "Having trouble finding a home port though.
06-25-2006, 07:31 PM
Still slightly flushed, Jasra gave Brax a coy grin as she slid past him to look at the ship’s log, looking for any entries made as to the fate of the crew of the Almanac or where the ship had come from. A few buttons punched and…
“Ah…Juppa is the owner of this ship, not the captain. And someone called Valclav Amek was paying him to destroy the Almanac. Stripping the ship of useful parts was obviously just a bonus.” She pushed a few more buttons. “And look here,” she said while pointing at the screen. “They were going to Myrkr once they were finished stripping the Almanac. Not a particularly notorious place for smugglers, slavers, or scavengers, but isn’t that where they have those strange creatures that use the Force?” She frowned, trying to think of the name of the animal.
"Ysalmir," he said, with a frown. "If that's where the people you are looking for are they're most likely in trouble. Only reason a force user goes to Myrkr is to get killed." He glanced over at her face, "and Karda's gonna want to go there." He glanced back at the doorway, Karda would likely be here in just a few moments. "He's gonna flip about me even being here huh?" He asked, turning back to the board. "I didn't know this would happen. You're not an Omwati, it shouldn't be possible for us to mate-bond, but we have." He turned leaning against the console, and looking at her.
"My people mate for life, we have to ... when we mate we gain a connection to that person, we form a bond that makes us unable to be apart for long. The Zedai have done research on it, using technology that the rest of our people don't have ... it's some pheromone or something like that, I never cared that much. We look forward to our bond, some just wanted to know more about it." He nodded, "And somehow the force has allowed us to bond this way, I don't think it's as strong for you. But it's there, I know that, for me ... a few months apart will kill me, a few days will make me sick. Even a few hours will make me a bit nasuesous."
He looked up, "Karda's coming, we can talk more later."
06-25-2006, 08:59 PM
"How close are we?" Kira asked as she entered the cockpit, leaning on the back of the co-pilot's chair so she could catch a glimpse of the navigation charts.
"Almost there." Atton responded, his tone hard, sending an ice-cold look to Revan, "Should be another ten or fifteen minutes."
06-25-2006, 09:06 PM
"I'm getting some strange readings from onboard the Almanac..." said Revan. "I'm reading intense gravometric disturbances, along with... I don't know what they are..."
"They're nelactic particles," said the Doctor, entering the cockpit. "They're used to create a stable wormwhole between two points. A wormwhole that traverses space. The gravometric disturbance allows the wormwhole to be bent through the time stream, allowing travel between not only two points in space, but two points in time, as well."
Revan stared at him blankly. "And that means...?"
"It means," he snapped back. "That there is another TARDIS nearby. And therefore the other Time Lord."
06-25-2006, 09:15 PM
"And what does that mean for us?" Kira asked, apprehension shinning in her eyes.
06-25-2006, 09:34 PM
"It means," he said, growing impatient. "That we will experience difficulty in achieving success in our goals, with the constant interference of this Time Meddler!"
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The darkness of the antechamber pressing in around him, Vros stepped up to the sheet of black glass at the head of the chamber. He could barely make out his reflection in the dark sheen of the glass. His white beard glistened in the dark glow of the black mirror as he knelt before it, listening intently.
"It is done, Mi'Lord. The Republic ship has been taken, it's crew killed, and the Jedi brought to us."
The chamber was silent for a moment, the only sound the faint breeze sweeiping through the cold stone chamber. After a moment, Vros spoke again.
"Of course, Mi'Lord. The Ysalmir are in position. Shan will not be able to harm Them."
He stared at the black mirror for a moment, his eyes widening slightly.
"But Mi'Lord... surely he cannot be a threat to u-"
He fell silent suddenly, and after a moment, began speaking again.
"The other would be willing to aide us?"
After another moment's silence, he smiled darkly. "As you wish, Master. It shall be done."
He bowed to the mirror and stood, turning on his heel and marching out of the chamber into the cold harsh winds of the planet's surface.
06-25-2006, 09:38 PM
"No kidding." Atton said sarcastically.
"What I meant was what is happening that would draw another Time Lord here?" Kira asked. The Doctor had never gotten on her nerves before, but now...
06-25-2006, 09:41 PM
"I don't know," snapped the Doctor, after throwing Atton a contemptous look. "There is something interfering with the normal course of time. And I would not be at all surprised if it will not fall on us - more specifically, me - to repair the damage."
06-25-2006, 09:43 PM
"But why would the Time Lord had traveled to Karda and the Almanac?" Kira wondered aloud, "Unless..."
06-25-2006, 09:51 PM
"Unless he recieved that message from Karda, and is trying to intercept the Doctor," finished Revan. "Maybe he's trying to prevent the Doctor from restoring the time line?"
06-25-2006, 09:53 PM
"But why would he do that?" Atton murmured.
"I thought the Time Lords were supposed to be protecting the Time Line." Kira said, "So, why would they try and stop someone who's trying to fix it?"
06-25-2006, 09:58 PM
"Don't ask me to fathom the mind of a delusional Time Lord," spat the Doctor. "I can only guess as to his motives."
"Maybe someone's paying him to disrupt the timeline?" suggested Revan. "Maybe someone's trying to take over the Galaxy, and-"
"It is possible," said the Doctor, cutting Revan off. "We can't know for sure, yet. I suggest we... eliminate him, before he causes more trouble than we can deal with."
06-25-2006, 10:00 PM
Kira's eyes narrowed slightly. "You seem to come to that decision quite quickly." she commented.
06-25-2006, 10:03 PM
"He is a menace," he responded. "He has been wreaking havoc for far too long. He must be eliminated."
06-25-2006, 10:05 PM
"And see how a moment ago you didn't know a thing about him." Kira answered tersely.
06-25-2006, 10:12 PM
"You assume too much, Jedi," he spat. "I have dealt with him before. I acted as his prosecution when he was put on tril for conduct unbecoming a Time Lord. I have gone head to head against him many times. And each time, he has defeated me. But no more. This is where I draw the line. Right here, right now. He must be stopped!"
06-25-2006, 10:15 PM
"But the Doctor I knew was no friend of the Time Lords." Kira said, "If I recall correctly, he was renegade. So why would you have been his persecutor? Don't you have to be on the same side as the court to have that job?"
06-25-2006, 10:16 PM
"How much do you know of my past? I have never said when I acted as prosecutor, nor when I left the Order of Rassilon. Again, you allow your Jedi arrogance to blind your common sense."
With that, he turned away from her, examining the galaxy map, and evaluating their trajectory.
06-25-2006, 10:19 PM
"Hmm." Kira murmured, looking hard at the Doctor. She touched Revan's mind.
I'm not sure about him anymore. she told him.
06-25-2006, 10:23 PM
There's something different about him, yes, responded Revan. And he's definately hiding something. But I don't see that we have any choice but to help him. He knows more about what's going on than we ever could.
06-25-2006, 10:27 PM
I know. And that's what scares me.
She looked to the Doctor. "Alright. If we come across this Time Lord, we'll help you. But first, we need to see what Karda wants."
"Hang on everyone," Atton said, "We're coming out of Hyperspace..."
A moment later, the ship lurched, and two Republic cruisers came into sight on the viewscreen.
06-25-2006, 10:34 PM
"Hail both ships," ordered Revan.
Atton threw him a dark look, then opened a channel. "This is Atton Rand, of the Ebon Hawk. Do you copy?"
06-26-2006, 10:55 AM
"This is the Dreadless, we copy you Ebon Hawk," came the reply "What can we do for you?"
Tylor unhappily walked to back to the hanger. He arrived just intime to hear the Ebon Hawk hail and the Dreadless reply. Tylor didn't do anything, he just sat on the front consel and watched the Ebon Hawk.
06-26-2006, 11:24 AM
"We're here to speak with a Jedi who has joined you. His name's Karda." Atton answered, "Requesting permission to dock."
06-26-2006, 11:33 AM
"Permission granted. We'll switch you over to Karda's comm." Came the reply from the Dreadless. Meanwhile Tylor quickly stood infront of the Almanac's communications consel and set up a channel where he could secretely listen in the the communications between The Ebon Hawk and Karda.
06-26-2006, 03:26 PM
"Your turn." Atton said, motioning Kira forward. "The line's up, but there's no telling who's listening. There's another ship here, and it's not registered under the Republic."
"I'll keep it brief." she replied, and opened the channel.
"Jedi Knight Karda, this is Kira Starr. Can you read me?"
(hello? Anyone out there? - you guys get me wanting this again, and then you don't post?)
06-29-2006, 09:36 AM
((OOC: Well, now that he's rejoined, we're waiting for a certain person to post so the EH can dock...how 'bout it, Robby-Rob? :xp: ))
(I know, and Jasra and I are waiting for him to post since he's gonna walk in on us at any second ... )
07-01-2006, 05:15 PM
((OOC: Ok, I’ll post for Karda for the moment. Rob, just jump in and take him over when you can, and if you’re confused about the plot line, just PM me. ;) ))
Karda had reached the hanger bay and was just about ready to step aboard the scavenger’s ship when his comlink activated.
"Jedi Knight Karda, this is Kira Starr. Can you read me?"
Karda raised his brows. “Kira?” With one foot in the airlock, he let out a sigh of relief. “Glad to hear your voice,” he replied to her through the com link as he continued toward the bridge of the ship. “It’s been a long time. Well, that’s not exactly true. It hasn’t been any time. But you know what I mean.”
Suddenly, he looked up and saw Jasra and Brax on the bridge. Karda frowned.
“And, we could really use your help,” he continued to Kira. “Go ahead and dock with the Dreadless. I’ll meet you in the briefing room in an hour. Karda out.”
Karda gave Jasra a look, then Brax, then Jasra once again. “He doesn’t look like he’s dying to me,” he said to Jasra.
Jasra shrugged, and tried to hide a satisfied grin. “Well…he did a few minutes ago.”
Karda’s face went blank. “Oh no…” he said under his breath, then he closed his eyes and shook his head with disappointment. He let out a sigh. “Kira’s here,” he said to Jasra. “We’re meeting her in the briefing room in an hour.” He gave both Brax and Jasra a hard stare. “So, did you find any clues in here, or have you been too busy….” He searched for an appropriate word. “’Socialising’?”
Jasra began to blush, and she cleared her throat. “We did find something, as a matter of fact,” and she told Karda about Juppa, Valclav Amek, and Myrkr.
“Interesting,” Karda said thoughtfully. “Download the rest of their data and meet me in the briefing room.”
“Erm...you’re not angry about Brax being here?” Jasra asked as Karda was leaving.
“No,” he replied to her over his shoulder. “I’m just very…disappointed.” Karda left for the briefing room of the Dreadless.
Jasra frowned slightly, and she turned to Brax. She felt so much better with him here, but she also felt very unfocused, and definitely un-Jedi. All she could think of was being with Brax, and everything else seemed unimportant and secondary. “This mate-bonding thing,” she asked him. “Does it make you feel…unfocused? Or is this just how a human would react to these pheromones of yours?” She paused, and looked at him wantonly. “Because I’m finding it extremely difficult to focus on anything but you at the moment. And it’s starting to scare me.”
07-01-2006, 05:28 PM
“Go ahead and dock with the Dreadless. I’ll meet you in the briefing room in an hour."
"Alright, see you there."
Kira turned to Atton. "You heard the man."
"Aye, aye, el capitan." the Scoundrel said, giving a mock salute before steering the Hawk to an open dock.
07-01-2006, 06:58 PM
Heading toward the Dreadless Karda activated his comlink again to contact the Doctor and Rose. “Doctor, I'm heading back to the Dreadless. Kira Starr just contacted me and the Ebon Hawk will be docking soon. I asked her to meet us in the briefing room in an hour. Did you find anything?”
07-01-2006, 07:00 PM
"We did," said the Doctor, shutting down the console and removing a small disc from it. "We've found evidence that whoever attacked the Almanac came from Myrkr, or at the very least have been there recently. I'll explain when I can do so to Kira and Revan, as well."
"It can be intoxicating at times, espcially after long times apart ... But i have no idea how it's reacting with your human physiology ... it shouldn't even be possible for us to bond." He frowned, and pulled out a datapad, attaching it to the computer quietly and downloading all their logs and any other information that might be of use.
"We should get going." he looked at her, worried a little. He didn't like that he might be having an adverse effect on her. She was having quite the opposite on him. He felt great ... his hearts all pumping normally. His mind was focused, like it should be when a bond-mate was nearby.
07-01-2006, 07:15 PM
Karda raised an eyebrow at the Doctor's reply. "Really? Jasra and Brax discovered something similar in the ship's logs." He paused for a moment. "Doctor, you and Rose proceed to the briefing room of the Dreadless. And bring any evidence that you found with you. Karda out."
07-01-2006, 07:41 PM
"Understood," he said, as Karda closed the channel.
"Doctor, why would anyone want to capture a Jedi?"
"I don't know... the Exchange placed a bounty on Jedi a few years ago, but it was lifted soon after... I'm not sure exactly when. It's no longer in place, at any rate."
He passed her the disc, and she pocketed it. "We should return to the Dreadless as soon as possible. I have a feeling that something is terribly wrong here... and that things are only going to get worse."
07-01-2006, 08:29 PM
Jasra nodded, then started forward, then paused. She wheeled around to face Brax, her breath coming quickly and with a wanton expression in her eyes. “I just want to be with you. I don’t care about the mission…or Karda…or Kira…or Bastila. Just…you.” She moved closer to him, running her hands up his arms to encircle his neck. She felt so alive with Brax near her, but in the back of her mind, she knew that she needed to regain control. “Is there something you can do to help me focus?” she asked him. She bit her lip in an effort to resist the urge to kiss him. “Something through the Force?”
On his way to the briefing room, Karda paused, then changed direction and headed for the med bay. After spending a few minutes with the medical technician, he left with an empty vial in his hand.
Karda wanted everyone on his team to be focused on the task at hand, and it was quite obvious to him that Jasra wasn't. He hoped that with a blood sample from Brax the medical technician could develop some sort of antidote to Jasra’s pheromone problem. It was a longshot, given that Omwati physiology was pretty much an unknown, but it was worth a try.
He activated his comlink. "Jasra? Don't forget...you and Brax. Briefing room. Don't delay."
He switched channels. "Crystal? Bring whatever evidence you have discovered and meet me in the briefing room on board the Dreadless. Kira Starr is here, and she's coming on board soon. And I'm having a small problem with Jasra that I think you can help with."
He switched channels again. "Tylor? Please escort our guests from the Ebon Hawk to the briefing room upon their arrival. I want you to join us, too, so make the appropriate arrangements for the helm."
Karda proceded to the briefing room to await the arrival of Crystal, the Doctor and Rose, Jasra and Brax, Tylor, and Kira and her crew. There they would discuss what they had found and make their plans for their next move. And Karda suspected that would involve a visit to the planet Myrkr.
Brax's hands lifted and gently pressed to her temples, his fingers pressing against the sides of her head. He closed his eyes and leaned close, their foreheads meeting. She could feel him sliding against her, sensual movements causing a pleasant feeling in both of them, but then his mind slid forward farther. And they felt closer than they had before, their bond wrapping around each other. Jasra, the only way this will work is if you're fully willing, this bond I am creating will make it so that we will ahve ... a hard time being a part, harder than now. But it will also mean that we will share thoughts, you will gain my control over this problem ... I will take some of your problem with it. It isn't perfect, and it's probably not reversible, and ... it's gonna piss karda off to know end. I'm afraid of it, I'm not even sure it will work ... but I've heard of this bond I want to make. And I think I can do it.
07-02-2006, 05:39 AM
He switched channels again. "Tylor? Please escort our guests from the Ebon Hawk to the briefing room upon their arrival. I want you to join us, too, so make the appropriate arrangements for the helm."
"Okay, but It'll take me ten minutes or more. I'm on a completely different ship." Replied Tylor before running out of the bridge and onto the Dreadless, then heading toward the hanger.
He entered from top level of the hanger, from there he watched the Ebon Hawk land and it's crew walk out. "So this is the great Ebon Hawk, wicked." He said before rushing down the stairs and greeted Kira and her crew. "Good day fokes, Karda sent me to guide you to the breifing room."
07-02-2006, 02:02 PM
Kira nodded as the soldier jogged down to greet them.
"Very well. But first, do you have a name?"
07-02-2006, 02:38 PM
"I do, Marshall Tylor, I perfer to be called Tylor if your don't mind. Do you lot have names?"
07-02-2006, 02:53 PM
"I am Kira Starr." she said, the indicated each of the others in turn, "These are my companions: Atton Rand, Disciple, and I think my last companion can introduce himself."
07-02-2006, 03:30 PM
Revan walked up beside Kira and Atton. "Atton, you left your coffee cup on the navigation console again. How many times do I have to tell you to be careful with my ship? Even Canderous knew how to..."
He stopped as he noticed the wide eyed look the soldier at the bottom of the ramp was giving him. Revan smiled and nodded. "Hey there," he said. "I'm Revan."
07-02-2006, 03:51 PM
Tylor nodded. "Tylor," He replied, assuming this wasn't thee Revan, just someone with the same name. "Anyone else with you or shall we head to the briefing room?"
07-02-2006, 03:59 PM
Revan looked over his shoulder. "The Doctor will be along shortly," he said, throwing Kira a quick glance. "I believe he can find his own way."
07-02-2006, 04:19 PM
"The Doctor, I thought he was allready here, guess I was wrong. Well if your sure he can find his own way, please follow me."
07-02-2006, 07:34 PM
"I'm not even sure it will work ... but I've heard of this bond I want to make. And I think I can do it."
Even though it was reassuring to hear Brax’s thoughts in her head, Jasra struggled with herself in her own mind. One part of her desperately wanted the bond with Brax, hungered for it, craved it. Another part was warning her away from the bond, telling her to evaluate all her options before choosing her path. The conflict raged like a stormy sea inside her, ripping her apart from Brax’s mind one moment, yet trying to meld with him in the next.
“Arrgh!” She winced, though she did not have the will to physically pull herself away from him. “Too… many… thoughts! Jedi…thoughts!”
As he released her, she knew Brax had felt the conflict within her mind. Her physical body had been trained as a Jedi—and the memories were there, just denied by her current consciousness. She slumped against him, feeling exhausted now from her internal struggle.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, heaving deep breaths with her head pressed against his chest. “I want to, but I can’t.” Her ice blue eyes sought his and she gave him a soft grin. “Not yet.”
Steadied by Brax’s arms, she eventually found her feet. “Maybe Karda was right. If the pheromone effect was nullified, maybe I’d be able to focus,” she suggested, although she didn’t sound convinced herself. “Or maybe Crystal can help. She’s helped me focus before.” She frowned slightly, again not convinced. “At any rate, I do feel a bit more focused now, even though you didn’t complete what you were doing.” She bit her lip, and raised a sly eyebrow. “Though, I still feel an urge to kiss you.”
Hand in hand, she and Brax headed off towards the briefing room of the Dreadless.
07-09-2006, 08:21 PM
((OOC: Sorry for the double post, but as Rob hasn't posted anything, I'll just go ahead with it. (Rob, just jump in when you feel like it.) ))
In the briefing room, Karda greeted Kira, Revan, and Atton as Tylor brought them in. “Glad you could come,” he said to them. “I think we’re going to need your help. The others will be here soon, but as they’ve already been briefed, I’ll just give you the basics of our mission.” He sighed. “Bastila Shan, and a score of Jedi hopefuls, are missing. They were on their way to the Jedi Enclave at Dantooine when all contact with their ship the Almanac was lost. When a Republic search team finally located it, the crew, Bastila, and her potential Padawans, were gone. We believe they’ve been kidnapped, but we still don’t know why. Or, if they are still alive.”
Karda gave Revan a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry,” he said. “You and Master Shan were close friends, weren’t you?”
Just then, Rose and the Doctor followed by Jasra and Brax entered the briefing room and sat down at the table.
“Sorry we’re late,” Jasra quickly apologised. “We got….” She gazed into Brax’s eyes and grinned coyly. “Erm...distracted.”
Karda glared at Brax, then sighed as he turned to Kira, Revan, and Atton. “Jasra has a slight… chemical problem at the moment. But,” he continued, giving Jasra a quick glare, “right now, we need to figure out where we should start looking for Bastila and the Jedi hopefuls. We’ve been investigating the Almanac for clues, but I believe it would be helpful if we all shared what we found, so that we’re not following any false leads. Doctor?” Karda turned to the Doctor and Rose. “I believe you found something interesting on board. Care to share it with us?”
“Wait,” Jasra interrupted. “Where’s Crystal?”
Karda sighed. “I’m sure she’s on her way,” he said irritated, by Jasra’s lack of concentration on the topic at hand. “Now,” he continued, “Doctor? Tell us what you found.”
07-09-2006, 08:47 PM
Revan narrowed his eyes slightly. Doctor.
Well this is interesting... he thought, touching Kira's mind.
The Doctor stepped forwad, Rose passing him the disc he had given her. "We found a video log recorded by the ship's doctor," he said. "It records the beginning of an attack on the medical bay, before the camera was destroyed by the attackers."
He walked to the front of the room, inserted the disc into the drive, and activated the screen.
The doctor appeared on the screen, and her dictation began.
"... just lost main power. We're running on backups. And the comm is out, so we can't even... bridge! I've ordered a-"
There was a burst of static, the screen flickering for a fraction of a second as the door to the med bay blew open behind the doctor, sending shrapnel everywhere. The doctor screamed as she was pulled away from the camera by a masked figure with overly large shoulders.
"Pause playback," said the Doctor. He tapped the console, and the screen zoomed in on the man's shoulders, bringing the small lizard-like creature drapped over his shoulders into focus.
"What is it?" asked Atton.
"That, Mr. Rand, is a Ysilmar. It's a reptile species native to the planet Myrkr. You see, it's predators are Force sensative. Therefore, they have evolved with the unique ability to create Force voide surrounding them. Depending on the size of the individual, this bubble of 'anti-Force', for lack of a better term, deafens it's predators to the Force, allowing it to escape with less difficulty."
07-10-2006, 11:11 AM
"Make's sence," Replied John "What better way of kidnapping a jedi then to take away they're power. Take away the very thing that they depend on. It's a good tatic. It was suggested that they should be used during the Jedi Civil war but we ran into a small problem."
"You see, Ysalamiri sink their claws into the trees on which they live and draw nutrients. It's very difficult to remove a ysalamir from its tree without killing it. All attempts we took to remove them from the trees ended up in complete failure so we stopped all operations and set up a few traps incase the enemy attempted to copy our operation."
07-10-2006, 03:17 PM
"Well, someone seems to have devised a way of removing them without killing them," said the Doctor. "And used them to kidnap Mistress Shan and her padawans."
07-10-2006, 03:23 PM
"And I put my credits on that the Sith or some Dark Jedi Cult kidnapped them." Said John. "It's make perfect sence. They proberly used some acient device they found in the ancient ruins on Korriban, kidnapped Bastila to use her Battle Meditation against the Jedi and the Republic and took the padawan in hopes of turning them to their side." John suggested "Or I could be completely barking up the wrong tree."
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