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Old 05-17-2008, 10:15 PM   #281
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"I'm confused, too," Beryl said, giving Noelle a hard stare. "I'm confused as to why the Empire is shipping all sorts weird chemicals here, destined, of course, for the ChandraMed facility. Chemicals that when mixed together seem to make a lovely mind-altering cocktail that make people very suggestible, and very irritable, and very irrational, and sometimes even very violent!”

She paused, conscious that her voice had raised, and so glanced askance at Conn. “So I’ve been told,” she added. “And we want to ensure that these… experimental medications do not get mass produced or distributed.” She leaned in closer to Noelle. “And we want you to help us.”

At this point, Beryl tried to reach out with the Force to touch Noelle’s mind. What she wanted to do was feel for the girl’s possible intentions. But what she found was…nothing.

Beryl quickly looked across the table at Jana and Reibe. “Ok, enough playing around,” she snapped accusingly at Reibe. “I know I don’t have enough control, but I don’t like being patronized or toyed with!” And with that said, she pushed hard with the Force, sending an unsuspecting Reibe flying backwards in her chair and landing on the floor.


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Almost immediately, Reibe sprang back to her feet, glaring across the table at Beryl. "Fool!" she spat. "What makes you think you're special enough for me to prevent you from reaching your goal?" Her eyes darted to Noelle for a moment and her voice softened ever so slightly. "No, Beryl. There is something else at work here... even I cannot see into that..."

"Reibe!" Jana hissed, snapping to her feet, sending her chair crashing backward. "Leave this table." She glared at Beryl. "And you, Beryl. If you cannot restrain yourself, perhaps you had better retreat as well."

Reibe stood still for a long moment, looking from Beryl to Jana and back. Finally, she raised her chair back to its original position at the table and stalked out of the room. Jana merely glanced at her retreating back before returning her gaze to Beryl. "What will it be, Beryl?"


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Old 05-18-2008, 03:25 PM   #283
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"Well, hell if I'm leaving!" Beryl snapped at Jana, as again, one of her hands began to tremor. "Nic said this was my show, Jana, so I'm staying right here! And if you don’t like it you can just... just piss off!”

“B, you’re being unfair and …,” was all Teser could get out before he, too, was tossed out of his chair with the Force.

“No, Berasmus is being unfair!” she told her brother, her eyes blazing with a sudden, pent up anger. “The Empire is being unfair! I’m being unreasonable!”

As he started to get up, she rose from her chair and started to walk around the table towards him. Her hand flew outwards and again he was shoved down to the floor, this time nearer the door that led to the outside balcony. “And irrational!” He was pushed along further. “And impatient!” The balcony door flew open.

Another strong Force push, and she had shoved her brother out the open door and onto the veranda that towered over a courtyard below. One more and she could send him plummeting over the edge.

Teser’s eyes widened with fear and he scrambled backwards trying to get away from his sister as Beryl continued to stalk towards him. “And I want this over with!” she continued. “I want him finished! I want all of them finished! This whole nasty project! Their drugs, their lies, their orders, their protocols, their whole rotten, stinking, festering, mind-altering Empire!

“Beryl stop!” Teser pleaded. “Stop and think about what you’re doing!”

“I don’t want to think!” she growled.

“You don’t have to,” Sam commented, as she tackled Beryl from behind. Not expecting the attack, Beryl’s legs suddenly collapsed under her and she toppled to the ground with Sam on top of her in a tight bear-hug.

“GET OFF ME!” Beryl roared with rage.

But Sam only tightened her grip. “Doc!” she cried out for assistance. “I could use some help here!”

Conn was already at Beryl's side, syringe in hand. He'd reached for it when Beryl started raising her voice, but knew he couldn't approach her until she was distracted enough for him to do so. Sam provided that distraction. "Knew you'd gone too long without a dose," he whispered ruefully as he quickly swabbed a spot on her arm before injecting her with the needle. "Don't struggle, it'll only make things worse."

Even though she was trying, Beryl couldn’t control her rage and she snarled as the drug was painfully injected into her tensed muscles. “Ow, you son-of-a-kriffin-gundark…!” she cursed Conn. And then she felt her head begin to get fuzzy. “Oh, crap… don’t put me to sleep! I don’t want to sleep!”

"Shh," Conn soothed, slipping a small patch onto the injection site. "It'll be over soon."

And it was. Beryl was out in mere seconds.

Sam rose and then looked at her curiously. “So, does she have some sort of special hatred of you or something?” she asked Teser, who was standing now and brushing off his clothes.

Teser shook his head. “No, just the opposite.” He sighed. “I think, though, she’s just lashing out at me, because she can’t get to Berasmus.”

“I’m back! And I’ve got the….” Telk had returned to the apartment. Smiling and in a good mood as he approached the people in the dining room, his mouth suddenly snapped shut as he surveyed the scene. “Erm… problem?”

“Not anymore,” his twin Teser replied. “Conn and Sam have it under control.”

“Oh.” His eyes flicked over to Noelle, and he suddenly became tongue-tied. “I… erm, ….” He paused, then grinned. “Nice to meet you. I’m Telk Quitaan,” he introduced himself to her. “Teser’s brother.”

“Duh,” Teser said. “Noelle’s a scientist. Think she’s smart enough to figure that one out.”

“Right.” Telk watched Sam hoist Beryl up and over her shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Erm… is she ok?” he asked, nodding at Beryl.

“I’m fine,” Sam replied, taking that Telk was enquiring about her well-being. “She’s really not that heavy.” She glanced at Conn. “I’ll just go and put her in her bedroom, doc. Won’t be long.”


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Conn wiped his hand down his face as he watched Sam cart the unconscious Beryl off to the bedroom. "Jana, can you please go look after her?" he implored the young Jedi. "She's bound to have those nightmares again, so see if you can make heads or tails of them."

He turned to face Noelle, who still sat in her seat at the table. He was surprised that she hadn't bolted for the door; he supposed that was a good sign. "Sorry about that," he apologized, quickly moving back to the table and taking a seat between Noelle and the door, lest she suddenly get the urge to leave. "I'm sure you've got a lot of questions, the most prevalent of which is probably 'what the hell just happened here?' I need you to hear me out on this, okay?"

Noelle said nothing at this, her expression was one of surprise, but not fear, as Conn thought. Instead, she actually seemed somewhat curious, judging from her posture: she leaned forward in her seat and looked up at him expectantly. He'd never been able to read her emotions with his Zeltron abilities; he just used to attribute that to not having knowing her for an extended period of time. He just hoped she'd be as understanding as he remembered her to be.

"Right, so Beryl told you about chemicals and medications being shipped to ChandraMed from the Empire. We know this because Beryl's brother is an Imperial Admiral who is overseeing these shipments for experiments he intends to conduct here on Chandrila. Experiments he's already conducted on Beryl. That's why she's the way she is now."

Noelle noted Conn's somber look as he explained the situation to her. "And the throwing people to the ground bit, is that part of the experiment in addition to the mind alteration effects?"

Conn swallowed. "Yeah, about that. You see, Beryl is Force-sensitive. She's always been that way, it's not because of what her brother did to her. However, what he has done to her has made her so unstable that her self-control is a little haywire, as you just saw. Her ability to manipulate the Force certainly compounds the trouble when she does lose control."

"I'll say," Teser piped up, having taken a seat between Conn and Noelle, an icepack in his hand that he kept on his elbow. Beryl's Force-assisted shoves had banged him around. "She's never been like this before. Fiery and unreasonable, sure, but never to the point of endangering her friends and family."

"She did look quite disturbed," Noelle agreed. "And I admit I'm rather surprised and intrigued by her Force-sensitivity... I've never encountered someone like that before."

Boy, have you hit the jackpot, Noelle, Conn thought to himself. However, he wasn't going to tell her that they actually had four more additional Force-sensitive individuals in their crew, one of them even a runaway Jedi. At least not yet. "As I said before," he continued, "Her brother, Admiral Berasmus Quitaan, had experimented on her, filling her up with all sorts of weird drug cocktails that really screwed around with her mind. Thankfully, we were able to rescue her. She brought back evidence that the Empire has plans to introduce these same drugs to the Chandrilan populace." He pulled a datapad from his pocket and slid it over to her.

Noelle lifted the device from the table and examined the screen. "Clondex, symoxin...lesai..." she read the names off. "Some fairly common drugs here, some not so common."

"Check the formulas," Conn suggested.

She did so, tapping a few keys on the datapad. "These look fairly inert and innocuous," she said. "However, a few of these are a catalyst away from creating some potent chemical compositions. Not sure how they'd work without testing..."

"The Empire wasn't sure either, so they made Beryl their lab rat," the doctor said solemnly.

"How awful," Noelle said, a frown creasing her forehead. "How long was she exposed to this?"

"She was under her brother's 'care' for just about two months," Conn replied. "He was using her as a flight instructor. Normally, she wouldn't go along with anything he told her to do, especially given the fact that he'd basically kidnapped her. However, he was able to get her to do what he wanted by using these drugs. They apparently make her easier to control, more open to suggestion."

Telk snorted. "That's no mean feat with Beryl. She was never particularly warm towards Berasmus and she certainly didn't approve of him being an Imp. She would have fought him tooth and nail."

"I'm sure she did, at first," Conn said. "And she did manage to defy him in the end, since she was able to formulate a plan to escape. However, she wasn't counting on the side effects of being off the drugs. She's been off them for about a week now, and she's still going through withdrawal episodes. I don't know how to treat it, other than to sedate her when she gets out of control."

"As you saw, that's no mean feat with Beryl either," Teser chimed in, shifting his ice pack.

Conn pointed to the datapad in Noelle's hand. "The Empire intends to do to the people of Chandrila what Berasmus did to Beryl. Introduce their concoctions to the planet's water supplies and turn millions and millions of Chandrilans into obedient drones. Or maybe the Empire intends on making them completely dependant on these drugs, then snatch them away and watch as Chandrila tears itself apart. Whatever they plan on doing with these things, I know it's not good." He looked the young woman straight in the eye. "This is why I need your help, Noelle. This is why we need your help. We need to find a way to sabotage the Empire's plans and to disrupt their operations here. To do that, we need a way to get on the inside. We also need to fully understand this drug and how it works in order to help Beryl. You can help us do both of these things.

"You're our only hope."




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Old 05-24-2008, 09:17 AM   #285
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Nic and Jeez were led down the streets flanked by the Kaldo thugs, once a proud and strong race they had been turned into refugees on the run from the empire who were mercilessly hunting them. In this respect they were like the Jedi a threat to the empire and hence eliminated by they could do anything to stop it.

The Kaldo were once a very spiritual people who remained outside of galactic affairs never joining with the Republic or any other empire or group in the galaxy, every war be it the Mandalorian wars of millennia ago or more recently the Clone wars they had always remained neutral never aiding or hindering either side. Their force sensitive never even became Jedi and instead became Clerics of the Kaldo Empire, the leaders of their people in politics, religion and military structure.

It was perhaps this neutrality that led to their downfall, as the Empire could not control the wilful species the Emperor sent ships to blockade the world and bombard the surface obliterating all life.

To most people knowledge the species, like the jedi, were extinct but they had also survived, fewer in number but still living. A single Cleric who commanded a warship full of Kaldo Warriors was away from the homeworld when the empire attacked and took refuge on Chandrillia.

After a short walk Nic and Jeez had arrived at a small building, a little more run down than what you would expect from a world like Chandrillia. Both Humans were led into the building and into a moderate sized room.

The room was dark, lit only by small candles scattered around the walls, barely lighting a lone man. The man wore robes and sat meditating with his back to the Humans. “So you have returned, have the prophecy all passed as I said they would?”

“Not quite, I want to know how to stop one of them.” Nic replied

“Prophecy in essence can not be changed.” The Kaldo Cleric informed not moving from his meditation position. “Am I not right Jedi?”
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Noelle glanced at the datapad in her hand, then at Conn's hard-set face, then back at the datapad. She hadn't really expected to run into something like this, especially not with someone like Conway Harlowe. Yet her she was, sitting in a room of what appeared to be rebels against the Empire, being asked by them for her help. Things were definitely taking a turn for the interesting. Part of her was thinking of how she'd be able to get out of this, but another part of her was intrigued. Noelle was a naturally curious person, and she didn't really see any easy way out of the situation she was in, so her choice was easy.

"Okay, I'll help you," she said, her voice light. Before Conn could register relief on his face, she held her index finger up. "But, you have to promise me no one from ChandraMed gets hurt. If it's the Empire orchestrating all this, then ChandraMed is just being used as a pawn and its employees shouldn't be held accountable."
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Conn could barely believe his ears. "Yes, of course, that's fine," he said in response to Noelle's conditions. "I know people at ChandraMed still, I wouldn't want them to get hurt or mixed up in this. We'll make sure to keep them out of it as best we can."

Telk chuckled. "That was easy," he said, rubbing his elbow. "So where do we go from here, Doc?"

"Well, we need Noelle here to help us figure out exactly what we're up against in terms of these drugs," Conn replied, ticking off a finger. "We also need to get your sister back up and running, which should prove just as easy as Noelle's task." He checked his chrono. "And we need to figure out just what is taking the captain and Jeez so long."




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"In essence," Jeez replied with a slight nod. "It is always better to dwell on the here and now, though. Although the essence of the prophecy is discernible, the particulars are often times open to interpretation."


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"Not many ways to interpret 'A friend who values your life greater than their own and will sacrifice themselves so you can live.' is there." The Kaldo Cleric informed as he slowly stood.

"How do you know it's that one?" Nic asked.

"I felt the others come to pass." He replied turning around to face the two humans and revealing a tatoo on his forehead of an eye. "I like to keep an eye on you."

"Tell me how to stop it." The captain began to anger.

"You can't." The Force Sensitive simply stated.

"I won't accept that."

"Of course you won't Mr Raikellii, You’re stubborn and loyal.” The wise alien stated as he walked off to the side and lit a few more candles. “These qualities make you ideal for your destiny.”

“It’s Nic White!” He Corrected

“For now.”

Nic placed his hand on his forehead and began to rub his fore head. “You ain’t going to help me are you.”

“I never said that.” The Cleric smiled. “I just can’t help you with what you want me to help you.”

“Have I ever told you how much you lesf me off?”
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Reibe had left the table when ordered and had gone to the room set aside for her. But when Sam carried Beryl into her room and returned to the table, Reibe left her own room and entered Beryl's.

"Hello, Beryl," she said softly, though she knew that her voice would not wake the drugged woman. "You and I have a bit of communication to do, I'm afraid."

She sat down next to Beryl on the bed and rested a hand on Beryl's forehead. "You've been having some rather nasty dreams, haven't you? While I can assure you they haven't been wholly my fault, they are rather necessary. You will not grow beyond this until you face them... and neither will Jana."

She sat as she was for barely more than a second before Jana entered, after having left the table at Conn's request to watch over Beryl. Abruptly, Reibe withdrew her hand from Beryl's forehead and Jana glared at her suspiciously.

"What were you doing?' she demanded.

"She's having a nightmare," Reibe answered, almost sulkily. "I thought I might try to be of some help, but she's not responding to my touch. Perhaps you can do better."

And as Reibe stalked out of the room, Jana moved to Beryl's side, murmuring, "Oh, Beryl..." Gently, she placed her hand on Beryl's forehead and whispered through the Force. Beryl? Beryl, can you hear me? It's Jana. Let me in. I can help.


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Dreaming, Beryl frantically ran through the maze of the prison's dank dark corridors as voices screamed, growled, and snarled at her as she past the cells.

"Ryshana?! Sam?! Max?!" Beryl desperately called out for her friends, but there was no answer, just more accusatory shouts and groans of discontent and wails of pain as she passed by the cells in her frenzied search. "Conn?! Jeez?!"

Rounding a corner, she bumped so hard into an orange-suited trustee that she fell landing on her backside on the hard, uneven rock floor. She looked up. "Max!"

Max stared down at her with dark, pitiless eyes that seemed to bore right into the heart of Beryl's soul. "You know what they do to Force Sensitives here, don't you, blondie?" Max's mouth twisted up into an evil grin. "Food for Dr. Twerna's pets."

Beryl felt a waft of warm moist air behind her. Still sitting on her backside, she scrambled to her feet to face one of the fearsome reptilian creatures she, Sam, and Jeez had battled with outside of Twerna's facility in the prison. She cursed and screamed as it attacked her, raking its teeth across her thigh as she lept back to avoid its powerful jaws. In the background, Max was laughing cruelly as Beryl struggled to avoid the creature until...

A beam of powerful blue light swept across the width of the corridor, halving the creature in two in one fatal swipe.

"Jeez!" Beryl turned around to face the Jedi. "Boy, am I glad to see...." But the Jeez's face was stoic, completely devoid of any sympathy or recognition. She noticed the metallic jack at the back of his neck as he raised his lightsaber above his head to a striking position, and she started to back away. "Jeez?"

"Like Jeez, you must comply," said a familiar voice from behind her.

She whirled around only to find Max gone and Conn in her place.

"I did," Conn continued, his expression indifferent as he lifted a syringe into her view and squirted out a few drops of clear liquid from the large sharp needle. "The Empire's really not that bad, Beryl, once you get used to it." He moved forward a few steps. "Now," he said, smiling wryly as he menaced the syringe in front of her, "this won't hurt a bit...."

Strong arms grasped her shoulders and she suddenly found herself shoved down to her knees and unable to move.

“Beryl? Beryl, can you hear me? It's Jana. Let me in. I can help.”

"Jana! Help me!" she cried out, and with a sudden and mighty burst of strength, she broke free from Jeez’s grip. As he was blocking her path one way, Conn another, she darted down the only other free corridor. It seemed that the faster she ran, the louder the screams and wails became until the corridor suddenly opened up into a large round chamber. It was dark, but she could still make out the barred prison cells along the walls. But there was no way out and she was trapped.

Suddenly, one of the cells lit up. It was a woman, dishevelled and heavily pregnant with child. "Why?!" the woman demanded. "What did my child do to you?! He was innocent! Innocent! Why should he be punished for something you did?"

"I didn't... I didn't know!" Beryl responded. "It wasn't my fault!" Beryl looked around. “Jana!” she called out. “Jana, where are you?!”

At that moment, Jana appeared next to Beryl with a startled yelp. Conn and Jeez thundered down the corridor behind them. Positioning herself between them and Beryl, Jana urged, "This is a nightmare, Beryl. It's a dream. Take control." A lightsaber appeared on her belt and she took it, lighting it and holding it in a defensive position before her.

Grateful that Jana had appeared, Beryl took a step backwards. “A dream?” she asked tentatively. “Wish him away?”

The blade was ice-blue and Jana frowned at it thoughtfully. Just as Jeez lit up his own saber and brought it down toward Jana, her saber changed to a vibrant green and she brought it up to block his blow.

"Take control, Beryl!" Jana shouted. "Don't let it control you. Wish him away! I can't hold him off forever... you've imagined him too strong!"

"It was your choice!" The woman in the cell started to shout again, distracting Beryl. "You chose! You decided! You sentenced us to death!"

"At least take your restrictions off me!" Jana protested to Beryl, landing a solid kick on Jeez's chest.

"Nuss made me do it!” Beryl replied to the woman, Jana’s request being ignored. I had no choice!"

Jeez stumbled backward and Jana managed just barely to lop off one of his arms.

"You chose to comply!" the woman screeched. "You’re weak! You gave in and complied and sentenced me and my unborn child to die in your place for your crimes! Murderer!"

"No!" Beryl backed away from the cell, holding her head in her hands. “No!”

Jeez grew a second arm, lightsaber still in hand. Jana grimaced.

“You are so messed up," she grumbled. "Beryl! Concentrate. Don't listen to the woman. Focus on me."

Beryl looked uncertainly between the woman in the cell and Jana battling Jeez. “Jana, what am I supposed to do?”

Jeez began his second attack aggressively, pushing Jana back.

“You need to take your meds, Beryl.” Conn had slipped around the back of the Jedi and was making his way towards her. As he flashed her an evil grin, his face morphed into that of the Imperial doctor Ferrana from the Carida Academy. He held up the syringe and waggled it at her. “Non-compliance is a punishable offense.”

“Jana, help me….” Beryl pleaded, backing up and looking extremely confused and frightened as Jana continued to battle Jeez.

“There’s no place to run, Beryl.” Berasmus appeared behind Dr. Ferrana, dressed in his Admiral’s uniform, face stoic, and piercing blue eyes that never seemed to blink. “Your friends can’t help you in here. You’re on your own.”

Jana chopped off Jeez's head. He grew a new one.

Beryl shook her head in disbelief as Doctor Ferrana and her brother drew closer to her. “Jana…?”

"Wish the syringe out of his hand!" Jana exclaimed. "Wish Jeez weaker! Wish me stronger! Wish Nuss away!" Jeez slammed her against the wall and she winced. "I can't hold much longer..."

Summoning up all her will, Beryl shouted at Jeez. “Leave her alone! Go away!”

Like magic, Jeez dissipated in mid-swing into a pile of dust. Beryl looked at Jana and then started to grin.

“Oh, that’s lovely, what you did just there,” Berasmus said. “You’re getting quite practiced at that, aren’t you? Destroying those that you call friend.”

Beryl’s grin slowly faded.

“I’m so very pleased with your progress, Beryl,” said a smiling Dr. Ferrana. “We’ll have to discuss this at our next session.”

“No! No more sessions!”

"This is your dream, Beryl!" Jana called out, panting heavily from her duel with Jeez. "You can do what you want. You can have what you want..." She flourished the lightsaber in her hand.

Beryl stared back at Jana dumbly for a moment, and then she reached a hand to her belt… and grabbed a lightsaber. She lowered her head, staring at Dr. Ferrana with malice in her eyes. “Lightsaber beats syringe,” she said. She flicked it on, and the red blade glowed like hellfire.


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The Cleric had led the two humans out of his meditation chamber and into the entrance lobby ofthe building him and the other Kaldo refugees had come to call home.

"Your friend whoever they are will die, that choise belongs to them and not you." The Cleric explained. "But once they have made their sacrifice you will have to begin the journey of your ancestors legacy."

"And when exactly are you going to explain this legacy?" Nic asked still annoyed from before.

"I can only tell you what you are ready to hear, however as I doubt you will return to this place after the forth Prophecy is forfilled perhaps I should skip that part." The Kaldo leader informed. "In the Galaxy there is a person, a Key to the Force, one who is a nexus between this world and the strongest powers the Force has to offer."

"I'm no key." Nic abruptly interrupted.

"No you are not, you are mearly the one who is to protect and guide it."

"Protect it from who?" Nic asked.

"The sith, Zealots and the Order of Traya."

"The Order of what?

"Traya, Ancient group of sentient being that beleive the force is curse upon the Universe, one that must be vanquished and they believe they need the key to do this." The Cleric explained with Urgency in his voice.

"Okay and why do the sith want this key of yours?"

"It is said the key can be used to grant a power equal to that of a God, the power to create the universe or destroy it anyway they see fit." The Cleric continued still urgent.

"So i find this key and protect it against the ultimate evil in the galaxy... one problem i don't know where it is."

"Find the Chimera and it will lead you too her and it's protectors."

"Chimera?... what?... You speaking in Riddles now."

"Your destiny and that of the Key are intertwined, chances are you met it or dreamt of it and just not realised." The Cleric Explained. "Once you find the Chimera it will show you key... Leave now but once prophecy is past please return, there is much more you wll need to know."

With that Nic led the way out of the building and onto the city streets, night had fallen a while ago and only the moon shined light on to it now. Nic breathed heavily and turned for the direction to head back to the place they were staying. "Let's get home, do what we came to do and then leave... Quicker we get off this world the better" he told the jedi with him.
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Now that the doctor had come into the picture, Berasmus turned his sights on Jana, who was coming at him with her lightsaber. Big surprise. He ducked behind a massive piece of ship wreckage, which had appeared rather conveniently for him... and a number of Stormtroopers appeared in the same way and began firing on Jana. Now that she was part of the dream, she had a limited amount of control and was able to conjure up her own cover.

"Cheat!" she yelled across to Nuss.

"You're a Jedi," Nuss called back. "Or something like it. Do you really think I'm going to chance standing against you?"

"Not really..." Jana mumbled. Faceless soldiers appeared around her and began firing on the Stormtroopers. One by one, they were picked off; one by one, Jana's soldiers fell as well. Finally, Nuss called for a cease fire. The numbers on both sides returned to what they had been.

"Perhaps we can come to some sort of arrangement between us," Nuss called. "This is getting us nowhere."

"You must think I'm an idiot or uninformed," Jana shot back. "I know what you did to Ryshana..."

While Jana dealt with Berasmus, Beryl moved towards Dr. Ferrana. “No more injections!” she growled.

“You need these, Beryl,” he replied, waggling the syringe in the air. “Think about how controlled it makes you feel. How it eliminates your anxiety, your guilt.”

Beryl paused, then shook her head. “No, it makes it hard to think.”

“You don’t need to think. You’re a soldier. You follow orders. You don’t need to think.” He smiled at her. “It’s better that way. No one wants an uncontrolled ‘Jedi’ running amok in the Galaxy.”

Angered by the doctor’s comment, she took a swipe at him with her lightsaber and he deftly jumped back avoiding it. And then he produced his own saber.

Beryl took pause. It wasn’t Dr. Ferrana she was battling now. He had morphed into Dr. Twerna. Her fury rose and she launched into a full force duel with him.

Reibe Vailar appeared out of nowhere, dressed up in a full Imperial Admiral uniform. "I've always thought that both Ferrana and Twerna were fools, but Ferrana makes a brilliant point. No one wants an uncontrolled Force sensitive running around, making life worse on the whole... but he fails to see the other side of the coin." She stabbed Twerna with a syringe. He gurgled and collapsed.

Reibe stepped effortlessly over his convulsing body and drew her own saber. This saber wasn't anything like what Beryl had seen her use before. It was longer and looked far more menacing... especially when she flicked two switches and burnt-orange blades extended from either end. "The other side of the coin is this... you will never learn control unless you have a teacher. Jeez cannot teach you.

"He is too 'Jedi'. Ryshana could not teach you for the same reason. I cannot teach you, for I am neither. The Imperials need you. With training, you could overthrow the Emperor... which is something that desperately needs doing." She nodded slowly and began to methodically attack Beryl. "I will take you to Vader. He can prepare you."

By some odd twist of the dream, Beryl and Jana were aware of one another’s' conversations, and in a split second, their positions in the dream were reversed. Beryl was ducked behind cover opposite Nuss, and it was Jana's vibrant green blade that blocked the blow from Reibe.

"I will not let that happen," she snarled. Reibe's mouth turned up in a twisted grin.

"Back down, Jana," she sneered. "Your time with Vader shall come soon enough."

"I'll kill you if you touch her!" Jana screamed, launching a furious attack on one she had once viewed as a mentor. In allowing her emotions to get the better of her, Jana had unwittingly been drawn into the dream even deeper.

“Do you see now?” Berasmus called out to Beryl. “See why I was trying to protect you? I don’t want you to get involved with Vader.”

Beryl recalled the cold, chilling feeling she had felt when she had met Lord Vader some months earlier, and her mouth grew dry.

“If you think, you’ll give yourself away,” Berasmus continued, while Jana and Reibe fought. “You’ll end up just like him. Just take the meds, follow your orders, and you’ll be safe. Only I can protect you, Beryl. Not Rayne, not your friends. Trust me.”

“Trust you? You killed Ryshana, Nuss. I can’t trust you!”

“You trust Reibe? She who would hand you in to Vader? Follow your orders.” He paused. “What color is the square, Lieutenant?”

Something snapped in Beryl’s head as she remembered the tortuous 'test' with the colored squares her brother had subjected her to. All was clear now. She looked at her lightsaber. “It’s red, sir!”

With that, she rushed towards Jana. But not to help her. To attack her. “All Force Sensitives must be destroyed!”

Jana sensed her coming and spun around Reibe, putting the Sith Hunter between the two friends. Jana's green blade clashed against Beryl's red one at Reibe's waist. With a strangled gasp, Reibe disappeared. Realizing that Beryl wasn't stopping, Jana set about defending herself. Slowly, the room darkened until there was no light. Nothing but the blaze of furiously clashing lightsabers. Finally, Jana's voice came out of the darkness. There was a nervous edge to it.

"Beryl, snap out of it. Beryl, are you listening to me?"

“I’m sorry,” Beryl panted between strikes. “You have to die, Jana. There can’t be any more Jedi. No more mystical, Force users. It all has to stop.”

"Does that mean you'll kill yourself too, Beryl?" Jana shot back, always defending, never attacking. "I'm your friend, Beryl. I have been since I've known you. I will be until our ways part, if it comes to that.”

“Friendship has nothing to do with this. People have to follow the rules, follow orders, do their jobs. Force Sensitives operate outside the rules. They have to be eliminated.”

"What are the rules?" Jana prodded softly. "What orders?"

“Detect Force Sensitives,” Beryl repeated tonelessly, “report their activities to the proper authorities, eliminate them if they are a threat to the Empire.”

"And what of you?" Jana asked. "When they're sure they've got all the Force Sensitives corralled or killed, what happens to you? You're Force Sensitive too, Beryl."

“We all have to die, Jana.”

Jana stubbornly pressed, "Why?"

“Why?” Beryl was breathing harder now. “Because….” She broke off the fight and backed up a step. “Because….” She rubbed her forehead as started to pain her to think. “Order. Things will be a mess without order.”

Jana did not attack. "The Empire tried to force order on all of us," she said. "It's by Imperial action that the galaxy was made more chaotic. The Jedi were once respected. Then the Emperor came along and they were made to run." She paused. "Is that the sort of order you want? Order where any ounce of free will is crushed and we're all mindless drones, obeying the will of the Empire?"

Beryl shook her head as if she was trying to rid herself of the thoughts within. “Can’t think, can’t think, can’t think… hurts, hurts, hurts,” she repeated over and over.

"Then wake up," Jana whispered, shutting her lightsaber. "Wake up, Beryl."

Suddenly, Beryl felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and realized she was lying down.

"Time to wake up..."

And though it was Jana at her side, hand on her shoulder, Beryl could see when she came out of it that Jana was not fully awake yet either.

“The Imps can't do what they did to me to anyone else, Jana," Beryl said, groggily rubbing her eyes. “I have to stop them from distributing that drug. No matter what it takes." She paused. "Even if it kills me.”


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"Agreed," Jeez responded to Nic. "There's an odd stirring in the Force that I can't quite place..."

As his voice trailed off, Jeez concentrated for a moment. He could feel something as if it was just over the horizon, but every time he tried to reach it, it seemed to be just out of his grasp. Letting go of it, Jeez then concentrated on the here and now and was bombarded with a sense of urgency.

"Well, I'm sensing that trouble is waiting for us when we get back. I have a feeling that Beryl wasn't very well behaved."


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The dinner dishes had been cleared away and everyone was now sitting in the living area. It had been more than an hour since Beryl had been carried out of the dining room unconscious, but now she returned, head held high and walking quite purposefully, with Jana in tow and Reibe smugly following a few discreet paces behind the pair.

Beryl gave Conn a look, not scathing, not angry, but definitely one that said 'thank you, but don't ever drug me like that again', and then she sat down on the arm of one of the plush couches. Jana sat next to her, and Reibe took up a post near the door way. Beryl exchanged looks with Jana, and then her gaze settled on Noelle.

"Ok, I’d like to apologize, to everyone, for my impromptu psychotic interlude," Beryl began. “But thanks to Conn’s speedy intervention, I'm feeling much better now. More... focused. More... calm. More..."

“Sane?” Teser suggested, adjusting the ice pack that he held on his elbow.

Beryl turned to look at her brother. “I was going to say more mission oriented, but, yes. More sane.” Her eyes flicked to the ice pack. “And I’m sorry for losing control and trying to push you off the balcony. I wasn’t really trying to kill you.”

“Oh? Well, do me a favour, B. Warn me next time you do try.”

“Ok, let me rephrase that. I was trying, I just wasn’t ‘intending’ to kill you. And, yes,” she answered before Teser could ask the question, “there's a huge difference between 'trying' and 'intending'. Look, I said I’m sorry, you seem to be fine, bar a few minor injuries, so let’s move on to the reason we’re here, shall we? The mission, remember? Infiltrate Chandra-Med, eliminate any Imperial research material or drug supplies, and destroy any means or facilities to distribute their ‘cocktail,’ in particular any nearby water treatment facilities.

"Now," she addressed everyone present, "if all that can be done without hurting, maiming, or killing any 'innocents', then I'm all for it. But, I want you all to know that I'm hell-bent on completing this mission, whether or not it kills me or anyone else. If the Empire can mass medicate an entire population into submission, then we might as well just turn ourselves in now.”

She glanced at Noelle, and then looked at Conn. “So, is she helping us or not? Because if she’s not, then she’s not leaving here until we’ve done what we came to do.” She flashed Noelle a quick, but disingenuous smile. “No offense, Noelle, but I’ve only just met you and despite you being an old friend of Conn's, that doesn't mean that I can trust you.”

"Oh, that's a nice thing to say to your guest," Sam piped.

"I'm sorry to be so blunt, but that's just how it is," Beryl replied. "I'm sure Noelle understands. And if she doesn't, well...." Beryl frowned suddenly then and looked around the room. "Where are Nic and Jeez? And why are they not back yet?"


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Nic s smiled at the Jedi and let out a short laugh. “Is she ever?” he shook his head and began to walk with Jeez back to the penthouse where they were staying.

It didn’t take them long to get back to the pent house where them and the others were staying courtesy of one of Beryl’s brothers. As they approached the building Nic once again turned to Jeez. “Erm... can we keep all the stuff we heard between us, I don’t want to freak anyone out anymore than they already are.”

He didn’t wait for a reply as he thought that the secret would be safe with the Jedi, he knew Jedi could keep secrets from his experiences with them and hoped Jeez would be the same. Nic continued into the building and headed up to their suite, open the door. “I’m ho...” He stopped mid word when he saw the women in his vision before him, he stared at her with mouth open slightly in shook. From someone else’s perspective it could be misinterpreted.
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And from Beryl's perspective it looked like Nic was smitten with the new arrival called Noelle. Her eyes narrowed and a surge of jealousy welled up from within her.

First Conn, now Nic?, Beryl thought. Noelle certainly seems to get around. Miss No-Force-Signature isn't that pretty, is she?

She wanted to do slam Noelle and Nic against the wall, but with Jeez there in the room as well, she took a deep breath instead and tried her best to focus.

Still, she couldn't resist being catty. "Gee, Nic, I'd introduce you to our guest, Noelle, but it looks like you two already know each other already." She then looked at Jeez. "Jeez, this is Noelle, Conn's friend at ChandraMed. She's going to help us break into the lab tonight." She glanced at Noelle. "Although she hasn't definitively said 'yes' to our proposition."


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"You haven't given her a chance to, Beryl," Conn stated matter-of-factly. The Corellian pilot seemed to have bounced back from her 'episode', well enough to start getting down to business. Conn knew she could be quite driven when she wanted to be, but there was definitely something different about this drive. "Noelle has agreed to help us with our mission, provided that no one at ChandraMed gets hurt, something that I fully endorse. So there's no need to be snippish."

Conn glanced over at where Jeez and Nic stood in the doorway. Nic seemed to be staring at Noelle strangely, probably the shock from seeing her for the first time. "What have you guys found?" he called out to them, hoping to snap Nic out of his daze.




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"It's all right, Dr. Harlowe," Noelle said in response to his defense of her to Beryl's pointed remarks. The Corellian's demeanor had changed, she was more brusque and to the point now. Noelle was just happy that she wasn't tossing people around and freaking out.

She turned to Beryl. "Ms. Quitaan, please know that I do intend to help you through with your endeavor. Your brothers and Dr. Harlowe were very convincing in their arguments and helped me understand that the Empire is doing a great evil here. I cannot stand idly by while they carry it out if I am able to do something about it." She smiled gamely. "I am at your disposal."

Just then the door to the room opened and admitted a pair of figures. She recognized them as the two men that she had passed in the elevator a few hours before. Obviously they were part of the crew, so she waited until someone introduced her.
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Snapping out of his own glare at the attractive young woman he now knew was Noelle, Nic stepped over looking at her apprehensively. “I’m Nic White.” He said holding his hand out to her. Things had just taken a strange turn for him, if it wasn’t bad enough he had to deal with the fact someone was suppose to die, now he had to deal with meeting a girl he had dreamt of. “I’m sorry but have we met? I mean, before this.”

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Noelle reached out and shook Nic's hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. White. I don't think we've ever met before, but I did pass you and your companion in the elevator on my way up here." His eyes were unfocused and his handshake wasn't as firm as she'd expected. "Is there something the matter?"
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“No, It’s, erm...” Nic paused as he released the girls had. “...It’s fine.”

After a few more moments giving the girl an apprehensive look he turned to look over at Conn. “There’s nothing to find out, everyone on the planet seems clueless to what the empire is doing.” He lied considering he didn’t even ask as he had his personal business to deal with. “So if we’re going to do this without hurting anyone at ChandraMed we’ll have to do this covertly.”
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"Don't worry miss. Everything will work itself out in time," Jeez commented as he shot a quick glance at Nic. "A pleasure to meet you, by the way, ma'am."

Hearing what Nic had to say to Conn, Jeez then commented, "Well, being covert does have its advantages, but we could use some rather detailed intell before we head in. Has that been taken care of?"


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Conn pointed at Noelle. "You're looking at her," he said in reply to Jeez. "I think we're counting on Noelle to sneak us into ChandraMed and get us the information we need, namely the drug's exact chemical composition and the location of the water treatment facilities that the Empire plans to use to spread it. Once we have a grip on those two things, we should have a better idea of how exactly to go about this."

He turned to Noelle. "We're going to need access to some pretty encrypted files, I'd imagine. Do you have the clearance for them?"




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“However we do this me and conn’ll need to be careful walking around any facility with the Imps wandering around.” Nic stated looking around the group. “The plastic boys probably have our pictures imprinted on to their eye balls, we’ll need disguises at the very lease.” He then turned to Noelle. “Do you think you could help us out with that as well?”

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"We're going to need access to some pretty encrypted files, I'd imagine. Do you have the clearance for them?"

"I have mid-level access, thanks to a few corporate projects I'm working on," Noelle replied. "Something like you describe would probably be restricted to the higer levels, ones I don't have access for." Her eyes glinted. "But there are always ways around that."

"The plastic boys probably have our pictures imprinted onto theur eye balls, we’ll need disguises at the very least. Do you think you could help us out with that as well?"

Noelle gave Nic an inquisitive look. "The Empire is looking for you?"

Conn chuckled ruefully. "Three of the Empire's ten most wanted are in this room right now," he told Noelle. indicating himself, Jeez and Nic. "If you were so inclined, you could make a tidy sum of credits by taking us in."

"The temptation is great, I must admit," Noelle replied, her eyes glinting again as she looked at each of them in turn. "But credits don't really interest me, so I don't think you need to worry."

"That's a relief," Conn said, rolling his eyes at the petite brunette. The thought of her taking all of them into custody by herself was an amusing one.

Noelle nodded at Nic. "It shouldn't be too hard to come up with disguises for you guys. If all else fails, we can just throw you in some body bags and get you into the facility as cadavers."

Conn snorted. "That shouldn't be a problem, all three of us have been dead before."
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“Body bags.” Beryl considered for a moment, then nodded her head. “I like that idea.” She crossed the room and sat down on one of the comfy chairs in the living area. Hands behind head, she leaned back and stared contemplatively at the ceiling. “If not just a tiny bit morbid, it’s simple and believable.” She grinned. “Although, if you guys are corpses, you certainly won’t be needing your fake IDs.” She glanced askance at her brother Telk. “Looks like, you might have done all that work for nothing, brother.”

Telk just grinned. “Story of my life.” He clapped his hands together. “So, what’s the gameplan? Anything else I need to do, or can I depart from this little rebel party of yours and go back to my day job?”

“We are not rebels,” Beryl stated flatly. “We’re…”

“We're just trying to survive under a government that doesn't want to let us," Jana offered helpfully.

“Exactly,” Beryl smugly agreed. “So go back to your ‘day job,’ Telk. Just, erm… keep yourself available for when we’re ready to go. We won’t need to hitch a ride this time, but we might need a distraction to take off without being harried.”

Telk nodded, kissed his sister goodbye, then said his farewells and left the apartment.

“Ok, so… Chandra Med.” Beryl perched herself on the edge of the chair and cleared the ornamental flowers off the coffee table in front of her. “Jana? You have the building plans handy?”

Reibe laughed. "We have them, Beryl. And a little something more."

Jana shook her head. "I didn't get..."

Beryl frowned. “Didn’t get what?” she asked Jana.

Jana frowned at Reibe. "We didn't go anywhere, or do anything to get the building plans. Where did you get them?"

"I have my sources," Rebe replied coolly, and behind her, Teser grinned.

"Nevermind where she got them, Jana. Let's see them," Beryl said to Reibe.

Reibe handed a slim card to Beryl... definitely not the building plans. She chuckled. "Whoops, sorry. That's the 'something more' I mentioned. Even if we didn't have the plans..." she paused here to take the card back and hand a datapad to Beryl, "... we would still get around ChandraMed without questions."

“Oh? Planning on using your ‘special skills’ to navigate once we’re inside?” Beryl asked.

Reibe snorted. "Nothing so complicated." She leaned back. "The Empire still considers me an ally. That card I just showed you is a high-level Imperial security clearance. Allows me quite literally anywhere I should wish to go... well, except for the Emperor's private room... though who'd want to go there? His face is that ugly, just imagine..." She shuddered. "Anyway, you two would be covered simply by being with me."

Beryl gave Reibe an odd sort of look. “As long as you’re not planning on betraying us.”

Reibe shrugged, again holding up the card. "This is about the only reason I was ever allied with the Empire," she explained. "It's a go anywhere, do anything, get out of jail free card. Beyond this, I need nothing more from them except for the occasional test of my loyalty, which serves to keep my clearance active." She winked at Beryl. "You're safe, doll."

"That explains how you get in," Jana interrupted. "What about Beryl and me?"

In response, Reibe handed identification papers to Jana. "That's you."

Frowning incredulously, Jana asked, "Jana Vailar?"

“Sisters?” Beryl s******ed. “How novel. This mission really is turning out to be a family affair all the way 'round.”

"Mother and daughter, actually," Reibe corrected, seeming to dismiss Beryl's 'family' comment. "Jana is to be my daughter, my apprentice. You won't need further ident..."

Daughter?” Beryl choked. “No offense, Reibe, but even though I know you’re older than you look, no one’s going to buy that you’re Jana’s mother.”

With an icy glare, Reibe once more extended the security clearance for Beryl to see. "You've never seen one of these before. For that reason, I'm going to give you some leeway that questioning Imperials would not get." She stood. "That doesn't mean I'm going to answer that question for you either."

She turned and began a slow pacing across the room. "As I was saying Beryl, you don't need further identification. Jana and I will merely state that you are part of our party and you won't be checked. A Force Sensitive 'friend' or 'pet' or whatever..."

Beryl’s jaw set, and she fought hard to quell the anger rising inside her from Reibe’s snarky comment. “Oh, hey, don’t worry about me, Reibe. I’ve got an Imperial uniform and a code cylinder, remember? Lower level security than yours I’m sure, but it’ll get me in without having to be a ‘pet’ for a high ranked hobnob.” She flashed a close-lipped grin. “But I digress.”

Beryl shifted in her seat. “Now then,” she turned her attention to the datapad, “whether it be in body bags or not, I think that Conn, Jeez, Cloud and Nic should go in with Noelle through the employee entrance. Conn and Noelle, being the smart, scientific doctory sorts that they are, should try and find the research results for this project, and sabotage them.” She locked eyes with Conn. “Don’t delete any files if you can help it. It’ll be better if the data is corrupted to make it look like the drug doesn’t work. That way, the Imps will be less likely to try the experiment again someplace else.

“Meanwhile, Teser, Reibe, Jana and I will go in through the main entrance.” She looked at Teser. “You do have an Imperial Ident, don’t you? Or do you have to be someone’s ‘pet’?”

"Much as I regret it now... yeah, I've got an Imp ident," Teser sighed. Winking at Jana, he added, "Though I can't say I'd have minded being her 'pet'."

Jana snorted. "Maybe next time."

Teser grinned. "Promise?"

“Can we just stick to the topic?! Please?” Beryl glared at her brother who merely shrugged a shoulder at her. “Right, so, it’s settled. We’ll all just go in through the front door.”

"And through the front door, we'll be demanding to inspect the place," Reibe said with a grin. "Every last square inch of it." She turned to Noelle. "Empire's been known to do that, haven't they? Yes, they have. So it'll work. Especially with my clearance. And once we're in, they'll let us do whatever we want." She smirked faintly and murmured, "I'm gonna love explaining this one to Palpatine..."

“Just make sure it’s after we destroy the supply stocks of this drug we’re looking for,” Beryl growled at Reibe. “Because that’s our part of the mission. Search and destroy.” She glanced at Noelle. “With as few casualties as possible, of course,” she added as an afterthought.

“What about me?” Sam asked eagerly, crossing the room and sitting in the chair next to Beryl. “What do I get to do?”

“Well, if my hunch is correct, and the Imperials are planning to release this drug into the general water supply of the city, here,…” Beryl pointed to a spot on the datapad map that wasn’t too far away from the main ChandraMed facility. “…then there must be a tunnel or something that the Imps could use to transport large quantities of the drug cocktail from the ChandraMed facility directly to the water treatment plant without alerting the Chandrillan authorities. Nic, Cloud and Jeez’s mission will be to search for the tunnel entrance from the ChandraMed side, and then destroy whatever distribution and tunnelling equipment the Imps have set up down there.” She looked up at Sam. “But, I’ve no doubt that both the tunnel and the treatment plant will be heavily guarded so the guys will need some kind of diversion. That’s where you and Jack come in.”

“Jack?” Sam’s brow raised. “You want me to work with… Jack?

Beryl stared at her. “Is that a problem?”

The normally confident Sam hesitated. “Well… no, but….”

"Let's just say they're not on the... friendliest of terms," Reibe offered, clearly amused.

“What sort of ‘diversion’ did you have in mind?” Sam asked.

Beryl shrugged a shoulder. “Be creative. Just make sure that whatever you do, that you attract the attention of the Imperials and not the local police force.”

Sam let out a contemplative sigh. “Gotcha.”

“So, that’s the plan,” Beryl said. “We should be able to stay in contact with one another through a secure channel on our comlinks. After you’ve each completed your missions, we’ll meet back here, or alternatively at the ship in the hanger bay if this place isn’t safe.

"Anyone have any questions? Because now’s the time to ask them.”


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After Beryl laid out the plan Nic went to the supplies and collected some of the things they may need to destroy the Imperial Equipment, a few compact high explosives, some remote detonators and a
field medical kit in case things went wrong. This didn’t take long so when the bags were ready and full he decided to get some alone time on the Apartment’s balcony.

He had to think things over and now was probably the only chance he’d get for a while especially with this mission coming up. Nic leant against the balcony rail and up into the nights sky, at all the stars, he liked looking into the universe it made him feel small and with that his problems also became small in comparison.

Cloud had been watching Nic for a few moments, he had known his friend was in pain for some time now and was burdened with it among many other things. The young Mechanic stepped forward over to the Balcony and leant in next to Nic.

“I have a Confession.” The Force sensitive stated looking out over the city.

“Yeah.” Nic Replied not taking his gaze off the Stars. “If it’s about you always overestimating your repair times so you come across as a genius... I had a hunch.”

“No not that.” He Laughed. “I Um... Followed you and Jeezs today.”

“Why?”

“You know, I’m a Sneaky son of a Schutta.” Cloud laughed remembering the conversation the two had before Nic was taken by his brother. “I heard what that Cleric said about the prophecies, and your destiny.”

“I wouldn’t take any notice of that.” Nic suggested smiling. “Guy’s old... Probably losing his marbles.”

Cloud Laughed again. “I always liked that about you, whenever anyone gets serious ,you make joke.” The mechanic informed before a long pause. “You know I didn’t always like you. First Couple years on Echo I thought you were Arrogant scruffy looking nerf herder, Hells, I only stuck around because of Aerith.”

“Well love makes you do crazy things.”

“Yeah. Now Aerith she always use to say that there was something about you, something special... I never saw it.” Cloud paused againg and breathed deeply. “Until after she died, the it was clear to me, you’re someone we can trust in the bad time, someone who’ll risk his own life to save an others, someone who could save us all.”

“I can’t save myself.” Nic stated finally turning to look at him. “Don’t put your faith in me.” He stood up and began to walk back inside. “C’mon, let’s play galactic Hero.” Nic Walked inside and went to get his things leaving Cloud on the Balcony.

“We stopped playing it along time ago.” He said quietly to himself before turning to follow Nic.
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Beryl stood in front of the full-length mirror as she adjusted her Imperial uniform. Even though it wasn’t as comfortable as her usual tank top and trousers, after having worn it day after day while on Carida she felt completely at ease in it.

While she carefully placed her security code cylinder on her shirt, she caught a glimpse of Conn standing behind her and she grinned at his reflection.

“So, think I’ll pass inspection?” she asked him.

Conn smoothed a wrinkle out of his white lab coat before responding. "You look like every other Imperial Navy lieutenant," he said, tossing her the dark short-brimmed cap that completed her outfit. "More attractive than most, but just like every other. Which is what we're counting on."

Beryl put the cap on and smiled at him. “Just so you know, Conn, I’m not splitting us all up because I’m jealous of your new friend.” She carefully glanced at Noelle, who was patiently waiting in the living room. “It’s so when Reibe betrays us, I can have all our bases covered. If one of our teams fail, the mission can still succeed.”

He frowned at the word 'betray'. "What makes you think she's going to do that?" Conn asked.

Beryl lowered her voice. “You don’t think it’s a little too convenient for her to have unlimited security access?” She raised a dubious eyebrow. “C’mon. Something’s going to happen, something bad, and when it does, I want you and the others safely someplace else so that you can shut this project down.”

Conn crossed his arms. "I don't like this, Beryl," he told her, shaking his head. "You make it sound like you're going into a trap. If you suspect something's going to go wrong, then we should try to prevent it. I don't want to lose anyone in this operation, especially you."

Beryl grinned surreptitiously. “Don’t worry about me. I’ve got a trump card to play, if I need it. The important thing is shutting down this project. If the Imperials are successful with it here, they’ll use it elsewhere. And then we’ll all lose.”

She looked into his eyes for a moment, then said, “You know, I really appreciate all you’ve done for me. Things have been crazy. I’ve been crazy. And the Imps, well… they’ve just been being their normal, overbearing, domineering selves.” She snorted. “Heck, you could have been half-way across the Galaxy by now. Setting up your own private practice, or….” She shrugged a shoulder. “What I’m trying to say, is thank you, Conn. You’ve stuck by me when you didn’t have to. Maybe after this is all over we can…” She scowled slightly, as if suddenly recalling an unpleasant memory, but it soon passed. “…talk about more pleasant things.”

He gave her a small, grim smile. "I'd like that," he replied. "Just be careful, okay? Don't take any unneeded risks. And watch your back."

“You do the same.” This was followed by another quick glance, no more than a flick of her eyes, in Noelle’s direction.

Conn caught the movement of Beryl's eyes towards Noelle. "I will. But I do trust Noelle, so you needn't worry about her." He glanced towards the younger woman across the way, then pursed his lips thoughtfully. "It's funny though...when you flipped out earlier, I detected surprise and alarm from pretty much everyone...except her. I actually can't detect much of anything from her, truth be told."

“Really.” She lowered her voice a bit. “Then it won’t surprise you that I can’t sense anything from her either. And I mean anything.” She glanced over at a potted plant sitting on a shelf. “Even that has tiny Force ripple. But, from her? Nothing. She’s hiding something, though I don’t know how or why.” A pause. “Actually, I don’t really care how or why, just as long as she does what she said she was going to do.” Her eyes raked over Conn’s lanky figure. “So, have you decided if you’re going in as a corpse, a visitor, or a new employee?”

"I'd think the lab coat would be a giveaway," Conn said, smoothing out his sleeve again. "I'm riding a body bag in, though." At Beryl's dubious look, he chuckled lightly. "Security checks people coming in, but they don't check people going out. The less people they see coming in, the better. I ride a body bag in, walk out."

She smiled. “I don’t know why I was worried about you. You’ll do fine.”

Conn nodded. "We've all got to succeed if we really want to take down the Empire's scheme. I just hope Noelle and I are able to find what we need and do something about it to do our part."

Beryl checked herself in the mirror one final time. “Well, guess I’m as ready as I’m ever going to be. Let’s get going.”


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"I'm glad to hear you so ready, Ms. Quitaan," Reibe said sharply, almost sarcastically as she entered. "Looking like quite the Imperial, you are." Reibe herself did not seem to have changed anything about her outfit, still wearing the black leather... but she had affixed a small patch on the right side of the neck of the outfit. Almost unnoticeable, this little patch was a silver-lined black 'S' curled around the left side of a fully silver 'H'.

"Come along," she said, turning in the doorway to leave. "Jana and your brother are waiting."

Indeed, when they entered the main living room, they found Teser and Jana there. Teser seemed to have fully gotten into the role of Imperial brat. In that role, he appeared to be attempting to hit on Jana, who was significantly less comfortable. Dressed much like Reibe, but without the 'SH' patch, she stood ramrod straight, dismissing Teser's advances even more stiffly.

"I don't know how you manage wearing this thing as often as you do," Jana said irritably to Reibe, cutting Teser off midsentence. Reibe chuckled.

"If we'd had more time, I'd have been able to do a better job fitting it to you," she said. Then, she handed one of the two lightsabers on her belt to Jana. "There. That will complete your outfit."

Jana clipped it to her own belt without looking at it. "We're ready then. Let's get this over with."


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Looking in front of the mirror in his room, Jeez sighed to himself. He could sense trouble ahead, but it was difficult to sense exactly what was going on. Closing his eyes, he could feel a comforting presense that was very familiar. "How come I could never sense you like this whenever you were alive?" Jeez commented aloud as a smile crept at the corners of his mouth.

You were the one who severed our bond in the Force, remember? Ryshana's voice replied in Jeez's head. Although she was nowhere to be seen, their bond had remained strong even after Ryshana's death. It was as if Jeez could communicate with her anytime he wanted simply by concentrating ever so slightly on the Force that flowed through him. However, even he could sense that there could be other advantages aside from constant communication.

"Yes, I remember," Jeez stated as the smile faded slightly. "I just didn't think it would've been so absolute. Oh well, that's all behind us now."

Perhaps, Ryshana replied. Our bond now is such that it could be broken if you were to lose your concentration.

"But you're one with the Force. Even if that were to happen, I could still find you again," Jeez replied. "I have to wonder, though, is there something else that could come of this bond?" Pausing for a moment, Jeez could feel a bit of darkness begin to settle on him. "I mean, I'm not looking for more power, but what if I need more power to resolve a situation? Is there something more to this than just simple communication?"

Our bond is something unique, Jeez. When we were able to reform our bond just before my death, we were able to impart strength to each other through the Force. Since our bond still exists, I have no doubt that we could still do the same, Ryshana replied. I sense that much will be revealed soon enough. For now, just know that I will always be with you. If you need strength in dark times, I will be here.

Nodding his head, Jeez then adjusted his new outfit. It was more or less your standard civilian garb, but Jeez had paid extra attention to make sure that it would blend in with the styles of the locals. Taking his lightsaber, Jeez paused for a moment as he looked over at his small pack of items. Reaching over, he took the pack and removed a small, round cylinder. Pressing a button on one end, an image of Ryshana popped up as a small, blue hologram. She was smiling as she had done so many times in the past, and Jeez couldn't stand but to smile right back at the hologram. Depressing the button, the image flicked off, and Jeez placed the cylinder inside one of his pockets near his lightsaber.

Taking another quick look in the mirror, Jeez nodded to himself in satisfaction and headed out the door leading to the common room.

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Noelle stood up as she observed Nic and Cloud return from the balcony, looking ready to go. Another door opened, and Jeez appeared from a side room, also looking prepared. Beryl and Conn entered the common room soon afterwards, both blondes looking steeled and determined. She took a few steps toward the front door before turning around to address them.

"If you would follow me," Noelle called out, addressing those who were to come with her. "I'll take you back to my apartment, it's fairly close to the facility. You can stay there until I procure body bags to take you in." She nodded towards Beryl. "We'll contact you via comlink to let you know when we're ready to move."
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Beryl eyed Reibe and then Noelle, nodding at both of them in turn. Truth be told, she didn't trust either of them, but at this very moment, even though she couldn't yet 'feel' anything from the pretty scientific friend of Conn's, she trusted her a lot more than she trusted Reibe. Problem was she was also fairly certain that Reibe knew this.

"Fine," Beryl replied to Noelle. "The four of us," she glanced at Reibe, Jana, and her brother Teser, "will just have ourselves a leisurely stroll to the facility while we wait for your call. After all, we're Imperials, right? We've no need to rush or sneak about."

She shifted her position, coming to a parade rest stance with her hands clasped behind her back, and stared at Reibe for a moment, then Jana, but then frowned when her eyes reached Teser. "You missed a button on your shirt," she pointed out to him. She wasn't being facetious, but completely genuine as her Imperial training surfaced once again.

Teser looked down at his shirt, then glanced warily at the others. "Yes, sir," he said to his sister while he fixed the problem. "Ready now?"

Beryl nodded to the door. "After you," she said to Reibe. "You're the senior officer. I'm just a 'pet,' remember?"

As Reibe led the way, Beryl winked at Conn, tapping a thumb against her back as she followed the trio out the apartment door. She had her lightsaber concealed just under the waistband of her trousers and was trying to let him know without broadcasting the fact to the others, as she had confessed to him her fears of Reibe's potential betrayal just moments earlier. "Good luck," she said to him and the others.


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Conn caught Beryl's gesture and nodded to her slightly. He still wasn't comfortable at all with the arrangements, but there was nothing he could do to change them at this point, so all he could do was hope.

He joined Noelle at the door along with the three other men. "Let's go," he told the young willowy woman.

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"Convenient to have a medical supply store just a few buildings down, huh?" Conn asked Noelle as they walked down the streets of Hanna City. They'd left Jeez, Nic and Cloud at Noelle's apartment while they went to procure the body bags. Conn had gone along with her after assuring Nic that he would make sure she didn't double cross them.

"I've found it comes in handy," Noelle replied, leading the way into the store from the sidewalk. "ChandraMed provides me with an expense account for the various things I require in my work."

"Handy indeed," Conn said in agreement. "I don't suspect body bags are a hot item, though."

Noelle shook her head. "No, but that doesn't mean Darby doesn't keep them around."

"Darby?"

Noelle gestured to the back of the store where a tall Vurk stood, arms crossed and observing the customers. "Darby Semaj. He owns the place."

"Ah," Conn said, comprehending. "Don't suppose he gives you discounts, does he?"

"It won't matter after we're done," Noelle said, eerily calm.

Conn grimaced. "I suppose you're right. Let's get this over with."




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Reibe laughed at Beryl's 'pet' remark. "Not a pet," she corrected. "You don't dress a pet up in a uniform. You're one of the little people, though, the ones we high-ranked operatives can't be bothered to remember the names of."

"Speaking of names," Jana said suddenly, "who is Teser supposed to be?"

Just as Teser was about to reply, Reibe interrupted with, "Doesn't matter. He's a little person too." As they 'strolled along', she went on, "You see, Jana, you've really got to dig into the role. You're self-absorbed, arrogant, and determined to have it your way, and if anyone gets in your way, they've entirely deserved what comes to them."

Jana rolled her eyes. "Bit early to be into the act, don't you think?"

Immediately, Reibe shoved Jana into the wall. "No! We're in public, you must be seen for what we say you are."

Putting on a surly sneer, Jana rebounded off the wall, coming to stand on Reibe's other side. "Yes, Master," she growled. Reibe smirked.

"That's more like it," she approved. "Come along, then. We've got a little trek ahead of us, don't we?"

Taking the lead, she assumed the role of Imperial operative/royal pain. She completely ignored Beryl and Teser, speaking only to Jana, even when Teser ventured to ask her a question (which wasn't often). Finally, they came into view of the ChandraMed facility and Reibe stopped.

"There it is," she told Jana. "Bright and shining on the outside; just a bit dingy where no one will care to look, but that's why we're here. Unscheduled Imperial inspection. Happens all the time. Puts people on edge, so once all our little friends are in, the facility's full focus should be on us. Makes it easier for people to sneak about, yeah?" She grinned and turned to Beryl and Teser.

"Alright," she told them. "This is the last time until this is all over that I'll directly acknowledge your existence as Human beings. If you have any questions, ask them now."


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Sitting quietly in Noelle's apartment, Jeez concentrated on the Force in meditation. Meanwhile, an anxious Cloud could do nothing but pace the floor. Diverting his concentration, Jeez focused on Cloud for a moment. "You're too tense," Jeez commented without opening his eyes.

Shaking his head, Cloud replied, "I know, but its just.. something. I don't know." Standing still for a moment, he concentrated on the Force himself. "Its just too foggy. I can't make sense of things."

"Relax first. Your body is making it difficult for your mind to concentrate," Jeez replied.

"That's not my point. I was relaxed earlier when I felt the same thing. I haven't gone into a situation nor a mission without some kind of foresight," Cloud commented as he continued to pace the floor.

"Yeah, well you're making me nervous. I'm with Jeez on this one: relax," Nic commented.

Sighing sharply in frustration, Cloud took a deep breath and sat down across from Jeez. "If it makes you feel any better, I don't know how things are going to turn out myself," Jeez stated as he finally opened his eyes to look at Cloud. "Then again, you shouldn't need that kind of reassurance. You have to be confident in yourself and the Force."

"Well, I guess it would help if those two would hurry up and get back," Cloud replied as he tried to relax. "Not that I'm really wanting them to get back so soon. I'm not exactly looking forward to my next role as a corpse in a claustrophobic body bag."

"What about you, Nic? You think you're ready to play the role of a dead man?" Jeez asked.


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Nic sat leaning back on a chair with his feet resting on top of a desk, he looked up from cleaning his blaster pistol and over to the two meditating Jedi. “Fortunately I’ve had experience with the real thing so I should do fine.” The captain replied unusually relaxed. He held his gun outwards and looked down the sights. “Of course chances are something will go wrong and we’ll all be playing dead methodically.”
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"That's reassuring," Cloud commented dryly as he sighed to himself and began to focus on the Force. Trying to relax, Cloud decided to do something he hadn't done for a long time. Focusing on his lightsaber, he pulled it out of its pouch with the Force. Levitating it in front of him, he slowly began to disassemble it in mid-air. Small screws slowly began to unwind effortlessly and slide out of their sockets. Piece by piece, the lightsaber slowly began to come apart almost as if it was becoming a three dimensional blow-up diagram.

Finally, the lightsaber was completely disassembled, and it began to slowly rotate in mid-air. The pieces then seemed to swirl, and the neat order quickly began to almost melt away. The rotation then got faster and faster, and the pieces quickly became a jumbled mess all swirling around in mid-air.

Then, pieces began to shoot down to a location near Cloud's right hand one by one. The pieces were snapping into place in their proper locations even as the swirling mass of parts continued to rotate almost violently. Within several seconds, though, the swirling mass was noticeably smaller, and the lightsaber was already taking on a recognizeable form.

Then, as quickly as it began, the nearly complete lightsaber floated up in front of Cloud just as the last little screws began to sink into their proper locations. With the lightsaber now done, it quickly moved back to its original location in Cloud's pouch. Able to focus on the Force, Cloud decided to focus more on the here and now. His senses could acutely detect just about everything in the room, and for the first time in a while, he was finally able to relax.


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"Alright," Reibe told them. "This is the last time until this is all over that I'll directly acknowledge your existence as Human beings. If you have any questions, ask them now."

Beryl raised an eyebrow at Reibe, then placed a finger in her ear and gave it a shake as if she were trying to clear her ear canal of water. "Must be a lingering side-effect from those drugs...." She looked at her brother. "I think I'm having an auditory hallucination, Tes," she told him sotto voce. "I could have sworn that 'the Empress Valar' here spoke to us. To us, not at us, mind."

Teser said nothing, mindful that Reibe was still essentially his boss and quite aware that she could put him out of commission if she chose to, but he still bit back a grin at his sister's acidic tone. "I don't have any questions, sir," he said to Reibe.

"I do," Beryl said, still looking at Teser, "but I doubt a lowly peon like me would get any straight answers from her majesty, so there's really no point in asking them." She flashed a sardonic grin at Reibe. "No questions, sir. Lead the way."

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Inside a small conference room of the ChandraMed building, Facility Manager Brechin Tal greeted his guests. "I'm very sorry, sirs," he apologized to them, seemingly a bit flustered as he hurriedly tapped buttons on the small computer affixed to the small podium. "Had I been expecting you, I would have arranged a more suitable meeting space."

"That's quite alright, Mr. Tal," said Admiral Quitaan as he sat in one of the chairs. "Major Payne and I are quite used to 'basic' provisions. As is Doctor Ferrana," he added.

A chart with figures appeared on the display console on the far wall. "But production is going to plan, on-time and on schedule. The first batch of the formula has been produced and is ready for dispatch, as requested, but we still haven't received the data from you regarding the effects on repeated human exposure to the substance, so I cannot issue a Class I safety certificate yet. Unless I can get you to sign off on a waiver, Doctor?"

"That won't be a problem," Dr. Ferrana replied. "Our study is very nearly complete, and the Emperor has taken a personal interest in this project and will make certain that the product does what it is supposed to do without undue risk to any Imperial citizens."

Tal grinned at the thought of the Emperor having a rodent problem. "You know, I find it mildly amusing that the Empire has ordered the product in such high quantities. I'm not complaining," he added. "We don't usually produce substances like this, but government production contracts are always welcome in the current economic climate. I just wasn't aware that the Empire's military had such a huge vermin problem."

"When uncontrolled, small vermin have a tendency to cause large problems, Mr. Tal," Admiral Quitaan replied coolly.

"Must say that it's a novel approach to the problem," Brechin Tal commented. "Making the little buggers so passive that they stop foraging for food? Brilliant."

The image on the screen changed to display some bar graphs.

"Now, we still haven't completed the tests on the after-effects, but preliminary lab studies indicate a high propensity for addiction and consequently hyper-aggression upon withdrawal of the substance. So, basically the creatures would either be too passive to do anything on their own with the substance, or so aggressive that they would tear each other apart when it's taken away. Quite an efficient, yet non-evasive method of extermination, I must say."

"And cost effective?" Major Payne inquired.

"Oh, yes," Brechin Tal agreed. "Very cost effective. Per one hundred measured doses, the cost is less than twenty credits when mass produced on such a scale as we have done."

"Well worth it, if the end result is what we've predicted it to be," said the Admiral, giving a knowing look in Dr. Ferrana's direction. "Is there any other information, Mr. Tal, that you need to disseminate to us before we take the first batch away for... final testing?"


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With a roll of her eyes, Reibe shot back, "It's Vailar," and led the little group toward ChandraMed. Again, she fell back into the role, speaking only with Jana and in all other ways, ignoring Beryl and Teser. When they reached the front doors, Reibe showed her clearance and was immediately admitted. The guards were a little less eager to let the rest of the group in, but Reibe wheeled on them irritably.

"We are here to perform an inspection," she snapped. "This is my daughter, Jana, my apprentice. These two are..." She paused for half a second before continuing, "... well, that hardly matters. They're part of my team. If you're unwilling to let them in, I should remind you that this clearance allows me to end your lives here and now without consequence." To Jana she said, "Show them your clearance..."

Jana complied, managing to look sufficiently put out at having to withdraw her own clearance. After seeing Jana's clearance a second time, the guards let them through. Then, Reibe turned to Jana. "We brought your little people along because they have the schematics for the place. Ask them where we ought to start."

Jana turned to Beryl and Teser and demanded sharply, "Starting location."


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