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 Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2005 9:36 pm
Atra's visage became more sinister as she tightened her grip.
"The step to Knighthood demands knowledge," she said lowly, "more than just application."
She brushed off a small crowd that had gathered around the duo.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2005 9:38 pm
Draiman: Ye..yes Ma'am...
He fell upon one knee, his eyes where closed as small bolts went around his bicips slightly, saliva came from the corner of his mouth and dripped upon the ground as he groaned then grunted a bit, his head jolted as he looked back up to her slightly then his head fell back down.
Draiman: We..were...sh..shou..should I start?...Ma'am..
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2005 9:47 pm
"The archives," Atra said flatly before dropping the Force choke. She turned on her heels and the small cluster of workers parted so she could get through without any problems.
She barked a command at them to return to their evening duties and they scurried off to make her words true.
As she walked to her quarters, she made quirps to certain workers about starting a landscape search to comb the desert for whatever remained from the crash interception that had taken place earlier today.
Finally, she found herself at her door, which she had neglected to close an hour ago when she last left. Her senses, which she now unveiled again, felt the same cold comfort that she'd so loved this room for.. no one, save the Dark Lord himself had entered it yet.
She reveled in the masochistic feeling before changing into her sleeping clothes and allowing herself to fall into the sweet, Force-filled visions of sleep.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2005 9:53 pm
He coughted a bit, some others around would help him up, but he couldn't allow it, he pushed them away by using the Force, five students flew into the wall hard as Steven slowly stood up, he ached, his eyes closed tightly as he shouted a bit, he held his stomach area and stumbled out of the room.
Draiman: Archives...
He slumbed his way towards it as Students would watch him, as if the Dark Lord herself killed him and he came back to life, they didn't understand why she did it, but none of them could bare it, what he could, he kept limping towards it as he looked back to watch her.
Draiman: She lives alone?..
He took notice of her pausing and stopped himself until she went inside and the door closed.
Student: You shouldn't be heading any where in your condtion, should head to Med Bay..
Draiman: I'm fine..
His right arm felt numb, and tingling, but he continued to head to the Archives, in no time, he would start his Training no matter what, nothing could hold him back that strong, what ever he touched, was consumed.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2005 11:07 pm
((Dude, Xiao that was just harsh xd ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 4:09 am
Dackk left the area not really wanting to see what was gonna go down. A kid gets force pushed the choked nearly to death then stepped on. Blah blah blah smae ole same ole. He instead this time headed to the archives where some of his favorite books were kept. Frankly the stories of the old Sith masters were the most interesting thing on this dead rock. Hell he hadn't seen a good reprensentation of color in maybe a year or so. Maybe when his training was fully complete he'd venture forth and go somewhere else that suited his fancy.
On the way to the archive he just looked around and as usual started fumbling with his saber. It was something to do to pass the time. Only this time he was out in the open hallways tossing it up and catching it as if everyday was sunday. He liked to keep things casual. Not so many formalities when one is alone in hallways with their saber.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 2:46 pm
The assorted crew of the shuttle that had been waiting for dark, finally came outside when the sun set. They had to look around for some sort of permanant shelter and a food source. They only had one E-11, and a few blasters. If anything big, like a Kyrat Dragon or something were to attack them, they would be effed to the maximum.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 2:47 pm
Atra had woken hours before sunrise, after gracing herself with minimal amounts of sleep. Clad in morning garb that no one, save close freinds, had ever seen. She prided herself in keeping her morning duries seperate from those of the afternoon, evening, and night. Now was the time when she exposed herself to menial Temple duties-- namely, janetorial.
Although her Temple held quite a diverse staff, Atra often found that their best simply wasn't good enough. After her waking, she often spent the early morning hours roaming the hallways, combing through the staff's duties done that night. Most of the time it was merely a question of organization, but in the rare occasion that something did run haywire, this time was spent dealing with the cause.
With an approving nod to no one in particular, she gave her approval to her staff-- mainly non-Force users.
This out of her way, Atra headed back to her quarters, where she would clean and prepare herself for the coming day.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 3:14 pm
((Ish j00 looking for the remains of teh ship?))
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 3:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 5:48 pm
Outside, Steve was training once agian, he was raising many large bolders in the air, many recruits watched, so see how it was done, many of them in awe and some just said it was foolish and they could do it.
Steve grunted a bit as more sweat ran down his face, there where six large massive bolders, it looked a bit diffrent this time, he looked like he did go asleep, he looked like a Jedi slightly, he looked more human, but surly he was dark inside.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 5:57 pm
The Imperial researchers who had been wondering for almost an hour now, saw something that made all of them think they had been out in the sun for waaaay to long. They saw several large boulders floating in the air. The female broke out her binoculars after everyone had a drink of water. She zoomed in on the rocks, part of them was blocked by a large sand dune. One of the researchers started taking pictures, it was amazing. Had they founf some sort of gravity well on a planet? Or maybe a monument on a city.
Assuming the second, they put their gear away and started sprinting towards the distant floating rocks. They were saved, or so they thought.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 7:02 pm
As the bolders stayed hovering high in the air, Steve sighed a bit, he had his right hand extended towards the sky, his left hand was placed under his coat as he took out his single hilt saber.
He took in a deep breath as the saber extended, the red trade mark saber, the sith trade mark was unleashed, he soon placed a tight grip upon the saber and then threw it at the bolders, it went spinning threw the air.
He guided the saber while controling to hold the bolders up in the sky for dear life, he was of course all about strength training, the saber sliced threw each bolder, quickly too, then came back to him, he then sighed as the bolders broke into two pieces.
As they broke into two pieces he threw his sabes her agian as it divded the bolders many times before he took the saber, he had no control left as he fell upon his knees gasping for air as the many rock pieces fell to the ground, feeling like an earth quake.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 7:08 pm
The researchers were starting up another dune, so they couldnt see the work of brilliant sabering, but they sure as hell felt the boulders impact with the ground. They were all dumped on their rears, they assumed it was their ship's systems finally giving out and exploding. They turned around slowly to find that there was infact no cloud of somoke, and no shroom of debris. Had their pursuers found the ship and opened fire on it? They all stumbled back to their feet, some helping the others. Within seconds they were on the move again.
Nothing could prepare them for what they were about to not only see, but feel.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 8:05 pm
A light tremor shook the grounds, and Atra couldn't help but trace it to the origin. She was mildly suprised when she discovered that it was indeed Draiman's doing. She raised her eyebrows, having just stepped out of her quarters, looking and feeling much cleaner and healthier.
Her stride as well was a smooth march, polished boots making a distinct ringing on the Temple's stone corridors. She held her posture, gloved hands clasped behind her back. Her swift pace made her destination obvious-- she was headed for the control web again.
Upon reaching one of the rooms, she again hung in the shadows cast by the doorway. The room's occupants immediately stood, some giving a militaristic salute, others merely averting their gazes.
Atra smiled rather good-naturedly before she spoke. "Have you any information yet?" Of course, she was referring to the recent crashing of a ship in the sector. She pursed her lips, her smile fading to a pouty curve as she awaited an answer.
The answer, of course, was the one she'd been expecting. "No, Mistress. Dreshdae claims that they can search for it, but--"
Any hint of a smile on her face sizzled out as her eyes narrowed. "The only thing Dreshdae is good for is supplies and communications. Their leadership lacks, and thus, so do their task forces."
The worker nodded. "Of course."
"Furthermore, I told you to find it; not Dreshdae." That being said, she strode out of the room again, as casual as ever.
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