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He could see it, inside of her mind. It was scary by all means, but great. A constant whirring of thoughts and images, flying by at unthought of speeds. Some were beautiful, creations of Nini herself, others terrible and hellish. He could feel her past, being orpaned, nearly dying once more to Tuskan Raiders, living in the sand and gently losing sanity... and her reasoning for her hatred of Jedi. It was a combination of jealousy, envy, and utter hatred. Then there was one thought in the very back, an image kept tightly held down- her lonliness, '...can't admit it... not afraid... scared... alone... again...' Then suddenly the link was severed and Nini lied half concious on the floor across the ship, panting hard and crying, "Nnnhhaaaa..... mother... owww...." Her eyes rolled for a second then locked once more on Aryx. She rose, very wobbily and unsurely, and approached him, "You... had something for me...?" And as he looked into her eyes he could see something scary yet familiar... himself.

She looked at it. To her it was a symbol of hate... but she knew it meant something to Aryx, so she continued to look at it, making some meaning and worth to it. She gently took it and studied it, narrowing her eyes as she scrutinized it deeply, "You made this..?" She lifted it to her nose and sniffed it, then licked it lightly.

She actually seemed to appreciate the gift of sorts as she looked at it. She looked at her shorts a moment, then slid the saber into a beltloop where it hung at her side. She once again returned her attention to Aryx, "Were we going somewhere, or did ya just wanna sit around on the ship cause if you do that's cool with me cause I used to do things like that all the time but then again that was considered stowing away which I think is illegal but I don't really care cause..." She continued to babble on incessantly.

He sighed, her words wer enothign more then fading whispers to him as he retreate dinto his mind and bathed in his own thoughts. He slumped down ito the pilots chair, his hand over his face cast down. These emotions, what he saw, he was peacing it toghether as best he could but was ultimetly coming up with nothing. He looked up at Nini, her lips moved but no word emited form he rmouth. He watched as she moved about the ship rambling on about what ever it was she was saying. He focused on her, squinting, as though it would give him some further understanding of her. And then it dawned on him. He sat back, and astonished look on his face. "You do not even understand your self...do you? Trully and with out a jest, you do not understand yourself..."

he slumped further down in his chair. She couldn't be right. Knowledge such as that was impossible and too complex to know, she was lying. But...part if him knew she was telling the truth. A part of him that had either lain dorment, or only come into existent recently. He had glimpsed at her mind, a collosal wherlign wind of truths that would madden even the most intelegent beings in existence.

He looked up at her from his slumping position on the floor. He suddenly felt a surge of seethign anger. He was off his feet, both hands aroudn her neck and squeesing, liftign her toes off the floor before even he knew what was happening. Suddenly his expresion changed, he looked firghtened. He dropped her and backed away, looking down at his black gloved hands. "Nini..."

He slumped to his knees. This is what shame felt like. Shame and frustration. As hard as he dried he could not wrap his mind arount what it is that now, not only buzzed, but howeled inside his head. He just could not understand. These images in his head flashed back and forth, nothign more then haz and smoke. The moment he tried to concentrate on them they vanished. "Its not fair..."

He stood up, dustign himself off. He straightened out his hiroka and pulle his robe back over his shoulders, his face still at the ground. He balled his fists as he finished cleaning himself off. "Its not fair...what you gave me...I...can catch glimpses, but nothign more. Every time I reach for it I feel as though my mind bends ad twists...thretening to snap right in half."

he shivered as he looked into her eyes. Those eyes..."Those eyes..." They always contained a gleam of unrestrained chaos. He looked deep into them. He wondered how such a person can still remain...so sane. But Nini was not sane, not by the slightest. She was...not insane either. She was beyond it. The room around him melted away as he felt the blood form his face drain and his skin grow cold and sensative to the slightest pass of air from her moth and nose. Truth. Ultimate, unsaturated, unadulturated truth.

"Are we trully meant to know such a thing...?"

He could feel it. Tiny hair thin lines felt as though they spter webbed across the matter of his mind. Painfully shapr he fell to his hand and knees once more. His pupals dialted fully and the bare minimum of light in the cockpit became blinding. The confine sof his mind splintered, and through the cracks he could make out the images in a clearly frame. It was then as though nothing had happened. He saw it, understood it. His mind had fractured but not fully shattered. He could understand now what it was she had placed with in him, but there was no possibly way to convene what he knew by any means of comunication.