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 Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2014 9:25 am
Epoch WrenTaking a deep breath, Elyria was finally able to compose herself... Davth...you remember none of this?...Dawson..are you telling me he is your prisoner? ...At least you're alright now...we can "find" you lost memories when you return home... shifting her attention to Dawson you are releasing him aren't you...Davth managed to answer before the pirate this time, "I am afraid I remember only very little.... When the memories start there were trandoshans, we were attacked by some strange aliens, they, they just kept coming." he paused his mind flashing back to the horde of esh-ka, they were a seemingly unending force but he found a way to beat them, but at a cost. "We managed to fight our way past enough of them to escape into what must have been one of Dawson's patrols and the trandoshan who had survived with me..... he tried to fight them. The rest is just shuttle rides and this reunion." Dawson watched the je'daii as he recollected his side of the story, he made mental notes at the pauses, as well as where the je'daii left out details such as using the lightning, but said nothing about it atleast not yet.
"I would be willing to release him into your custody, however there are several stipulations. " he paused taking a breath before starting to make demands of the je'daii
"First, I am to be present at anytime you attempt to recover his memories, Where we found him is of a great deal of importance to me and mine. If someone sold us out we must know who so that we may deal with them appropriately.""Secondly, I want immunity for my men. I am a pirate and so are those that follow me. The way I understand it is that you and your lot are a bunch of guerrilla rebels, should you encounter any of the Flame of Vahl in your travels they are not to be harmed." "Finally, I want one of those swords you all carry. My vibrorapier is well and good, however it just lacks the ability to slice cleanly through a bulkhead. I know, I know I have explosives but those are expensive and not to mention noisy."The pirate crossed his arms waiting some sort of reply from the je'daii, he did not suspect they would agree to his demands. However he did have one of their own on his ship and even thought he had no intention of harming the je'daii the others did not need to know that.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2014 1:51 pm
Epoch WrenDavth managed to answer before the pirate this time, "I am afraid I remember only very little.... When the memories start there were trandoshans, we were attacked by some strange aliens, they, they just kept coming." he paused his mind flashing back to the horde of esh-ka, they were a seemingly unending force but he found a way to beat them, but at a cost. "We managed to fight our way past enough of them to escape into what must have been one of Dawson's patrols and the trandoshan who had survived with me..... he tried to fight them. The rest is just shuttle rides and this reunion." Elyria nodded, completely in charge of herself now. There is much to discover I fear...at the moment I am just grateful you are unscathed and in good hands.
"I would be willing to release him into your custody, however there are several stipulations. " he paused taking a breath before starting to make demands of the je'daii Elyria eyes the Zeltron cautiously... Demands?...
"First, I am to be present at anytime you attempt to recover his memories, Where we found him is of a great deal of importance to me and mine. If someone sold us out we must know who so that we may deal with them appropriately.""Secondly, I want immunity for my men. I am a pirate and so are those that follow me. The way I understand it is that you and your lot are a bunch of guerrilla rebels, should you encounter any of the Flame of Vahl in your travels they are not to be harmed." "Finally, I want one of those swords you all carry. My vibrorapier is well and good, however it just lacks the ability to slice cleanly through a bulkhead. I know, I know I have explosives but those are expensive and not to mention noisy."The pirate crossed his arms waiting some sort of reply from the je'daii, he did not suspect they would agree to his demands. However he did have one of their own on his ship and even thought he had no intention of harming the je'daii the others did not need to know that. Elyria paced in the small cockpit as she listened to Dawson's demands, her index finger on her lips, her thumb on her chin....when he was finished, she stopped and sat in the Captain's chair, leaning forward on the console... I am but a simple Temple Master...I do not have the power to meet these demands..that is something for the Grand Master and the Council to decide...but..if I am to be honest...uncovering one's memories is not an interrogation as you would encounter with the Sith..it is basically a mind meld - it is not something one can share..sometimes it will be done in a group..if the memories are too alarming and painful it is too much for one to carry...but personally I can see no reason why we would not be willing to disclose your enemies...despite what you may think the Je'daii are peacekeepers..we do not enjoy war....
as for your second request...the rumors of Je'daii as guerrilla assassins are spread by the Empire..it is their wish to dominate and glut the Galaxy for their own lust for power and wealth...as I said...we are Peacemakers...we seek balance for all creatures...for all life..we realize there will always be good and evil...weak and strong..but we do our best to fight for the rights of the oppressed...to free all beings from tyranny..the only thing we rebel against is the oppression of the masses for no good but the Emperor's greed..if your men cause no harm to others there is no reason for us to take arms against them...that choice is yours..be mindful...we will not stand by idly if we suspect transgression against the weak....
as for your last "request she laughed softly and shook her head I could hand you my lightsaber..but it would do no good..a Je'daii blade carries the heart and soul of that Jed'aii it is forged through a journey of self-discovery..filled with trials and many dangers..if you possess the power of the Force..it will lead you..guide you through these obstacles..it will grow inside you and grant you unimaginable power...and as you journey...your heart will lead you to a crystal which is your alone...from there..the lightsaber is forged...by your own hands..it is more than a tool...more than a weapon...each lightsaber carries the Je'daii's very soul within........ she stood then The Grandmaster is aboard...you may speak to him if my words are not enough for Master Terva's release...you have shown yourself to be a friend...I do not believe you truly will do him harm...and...I also have felt signs of the Force within you...perhaps it is simply the nature of your race...but there is the possibility you can have what you desire...what say you?
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2014 10:29 pm
Wonyky Coruscant - Temple - Lower Levels Vic was already back on his level. What he would call his domain in the temple. In reality it was a mess of labs, training grounds, and other things that are all focused here. He stopped at two guards that were talking to each other in the middle of one of the many hallways that were the passages of the lower levels. "Go down to the lower levels, there is a being that is injured and needs help to get to the infirmary. Tell them that I the High Lord sent you." The two guards saluted and ran off to do there given task. As Skandaronous slowly worked his way to the lifts, two guards came running up and did a small salute. "The High Lord told us to come help you to the medical bays Sir! How can we be of assistance?" Skandaronous pondered that for a moment. Why would that man send aid to someone who tested his patience too much. Skandaronous knew it wasn't for pity. Then the idea struck him that every tool had it's uses. Tools were no good if they did not function properly or were in poor repair. So that was it! I am now one of the tools to use at his disposal since I pledged myself to him as an disciple. "Fine then one of you go get the lift ready and the other lend me your arm till we get to the Medical Ward. I will not be subject to dishonor for having to lean on two shoulders." "Sir!" They exclaimed as the rushed to their tasks. Even tough Skandaronous was holding onto the guard's arm, he still stood up to his full height and walked proudly until they got to the Medical Ward. "You two are dismissed." He told them as the robotic medical attendant walked up. In a tinny voice it said: "The medical treatment required for these wounds will cost you 100 hundred credits for every hour. It will take a maximum three hours to heal you." It then extended a datapad with several documents on the screen. "Sign these before preceding to the bacta tank. We need your written consent to begin bacta treatment for this level of injuries. You will be charged accordingly when your treatment is over." Skandaronous the the pad and signed where he was supposed to without uttering a sound. They then led him to the bacta tank where he began his treatment.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 6:47 pm
Coruscant - Temple - Lower Levels
Vic was at the door of his offices and punched in the four-digit code that was required to open the door. When the door opened, Pikit was there waiting for him.
"Any particular reason why you are here?" Vic asked the Trandoshan.
"No." He hissed.
"Alright." He said with a small wave of his right hand before making his way to his chair on the other side of his desk.
"Pikit, I want to make something clear. Out of all the head scientists that I have under my employ, I trust you the most. But what I don't trust is finding someone in my offices when I am not around. Now let me reiterate myself, Why were you here when I was not?!" The trandoshan shuddered slightly in fear. Pikit knew he was too valuable to kill, but not torture. He knew that Vic hired some Jedi Spies once who pretended to be scientists, and Vic knew that they were spies. Vic only let them in, only long enough to let them feel like they successfully infiltrated the facility. Then the spies were tortured. They were tortured for so long that they even forgot there own names. But the spies were never killed, no matter how much they begged.
What became of them afterwards, Pikit knew not. Only that they were shipped away to some off planet research facility where they may have been experimented on or tortured even more. The one thing that Pikit did know is that he didn't want to end up like them.
"I was in here to tamper with the records to give myself more vacation days to go hunting."
"Was that so hard?" Vic said sarcastically.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 9:57 am
The Je'daii Master gave her a caring smile as she closed her eyes once he scooped her up into his arms. She was a wisp of a thing compared to his large frame, so the young lady was quite easy to carry as Master Endar made his way through the corridors to the medbay. Stepping through the doorway, he gently laid her onto a gurney as he summoned the medical droid. "She has a slight head injury," he informed the droid. Finding a seat near the gurney, the droid looked at the old master quizzically to which he responded, "I'll be staying with her until her injuries are assessed and treatment begun."
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 10:34 pm
Epoch WrenThe Grandmaster is aboard...you may speak to him if my words are not enough for Master Terva's release...you have shown yourself to be a friend...I do not believe you truly will do him harm...and...I also have felt signs of the Force within you...perhaps it is simply the nature of your race...but there is the possibility you can have what you desire...what say you?Corvin heard the tail end of this exchange as he returned to the cockpit. "The Grandmaster is tending to one of our passengers" he said as he entered, "But if what Master Stone says is true, and you are indeed Force sensitive, then perhaps there is much more we can offer you than simply a lightsaber!" He turned to Elyria then, his smile quirking at the side of her lips and an eyebrow raised in a way she could almost certainly associate with impending mischief, as he said "After all... in the eyes of the Empire, we're all criminals. If our interests align, it might be worth talking to the Council about an alliance. At the very least though, you could benefit from some formal training."
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 7:25 pm
Delirium of Dreams - CockpitThe Grandmaster is aboard...you may speak to him if my words are not enough for Master Terva's release...you have shown yourself to be a friend...I do not believe you truly will do him harm...and...I also have felt signs of the Force within you...perhaps it is simply the nature of your race...but there is the possibility you can have what you desire...what say you? "After all... in the eyes of the Empire, we're all criminals. If our interests align, it might be worth talking to the Council about an alliance. At the very least though, you could benefit from some formal training."Dawson raised his brow at the conversation "I have not the faintest of an idea about what you are talking about.... Training and what have you? As for the notion of being a criminal, in times of war I am effectively a privateer, as long as I do not attack imperial assets I am a valued member of society. In reality speaking to you is likely a crime, as for assisting on Voss and not immediately turning this je'daii over to the Emperor are both considered high treason. I risk much in attempting to help you, do keep that in mind" the zeltron walked around the holodisplay his arms crossed behind his back. " You have my offer, I shall call back in an hour, I hope you have an answer for us then." he reached out shutting off the transmission with the push of a button. Dawson was troubled at the notion of being force sensitive, but he was attempting to hide this from the others gathered in the room.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 11:09 pm
Epoch Wren"Privateer?" Corvin scoffed as soon as the com went dead, sliding into the cockpit so that he could guide the Wren on her final approach. "In my old line of work, that word used to mean 'idiot.'" He made the final course corrections, submitted instructions to Bleeper, and guided both ships into a shallow bank toward the starport. "If he believes he's not expendable, his dreams aren't all that are delirious.""Still..." he said, looking up at Elyria with a more serious expression, "If he truly is Force Sensitive, a worse fate than Zara's awaits a grown man if the Sith learn he's gotten mixed up in this... and if he insists on being present for Davth's healing, it's going to have to be here... which is probably the safest place for him to be. We'd best consult the Council quickly!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 4:38 pm
Epoch WrenStanding behind him as he glided the ship towards home, she had a gnawing urge to run her fingers through his hair...chastising herself, she focused on the sight before her "Still..." he said, looking up at Elyria with a more serious expression, "If he truly is Force Sensitive, a worse fate than Zara's awaits a grown man if the Sith learn he's gotten mixed up in this... and if he insists on being present for Davth's healing, it's going to have to be here... which is probably the safest place for him to be. We'd best consult the Council quickly!"
she nodded Master Endar is here..he has much to bring before the Council...we'll get his advice...but if Davth's life is a stake...tho' I don't believe they seriously mean to harm him...there is no choice...to bring so many outsiders to Tython...it worries me....
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 6:47 pm
Epoch Wrenshe nodded Master Endar is here..he has much to bring before the Council...we'll get his advice...but if Davth's life is a stake...tho' I don't believe they seriously mean to harm him...there is no choice...to bring so many outsiders to Tython...it worries me....Corvin's eyes were focused on the monitors, dials, and instruments as atmospheric reentry caused the cockpit window to glow from heat, but soon the clouds opened up before them and the brilliance of the temples lay before them. " Events are moving faster than we are..." he said, adjusting slightly for final approach. " I think we may not have much of a choice. I'll have us on the ground in ten minutes... would you mind getting Endar up to speed?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 7:57 pm
Epoch Wren. " Events are moving faster than we are..." he said, adjusting slightly for final approach. " I think we may not have much of a choice. I'll have us on the ground in ten minutes... would you mind getting Endar up to speed?recalling the last time she walked in on Endar..she hesitated... ...um...you wouldn't know where I can find him?
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 8:41 pm
Epoch Wrenrecalling the last time she walked in on Endar..she hesitated... ...um...you wouldn't know where I can find him? "Mizu got herself a nasty blow to the head somehow... he's got her at the med station."
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 7:54 pm
Hoth-Ice cave
Wilca trudged through the cave the glow of his sabers lighting his way. Low growls echoed in the distance, and a darkness crept into Wilcas mind. As he got deeper and deeper in there was blood frozen to all the walls, huge claw marks goin inches into the thick ice, but Wilca wouldn't be detoured what ever monsters lived here was not as bad as freezing to death in the blizzard.
Rounding a corner Wilca tripped landing hard the thud echoing off the walls. He turned to see what he tripped on,and realized the horror he was in-store for. The torso of a storm trooper lay on the ground organs frozen to the ice, it's head crushed flat. It wasn't just one body as Wilca scanned the ground on which he lay he saw limbs and bodies strewn all over the place. Then Wilca realized that the blue light around him were not coming from his sabers that lay deactivated in front of him. He was in an imperial base.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 8:00 pm
Epoch Wrenrecalling the last time she walked in on Endar..she hesitated... ...um...you wouldn't know where I can find him? "Mizu got herself a nasty blow to the head somehow... he's got her at the med station."Elyria placed her hands on Corvin's shoulders and rested her chin lightly on top of his head as she watched the beauty of her home come in to view..it wasn't until they made their approach that she realized how much she had missed it...how good it would feel to be in her own chambers...to walk through the Master's Garden...to see the faces of her students...a smile played across her lips.. she's a funny one...that girl...so tough..so talented...and yet..so naive and broken...perhaps being here can help her.. she playfully swatted his shoulder... just look what it's done to a scoundrel like you she laughed softly...growing more serious we'll have to go to Kaleth and set up communications for Dawson's next transmission... I have a bad feeling about this.....
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2014 6:14 pm
Epoch WrenAs the great Temples came into view, Elyria paused for a moment...awed as always by their beauty...she turned to leave the cockpit, taking one last wistful gaze at the back of Corvin's head before heading through the door and making her way down the corridor to the med bay..the hall was quiet except for the clack of her heels along the durasteel floor..her thoughts going in 50 different directions..when she reached the room, she knocked softly before entering...Mizu was on a stretcher with Ka'all at her side..she raised and eyebrow at him and nodded And just what do we have here smiling playfully Master...did you think to start her training now? turning to look at Mizu and gently placing her hand on the wound What has happened child? turning to Endar, her face serious, she sent her thoughts to him we have trouble...we have heard from the Delirium...somehow...someway...they have Davth...there are demands for his release...we need to speak... she turned and smiled down at Mizu again It doesn't look too serious..when you're feeling up to it come out...we're home.. she smiled up at Endar then...her expression a mixture of happiness, relief..and yes weariness from all that had transpired..
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