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 Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:51 pm
Wolf notice the rest of the jedi that were on this mission were doing some training in some way or another so he sits on the floor and begins to meditate. After awhile he starts to float as he is prepareing his mind and body for what ever this mission is he thinks to himself
Wolf:" Well better be ready and prepared for anything"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:51 pm
Quokka Rimbaud took Anum's lightsaber , but his mood didn't brighten a bit. He felt he isn't going to get along well with this Jedi Knight who agreed to teach him. He wasn't used to being dragged along, literary. He could have told me 'come' instead of grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the ship, Rimbaud thought darkly. The result would have been the same, of course, but still...
Feel the force run through your body, as if it were a river running down a mountain , Nirdale repeated the instructions in his mind, weighting the words. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on the Force he knew should be in and around his body. Rose petals on the riverbank. A flower opening itself to the sun...Remembering something, he almost laughed aloud. A novice indeed.
Then, casting aside all irrelevant thoughts, Rimbaud let himself float on the currents of the Force.
Rimbaud...can you hear me?
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:02 pm
'I can hear you...obviously', Rimbaud thought. 'I'm going mad, am I? I'm hearing voices, strange voices in my head...' Although he was mildly surprised, his face showed none of it. Are you real?
(Let me guess. You like my sig? blaugh
Quokka's vulnerable mind? Or Rimbaud's? We can play IC or OOC, I don't mind. But you should decide which)
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:09 pm
Quokka 'I can hear you...obviously', Rimbaud thought. 'I'm going mad, am I? I'm hearing voices, strange voices in my head...' Although he was mildly surprised, his face showed none of it. Are you real?
(Let me guess. You like my sig? blaugh
Quokka's vulnerable mind? Or Rimbaud's? We can play IC or OOC, I don't mind. But you should decide which)
((Nah. xd No comment. IC.)) The metallic voice suddenly changed from gentle to that of authoritative and imposing. Clearly, this was not a being to be trifled with. He subtlely used Force Persuade on the Padawan. To be able to resist such a command from a trained Sith is rare...especially since the host is only but an apprentice.
You will tell me where your destination is. Now.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:09 pm
As Wolf meditates as he feels some sort of darkness reaching out from somewhere. He could feel some darkside user reaching out talking to somebody
Wolf:" This cant be good"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:15 pm
'I don't know what is out destination. I'm a padawan only.'
The situation seemed surreal to the padawan. A bodiless voice in his head, and not only bodiless, but also lacking good manners. 'So you are real', concluded Rimbaud. 'Do you have a name? I am Rimbaud Nirdale.'
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:22 pm
Then ask your Master, you fool of an apprentice.
The ensuing silence after that seemed to show that the being inside his head was smirking.
Oh, of course Rimbaud. I'm as real as I can be. In fact, I'll show you a little demonstration of just how solid my existence is.
Rimbaud would suddenly feel a pang of pain coursing through his head as though his cranial region was wounded by a blaster shot. It was only a trick of the mind, but it projected unbearable pain. All the while, the Sith's dark laughter echoed inside his mind.
You are weak...yet I can sense you can have potential in the dark side of the Force, Padawan.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:34 pm
Wolf searched his thought as he try to find what was going on with this dark presiance reaching out to their ship. He could here some sort of laughter as he trys to find out what was going on
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:35 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:39 pm
Wolf:" Rimbaud dont listen to anything this sith says. He is evil and I dont want to see you fall like so many others. My father had potential to be evil as well and became a Jedi master and did good in this galaxy. I just hope I dont follow my familys history and be like anybody before him"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:44 pm
A boisterous chuckle emanated deep inside Rimbaud's head as the being struggled to speak. He was too busy laughing to cut back a retort.
What an amusing Padawan. You? Kill me? You might as well kill that mammoth of a whiphid who is Master Ch'unkk...BOY.
But enough of this petty talk. Since you were so 'nice' to tell me your name, allow me to introduce myself. It may ring a bell...it may not. I am Eliv Thade, the former apprentice of Master Ch'unkk. You must've heard of my exploits back at the Jedi Temple...of how I mopped the floor with Ch'unkk in a lightsaber duel.
He snorted a derisive chuckle.
I bet you would've already staggered and died within seconds if he were to fight you. This is the face of the dark side. Accept it, Rimbaud. Or would you rather be a puppet with your strings pulled by the Jedi?
The question was more of a coaxing intent than an insulting one. Thade knew there is no gain in turning down potential apprentices. He already had one...but he preferred two.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:50 pm
Rimbaud smiled weakly. 'Eavesdroping, aren't you?' Good, evil...What is the difference between the two? Who dares to claim the power to tell them apart...? Sometimes, rarely, it is black and white. More often, they are shades of gray...
'I don't think I really have a choice of listening or not. I cannot shut it off.'
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:55 pm
Wolf knew what the young padawan was feeling Wolf to has had his taste of both sides. Since he slaughtered the sand people after the death of his mother and his father abanding him and her on tattoonie
Wolf:" Just do what you think is right and your path will open to do what you need to do young one"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 4:55 pm
Quokka Rimbaud smiled weakly. 'Eavesdroping, aren't you?' Good, evil...What is the difference between the two? Who dares to claim the power to tell them apart...? Sometimes, rarely, it is black and white. More often, they are shades of gray...
'I don't think I really have a choice of listening or not. I cannot shut it off.'
You will ask your comrade where your destination is. NOW!
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 5:01 pm
'Eliv Thade. Pleased to meet you. And if I may note, Ch'unkk is still alive. Or you spared his life on some purpose...? You...shoved mercy?' Rimbaud wondered how deep can Thade read his thoughts. Or emotions.
For the dark side of the Force was a path equally good for Rimbaud as being a Jedi. Both had their shortcomings, but...It was worth considering it. I still have much to learn. It is too soon to choose my path. But the future isn't decided yet.'
He turned to the Jedi. 'What is our destination?'
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