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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 3:02 pm
Tamarai turned around and watched as the lift fell down into oblivion below and stood silently as Yaston heaved himself up onto the catwalk. She was glad that he had saved himself, yet saddened by another reason, which she voiced.
"I need for you to repent your self as a sith, you have to understand...I respect you and your views," she looked down at the metal mesh below her feet and sighed, "But what kind of leader would I be if I were to let the Lord of the Sith walk away from this place unscathed?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 5:22 am
Baal stood Upon the bridge of The SSD. He watched as the fleet left . Silently he wished them luck as he was sure they would need it. His thoughts turned back to the task at hand.
"Get me the Kuati General And jump to hyperspace We are heading Back To Lok."
The engines kicki in and the ship begins to move followed by the jump to hyperspace.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 5:16 pm
Darth Zorn let out a cackle, under his metallic breath...
"Some might say that if you let me live, you'd be prooving yourself to be more powerful than another other Jedi. Some might say you would be commiting a great sin. In letting me live, you allow me to continue to act as a person would under my situation. Which in fairy tales would mean me going around and mindlessly killing everyone. I would be ending the lives of the innocent, and you would indirectly be responsible for it. But yet, in letting me go you break the common bond that many Jedi hold towards Sith; that they need to be stopped, and killed. If good conquers evil by means of death, are the good any better than the evil? Evil is corruption. Corruption can be undone. Many fail to see this, they believe that the conflict of good and evil must happen for the world to spin. I, myself... I am amiss. I feel as if I could tread backwards, backtrack the trail I have walked down. But in other ways, I feel as if there is no way I can undo what I did. I have sealed my fate as Alpha of the Sith, whether this means I die or not, I am not sure of. I know this might seem confusing to you, for there are thing I have not described about my situation. If you wish, I could indulge you in such dialogue. It's not we have limited time here. And it's not often the leaders of opposing sides rendeavous to wax philosophical (the ways of their doings)."
Already, Darth Zorn could feel a vibe rushing down his spine. This was truely a marvelous, and rare moment. The result of the proceding dialogue would seal the fate of the galaxy for years to come; whether it be the renewal of peace and order, or the seal of a destructive dictatorship that might possibly end life. Or, perhaps, the result would end up grey? One would not be able to interject what would happen, if both supreme avatars fell on this day.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 5:38 pm
Tears welled up in the young twi'liks eyes, she truly hated herself for what she was about to say, about to decide.
"If I cannot have your assurance, then I must risk destroying a potentially innocent life. If I must follow stereotypes, then so be it. It is a matter of keeping an illusion alive, an illusion of something that hasn't existed and never will. There is no right or wrong, only consequence," she smiled sadly, "but most people will never understand that."
Slowly she reactivated her lightsabre, its edges glowing an eerie yellow in the half dusk light at their elevation, as the sun set upon them. She blinked away her tears and lifted a delicate hand as though beckoning him to come closer.
"Let us dance then."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 5:54 pm
"So, I guess that means further converse is out of the question?"
Yaston manages another chuckle again. He seemed to almost have been enjoying his time.
"Never have I seen the day were a Sith wishes to talk things out, and a Jedi wants to jump into battle. Never have I seen the day. It's almost as if the tables have turned. Put yourself together. If I can last a few more minutes without becoming enraged, so can you. Though I will admit, I have perhaps been more lonely as of late than you have. I haven't heard a sane voice in ages..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:25 am
The skys above Glee were much clearer now, devoid of all remaining intact vessels. It was almost a ship graveyard now.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 12:52 pm
as all the fighting continued on glee the thing that had seen it all was deep under ground just waiting and planning, for when the fight was done it would find a new form and be one of the few that knows of all that has been here. And would be strong because of what it knew.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 11:38 pm
"Do you hate me that much?" the jedi seemed very much her age as she whispered the phrase, lightsabre gripped tightly in her hand. Young, and finally, very frightened.
"The longer I speak with you, the more I understand you, the harder it becomes. I will turn my back on you and leave, and possibly hate myself for it."
"Please", she begged, "show me the respect I feel for you."
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:33 pm
"Alas, what edge you have over the others, becomes futile given the lack of discipline you seem to have. There are things about the Jedi Code I like. But it is loosely followed these days, I would suppose. In the days of old you wouldn't haver stood a chance, if I do say so myself..."
At this time, the Kel Dor appeared to be looking over the edge, at what, one could not place. An atmospheric fog of peach blanketed the area below them, making the sense of the vertigo improbable. Yaston sighed. How much longer would he be able to witness views such as these?
"What the hell kind of life is this, where men make themselves into fools and hardly notice. Me most of all. What have I done with my life? What... have you... done with yours?"
Without any idenication at all, The Kel Dor spun around, one blade on his saber drawn. With graceful footwork, he took the power from his swing and brought it to his hand, of which he used to jab, straight at Tamarai.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 1:44 am
The young jedi side stepped gracefully, her years of dancing and her use of the makashi form evident. Even so, she felt slower up here, as though the thinner air was pressing in on her from all directions. She would have to be careful.
Deftly she whirled around, her lightsabre held in her right hand, yellow blades gleeming with movement as the left side turned up towards him. Even as she executed this move her left hand shot out pulling with the force in attempt to unbalance him, and potentially bring him periously closer to the blade.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 7:29 am
This, the seasoned Kel Dor did not expect in the least. He had imagined the fight to have moreso been a sparr of blades than Force ability. He quickly realized otherwise, when great power acted onto his upper half, lifting him off his feet. Instead of fight the draft, Yaston let it react to his body, fluent as water, possibly to use it at an advantage. Finding himself traveling face-frontwards towards Tamarai, he tucked into a saummersault, once performing it, pushing off the ground with his hands, performing a bicycle kick with both feet, his body projected at an arc towards the Jedi. During this time, he kept his saber away from his body and at the ready.
He showed no slack.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 12:08 am
Though her lips were set in a look of concentration, her eyes sparkled with something akin to happiness...something peaceful.
She had underestimated his reaction time, and as she attempted dodge his kick, she moved too slowly causing her right hand to get hit, knocking her sabre from her grasp and sending in spinning across the catwalk. She rolled and stood back up, Yaston now between her and her weapon.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 11:53 am
Darth Zorn chuckled. He didn't have to do much to put her in a vulnerable position. He let the radiant, shimmering beam that was the blade of his weapon melt into it's origin, being well aware that the seasoned Force user could just as easily pulled her saber to her hands just by lifting her palm. Regardless, he decided to turn around and loosely toss his saber to land next to hers.
"I would have expected more of a duel, considering your whim to do so. By now, you realize, I might have been able to slice you into many little bits, if you had not saved yourself with your own weapon. I've done that before, though. It brings little sense of satisfaction, not the type of satisfaction being on the battlefield would bring. No one has a name on the battlefield. You fight to survive, and others must die to ensure that survival. People you would never get to know are slaughtered in the most brutal fashion, and when they die, you are already onto your next target. It was such a rush, being able to do that. Once have you slain someone who had bonds to, or once you have seen someone you loved cut down before your eyes, only then do you actually think before doing it. And although I have been the personal assassant of many politics before... you are different. I feel a bond with you I felt with my father, my council leader. The same bond, that if broken, would break me, as it did before, just days ago. And yet you are so intent on fighting.
I would respect one by fighting, as they had asked of me. But am I not one to deserve respect? Should I just blindly let you have it your own way, through and through? Perhaps this is why this struggle between good and evil has always existed.... Now, friend, speaketh."
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 4:09 pm
"What am I to say to you? I am naught but a foolish child, with too much power and not enough faith. Then again, perhaps I misjudge myself." She shrugged and continued speaking, "I fear I will have to meet the consequences of my action later. Do what you will with your life Yaston...Darth Zorn."
She turned her back and began walking away and as she did, she threw her left hand out behind her, her lightsabre came skidding across the catwalk under Yaston and flew into her hand. She knew where her companions wereand a climb down the now empty lift shaft would be the worst of her troubles.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 7:27 pm
Yaston watched her walk away. Disrespectfully. Thats what people had always done to him. Disrespected him. His student, Nakori, even Magnus sometimes... and then his father, his council. Everyone. And he always kissed a**. And he never got much from it. This is how he saw it.
Within meer moments, his heart raced, his blood went hot. He felt the beast within him coming out. This time, he did not fight it back. It was to honour himself. And besides, there wasn't much he could do to stop it now. He was Lord of the Sith. There was no possible way, as the Force acted through him.
He spun around, quickly and raised out his palm. The saber found itself slapped against his rugid hand, almost instantly. One blade was ignited. He darted quickly to get within range of Tamarai. Then, with knees bent, he wound up and chucked his saber. It spun chaotically, and with speed at first. But, with hands held out, concentrating, he used the Force to balance out the saber. With clean, horizontal revolutions, it hurdled towards the Jedi with valiance.
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