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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 1/4/04 4:46pm Subject: Young Qui-Gon Fic: Repercussions - COMPLETED! Thanks for the Awards!! - Date Edited: 4/8/07 2:33pm (53 edits total) Edited By: Layren
	Well everyone this is my first really big project. I have been working on this little baby of mine since May 2003 with greencat and we are quite pleased to finally be able to post the first little segement. Much more will follow shortly Title: Repercussions Authors: Layren and Greencat336 Rating: Strong PG for violence- no language and brief nudity. Non-slash. Category: Angst Hurt/Comfort Archive: Sure, just let us know where. Disclaimer: We don't own the Jedi. Layren owns Kyran Josel. Other original characters can be divided up among Layren, Jalei, and Greencat. Please ask before using their characters. Special Thanks to Jalei for working with us in the beginning and helping us create Devin. We really appreciate all your hard work! Special Thanks also to Durhelediel for letting us borrow Jayla Bro’ak and have fun with her :-D Author's Note: Thanks to Cassia and Siobahn for letting us borrow a few lines from their fic "The Hunted" which originally gave Layren the idea for this fic. We really appreciated it guys! // means telepathy. Qui-Gon is in his late twenties. Prologue: The young girl chatted happily about the art exhibit they had just come from. Qui-Gon Jinn smiled at her enthusiasm. They had decided to walk back to the Temple, rather than take an airbus. It was a bit of a distance for the fourteen-year old, but it seemed a good way to channel the boundless energy the girl seemed to generate. Qui-Gon had been a bit hesitant to take on the responsibility of caring for his best friend Kyran's Padawan while he was away on a mission deemed too dangerous for the young Padawan. But Kyran had insisted. 'Let you get in some practice before the real thing,' Kyran had joked, since Qui-Gon was considering the possibility of taking on a Padawan of his own. Qui-Gon had to admit, Kyran had been right. He'd very much enjoyed the past week, teaching the eager young teen. Perhaps he was ready to take on the responsibility of a Padawan of his own. "And the way you could smell the colors! We read about pheromone use in art, but I'd never . . . Master Jinn, do you feel that?" she interrupted herself. Qui-Gon frowned, sensing the disturbance in the Force, putting his hand on his lightsaber hilt. "Stay close to me, Jayla" Something hard struck him in the back of the head, knocking him dazed to the sidewalk. A sharp stabbing pain in his arm quickly followed. As the world twisted and tilted, he heard a cold voice remark triumphantly, "Revenge is mine." -----signature----- Proud Master to Ara-gon The Triad Chronicles http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/25934993/p1/?177 (OC's) Into Another Day http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27926050/p1/?0 2008 Dear Diary Challenge I am Jinngerbread.
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 1/4/04 5:19pm Subject: RE: Repercussions
	A good start. I liked that the young one is so enthusiastic about art (the pheromones in art was a cool idea) and that Qui-Gon was enjoying himself. Is this before Xanatos? Looking forward to more. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 11/2/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 1/4/04 5:22pm Subject: RE: Repercussions
	Diane, Wow such a prompt reply. To answer your question yes this is before Xanatos. This is even before his very first padawan whoever that was as some places still maintain that Qui-Gon trained three. We have lots of OC's that I hope you'll enjoy -----signature----- Proud Master to Ara-gon The Triad Chronicles http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/25934993/p1/?177 (OC's) Into Another Day http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27926050/p1/?0 2008 Dear Diary Challenge I am Jinngerbread.
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 1/4/04 5:43pm Subject: RE: Repercussions
	No prob. So Qui-Gon is a fairly young Knight then. He had three (according to the Ep. 1 Visual dictionary) Padawans if you include Obi-Wan. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 11/2/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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female_obi_wan Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 1/5/04 12:31am Subject: RE: Repercussions
	Yay I found it! Now where's the rest...;) -----signature----- The Green Stone Trilogy: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=11089097 Marauder icons, because I want to show them off:http://www.livejournal.com/users/sarah531/20798.html
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Qui-Gina-Jinn Registered: Jun '03	Date Posted: 1/5/04 3:01am Subject: RE: Repercussions
	Nice, nice - heh, but you already know -----signature----- Dark Lady of the DLC Fan Force Denmark I was there - FFEurope Meeting Stockholm 2005, Celebration Europe 2007, JediCon 2008, FFE Meeting Copenhagen 2009 Not to worry - we are still flying half a ship! http://swawakening.proboards.com/index.cgi
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greencat336 Title: Secretary & Treasurer Pi ttsburgh FanForce Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 1/5/04 3:19pm Subject: RE: Repercussions
	Thanks everyone! Layren should be along with the next part soon. -----signature----- Science Fiction Alliance of Pittsburgh -- Find us on Facebook Go watch our horrible fanfilm http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zS9NK2vHC2Y
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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 1/5/04 4:45pm Subject: RE: Repercussions
	Indeed I shall! Here is more for your enjoyment! Chapter One: Qui-Gon blinked against the bright lights. He tried to sit up, but discovered that he barely had the strength to raise his head. Forcing his eyes to focus on his surroundings, he realized he was in the Healers ward. But where was his friend's padawan? In a raspy voice, he called out, "Jayla?" Kyran looked up from where he'd been pacing. Qui-Gon was finally coming around and it was about time. He had several questions that needed answering. His padawan was missing and Qui-Gon was the only one who would know what had happened to the girl. He peered over his friend. "No. It's me. " "Where's Jayla?" Kyran tried hard not to sigh but failed. "Perhaps you can answer that for me. What happened Qui-Gon?" "We were returning from an art exhibit at the Karhneige Gallery. I was hit from behind and then something stabbed me in the arm. There was a voice, and I passed out. Jayla, what happened to Jayla?" Qui-Gon struggled to sit up. Kyran gently pushed his friend back and bit his lip, worry evident on his face. "I don't know. She's missing. Did you recognize who took her? The voice? Anything at all? If you can figure out who took her then I can go after her." Kyran replied earnestly Qui-Gon concentrated on his memory of the encounter, replaying the voice's brief taunt over and over. "I think I know who it was. A woman named Aldeim. She was the leader of a ring of smugglers and slavers I helped break up about a year ago. Most of them were captured, but she escaped." Kyran swore quietly. Slavers. That was just what he needed. His next question had a hard quality to it that he'd never directed at his friend before. "Do you remember if they said what they planned to do with Jayla when they took her?" "Revenge," Qui-Gon whispered, horrified as the full realization hit him. He had let his best friend's Padawan fall into the hands of a ruthless criminal. “She must have seen us together and assumed Jayla was my Padawan.” Kyran's stomach twisted. His padawan was missing because some two-credit pirate wanted to get back at the Jedi. "I'm going to find her." He announced tersely. "I'm going with you. I know Aldeim, I found her once, I can find her again." Qui-Gon drew on all of his strength, managing to sit up. Kyran pushed his friend back. "No. You're not coming. I don't need your help. You were poisoned Qui-Gon. If not for a passerby you would've died. She commed for Emergency Medical Services after she found you passed out in the middle of the street. You're in no shape to be doing anything but keeping the staff here busy." Qui-Gon tried to resist the steady pressure of Kyran's hands, but was unable to find the strength to do so. "It’s my fault that she was taken. I should help to get her back." Kyran frowned deeply at that. "Not entirely. However..." His voice took on a hard tone. "You took her out of the safety of the Temple and she was kidnapped within walking distance. You know how dangerous Coruscant can be for young Jedi. Why weren't you more careful?" Qui-Gon flinched as if he'd been slapped. "Kyran . . . I-I-I'm sorry. I should have been more aware of my surroundings." "Sorry won't change the past, Qui-Gon. If you tell me everything you can about Aldeim, I'll start looking." Kyran tried hard to curb his frustration and anger, but with the worry for his apprentice he wasn't very successful. Qui-Gon had been friends with Kyran since he was a child in the crèche and Kyran a young initiate. In all that time, even in their worst arguments, Kyran had never directed such cold anger towards him. But then, Qui-Gon thought bitterly, he had never done something so unforgivable as allow his friend's Padawan to come to harm, either. With a deep breath to help keep his voice steady, he began listing everything he knew about Aldeim's habits, known associates, and weaknesses. Kyran knew he had to get hold of his anger or that would be his undoing. He took several deep breaths and tried to calm himself. He knew it wasn't entirely Qui-Gon's fault and that his friend would have died rather than allow Jayla to come to harm. He nearly had died, Kyran shuddered to think, most of the anger at his friend fading. He listened intently to what Qui-Gon was telling him. "Alright. I think I know where to start looking. You need your rest." Kyran stood after his friend finished almost an hour later. He'd done nothing but talk, yet Qui-Gon was exhausted. Pure stubbornness had kept him from slipping back into sleep. He had failed his friend once, he would not do so again. "I should be out of the healers soon. I'll join you as soon as possible." Kyran frowned at his friend's stubbornness and his eyes hardened. "No. I forbid it. You don't need to be doing anything but recovering. Don't you understand Qui-Gon? You nearly died." "I understand that I let Jayla and you down. I can't undo that, but I can rectify what I did." "How? By getting hurt again? You need to rest Qui-Gon. If you get up and try to walk out, the chief healer will probably try to sedate you and then me for allowing it." "Jayla needs help. I can help her." "She does need help. But you can't help her by passing out on the way. I'll be fine. May the Force be with you," Kyran replied as he headed out of his friend's room knowing that if he stayed Qui-Gon would try even harder to talk him into letting him come. There was truth to Kyran's words, Qui-Gon admitted to himself. At the moment he could barely keep himself awake and it had taken all his strength to just sit up. He did need to focus all of his energy on healing. Then, he would be able to help Kyran, with or without the Healers' permission. ***** It hadn't been that difficult to track Aldeim, especially after the ransom note had appeared a few days after Jayla’s disappearance. Aldeim's desires for revenge was outweighed by greed, thank the Force. Otherwise . . . Kyran forced the possibilities of what otherwise might have been out of his mind. He'd tracked Aldeim to a sleazy cantina on a mid-rim world. He could sense his Padawan inside, frightened and hurt, but alive. Suddenly he sensed another presence behind him. He whirled around. Qui-Gon was standing behind him looking somewhat sheepish but determined. His gaze narrowed in anger. "What are you doing here?" "I'm your backup," Qui-Gon stated. He was still too pale and haggard, Kyran noted. Too few days had passed for Qui-Gon to have fully recovered. Kyran ground out highly irritated that his friend hadn't listened and had run headlong into danger. "How did you get here? Did the healers release you?" "With two of us we increase the odds of getting Jayla back," replied Qui-Gon, ignoring the questions. "They didn't release you did they." "There was no reason to keep me, you know the Healers are always over cautious. I was needed here, not lounging in the Healers' Ward." Kyran nearly exploded in anger at those words. "Qui-Gon Jinn, I told you I didn't need your help. Your place was recovering from the poison that nearly killed you. So how did you get here? Please tell me the Council at least knows about this." "My place is by your side, getting Jayla back." said Qui-Gon, defensively. "No. Your place is back at the Temple. Go home, Qui-Gon. The Council will have our hides for this." "I will make sure the Council knows that you had nothing to do with any of my actions, I will take full responsibility. I'm not going back until Jayla is safe. You're wasting time arguing with me." Kyran gritted his teeth at that and grabbed his friend by the back of his robes. "Then I'll do this the hard way. You are going to stay on the ship." Qui-Gon twisted, the voluminous robes allowing him to turn enough in them that he could reach Kyran's wrists with his own hands. Planting his feet, he said, "Think, Kyran. The only way you'll get me back on the ship is with a fight. One that will attract lots of attention that you don't want. Jayla could be gone by then. After we get her back, you can explain to me at length my shortcomings. For now, we concentrate on the rescue." Kyran glared at his friend but knew that he couldn't attract the undo attention their fight would bring. He let go of his friend knowing that he couldn't afford to expand any energy on arguing right now. He could soundly best Qui-Gon in hand fighting even when his friend was in good health, but right now his padawan was in trouble. "Fine," he said sourly. "What do you suggest we do then?" "Can you sense where in the building Jayla is?" "Yes," Kyran gritted out. "She's not exactly shielding her pain very well." Qui-Gon flushed slightly at the harsh reminder of what his moment of carelessness had caused. "You sneak in the back and get her. Take her to your ship and take off. I'll go in the front, be the distraction that will let you get in and out." "Absolutely not. You're liable to get killed if you go in the front." "Have a little faith. I don't intend to stick around there any longer than I have to. Once you have Jayla clear, signal me over our bond. I'll retreat, lose the pursuit and take off in my ship." "I don't like this. It's too risky. They might move her the second they see you." "Do you have a better plan? If they try to move her, you can track them through your bond with Jayla. And that would increase your chances, anyway. Moving her means leaving whatever secure position they have. I'm betting you've already scouted out all the possible exits of the building." Kyran frowned at his friend. He hadn't wanted to agree to his plan but like it or not Qui-Gon's idea was logical and should work. If he was a distraction then the slavers might focus their attention on him. Kyran shook his head as he mentally debated. His friend had nearly died only a few days ago. He would not ask that of him. He could not in good conscience let him go through with this foolhardy plan. Qui-Gon could feel Kyran wavering. It was time to act, to trust in the moment. "I'm going in. Better get into position." Qui-Gon began to stride towards the entrance of the cantina. "Qui-Gon! Wait!" Kyran hissed but it was too late. Sith, he cursed as he ran around towards the back of the cantina. Qui-Gon slowed his pace slightly, allowing Kyran the time to head to the back of the cantina. When he reached the front of the cantina, two thugs ran at him from either side. A Force push threw them back against the building with a loud crunch. Drawing his lightsaber, he threw open the door to the cantina, proclaiming loudly, "I have come for the Padawan." Aldeim arched a brow at the Jedi and tossed her long black hair behind one shoulder. She blew out a long stream of smoke from the deathstick she was puffing on. "Is that so? What makes you think we'll give her to you?" "I'm not asking. Tell me where she is and you may survive this," Qui-Gon glared at the woman, his saber raised in an attack position. She chuckled lightly. She had taken out this Jedi less than a week before, she was certain she could manage it again. She peered at him contemptuously "I might survive? I thought that Jedi did not deliver threats." “We don’t. I give you my word that if you have done her any lasting harm, you will die,” growled Qui-Gon. "Oh I haven't done any lasting harm to her. Not yet." She ground out the rest of her deathstick and pulled out a deck of sabacc cards. "I grow tired of waiting Jedi. If you don't have the ransom money, I'll have to have security show you out. I have a game to play. If you'll excuse me." Qui-Gon leapt over the heads of the two Gamorrean boars advancing on him. This put him closer to Aldeim, but still half a room away. He ran towards her, grim faced. Aldeim pulled out a sleek high-powered blaster. "Perhaps we'll have a second Jedi to ransom. Get him! I want him alive, but do any damage you have to." Qui-Gon spun on his heel, bringing his lightsaber down on the axe of the first Gamorrean boar. He lashed out with his foot, catching the second in the gut. Not enough to disable the thick-skinned male, but enough to slow it down for a moment. Ducking down low, he dodged a club aimed at his head. His return swing sliced off the club at the owner's elbow. Qui-Gon put his back against the bar, hoping to limit the attacks to at least three fronts. The bar tender put an end to that hope by aiming a stun rifle at him. Jumping onto the bar counter, the shot went into the crowd, taking out one of his opponents. Racing down the top of the bar counter, he continued to dodge bottles, clubs and grabbing hands. Qui-Gon could have easily made it to the door, but he hadn't yet heard from Kyran. He would give Kyran all the time he needed, regardless of the cost to himself. Another leap put him in front of Aldeim, who had been working her way towards the back door. "Going somewhere?" growled Qui-Gon. Aldeim looked at him with narrowed eyes. "As a matter of fact, I was. Jedi are far too much trouble to keep around." Without further warning she fired her blaster at him, aiming for his gut. The lightsaber flashed, reflecting the deadly bolt back towards its source. Aldeim fell backwards, a smoking black hole in her chest. "He killed Aldeim! Kill him!" Someone in the mob cried out. Vibroblades and blasters appeared. Back to the wall, Qui-Gon fought for his life. Only the fact that the mob didn't act together, each getting in the way of the others in their rush to attack him, gave him a chance to defend himself. Just then he felt a slight tugging on the link he had with Kyran //I've got her. Time to get out of there. // Once more he leapt to the bar counter, using it as a bridge over the mob. The Klatooinian who blocked the exit was quickly beheaded. Qui-Gon ran out into the street, the mob hot on his heels. He could feel himself tiring. Despite his words to Kyran, he knew he was not fully recovered from the poisoning. If he didn't loose his pursuit quickly, he would most likely go down under the next attack. ***** Kyran cradled his unconscious padawan in his arms as he ran for the ship. If he could get Jayla aboard then he could check on Qui-Gon and go to his aid. He gritted his teeth. When would Qui-Gon listen to him? Kyran cursed as he felt his friend rapidly tiring under whatever onslaught he was facing. He glanced down at the girl in his arms. She was cut and bruised all over. The only thing that had saved her life was that the slavers had wanted to ransom her. He knew Jayla couldn't last by herself but neither could Qui-Gon. Curse it. He secured Jayla aboard the ship he had not far away from the cantina. As soon as he made sure that she was secured in her cabin, he headed down the ramp, locked the ship up tight and headed back to the cantina. He winced as he felt a sharp burst of pain over the link he felt with Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon stumbled over an uneven hole in the road, going down hard on one knee. He was up and running again almost instantly, but it was enough to allow the mob to catch up with him. This was as far as he going to make, he realized. Might as well turn and face the crowd. Even if he went down here, at least he'd given Kyran enough time to free Jayla. Blaster fire rained down on him, taking every ounce of skill to deflect. In blocking a shot aimed high at his head, a bolt got through low, glancing off the side of his leg. He managed to stay on his feet, but he felt off balance. It wasn't going to take much more. Kyran ran heading back for the cantina and his blood ran cold at what he saw in the middle of the street. Qui-Gon was in the center of a mob deflecting one bolt after another but by the looks of his trousers, he'd missed a bolt. Igniting his saber, he charged in after him, knowing that he had no choice, lopping arms off and blasters as he went. Surprised by the ferocious attack from their rear, the mob scattered. The few parting shots were easily deflected. "What are you doing here? You were supposed to get Jayla out of here." Qui-Gon gasped out between heaving breaths. Kyran's gaze darkened. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the Healers." He countered. He stomped over to him and knelt on the ground at Qui-Gon's right leg, trying to examine the wound. "You'll need bacta on that." "Later. We need to get out of here before they regroup. My ship's not far from here. I should be able to make it okay. You head back to your ship and Jayla." Qui-Gon began limping in the direction he had indicated. Kyran grabbed him by the back of his robe. "I think not. You're coming with me on my ship. We'll tow yours back with us. And I won't have any arguments about this." "Towing the ship will slow us down too much. So no arguments, just go." Kyran tightened his grip on his friend and began forcefully dragging him towards the ship. "I don't think you're much in position to be arguing with me, Qui-Gon." Qui-Gon tried to plant his feet against Kyran, but felt his injured leg give. Stumbling along, he said "Kyran, stop it. Towing the ship will mean you lose speed and maneuverability. Something you can't afford." Kyran glowered at him. "Why can't you just abandon the ship? We can send someone for it later." "Because . . . because I took it without permission from the Temple hanger. If I return with the ship that will hopefully reduce the charges against me." "You did what? You stole it?" "From a certain point of view." Qui-Gon used his friend's shock to pull out of his grip. "Qui-Gon Jinn, I can't believe you would do such a thing! You're telling me that you sneaked out of the healer's wing, stole a ship and came after me disregarding totally the fact that I asked you to stay behind to heal?" Kyran was angry but at the same time he was also a little touched that his friend put himself in such risk for him. He shook himself. It was those thoughts that would get Qui-Gon killed someday, recklessly running into danger. "That does sum up the situation. We can talk later. Go." Qui-Gon began to jog back towards his ship, limping slightly. "Get Jayla to the Temple." Kyran shook his head at his friend's stubbornness as he headed off to the ship. Yes the most certainly would talk later if the Council didn't first arrest his friend for stealing a ship. Gritting his teeth he punched in the code and let down the ramp at his ship. -----signature----- Proud Master to Ara-gon The Triad Chronicles http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/25934993/p1/?177 (OC's) Into Another Day http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27926050/p1/?0 2008 Dear Diary Challenge I am Jinngerbread.
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Qui-Gina-Jinn Registered: Jun '03	Date Posted: 1/6/04 2:17am Subject: RE: Repercussions
	Even more nice - but still, you already know -----signature----- Dark Lady of the DLC Fan Force Denmark I was there - FFEurope Meeting Stockholm 2005, Celebration Europe 2007, JediCon 2008, FFE Meeting Copenhagen 2009 Not to worry - we are still flying half a ship! http://swawakening.proboards.com/index.cgi
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 1/6/04 5:28pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions
	Qui-Gon STOLE the ship!!!! Oh, he's in such trouble! Just wait til Yoda gets hold of him. Wow, Qui is a bit reckless in his youth. Good job. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 11/2/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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BecJedi Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 1/6/04 6:17pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions
	Lol...good work, Layren. I like how fast paced this is. The action is written very well and...I love the humour! Trust Qui-Gon to STEAL a ship. The interaction between him and Kyran is great; very enjoyable and funny to read. The only thing I could recommend is that you expand more on your first post. Qui being knocked out seems so sudden and we barely get to know Jayla. But you make it so easy to read, it doesn't feel thrown out by not having much of a peaceful intro. Poor Qui. He's gonna get his be-hind whipped when they get back, isn't he?! Yeah...what is going to happen...? I hope they don't...kick Qui-Gon out. squeak Well, I'll just have to see. Post soon, PLEASE! Love ya work, dude! -----signature----- Silence be thy shadow, and death be thy name. "The following tale of alien encounters is true, and by true, I mean false." ~ Leonard Nimoy on the Simpsons
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greencat336 Title: Secretary & Treasurer Pi ttsburgh FanForce Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 1/6/04 6:56pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions
	grin Actually what you are reading IS the expanded version. In the first drafts everything we are currently posting was orginally summed up in a short dream sequence and a few paragraphs of exposition from Qui-Gon. Hopefully we will be able to give you a better feeling for Jayla and Kyran in the coming posts. Glad you like the action scenes, they are one of the hardest parts for Layren and I to write. As for what happens to Qui when he gets back to the Temple . . . well, you'll get the full version soon, but safe to say the Council lets him know that they are not very happy. Thanks for the feedback! -----signature----- Science Fiction Alliance of Pittsburgh -- Find us on Facebook Go watch our horrible fanfilm http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zS9NK2vHC2Y
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Charmisjess Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 1/6/04 6:58pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions
	Okay, well, even though i've already looked over this, i'll still writecha a leettle reviewskies. Ah, what can I say Miss Laurie? I already told ya I like it. Like Roo said, I think you could have gone into a bit more detail at the beginning, but if very good. Keep at it, girly girl! whee! Update? jess -----signature----- I <3 Starrie. Strange Little Girls-> http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24496675/p1/?0 Where are you going?
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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 1/6/04 9:40pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions - Date Edited: 1/6/04 9:45pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Layren
	Hello Everyone! I am glad you are all enjoying this so far. Diane, Yes Yoda will have his hide once he gets back...as will the rest of the Jedi Council.... BecJedi They can't kick him out before TPM silly this isn't an AU Jess, Thanks so much for your continued support! I really hope you like the next post.. edited with your suggestions Repercussions When we last saw our heroes, Qui-Gon had stolen a starship from the Temple hangers to recklessly throw himself into a rescue mission. Chapter Two The two ships landed next to each other at the Jedi Temple. A team of healers, alerted by Kyran's call, rushed forward as soon as his ship lowered its ramp. Taking the injured Padawan from Kyran's arms, they placed her on a stretcher and rushed her off in the direction of the Healers' Ward. Qui-Gon slowly headed down the ramp of his borrowed ship, limping slightly. He tucked his arms into his sleeves as he came to stand next to Kyran who was glancing anxiously in the direction of the Healer's ward. Yoda was approaching, followed by three grim faced knights. The look on Yoda's face was enough to make Qui-Gon's blood run cold. "Go on, Kyran. See to your Padawan." whispered Qui-Gon. Without further comment Kyran turned and left, rushing after the Healers, leaving Qui-Gon alone to face the Jedi Councilor. Yoda narrowed his eyes as he studied Qui-Gon. The tall knight before him stood straight, eyes focused on the horizon. Yoda recognized this posture from his grand-padawan. It meant that Qui-Gon had done something that he knew was going to make those around him very angry, but that he felt was necessary. Well, he had crossed the line too far this time to get nothing more than a verbal reprimand. "To your quarters you will go. Remain there until summoned by the Council. Escort you there, they will." It took all of Qui-Gon's concentration not to take a step back away from the small master hearing the fury in his voice. He bowed deeply. "As you wish, my Master." Qui-Gon turned, limping towards his quarters. The three knights fell into formation around him, two on both sides and one behind. They said nothing. As they walked through the halls, those they passed fell silent and stared. There was no doubt that Qui-Gon was under guard. For a Jedi within the Temple to be so treated was almost unheard of. At long last, they reached Qui-Gon's quarters. Two of the guards took up position outside of his door. The third said in a flat tone, "I will return when the Council is ready to see you." Qui-Gon's stomach was in knots as the reached his quarters. He nodded to the guard and as he hesitated briefly to go inside his quarters. It was clear that they were there to make certain he stayed put locked in his room. He sighed deeply. /Well what else did you expect Jinn? You ran off in the middle of the night, stole a ship without telling anyone where you were going./ Might as well get cleaned up and get ready to face the consequences for his actions. Qui-Gon sighed again as he stepped into the shower and turned the hot water up. He needed to relax. His shoulder muscles were tight from tension. He had not expected the harsh anger in Yoda's voice as he directed him to his room. He knew that the other master would be upset. Yoda had been upset with him before, but it had never been this bad. Qui-Gon wondered just what the Council would do with him. And Kyran. His friend seemed even more upset with him than Yoda. His stomach churned even more at the thought. Feeling no better for having cleaned up, he stepped out of the shower and toweled off. He headed to the kitchen after changing into fresh clothes and put water on for tea. He tentatively reached for the link that he shared with Kyran intending to try to get the other to at least talk to him. //Kyran?// //What?// The reply was sharp. Qui-Gon winced at the sharpness of Kyran's reply. It threw him off and he wasn't quite sure how to respond to it. //I'm sorry. I did what I thought needed to be done. How's Jayla?// //The healers are still examining her. I don't want to hear sorry from you. You always act this way. This discussion is over. I must attend to my padawan.// Kyran raised his mental shields, effectively blocking his friend out of his mind. Qui-Gon cursed feeling the mental walls go up. Sighing deeply as the apology was forced to go unexplained, he went to go get the tea off the stove and he poured himself a steaming mug. You really messed up this time Jinn. Qui-Gon frowned at the thought. That was the understatement of the century. He stood and decided to just go to bed early. ****** Kyran sat in a chair next to his padawan's bedside holding her hand tightly. She looked so young when she was asleep, young and vulnerable. Kyran shuddered knowing he could have lost her and his heart nearly stopped at the thought. Due to his best friend's recklessness. At the tender age of fourteen, she still had a whole life to live. She was too young to die now. It wasn't her time. She had to pull through this. What kind of monster would beat a fourteen-year-old girl? The same kind that had nearly killed his best friend with poison, Kyran thought darkly. Qui-Gon had nearly died. Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon should have stayed in the Healers’ Ward. He'd come risking his life, and possibly his standing in the Jedi order, all because he thought Kyran wouldn't be able to rescue Jayla without any help. Granted, Qui-Gon’s diversion had been useful, but then Kyran had to rescue Qui-Gon. What if the mob had not retreated? What if he or Qui-Gon had been killed? What would have happened to Jayla then, injured, unconscious, and alone? Kyran understood Qui-Gon felt he had let her get kidnapped in the first place. Kyran admitted to himself that at first he had felt the same way, but once he thought about he knew it hadn’t been his friend’s fault. The slavers assumed that Jayla was Qui-Gon's padawan and took decisive action. Wrong place at the wrong time, Kyran sighed. But Qui-Gon had had no business in risking himself after nearly dying. Like you wouldn't have done the same for him, a small voice in his head retorted. Stubbornly Kyran told that part to shut up. "Master?" a soft voice interrupted his musings. Kyran's head jerked towards the voice. He smiled warmly. "Padawan. How do you feel?" "Terrible. I hurt all over, but I'm happy, too. I knew you would come." He squeezed her hand. "I always will so long as there is breath in my body. You can count on that." Jayla's smile quickly turned into a frown. "Master, what about Knight Qui-Gon? Is he all right?" Kyran's gaze hardened slightly and when he spoke his voice was slightly cold but it wasn't directed towards his charge. "Yes, he's alright." "You aren't angry at Knight Qui-Gon for what happened, are you? It wasn't his fault." "No Jayla. I’m not upset with him for your kidnapping. However, suffice it to say we have unresolved issues." "Master?" "Yes, Padawan?" "If you aren't angry at him for my being kidnapped, why are you angry at him? He really did his best to watch out for me." Kyran didn't really want to tell his padawan what happened, since in a way she was part of the fracture between the two friends. She needed to concentrate on her healing. The last thing he needed was dealing with another person that focused on misplace guilt. "There are other reasons I am upset with Knight Jinn. He was responsible for his own actions and is now paying the price for them. Now leave it at that." "Yes, Master," said Jayla in a subdued voice. He stood, smiling reassuringly at his padawan. "I am very grateful not to have lost you, Padawan. I'll go inform the Healer that you're awake." Jayla stared after her master. What could have happened to make him so upset with his best friend? It wasn't that she had been taken while he was responsible for her, Master Kyran had made that clear. 'He was responsible for his own actions.' Jayla puzzled over what that had meant. She had shifted between consciousness and unconsciousness during her rescue. She thought she remembered Master saying Knight Qui-Gon's name. Was Master angry because he hadn't helped in her rescue? Or had he helped? She couldn't quite remember clearly. Perhaps Master would be more willing to talk about it later, Jayla thought drowsily, as she drifted back to sleep. -----signature----- Proud Master to Ara-gon The Triad Chronicles http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/25934993/p1/?177 (OC's) Into Another Day http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27926050/p1/?0 2008 Dear Diary Challenge I am Jinngerbread.
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Stridarious Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 1/6/04 10:16pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions
	[face_shocked] I finally have time to read it! Thanks for the reminders Layren, I truely love this Fan Fic, and all that is therein . I have also decided to save it to a word document to share with others, you will become a great writer I forsee . -----signature----- Padawan of the Lightside \|\| Adopter of docking_bay94
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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 1/6/04 10:23pm Subject: RE: YOUNG QUI-GON FIC: Repercussions
	As I do so humbly thank everyone for their replies I must also point out that I had help on this fic points to greencat standing in the corner This project is just as much hers and without her it would not have been written......Let's all give her a big round of applause for sticking with me through this sucker... cheers madly.... -----signature----- Proud Master to Ara-gon The Triad Chronicles http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/25934993/p1/?177 (OC's) Into Another Day http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27926050/p1/?0 2008 Dear Diary Challenge I am Jinngerbread.
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