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Jaina_Jag_Index Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 10/1/05 5:46pm Subject: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Welcome to the October Challenge! Using the backdrop of the Dark Nest Trilogy (either TJK or TUQ) write a missing scene from Jag's POV. You must include mention of Jaina, BUT you can't use her name more than one time. (Yeah, have fun with that ) Word limit is 2,500 words maximum. The challenge will start on October 1st and end on October 16th at midnight board time. All entries must be posted in this challenge thread to be judged. Anyone interested in judging needs to contact TKeira_Lea . Stories will be judged on the following merits: Adherence to the rules as stated, including how inventive the lack of the word Jaina is applied to the story Originality Spelling/Grammar Characterization Overall effect GOOD LUCK! -----signature----- Managers of the Jaina/Jag Index If you have a Jaina/Jag story, PM us! http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=13884802&replies=0
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BigFatty Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/3/05 6:12am Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	First entry Title: Disillusioned Author: BigFatty Timeframe: Missing scene from the end of TJK Characters: Jag, Jaina, various canon cameos Summary: What happens to Jag after the dreaded conversation with Jaina & Zekk Notes: I own nothing relating to Star Wars, so please don't sue. A huge thanks to my lovely beta, Master Austyn. The song (in red) is Sarah McLachlan's "Dirty Little Secret", also not mine. Special thanks to JJ for sticking it in the end of the Alias premiere and reminding me just how good the song is. If I had the chance, love I would not hesitate To tell you all the things I never said before Don't tell me it's too late It was with both excitement and dread that I recognized the skill and madness of the pilot that could only be the woman who haunts my dreams. She was fighting along side my enemy, giving cause to my comrades to fire on her and her Jedi friends. Every cell in me ached at how wrong the situation was. Days after recognizing her presence, I still wanted to bask in denial. Surely the Killiks were not as awful as Chiss believed they were, as much as I had believed they were the previous week. She was fighting with them, and the last time I found her fighting along side a cause, I joined it. Part of me wondered whether or not this time would be different. Then my moment came: the opportunity to talk with her, alone. Now I would get answers, she would tell him what was truly happening. We would manage to find a peaceful end, and we would be together. I would not her slip away again. I would tell her that I loved her still. That it did not matter that she was fighting with my enemy. I would leave the Chiss for her, if necessary. It did not matter. I would talk with her and all our problems would be solved and we would be happy and together. Hours later, I would wonder just how disillusioned she had caused me to become. Cause I've relied on my illusions To keep me warm at night But I denied in my capacity to love I am willing, to give up this fight For five years now I had used my fantasies to keep me warm against the bitter cold of Csilla or vacuum. The warmth emanating from dreams of holding her in my arms again, of sharing our days together allowed me to fall into blissful sleep where I could prolong those dreams till morning. But that was no more. She was no more. In her place was a shell of the woman I knew, the woman I had loved. I could not even take solace in that like me she would spend her days alone. He was there. And now they were linked together in a way that made me utterly nauseated. Instead of receiving the answers I so longed for, my conversation with two of the latest Joiners had not only given answers I dreaded, but also raised more questions. How could this woman whose fire and independence I so fiercely loved, resign herself to being a drone in a hive-mind? What had happened to her in the past five years to cause this complete change in personality? Where was the woman I loved? Part of me wondered if the reason I was so upset was because of jealousy. I then corrected myself. I did not wonder about the fact, I knew it. I had always been wary of Kyp and Zekk. They were Jedi and that gave them one more way to experience the glory that is… was… Jaina Solo. It was one more way that they could win her over me. But what I saw during our conversation, it was beyond sickening. The way they finished each other sentences, the way they had to be in constant physical contact with the other. I did not know how I was able to stay standing and coherent through the whole thing. This was the first night in five years that I could not sleep. I had given up the illusions of the life I could have with her. There was no warmth to precede my slumber now. I've been up all night drinking To drown my sorrow down Nothing seems to help me since you went away It was a habit that had started with the death of my older brother. The alcohol would help me push away the pain for just a little while. I would do it in private, no need for people to look down at the officer who was already disadvantaged by not having blue skin. This was my new way of finding warmth and peaceful slumber. Letting the whiskey leave a hot trail to my stomach and continuing so that I had digested enough to allow me to blackout for the remainder of the night. I did not mind the reprimand my head gave me in the morning, it was just another thing to take my focus off of how my life would never be. I'm so tired of this town Where every tongue is wagging When every back is turned They’re telling secrets that should never be revealed There's nothing to be gained from this But disaster… Here's a good one… Did you hear about my friend He's embarrassed to be seen now because we all know his sins The Chiss are not a people prone to gossip, but they are prone to gloat. After the worst day of my life, I tried to ignore the looks of my soldiers and the whispers behind my back. I knew they were reveling in the fact that the Outsider who had bested them in so many ways was now a broken man, broken because of a Joiner no less. They would tell my story as an example of why one should never let emotion take a prominent role in life. “If you do, you will end up like him.” I tried to also ignore the verbal assaults Shawnkyr would give to my soldiers in my defense. I did not want to be defended. I did not want pity. I did not know what I wanted anymore. I wished I could turn time back to the month before and stop time there. A month ago I knew the Killiks were a definable enemy I had no problem beating. A month ago I imagined she was saving the galaxy from its troubles. A month ago I could sleep in the safety of my fantasies. But now all of that was forever gone. If I had the chance love You know, I would not hesitate To tell you all the things I never said before Don't tell me it's too late -----signature----- 1 Peter 3:15 My Fics: http://fattysfics.livejournal.com My BSG Blog: http://battlestargalactica.contentquake.com My Office Blog: http://theoffice.contentquake.com I make my own icons
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Lola64 Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/3/05 9:58am Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Wow. These are all going to be sad, aren't they? Great perspective on how Jag feels there. Don't worry Jag, BF will make it better, won't you BF? Great start for the challenge. -----signature----- Kyp/Nurse Lola: the new ship I stalk people. It's a Lola thing. Been gone and is now back. Did you miss me?
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Chimpo_the_Sith Title: FanForce CR FF Poland Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 10/3/05 12:19pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Great entry -----signature----- You can read this? Good you don't need glasses
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BigFatty Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/3/05 2:56pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Lola: Wow. These are all going to be sad, aren't they? More than likely, yes. Don't worry Jag, BF will make it better, won't you BF? Yet another reminder that I need work on a post for Fix You. Great start for the challenge. Thanks Chimpo: Great entry Thank you -----signature----- 1 Peter 3:15 My Fics: http://fattysfics.livejournal.com My BSG Blog: http://battlestargalactica.contentquake.com My Office Blog: http://theoffice.contentquake.com I make my own icons
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oldjedinurse Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 10/3/05 3:15pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Oh, BF, what a beautiful, tragic viggie. I love your writing here. You've expressed Jag's (possible) emotions so well. I particularly liked his take on the Chiss response to his pain, and the way Shawnkyr defends him. Excellent job!! BTW, Sarah McLachlin is great for these songfics, isn't she?? Again, a wonderful entry for this challenge... oldj -----signature----- Confidence is the feeling you have before you understand the situation.
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aurrasingrules101 Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 10/3/05 5:17pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread - Date Edited: 10/3/05 5:19pm (1 edits total) Edited By: aurrasingrules101
	Using the backdrop of the Dark Nest Trilogy (either TJK or TUQ) write a missing scene from Jag's POV. You must include mention of Jaina, BUT you can't use her name more than one time. (Yeah, have fun with that ) Word limit is 2,500 words maximum. The challenge will start on October 1st and end on October 16th at midnight board time. All entries must be posted in this challenge thread to be judged. Anyone interested in judging needs to contact TKeira_Lea . Stories will be judged on the following merits: 1. Adherence to the rules as stated, including how inventive the lack of the word Jaina is applied to the story 2. Originality 3. Spelling/Grammar 4. Characterization 5. Overall effect Entry #2!!! Breathe How do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? It was a question buoyed into Jag’s consciousness as he lay awake on his bunk. He hadn’t slept in years, it seemed. He hadn’t really slept since the last time he had seen his love’s face. How do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? Thoughts of what he had once shared with the most beautiful, exciting, amazing woman in the galaxy plagued him all hours of the day. Even when he was completely focused on another task, she was always there, niggling at the back of his mind. He had loved her, of course, but had never been so tortured by thoughts of her until he had seen what the Joining had done to her. Seeing her—linked psychologically to another man—deprived of the wonderful essence that had made her who she was had destroyed him inside. How do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? Jag was a strong man, mentally and physically. He had stood up under the pain of their separation, but somehow, until then, he had never given up hope. It was then that he realized what she really was to him. He hadn’t known exactly how much he loved Jaina Solo until the moment he realized she was lost to him forever. How do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? Sometimes Jag wondered if her death would not have been easier for him. At least he would have been given closure. He could have said his goodbyes, dealt with his grief the way he had with all his other loved ones who had passed on. This though…this was a torture he would endure until he died. The body of his love still lived and breathed, but the woman who had captured his heart wasn’t there. He could see her, talk to her, but she was no longer the feisty, rebellious, Jedi pilot that claimed ownership on his soul. The thing inhabiting her body wasn’t even human: it was Killik. How do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? He had lived—in his opinion, until that point—a fulfilling life before he met the young Rouge Squadron pilot. He had been placed as Commander of Spike Squadron in his house phalanx, been raised to the rank of Colonel. He had been proud of his accomplishment. The last thing he had expected when entering ‘Known Space’, as they called it, was to fall in love. She caught his attention immediately, and, whether he had realized it or not, it had been love at first sight. How do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? What is breathing? You needed air to breathe. She had been the breath of fresh air that had opened his eyes and heart, had taught him to live. She was the precious element that sustained his life, kept his heart beating, lungs pumping. He had never really lived before he knew her. And now that she was gone, he was suffocating. Now that she was gone, he would never really breathe again. And how do you sleep when you can’t even breathe? Words-2,272 (using MSWord wordcount) -----signature----- Stories in profile 1st Peter 4:16 and John 3:3 Dubbed the Mistress of Cliffhangers "You can call me 'Great One'. Most people do." -Jaina Solo
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Lola64 Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/3/05 6:33pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Very nice aurra I'm going to cry if you guys keep this up. -----signature----- Kyp/Nurse Lola: the new ship I stalk people. It's a Lola thing. Been gone and is now back. Did you miss me?
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oldjedinurse Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 10/3/05 6:40pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Excellent, aurra! He hadn’t known exactly how much he loved Jaina Solo until the moment he realized she was lost to him forever. sigh sniff oldj -----signature----- Confidence is the feeling you have before you understand the situation.
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JadeSolo Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 10/3/05 7:29pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	BigFatty: Hours later, I would wonder just how disillusioned she had caused me to become. Ouch! aurra: The thing inhabiting her body wasn’t even human: it was Killik. That's at once so sad and creepy. Anyone watch the last season of Angel? Reminds me of that. I can tell these will all be wonderful. And horribly depressing. -----signature----- "If you expect a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, it's a victory." "May God bless you and keep you always...I mean that in a civic deist way." -Prof. Siegel "No guaranteed money, but all guaranteed fun!"
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 10/3/05 7:37pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Wow! Two very impressive entries so far. This is going to be gut wrenching thread isn't it? -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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BigFatty Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/3/05 8:44pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Yes, oldj, Sarah McLachlan is a fabulous source for stories like these. Glad you liked it. Thanks to JadeSolo & VaderLVR. Good job Aurra. -----signature----- 1 Peter 3:15 My Fics: http://fattysfics.livejournal.com My BSG Blog: http://battlestargalactica.contentquake.com My Office Blog: http://theoffice.contentquake.com I make my own icons
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WynssaStarflare Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 10/3/05 8:49pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Great job Big Fatty! Great job Aurra! -----signature----- Finally free!!! Now only to find employment....
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Trepidation Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 10/3/05 10:23pm Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Title: "Searching" Author: Trepidation Timeframe: Immediately following the Epilogue of TJK Characters: Jag and unidentified Lt. “Good evening, Commander.” The rigid figure said from the prescribed location two full strides to the rear of the superior. Eye line was one quarter meter above the back of the commander’s head. “May I inquire as to your access request to the outgoing sub-space lines, sir?” “You may not, Lieutenant.” “Sir?” The tall blue presence in immaculate protocol uniform responded with emphasis. “I am aware of your obligations in light of such a request, Lieutenant.” Commander Fel said with the hint of annoyance. “Consider the request withdrawn.” “Yes, Commander, withdrawn Commander.” Came the rigid return as if an echo. He had reacted immaturely. He thought. Of course, the protocol officer in the Communications branch would have to inquire as to the purpose behind a comm transmission outside of the immediate system. It was first year academy tripe that, even, his sister Wynessa would know. Yet, he had made the request for a sub-space line anyway knowing full well that an inquiry would follow. It was too late to belay the request, so he waited for the Lieutenant to show up in order to withdraw it. “Will that be all, Sir.” The even toned question assaulting the dead silence of his quarters jolted him out of his self-absorbed pity. The thought that he had arrived to that state in such short order annoyed him further. However, this time, conscious of his failure, he gave the young Chiss the courtesy of his attention by turning around and making eye contact. “Yes, Lieutenant.” He responded. “That is all. You have performed your duties properly.” Which prompted a salute and the return. As the young protocol officer approached the hatch on the far bulkhead to exit his quarters, a thought crossed Jag’s mind. Perhaps he wouldn’t have to access the holonet to secure the data that he required. “Lieutenant. One more item.” Jag issued with a snap. “Sir?” The young officer said while coming to an instant halt, presenting a full turn and remaining at attention. “I am interested in knowing our capabilities in access of reference materials.” Jag stated as professionally as his tumbled demeanor would allow. “Could you be more specific, Commander?” The officer responded while staring straight ahead. “At ease, Lieutenant.” Jag offered in realization that the formality that was supposed to promote efficiency would do nothing more than prolong his indirect inquiry. “Do we possess access to library uplinks that which would allow unrestricted research to security cleared requests?” “Yes sir.” Jag held his position and said nothing which implied that the Lieutenant should elaborate. “If you will permit me, sir. I will show you the correct access code templates.” Jag moved to the side and motioned the Lieutenant forward to his work station. Within minimal keystrokes, the link had been established and a prompt for proper access identification sat blank in front of him. “That will be all, Lieutenant.” Jag said. He watched the officer exit the hatch before turning back to the screen. Upon entering his security clearance he made an effort to clear his head and initiate a menu of data that he thought might be applicable to his dilemma. Truth be told, he had not the faintest idea where to start. “Access Daunsaba’ord Ice Caves, Apiary records.” He said when nothing else came to mind. Within in moments the screen lit up with an outline of available records. Well you have brought me to this. I sit here in my quarters searching for something to help you. Despite all logic that you cannot help someone who does not acknowledge that they are in need of such assistance, or that does not want to be saved, one would have to question the motivations of that liberator. Still, that is what I am committed to be; your liberator. “Refine search to include keywords hive behavior, colony singularity.” I am disgusted by the prison you have created. I was appalled by the cell mate that you have been assigned. I cannot imagine you choosing such an arrangement. That is why I am going to find a way remove you from such a perverted collective. You were the most independent, self-assured, self-motivated person I knew. It was much of what I loved about you. I cannot love what you are now. I cannot imagine that you could love such a non-entity. “Refine search to include wave frequency communication, chemical pheromone communication, physical dance communication” I am dismayed to see such little effort by those who claim to love you in making you whole again. It was my intention to convince you to return the love that I feel for you. That is no longer the objective. I am resigned to the fact that such an arrangement between us cannot occur. Not now. Perhaps never. My purpose from this point forward has nothing to do with me. My intent is to allow you to return from your shared consciousness to a state where you can love yourself again, and only yourself. From that point, it will be upon your shoulders what you do with that profound gift. “Refine search to include summation results removal of Queen; communication jamming; seclusion; hive destruction; individuality Would you want me to do this? Would you want me to pour myself into the dedication of re-establishing the ‘self’ in you so that your life reacquires ownership? Accomplishments can be celebrated in recognition of the rewards of self-achievement. Privacy can be tended in an effort to understand more internally about yourself. A smile, a look, a kiss, they are personal tokens that should only be meant for one. From this point, I am not concerned with the source of such tokens. I am concerned for you. I am concerned that you will never, again, know the special qualities of that delivery in the event that they are solely meant for you, and no one else. I cannot believe that you would not want me to help you experience those most treasured possibilities to your life. “You cannot even finish your own words without some lackey tag-along invading your individuality.” Jag said out loud as the anxiety of what he experienced in a comm less than one standard hour ago worked itself to the surface. “Please restate defining parameters. Command not recognized.” The computerized voice returned to his outburst. “Refine search: List all experts in previously defined search strictures. Provide contact data, and current location. priority Fel, Jagged CMD; Download datapad encrypt access code 4-EVR-JAI-NA. ” -----signature----- "I've met people who figure me for a spoiled Jedi brat." --Jaina Solo "Nooooooooooo !!!!!" snort---Trepidation
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BigFatty Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/4/05 7:34am Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Thanks Wynssa. Good job Trepidation. Glad to see someone's taken an optimistic line of thinking. -----signature----- 1 Peter 3:15 My Fics: http://fattysfics.livejournal.com My BSG Blog: http://battlestargalactica.contentquake.com My Office Blog: http://theoffice.contentquake.com I make my own icons
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Trepidation Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 10/4/05 8:04am Subject: RE: Jaina/Jag Index October Challenge Thread
	Big Fatty: posted: How could this woman whose fire and independence I so fiercely loved, resign herself to being a drone in a hive-mind? What had happened to her in the past five years to cause this complete change in personality? Where was the woman I loved? My favorite clause in yours. I think all of the posts will have something dedicated to this point...but I, really, liked the way you put it. It is, also, the reason I feel optimism for a return to a similar Jaina of old. It is the independence of the persona that makes Jaina such a stand-out character. I think it is a given that it will return. How? is another question entirely...but it will have to be a strong presence or event. Either way...I enjoyed your entry...and I'm a Sarah McLachlan fan...so BONUS! aurrasingrules101 posted: The body of his love still lived and breathed, but the woman who had captured his heart wasn’t there. He could see her, talk to her, but she was no longer the feisty, rebellious, Jedi pilot that claimed ownership on his soul. The thing inhabiting her body wasn’t even human: it was Killik. There's the theme that we will all address. Well put! I enjoyed your version. It oozes with pain and frustration... Cheers, Trep -----signature----- "I've met people who figure me for a spoiled Jedi brat." --Jaina Solo "Nooooooooooo !!!!!" snort---Trepidation
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