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jedi7 Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 3/21/03 8:17am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Ooooooh, ooooooh, ooooooooooh!, I think I might like Obi bad. 7
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/21/03 10:15am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Kitara : That's our Obi-Wan, all right. He's a perfection of his profession. Vadey : Well, yes. The Force is mysterious in its ways. We must be patient. Kandriya : Hmm … Froggy : Umm … Arwen : Thanks! jedi7 : Thanks! Aunecah
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Jedi_Nifet Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 3/21/03 11:31am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Good bad Obi! If you know what I mean -----signature----- ~~Beauty is the food of soul~~
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/21/03 1:50pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Oh, I know exactly what you mean Nifet. I'm sincerely addicted to him, and am now torn between writing this 'fic and Time and Again. The good thing is that I enjoy Mr. Insensitive Lout Qui-Gon as much as evil, evil Obi-Wan, so you can be assured that this isn't getting daily updates - darn it. On the other hand, I could write shorter daily posts ... if I had the right kind of encouragement. [face_shocked] Aunecah
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Jedi_Nifet Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 3/21/03 11:46pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Daily you say? No, daily is a bit too much - I need to dive out of this wonderful world once in a while, don't you think? How about once in two days -----signature----- ~~Beauty is the food of soul~~
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jedi7 Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 3/22/03 4:06am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Post when you feel it, but keep on! 7
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/22/03 9:11am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	Of course I wasn't going to post daily - can you imagine me trying to keep up with both Time and Again AND this 'fic? I'm going to die and go to hell. [face_shocked] Anyway, stay tuned for next post sometime later this week. If anybody is wondering about the little conversation between Obi-Wan and the Sith Lord (without actually being obsessed with Obi patting Adi's butt, that is ), we're going to be eloberating on that. Thanks for reading guys Aunecah
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/27/03 3:44pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	All righty, dear readers, the post that is coming in next is going to be an Obi/Qui post. I'm almost done with it, and it is somewhere near ten pages long, but I think I want to add a little more to it. So, look for a post sometime later today or early tomorrow. Aunecah
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Jedi_Nifet Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 3/28/03 12:34am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-19
	I wonder how is that. Or rather what it would look like -----signature----- ~~Beauty is the food of soul~~
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/28/03 11:55am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28! - Date Edited: 3/28/03 12:04pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Aunecah_Skywalker
	All right, I lied. We don't have Obi/Qui meeting just yet. But we have something else that's equally interesting (I hope). Here it is, the next post, which, after pruning down all the unnecessarily cluttering prose, turned out to be 8 pages long. EDIT: btw, Anakin IS the older one in this 'fic. Aunecah ------------------- Chapter Two – "Of Light and Dark" "Ssh. You'll wake her up." Two musical voices spoke in little whispers to each other, but their voices echoed in the still air of the room. Even though she was awake, Padmé kept her eyes closed, listening with a smile as one voice ushered the other voice into being quiet. The voices moved steadily toward where she was lying on her bed, pretending to be asleep. "But she's awake," whispered the second voice. Padmé felt the bed shift slightly and though she couldn't see she knew that two lithe forms were making their way up onto the bed to sit beside her. A shadow fell across her face as if somebody came between her and the early morning twilight that was showering into the room and through her closed eyelids. Padmé remained absolutely still until the shadow passed and she felt the bed shift behind her again, as somebody, probably her son, sat down. "No, she's not," Luke whispered. "Her eyes are closed." Padmé could just imagine the look on Luke's face as he said that, his little forefinger pointed at her. Just as easily, she could conjure up the expression on her daughter, Leia's face as she stared at her twin brother with her big brown eyes narrowed and her mouth pressed into a thin line. "But she's usually awake at this time," Leia pointed out earnestly. "She isn't awake today!" Luke said stubbornly. A chuckle trailed out of Padmé's lips before she could stop it; not wanting to disappoint her children, she quickly half-coughed and half-yawned, rolling over onto her other side. Her arm fell across Luke's legs. Even though she couldn't use the Force, Padmé could almost sense Luke's and Leia's anxiety. "I told you so," Leia whispered fiercely. Her two children waited in absolute silence for the next couple of minutes, Luke as still as a stone. Padmé could barely keep the smile off her face, but she willed herself to not chuckle as she waited for something to happen, for Luke to retort. "She's still asleep," Luke said as if reading her thoughts. "Look." Padmé's forefinger and middle finger walked up Luke's leg and jumped the last distance to his neck. Luke giggled as two fingers tickled him around his neck. Padmé took her little son in her arms as she rose into a sitting position, and grabbing him firmly around his waist as he tried to get away, she let her finger jerk back and forth vigorously under his chin. An instant later, giggling louder than Luke, Leia joined her mother in on her favorite sport of tickling the very ticklish Luke anywhere and everywhere she could, mostly under his feet. "All right, what're my little devil and angel doing here?" Padmé asked, stopping tickling Luke finally, seeing that he looked ready to stop breathing, and hugging him closely. "Happy birthday Mama!" Luke screamed into her face in delight as he threw his little arms around her neck. Padmé sprung back as Leia's tiny weight slammed into her as well. Tears of joy streaming down her eyes, Padmé hugged both her children tightly. Times like these were the only things that enabled Padmé to continue on the tiring job of ruling a planet, especially when the planet was so close to the areas conquered by the Sith Lords. She sat there rocking back and forth, hugging her children tightly as if under a spell. Somebody cleared their throat from near the door and the spell was broken; Padmé looked up and saw Cordé, Dormé, and Sabé standing there, looking guilty for interrupting the joyous moment. With a sigh Padmé let go off her two children. "All right, my little devils, Mama has to go get dressed now. " Luke's and Leia's faces fell at once. Tears welled up in Padmé's throat as she looked at her three-year-old children; it wasn't fair for them to have their mother always working, and Padmé herself didn't like not being able to spend time with her children and her husband, but unfortunately, Naboo needed a queen and there simply wasn't anybody else who were willing to run for that position. Even if they did, Padmé very much doubted they would have Naboo stand on the side of justice; most likely, they would just shake hands with the Sith. She watched with a pained look as Luke and Leia followed Cordé and Dormé mournfully, their little arms folded across their chests. At the door, they paused as if they hoped Padmé would say something. They weren't disappointed. "If Cordé tells me that you two behaved like good children today, then Mama's going to take you both to Crystal park in the evening." The looks of gloom were replaced instantly with bubbling joy as Luke and Leia jumped up and down in excitement. "Will Papa come with us too, Mama?" asked Leia, her brown orbs shining. "Yes, Leia, but only if you two finish your daily lessons and don't start another food fight," said Padmé in mock-seriousness. "Oh, we won't, Mama!" Luke and Leia assured her as one. They sprung out of the room, a jumpy note on their heel. Padmé shook her head, smiling as Cordé and Dormé ran after them, shouting for them to slow down. Then, she sighed, and looked at Sabé. "What is it, Sabé?" "Milady, His Highness received an urgent call from Master Yoda. He had to start immediately to Nntuga, and apologized for not wishing you happy birthday in person." Padmé sighed as she stood. "Well, there go my plans for Crystal park." It seemed that they were never together. When Padmé wasn't busy, Anakin was called away on some important mission and when Anakin was free, Padmé was suffering through hours and hours of political rambling. "Actually, he told me to inform you that he should be back by the evening, Your Highness," Sabé said with a smile. Padmé nodded slowly. "What else?" "We have an unexpected visit from the royal family of Alderaan." Sabé's eyes twinkled, even though her face remained serious and somber. "Viceroy Organa claims they have something about the Sith that might interest you. He and his lady are expected to arrive within the hour." "Saché's coming?" Padmé asked, her mood, which had gone tumbling down the hill as soon as she had been informed that she wouldn't get to spend a day alone with her husband, brightened immediately. Saché, who had been one of Padmé's former handmaidens, had secretly eloped with the Viceroy, a good friend of Padmé's, a couple of years ago and had come back as a married woman and a guest. It had been nearly seven months since Padmé had last talked with Saché, and she had really been wanting to talk to her ever since Saché had called her and told her that she was pregnant. "Order for the preparations, Sabé," Padmé ordered as she crossed the room over to the adjoining refresher unit. She paused near the door. "Classical style, I think, Saché always loved the color green." "Yes, Your Highness." "Anything else, Sabé?" "No, Your Highness." Sabé dropped the formality with a gentle smile. "Happy birthday, Padmé. Only six more years till you hit forty, you know." Padmé just shook her head. "Six more years, Sabé! You look ready to make me a grandmother right now!" she said with a laugh. -------------------- Unlike most natives of Tatooine, Anakin hated bars with a passion, and Nntuga was known for nothing but its bars. Coming fourth only to Tatooine, Coruscant, and Nar Shaddaa as a safe house to criminals and some of the most disgusting lowlifes, Nntuga had been a target for the Sith Lords for a while now. What Anakin was sent here was to some nameless person's allegations that a Sith Lord was present here. Nntuga was dangerously close to both Naboo and the Jedi homeworld of Kundali, and having a Sith present here was something that was taken very seriously. If the Sith managed to capture Nntuga, not only would they have hordes of criminals to raise the numbers of their non-Force-sensitive army, they would also have an easy base to strike at both Naboo and Kundali. If the rumors were true, then the Sith was here on reconnaissance mission, and Anakin was here to stop him from finding the information that he or she wanted, and preferably stopping him from ever going back to report to his superiors. The Sith were fairly easy to find, despite their formidable shielding. They created such disruption in the Force, all Anakin needed to do was follow the disturbance. He had killed nearly three Sith Apprentices this way, but he had yet to meet a full-blown Sith Lord. Anakin frowned mildly from where he was seated in the corner of the Dancing Twi'leks bar. Standing up to its name and its reputation, it had several Twi'leks on the dais in the middle, where they were dancing to a fast and furious song played by a Bith band. Most of the customers' eyes were drawn to the Twi'leks, the one standing in the middle in particular, who was a price to catch and a beauty to bed, but Anakin wasn't in the least bit interested in any of them. All he wanted to do was get done with his mission quickly so he could go back to Naboo and enjoy his wife's birthday with her and their children, Luke and Leia. A smile tugged at Anakin's face as he thought about Luke and Leia. They were all of three years now, and quite bright and lovable, especially Luke, who made friends wherever he went. Like their father, their midichlorine counts were extremely high. Once they were trained, they would become formidable Jedi, but neither Anakin nor Padmé talked about their training much. It was still at least a decade off, and Anakin didn't want Padmé to start mourning about the impending parting with her children from now on. "Here you go hunny, anythin' else you want?" A Twi'lek waitress slapped a mug of blood-red concoction onto the table, which was unsurprisingly dirty. From the drool that was still dripping off the corner of the table, the table had hosted either a Dug or a Whiphid before him. "No, thank you," Anakin said with distaste as thoughts of the slobber brought his breakfast welling up his throat. "Are ya sure hunny?" The Twi'lek's placed her leg suggestively on a chair beside Anakin. Her attire (or rather the lack of it), while thought of as being modest in this place, would have been completely inappropriate anywhere else in the galaxy. Even bars on Naboo that entertained life of lowest denominator would have looked like academies, and the dancers and maids there like teachers, in comparison. Anakin just shook his head and waved his hand, mildly suggesting the Twi'lek woman to go away and take care of other customers. She pulled her leg down from the chair and was halfway across the room when she stopped in mild confusion. Shaking her head, she cut a meandering path into the kitchen. A putrid smell blasted into Anakin's nostrils as the door to the kitchen swung open at her touch; but he sensed a sudden succulence from the three Dugs that were sitting not too far away from Anakin. He was happily distracted from the sight of saliva dribbling out of their mouth, however, when the door opened, and a man and a woman entered the bar. Anakin knew immediately that this was the person that he had come here looking for; the only problem was that he wasn't sure whether it was the man or the woman who was the Sith. Anakin watched out of the corner of his eyes as the two strode over to the counter where the bartender with only two arms was working at lightspeed to get everybody their drinks before they came for his head. He stopped instantly, however, as soon as he saw the man and the woman. They talked quietly, and the bartender pointed out the door and then up at the ceiling and then left at the wall, as if he were giving directions of some kind. They don't look like Sith, Anakin mused silently as he watched. With auburn hair and twinkling blue eyes, the man looked almost like a Jedi, handsome and daring; the woman was human too, and would have been considered beautiful by many, but she seemed somewhat out of place beside the man. Anakin noted that several of the creatures that had been until now occupied with gambling in very loud voices and, sometimes, very tight fists, were now looking at the woman. Anakin stood easily from where he sat as the two slapped some – okay, a lot of – credits into the bartender's hands and left toward the door. Halfway there, they stopped when the bartender shouted the woman's name ("Tika Odul") and waved nervously at the tote bag that had been left on the counter. Throwing his companion an easy smile, the man sprinted back to the bartender, while the woman waited near the wall. Of course, nothing was ever easy when in a bar on Nntuga with a particularly notorious reputation. He had just made it within three or less meters toward the woman when somebody walked over to her. "Hiya sweetie, wanna see where I sleep?" The alien who had lumbered over to Tika Odul was a Brigian. Like anyone else would have, Tika Odul scowled at being in such a close proximity with him. Brigians were characterized by their long, lithe forms, a blotchy purple skin, and sumptuous red eyes; despite their contrary belief, they were among the ugliest species in the galaxy. Tika Odul didn't say anything. The way she looked at the Brigian, in fact, suggested that she thought he was so inferior to her he was unworthy of being spoken to. Of course, neither he expression nor her silence stopped the Brigian from doing what he wanted. He grabbed her wrist, which prompted Tika Odul to writhe back in disgust. It surprised Anakin that she wasn't in the least bit afraid of what the ruthless Brigian could do to her. With his hand hovering above his lightsaber, Anakin watched from a table not too far away as the Brigian tried to drag the woman out of the bar. By this time, she was starting to struggle herself, trying to hold onto something, anything, that would stop her from being hauled out of the bar. She was surprisingly strong for a woman so slender. Finally, amid applause and sniggers, the Brigian let go off Tika Odul's wrist and picked her up in his arms. Pounding furiously against his chest, the woman started screaming as the Brigian sprinted over to the table where his buddies sat, waving him toward them with a sick excitement and anticipation shining in their boring red eyes. Having seen enough, Anakin started toward the table, but the man who had come into the bar with her got there first. "A problem, gentlemen?" he asked, his face a façade of serenity as he took hold of Tika Odul's hand and pulled her away from the Brigian. "Whatsa thiss, sweetie, thissa your boyfriend?" The Brigian all howled with laughter as Tika held onto the man's shoulder tightly, her face burning with humiliation and anger. Placing a comforting arm around Tika Odul's shoulder, the man whispered something in her ear and started to steer her away from the table. One of the Brigians stood and shoved against the man's back with his leg. The Brigian probably never even saw it coming. One second, he was laughing as his comrades hooted and snickered. The next second he was blasted back against and right through the wall as bolts of deep purple energy erupted out of the man's fingers. Anakin's lightsaber was up and humming in his hand even before the Brigians lost the snickers on their faces and stared at the Sith. For an entire instant, there was utter silence. Hearing and obviously recognizing the sound of the lightsaber igniting, the Sith turned around and looked at Anakin, a bemused expression on his face. The Dancing Twi'leks erupted in screams as soon as it registered in everybody's mind that there was going to be a nasty Jedi-Sith fight here in exactly one second. Everybody, including the bar staff, rushed toward the exits, their screams mingling and rising enough to shoot the ceiling off into the sky. The Brigians stood from the table, sweat pouring down their faces voluminously as they stared at the Sith, obviously arguing with themselves between trying to make a run for it and diverting the Sith's attention onto them. Staring at the others fearfully, one of the Brigians took a step away from the table. "Where do you think you're going?" the Sith asked coolly, tearing his gaze away from Anakin to look at the Brigian. He motioned with one finger for them all to sit down, which the Brigians did instantly without a protest. Tika Odul smiled twistedly with satisfaction as they all scrambled for chairs in their fear. She leaned forward as if to kiss the Sith on the cheek, but he turned just at the right instant for her lips to press against his. "Go wait outside, Tika. I'll be right there with you after I deal with our Jedi boy here." Anakin bristled, which only made the Sith's sneer enlarge. "You promised me to buy me that necklace, Obi-Wan," said Tika Odul with a mild frown. "I'll buy it. Go on." With another frown and an accompanying sigh, Tika Odul left the Sith and walked over to the door, where she sat down on the topmost step casually, and waited. "What makes you think you can fight with me and live to tell the tale?" the Sith by the name Obi-Wan asked. He didn't reach for his lightsaber, wherever he had hid it, because it definitely wasn't nowhere near his waist. Anakin didn't answer. Obi-Wan didn't look to be much older than twenty, which meant that he was younger than Anakin by almost a decade, but that didn't mean anything, of course. The Sith were particularly keen on teaching their apprentices how to duel, and Anakin had a strange sense of foreboding that he was meeting a particularly excellent swordsman. His posture itself, the confidence with which he held himself and talked, was enough to convince Anakin of that. "I thought you Jedi would know by now not to face a Sith alone," said Obi-Wan with a twisted grin. " He had just a moment's warning from the Force before Dark energy leapt out of Obi-Wan's finger. Anakin twisted his lightsaber around in front of him and captured the bolt of energy with his glowing blue blade. "I am a very slow learner." Obi-Wan grinned and strode back a couple of steps, his arms folded. The Force screamed at him of danger, and the next instant twenty or thirty chairs and tables blasted at Anakin, each of them breaking into several dozen splinters. Anakin's eyes went wide; Force-storm was one of the most difficult techniques to master for a Sith because it required not only a lot of concentration but also stability within the Force, something that most Sith lacked. Apprentice or not, young or old, Obi-Wan was a powerful Sith, more powerful than Anakin. "Sithspit." Anakin bolted aside with Force-enhanced speed, but the breaking pieces of furniture followed him around like a swarm of blackstripe-bees. Anakin cursed mentally as he continued bolted right through a window, spurting ahead into the dark. The Sith and his Force-storm of furniture didn't follow him out of the bar. He heard crackle of energy, one loud voice of intense fear, and felt several presences, belonging to the Brigians, wink out of existence. Dead. All of them. And Anakin couldn't do anything about it. Some Jedi he was. -------------------- "The rumors are true, my Masters, there is a Sith on Nntuga." Anakin, back on Naboo, stared at the flickering blue-tinged images of Masters Yoda, Mace Windu, and Qui-Gon Jinn. "Mm. Disconcerting this is," said Yoda. "Yes, Master." "Did he know of your presence there, Anakin?" "Yes, Master. We – fought." Not really, but the three Jedi Masters didn't need to know that. "He is powerful. He came to the bar with a woman, Tika Odul, I believe her name is. She didn't show any hints of Dark Side, but I'm not sure if she's a Sith or not." Mace Windu's hologram frowned and then turned to Yoda. "Do you think it's possible there are more Sith on the planet." Yoda shook his head with a sigh. "Much darkness there is on Nntuga, but cloud everything the Dark Side does. Impossible to say whether on the world one or a hundred Sith there are." "I think it's only one Sith," Anakin said cautiously. "Like I said, he was very powerful and ruthless, but he is also stable in the Force. He could create a Force-storm." "A Force-storm you say," Yoda said while Qui-Gon and Mace Windu stared at him. "A formidable enemy he will be if remains alive he does." "Yes, Master, but he looks around only twenty." "Age matters not," Yoda said stiffly. "If Force-storm create he can then powerful than many he is." He looked at Qui-Gon and Mace. "Go to Nntuga you must. Take Masters Gallia and Tahl with you if you must." "To kill him?" Qui-Gon inquired. Yoda didn't answer immediately. "Capture him you must," he said finally. "At all costs. Dependent upon it the fate of the galaxy and the Jedi is." --------------------
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forever_jedi Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/28/03 2:17pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Let me see if I understand this. Qui-Gon, Anakin, Obi-Wan have all died and now Obi-Wan has been reincarnated by the Force in a complete AU? And Obi-Wan is a full-blown Sith complete with blue lightning? Obi's early life and the prophecy surrounding his birth somehow reminded me of the canon Anakin. A woman resembling Rain will be in Obi's future? Do any of these guys have any memories from their past lives? This is so deliciously different - an evil, unapologetic Sithly Obi, at the beck and call of Sidious! Simply wonderful! The Force does have a strange sense of humor, doesn't it? -----signature----- “Kenobi was luminous, a transparent being, a window onto a sunlit meadow of the Force.” RotS, Matt Stover. "The Force will be with you, always."
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PadawanKitara Registered: Dec '01	Date Posted: 3/28/03 9:45pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	it seems that fj has summed it up pretty good, especially that the force has an interesting sense of humor. -----signature----- Courtier of the Royal Order of Shambling Dufi We are Dufi...Resistance is Futile! UCLA BRUINS
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Jedi_Nifet Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 3/30/03 4:09am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28! - Date Edited: 3/30/03 4:13am (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi_Nifet
	Agree with fj and PK Aunecah, I have a question, though: why did you put it into a 'Before the Saga' directory? -----signature----- ~~Beauty is the food of soul~~
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PaddyJuan Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 3/30/03 2:53pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	this is so riveting!!! love the sith-obi! -----signature----- Smile, it makes everyone wonder what you are up to? ~~~ __((O.O))__ ~~~ Panther's Cub - http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=10596413 ~~ Panther's Cub is complete now ~~ others in bio
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LuvEwan Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 3/31/03 1:54pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Ohmigosh, Aunecah. [face_shocked] This is amazing! The section at the beginning, with Obi and Rain/Force, was beautiful and descriptively stunning! The entire storyline is incredibly original and wonderful. And I know this sounds Sith-ly of me, but I really like this bad Obi. You've made the perfect blend of charm and darkness in him...though the former will always outweigh the latter. Fantastic job. Can't wait for more! -----signature----- So it was Anakin's butt after all. He supposed he might take a modicum of comfort from that. -Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith, by Matthew Stover
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