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Tanith Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 2/17/04 6:05am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/13
	Oh dear, Qui using the force to help him at Sabbac Wonder where he honed his skills - if this was Jemmiah's fic it would have been with Sexy Dexy Yes, economics probably is part of the reason for the hightened tension, but it can't be everything, as money as a motive has always been there. Or ..... I could be totally wrong. -----signature----- Area 42 - Edinburgh's sci-fi club: http://www.area42.org.uk
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Lilith Demodae Registered: Oct '99	Date Posted: 2/18/04 11:37am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/13
	Sorry for the delay, yet another round of emergency babysitting... Sometimes it sucks being everyone's favorite aunt.... _________________________________ If they couldn't hear our voices outside of the office, it wasn't from lack of trying. I was shouting at the top of my lungs and Death was giving as good as he got. The datacards and holos sitting on the desk jumped every time Roble's heavy fist impacted on the duraplast surface. "What did you think you were doing?" "For the thirtieth time: I went for a ride to visit a friend. The patrols haven't seen anything, there's been no news of more fights from the other gangs, I figured it was plenty safe." "You figured? Crash, I am the one in charge here. I decide when it's safe and when it's not. You could have been killed." "But I wasn't killed. I half wish I was because then I wouldn't be standing here listening to you rant about my plots to drive you into an early grave." "I suppose I shouldn't have heart attacks every time you plan to make my life miserable, but-" "Plan?! You know me, Roble. I don't plan anything except my next slice." "Yes, you go flying off without a thought of who might have to pay the consequences for your actions. If you're not going to think about how I might react to you pulling stunts like that, at least take a nanosecond to think about how Shael might feel." That stopped me flatter than a twenty story drop. And in the following sharp silence I couldn't help but remember the look on Shael's face when Qui- Mason and I had returned. At first it had been vast relief, backed by a solid wall of very real fear. Then his emotional safety valve had kicked in and all that had been pushed aside by his well known temper. And that temper only ever served to spark my own. If I hadn't been in that office getting reamed by Roble, I'd have been in one of the other rooms driving an even bigger wedge between Shael and myself. The ache I felt at the very thought must have been plain on my face because Death eased down into his chair and sighed. "He loves you, Crash. And I know you love him. The two of you make me crazy." "We make each other crazy," I muttered. "Everyone else we drive completely around the bend into lip-flipping insanity." I hadn't meant to be funny, but Roble laughed anyway and a bit more of the tension drained away. Roble and I were good for each other that way. Like a brother and sister, we could scream and shout horrible things at each other and then let it all go and be friends again. Shael and I just pump each other up higher and higher until one of us explodes. I prayed fervently that we'd find our balance someday and be able to laugh off things like that. "I'm really sorry, Roble, but it just seems like every male I know is trying to protect me from living my life," I explained as I slumped down into a chair. "But I'm not a child and I'm not helpless and I chose the life I have. If I screw up and get myself killed, that's my choice, my life. It's not your failure." Roble looked at me, his expression calm, but serious, and finally nodded. "I know that, Crash, but I couldn't worry about you more if you were my own sister. Most of the guys feel the same way. We just want to keep you safe and happy." I rolled my eyes. I knew all that. I've heard it dozens of times. It's their standard 'protecting you from yourself' excuse. "If I were as tall and muscley as Ishtari you guys wouldn't do this to me," I muttered. "True. We don't think of Ishtari as our little sister. More than half the guys would love to date her but are scared to ask. And when you become a Jedi and can see the future, we'll stop hovering and trying to protect you, okay?" "Okay," I ruefully agreed. //Jedi. Protecting. Oops!// I jolted suddenly to my feet. "Speaking of protecting people, I need to go find Mason. Shael's just mad enough to blame him for driving me to Bobby's today." Roble shook his head in weariness. "Yeah, we'd better go see together. The last thing we need now is to kill a prospective member." -----signature----- This post is brought to you by: This space for rent
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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 2/18/04 11:50am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/18
	Baby sitting .. what fun.... Another very excellent post as always. Great job my dear. Looking forward to the sequel more and more -----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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Shaindl Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 2/19/04 8:38am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/18
	Loved the seemingly throwaway line by Death at the end about Jedi. If he only knew... Your dialogue is really incredible, Lilith - wonderfully realistic. That's something that can really make or break a story for me and you do it so well. And I know what you mean about the babysitting. I'm 11 years older than my only sibling - growing up, my parents had a built-in babysitter in their home. If only I could have charged them what I usually would have for babysitting back then...sigh. Cheers, Shaindl -----signature----- Halfway Moment - Qui, Obi, Anakin AU - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20110461/?0 - UPDATED JULY 3!
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Healer_Leona Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 2/20/04 10:55am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/18
	Behind again.... I would've thought with Crash's ability to read people she'd be better then an indifferent sabacc player and that 'Mason' would have let the others win a bit more. And as far as things being about the money.... it's what seems to make the world go 'round. I'd forgotten that Death argued with Crash after she got back... rightfully so since he doesn't know what she knows. At first it had been vast relief, backed by a solid wall of very real fear. I can so see it and my heart aches for Shael everytime I read it. Yep, she better go see what her man's up too. Lil, think of babysitting as practicing. -----signature----- Feel so good, but I'm old 2000 years of chasing's taking it's toll
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PadawanKitara Registered: Dec '01	Date Posted: 2/20/04 9:46pm Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/18
	That's why I love being auntie- after I have fun with the little munchkins for a few hours, I can give them back!!! -----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: 2/21/04 3:23pm Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/18
	Looking at you, people, talking I can only thank God (and my parents) that I have only one sibling who is 2.5 years younger than me. -----signature----- ~~Beauty is the food of soul~~
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Lilith Demodae Registered: Oct '99	Date Posted: 2/23/04 8:39am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/18
	Hey, they're not so bad and I love 'em to death, it's just that since I'm the only one without rugrats of my own, I'm the default babysitter, and I have to put my foot down if I'm going to get a weekend to myself. ______________________________________________ I closed my eyes and would have sobbed from frustration if I'd thought it would have done me any good at all. Mason hadn't been touched, but that was because Ishtari had both Shael's arms pinned behind his back and Sloan was standing between them, trying to talk some sense into his older brother. Mason's face expressed an understanding and forgiveness that were only serving to make my man even madder still, and a calmness that only the Jedi or the truly naive could project with any sincerity. Shael wasn't going to come down from his screaming rage without some serious venting. Anyone could see that. Unfortunately, Roble and I weren't too keen on letting him beat the living Force out of Mason. I mean, I know Jedi are taught to defend themselves, but Shael knows rough hand-fighting as only a street survivor can. It seemed to me that the only way I could defuse the problem was to let Shael scream and shout at me for a while. "Red, put him in room two for me. I'll be there in a minute." Ishtari nodded and marched Shael away, Sloan beside him, talking quietly the whole distance. As Mason's sponsor I had an obligation to shepherd him and keep him safe, from himself if need be. Not that this one was really his fault at all, but he obviously hadn't figured out that he should have stayed far away from a violently enraged War. "Mason, you okay?" "Yes, he was not all that subtle in his approach." "I take it Ishtari stepped in before he could actually swing at you?" "No, I ducked the first one, and then she put him in a very neat double hammer lock." "She likes that one, taught me how to slip it." I sighed and tugged at the hem of my jacket. "Look, he needs to vent a bit to calm down, and even after that I think it would be a good idea if you stayed as far away from him as circumstances allow. He's the type to hold a grudge." Mason acknowledged that with a nod and I strode away to face the inevitable. //Might as well get it over with. I suppose I should be used to getting yelled at by now.// Ishtari gave me a nod as I met her at the door. She dropped a gentle hand to my shoulder and gave it a squeeze before walking away. Sloan wrapped me in a gentle, brotherly hug. "Go easy on him, he's hurting." "I know," I whispered back into his ear. He released me, a hopeful little smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, and walked away. I took another deep breath. I'd vented in Roble's office, so I needed to keep a lid on my temper while in that room. It wasn't going to be easy because I'd never had any reason to keep a hold on my temper before. Letting my breath out in another weary sigh, I opened the door and stepped in. And was immediately swept up in a fierce hug. I was confused beyond all previous definitions of the concept. Shael just stood there and held me tight against him. There was no yelling, there was no shouting, no angry words. In fact, there were no words at all. Slowly, I wrapped my arms around him to return the hug. Through the thin shirt he wore, I could feel the tension drain out of his muscles and he sighed, with what I interpreted as relief, into my hair. "I'm so sorry, Chenowyth, really I am." His breath whispered in warm puffs across the top of my head. "I know you were mad at me, but I didn't think you were that mad. I just can't stand the thought of you getting hurt and I want to ..." he trailed off and his shoulders sagged as he realized where he was heading again. Shael still hadn't released the hug, as if he was afraid that I'd slam the door in his face again. "Please, I only get mad and yell because I'd be lost if you got hurt and it scares me to death. Please speak to me again." I pulled back a little and he reluctantly allowed me to ease out of his arms. I stood silently, looking up into his face, into his beautiful brown eyes, and was amazed at what I saw there. Someone had been talking to him. Several someones, in all probability. Ishtari, Roble, Sloan and Nash hit the top of my mental list. Whatever they'd said seemed to have taken hold because there was no lingering trace of anger in his expression at all, only fear and pleading and sincerity. I couldn't help it. Tears welled up and one slipped, warm and damp, down my cheek. "I love you, Shael, but sometimes you make me so kriffing angry." "I know it won't help to say that I feel the same way, but it's true." I pushed Shael toward a chair and he took the hint and sat on it. I settled myself in his lap and wound my arms around his neck. "That does help, a little," I told him. "What would help more is not yelling so much." "I've told you I'm sorry, but I just can't help it." "You helped it just fine a few minutes ago." "Yeah, but that's different." I wanted to demand why it was different, but in a rare show of discretion, I held back. Shael continued, "Whenever I see you with that Cade guy, I just, just wanna pound his face in." "Shael, I'm his sponsor. Besides, no one else in this entire gang would have given me a lift to Bobby's, and you blasted well know it." I shifted around to face him more fully. "I'd have sat on my bunk all day, pouting and staying mad at you and Death. How is that better than this?" I asked as I wound my arms around his neck. "You're right." He moved in close and brushed a kiss across my lips. "This is much better than you pouting and being mad all day." -----signature----- This post is brought to you by: This space for rent
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Calamity Jinn Registered: May '00	Date Posted: 2/23/04 1:05pm Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/23
	Hi there Lilith! Good to see and read this one again... I loved it the first time and haven't changed my mind since. Sorry I missed the start but I've been AWOL for months with PC problems. Anyway, I'm caught up now and looking forward to the remainder. -----signature----- Check out our website for "The Jemmiah Chronicles"; http://www.hellschancecantina.com
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Shaindl Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 2/23/04 2:39pm Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/23
	Making up is ALWAYS better than the fighting. But I think they still have a lot of issues to work through. I kind of feel sorry for Shael - he doesn't have a clue as to what he's up against. Wonderful as always, Lilith. Shaindl -----signature----- Halfway Moment - Qui, Obi, Anakin AU - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20110461/?0 - UPDATED JULY 3!
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Healer_Leona Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 2/24/04 11:21am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/23
	Grrr... "Go easy on him, he's hurting." -- no reason to be stupid. Awww, I had the same tears as Crash did. Shael is just going to have to lear to get passed his jealosy or it could chase her away. -----signature----- Feel so good, but I'm old 2000 years of chasing's taking it's toll
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Lilith Demodae Registered: Oct '99	Date Posted: 2/26/04 9:16am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/23
	Issues? Oh yes, they have issues. And where would be the fun of getting through them all at once? ______________________________ "Uhgn?" Not the most intelligent thing to say, but it was the best I could come up with at the time. A furry paw the size of a dinner plate had shaken me out of a very pleasant dream long before it should have. The sleep-muzzy image of Reeabok's brown and black muzzle was the first thing I saw, so I groaned loudly. Short of another Wookiee, that's really not what anyone should see before their first cup of caf. Unless of course, you were into long fur, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and carnivore morning breath. I wasn't, and am still not. Reeabok tried to pantomime her intentions, a common occurrence since only a few of us actually understand spoken Wookiee, and gave up when I blinked blurrily at her. I usually had no problem figuring out what she wanted, but I was usually fully awake when she tried. Instead of wasting time repeating her motions, she grabbed me by the arms and lifted me bodily out of my bunk and began dragging me across the floor. I managed to snag a blanket and pull it around my waist before I was hauled, stumbling and confused, around the girl's partition. " 'Bok, slow down. The floor's freezing," I grumbled as she dragged me toward a whole pack of pajama clad Horsemen huddled around the holovid. Death, Mason and a few others were fully dressed and I frowned disapprovingly. No one should be awake and presentable before the sun came up, unless they were still awake from the night before. It's just not civilized. And from a glance at the chrono on the wall, the sun was only just then beginning to think about getting up and going to work. Blinking grumpily, I shuffled my feet until I'd managed to get part of the blanket between them and the chilly floor. Then I raked a hand through my tangled mass of unruly hair in an attempt to get the coal black strands out of my face so I could actually see who was narrating the morning news on the holovid. "... the company announced this morning that it will soon be marketing a cheaper equivalent of CoruCorp's 4T-71. This is the first significant challenge of CoruCorp's monopoly on the market, but they declined to comment on its possible impact on their year-end fiscal statement. Teletron's-" I was suddenly wide awake. "-spokesbeing forecasts that their TR-80 should hit the market as soon as next week." Layreen Si'chen! punched up her next data screen with a segmented chitonous digit and continued, but the important part was over and we no longer cared. Reeabok was totally forgiven for her rude wake-up call. First the successful 'shopping run', and then this. It was great news for the whole gang and if I knew Roble he'd have me hard at work in front of my computers in short order. Everyone around me was grinning widely. Many made their way back to their bunks, hopping from foot to foot on the cold permacrete. Several headed for showers instead since they were already awake. With as many people as we had in Armageddon, you showered early, late, or did without hot water. Shael wandered over and gave me a side arm hug and a quick kiss before heading off to the showers himself. I smiled sleepily after him and debated trying to catch a bit more sleep before Roble came looking for me. I spotted Mason picking his way through the dispersing crowd toward me and bid a fond farewell to the desire to close my eyes for just fifteen more minutes. The Jedi's eyes flicked over me once, and though his expression didn't change in the least, I was suddenly very aware of my appearance. The collar of my over-large nightshirt hung loose off one shoulder and my blanket was slipping toward the floor. My sith-black hair probably looked like a mynock had nested in it and I'm certain my eyes were red from rubbing and the lack of a proper amount of sleep. With anybody else I wouldn't have given it a second thought. With Mason it was different. I tugged at my shirt and pulled my blanket up around my shoulders, then tried to tell myself that it was because I didn't want to look shabby in front of a Jedi. It wasn't his wry sense of humor, or his perfect manners, or the feline grace with which he moved that had me fairly blushing in embarrassment. I told myself that very firmly. Several times. And it definitely wasn't the warmth and respect in those blue-grey eyes. It was because he was a Jedi, a hero. //And out of your reach,// a small voice whispered in the back of my mind. I was suddenly angry, with myself for being embarrassed, or with him for making me embarrassed I couldn't tell you. It wasn't my fault my clothes were mostly hand-me-downs from other Horsemen, or that I'd been rudely pulled from my bed at a disgustingly early hour. And if he couldn't understand and accept that, then he had no business trying to pretend to be one of us in the first place! And he knew Shael and I were a couple. He couldn't have missed that kiss. Everyone knew that we had made up last night. Mason really shouldn't have been looking at me like that. Or was it my imagination? In a very short space of time, the time it takes a tall man to walk six steps, I'd gone from sleepy and grumpy to pleased, embarrassed, angry, defensive, annoyed, right on to confused and when Mason spoke to me it took a few moments for me to realize it had been a question and required an answer. Shifting back and forth on the chilly permacrete, I shook my head to try and sort the thoughts out. "What?" "Why is everyone so excited?" My //no!// the Jedi was looking at me strangely, not surprising considering the jumble of emotions I must have been broadcasting. "Teletron's headquarters and main manufacturing plant are in our territory," I explained, and started shuffling toward the kitchen and a hot cup of caf. "They actually hire us as couriers and outriders and scouts. A big new product like that will mean money for us. We can really use it, too. We're short of medical supplies and many of us need new clothes." An involuntary grin tugged at my lips. "And I'd love to upgrade our computer system." Mason picked up a mug of tea for himself and one of caf for me and carried them to the table so that I wouldn't have to unwrap from my blanket at all. "This company pays you enough for all that?" "Oh yes. They're very nice about giving us fair wages for the work we do. No one pays attention to swoop riders, except the cops, so we make good outriders for important shipments and things." I sat, accepted the caf from Mason, cradled the warm mug in my hands and took cautious sips from it between words, trying not to look at him. I didn't want to embarrass him like I had myself. He probably had women crushing on him all the time. Adding me to the list wouldn't help us any. "It's just a little added security for their shipments and a little extra money for us. Really I think it's their idea of charity work, but they let us earn our credits, and we've never given them any reason not to trust us." "Sounds like a good trade-off." "Works for us." I could almost feel the caf easing through my veins and waking me up, nerve by nerve. "Roble swore we'd never have anything to do with drug running or the like. Companies like Teletron are what's made that possible. We've had some rough patches, but we've always managed to survive." "And this other company, CoruCorp?" I rolled my eyes. I knew he thought he needed this information for his investigation, but it really was too early in the morning for this sort of a conversation. "Puh-leeze! Everyone's heard of CoruCorp. And you can't have missed what Lyreen Si'chen! said. You were standing right there. Teletron and CoruCorp are competitors now." "Whose territory is CoruCorp in?" he asked curiously. "Well, it's not." I frowned, then went on when he looked blankly at me. "In anyone's territory, I mean. They don't have anything in this sector. Their main office and factory building is clear over near the Senate district." "Nearly half the planet away," Mason murmured to himself. "Yeah." I tipped back my mug and downed the rest of the caf in two swallows. "Forget about it. Very little outside our sector is important to us." "Crash." Death's unhurried call cut easily through the light morning background noise and I grinned at Mason. Lifting my mug in a parting salute, I stood. "Time for me to earn my keep." -----signature----- This post is brought to you by: This space for rent
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Shaindl Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 2/27/04 7:43am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/23
	Hi Lilith, So did the sheet drop off when she stood at the end? Sorry, mornings my mind tends to lurk in the gutter. Anyway, loved the post. I like how Crash is trying to fight off her feelings for Qui. You've got the girl's feelings down so well - I just love how you write her. Great post, and can't wait for more! Shaindl PS: You might want to update your title line with the new post's date. -----signature----- Halfway Moment - Qui, Obi, Anakin AU - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20110461/?0 - UPDATED JULY 3!
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Lilith Demodae Registered: Oct '99	Date Posted: 2/27/04 8:31am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/26
	Ooops. Knew I forgot something. -----signature----- This post is brought to you by: This space for rent
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Layren Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 2/27/04 9:29am Subject: RE: Crash Course- Repost (Action/Adventure Non-JA OC) Updated 2/26
	I was wondering why there hadn't been a new post in awhile Ahhh Shaindl, thanks for pointing that out to her Anyway you do write Crash very well... we all understand falling for Qui here don't we? Isn't Qui the reason most of us are lurking here on the Before the Saga message board instead of hanging out with Han, Luke and Leia? -----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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