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angry_bendu1 Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 1/17 1:57pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 1/15
	Jeez, I know Asta is the typical teenager but I feel like wringing her neck! Sheesh, she was just a LITTLE insensitive! But great job and thanks for the pm! -----signature----- Ramblings of a Jedi (snarky Jesika's diary- filled w/ romance, sarcasm, etc.): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28753761/p1/?0 I was staring at the orange juice because it said "concentrate". Proud owner of a '96 Geo Metro. "To the Crapmobile!"
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silverfighter Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 1/18 12:39pm Subject: RE: Freedom in (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 1/15
	((mutters something unintelligible)) Meb-but he- he can't... Poor guy. "Look, I know it's not a good excuse for what I said. But, I love her. I can tell she really likes you, and I was jealous. I shouldn't have said it. You are a sentient, feeling person, and I have no right to talk about you like that. I degraded myself as much as you when I did. I hope you can forgive me." He put out his hand between us. And I took it. Sweet, I liked that part. I wasn't going to take it any more. Blind with pent up fury, I struck out. My reaction: I guess this is my last entry into this journal. Goodbye. I'm willing to bet that it isn't, but I don't know. Thanks for the PM! ~Silverfighter -----signature----- I praise my God with uplifted hands and sing 'till I can't sing no more. "You believe there is one God. Good! Even the devils believe that--and shudder." -James 2:19 Dreams = Plotbunnies Plotbunnies = Bad Dreams = Bad (Geometry CAN be useful. Ha.)
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callista_gseran Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 1/18 6:12pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 1/15
	Love this! PM list please! -----signature----- Callista Gseran Adoptee of Dev_Binks
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star_writer24 Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 1/20 4:03am Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 1/15
	Delurks! Loving it. Keep up the good work. -----signature----- Never under estimate the power of the dark side. Do or do not! There is no try. Hmmmmmm.
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Alexis_Wingstar Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 2/3 5:15pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 1/15
	earlybird-obi-wan posted: Noo Meb, don't leave. Well, he'll have to come back you know, or else I won't be able to continue this Diary, and I ain't gonna let that happen. KELIA posted: Oh Meb! I hope Ander is more understanding than you think. Not that he will excuse striking his daughter, but perhaps there is a way back from the mess. I'm impressed with Under. He really is a nice guy Great update You'll see just how understanding Ander is in this next update. Yes, Undar is a nice guy. All three characters, Undar, Asta, and Meb are basically good people... but they are teenagers who need to learn things on the way to adulthood, and unfortunately they will make hurtful mistakes. karebear214 posted: Aw... poor Meb. The most telling part for me, I think, is when he said he doesn't even really care if he blows up. Aw. Can't wait to see what happens next. I can't wait either! Meredith_Kenobi posted: I can't say I feel sorry for Asta. She didn't treat Meb very well, though in her credit, she did apologize. I'm still mad at her. And as for her pretty boy...I'm not sure. If he spoke down on Meb, then that's what he truly thinks deep down, no matter what else he says. That he's better than Meb. Meb, boyo, you shouldn't have hit Asta, but I think I'm definitely on your side for this. All three of you acted wrongly, but the other two were just being selfish; and in the end it was you who really suffered for it. Wow, what an update, Alexis. On Asta and Undar's behalf, they both know what the said and did were wrong and sincerely regret it. What Undar had said about Meb was as much or more of a dig at Asta. Thank you for reading, I'm glad you enjoyed it. angry_bendu1 posted: Jeez, I know Asta is the typical teenager but I feel like wringing her neck! Sheesh, she was just a LITTLE insensitive! But great job and thanks for the pm! You're welcome. Yeah, Asta tends to act on impulse. silverfighter posted: ((mutters something unintelligible)) Meb-but he- he can't... Poor guy. "Look, I know it's not a good excuse for what I said. But, I love her. I can tell she really likes you, and I was jealous. I shouldn't have said it. You are a sentient, feeling person, and I have no right to talk about you like that. I degraded myself as much as you when I did. I hope you can forgive me." He put out his hand between us. And I took it. Sweet, I liked that part. I wasn't going to take it any more. Blind with pent up fury, I struck out. My reaction: I guess this is my last entry into this journal. Goodbye. I'm willing to bet that it isn't, but I don't know. Thanks for the PM! ~Silverfighter You're correct, it isn't his last. callista_gseran posted: Love this! PM list please! Your wish is my command. star_writer24 posted: Delurks! Loving it. Keep up the good work. I'll try. Yeah, yeah, I know Yoda says, "Do or do not, there is no try." But... well yeah. Sorry for the long time in updating, folks. Entry 8: I ignored the stares I got as I hobbled quickly down the streets toward the spaceport. Funny, how I came to live at Master Ander's estate with barely more than the clothes on my back. Now I have enough to make the pack I carried on my back heavy. It's a good thing I'd worked out so diligently. When I got to the spaceport, I stood in line to get tickets to wherever I could get on six hundred credits... I didn't even take into account I would need credits to eat or even have a place to sleep. Anyway, this one guy glared at me when I accidentally bumped him. I must have looked a sight... I still had the sweaty workout clothes on, my face was dripping with sweat, and I probably smelled horribly. I glared right back at him, daring him to say anything. I guess I should have apologized for bumping into him, but I wasn't in the mood. I didn't care anymore. To tell you the truth I kinda hoped he'd start a fight so I could get myself killed. I was disappointed when all he did was harrumph, turn his nose up and turn around to mind his own business. I wished the line would hurry up. I wanted off Tatooine... I wanted to be on a transport before Master Ander realized I'd left the house. As I looked around, I suddenly spotted Caen! He saw me too and pointed towards me. Master Ander was with him, and they started toward me. I guess I had some self-preservation left in me, because I was scared. I was afraid they were coming after me to kill me for hitting Asta. I ran. I dropped my crutches and ran... the cast on my leg did provide some support, but it hurt to run on it. Let me tell you, casts aren't made with good traction. Running into the thickest crowd, I hoped to lose my pursuers in the confusion. The beings I ran into cursed in several different languages, and those I didn’t laughed at the site of a bedraggled boy running from two grown men. After stumbling and sliding embarrassingly into a protocol droid which fell on top of me, Caen grabbed me and pulled me up. Panicking, I struggled, kicking and even trying to bite. "Meb, settle down!" Master Ander's order cut through my crazed terror, and I quieted immediately, staring wide-eyed at him. "Caen, let him go please." When Caen did as Master Ander said, I just stood there, too frightened, and quite frankly, too out of breath to run… not to mention my leg hurt. He handed me my crutches, and I took them as he spoke quietly. "Come, let's go home." I stood there like an idiot, my mouth hanging wide open. Then I swallowed, "Master, I-i'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt Asta. Is she ok?" "She'll be fine. Come, we'll talk when we get home." With that, he turned and walked on. I just stood there until Caen gently prodded me. Home! The way Master Ander had said it was that it was my home too. Like I belonged. ‘Let’s go home.’ Those three words held forgiveness. I was quiet during the ride back in the landspeeder. What took me half an hour to walk took less than five minutes, especially with Caen’s idea of driving. I almost felt sorry for the pedestrians, but no one was harmed… unless they died from fright. Once home, Asta was standing across the room from where we came in, holding a book in one hand. I froze as my eyes locked on hers. “I want both of you in my study in ten minutes.” Master Ander instructed before leaving the room. Both Asta and I acknowledged him with, “Yes sir,” without breaking eye contact. Once both Caen and Asta’s father were no longer in the room, we both said in unison, “I’m sorry.” We both laughed rather nervously, then she walked over to me. She reached to take my hand, but hesitated just before her fingers touched. I could see a little bit of fear in her beautiful blue eyes, and it broke my heart. Taking her hand, I apologized profusely for hitting her, and to my embarrassment, my voice broke. I can’t get over how tiny her hand is in mine. She hugged me for the second time today as she whispered, “It’s okay.” I pulled away from her slightly. “No, it isn’t okay! You didn’t deserve that.” “Yes, I did.” Tears flowed down her cheek as she spoke. “The way I treated you was awful. You mean so much more to me than that. I hope you can believe me.” “Asta…” My fingers trembled as I reached up to wipe her tears. “I-I love you.” She pulled away and handed me the books she had in her hand then. One was my journal, and the other was similar to my journal, only it was fancier looking. I frowned as I looked at her. “What’s this?” “It’s my diary,” she spoke softly as she looked down at the floor. “I want you to read it.” “But…” I shook my head and tried to hand it back to her, but she wouldn’t take it. “This is private.” “I read yours.” Her voice was even quieter, barely above a whisper. She bit her lip as she looked at me. Then she quickly added, “I’m so sorry, I know it was an invasion of your privacy. That’s why I want you to read mine.” I sighed. I guess I should have been angered or at least annoyed by her reading my journal, but I wasn’t. However, I did feel a bit self-conscious about it. I smiled nervously and shook my head. “It’s okay, really. Keep your secrets… my journal… it’s already been read by your father, so it isn’t exactly private anyway.” “Please?” I don’t know how she does it… it’s like magic. She looks at me with those big blue eyes, flutters those eyelashes, and I CAN’T say ‘no’ to her. I’m going to have to make sure never to put this journal where she can find it, because I can’t let her know of my weakness… though she’s smart, she probably already knows. Anyway, I opened her diary after putting my journal in my pocket… there’s another thing… why do girls call their journal’s diaries? Whatever, I guess it doesn’t matter, but I’m definitely writing in a journal, not a diary. Apparently, she started writing her diary a few days ago. I felt my cheeks go warm as I read her description of me. It didn’t match the person I saw in the mirror… a sand panther? Me? I started grinning though when she confessed that she was falling for me… not because of the confession itself, but because she drew a heart around my name. “What’s so funny?” I pointed out the heart and she giggled as she blushed. “Don’t make fun of me.” “Never,” I reached out and took her hand. I couldn’t help smiling as I found out she mirrored the feelings I had for her… it made me feel so good. I continued reading as we held hands. She didn’t put a heart around Undar’s name. I also noticed what he said was much an insult to her as to me. Reading her view of today’s events was painful. It hurt to see how she hated herself. When I finished, I looked up at her, not knowing what to say. “Asta…” I was interrupted by Caen coming in to tell us that Master Ander wanted to see us now. She looked so anxious about going to speak to her father, and if I hadn’t just read her diary, I wouldn’t have understood. She truly felt her father would be so disappointed in her that he would send her away! There are two things I’ve noticed about Master Ander: He adores his daughter; and, he is a compassionate, forgiving man. I squeezed her hand. “It’ll be alright. Your father is a kind man.” She smiled shakily and kissed me on the cheek. “Thank you.” We held hands on the way to Master Ander’s study, but let go before going in. “Sit down, please,” he said as we entered. I pulled the more comfortable chair out for Asta with a bow. It was a courtesy I learned from the many parties one of my ex-masters had. It pleased me to see Asta blush. After she sat down, I took the other chair. Master Ander cleared his throat before speaking. It may have been my imagination, but he seemed uncomfortable. “I know Meb’s version of what happened today. Asta, could you tell me what happened up until when I saw him hit you?” She bit her lips nervously and looked down at her hands. I reached out and took one hand. When she looked up at me, I nodded encouragingly. Smiling shakily, she looked over at her father. “Meb’s account was accurate.” Master Ander blinked a moment, and it must have just occurred to him that Asta had read my journal. He looked sad as he sighed. I wanted to say something, but before I could, Asta broke down sobbing really hard. “I’m sorry, daddy! Everything is my fault.” I don’t even remember getting out of my chair, but I was suddenly kneeling before her, clutching her hands in mine. “Please don’t cry, Asta.” I reached up to wipe her tears. “Meb, I would like to speak with my daughter alone, please.” I looked up at Master Ander. He had gotten up and come around his desk. First, I lightly squeezed Asta’s hand then stood to face him. “Yes, sir,” I said as I bowed. Before I turned to leave, however, I felt compelled to say something. “Sir, please don’t be angry with her. She’s a good person, really… she’s a lot like you… only much prettier.” My eyes went wide as I realized what I said. I winced before slapping my forehead and looked away in embarrassment. “Anyway, what she did doesn’t excuse me from hitting her.” He gently placed a hand on my shoulder and I looked back up at him. “Please wait outside, Meb. I’ll speak to you when we’re finished.” I’m waiting now in the hallway outside the study as I write in my journal. Oh… I hear them coming toward the door now, so I guess he’s ready to speak to me now… -----signature----- "Change. It can be good. It can be bad. It can be expected or come as a thief in the night. Invited or not, it always comes." ~Koria "Tender Shadows", co-written w/ The Musical Jedi Padawan to DarthIshtar Failed member of CA (Challengeholics Anonymous)
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callista_gseran Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 2/3 7:56pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	uh oh... bites fingernails -----signature----- Callista Gseran Adoptee of Dev_Binks
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Meredith_Kenobi Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/3 8:14pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	I think Meb's estimation of Master Ander was correct: There are two things I’ve noticed about Master Ander: He adores his daughter; and, he is a compassionate, forgiving man. I squeezed her hand. “It’ll be alright. Your father is a kind man.” And given that...surely the news that is to come won't be all that bad?? I'm so nervous. I LOVE THIS STORY!!! -----signature----- Proud to be ZaraValinor's Padawan Delighted to be brodiew's Master
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 2/4 8:44am Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	Love to see Meb again in master Ander's house. And do I see a lovestory developping? -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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KELIA Title: Moderator: Fan Fiction Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/5 8:21am Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	I'm so glad Ander took both Asta and Meb into his study for both versions of what happened. Other fathers might not have been so willing to consider their daughter's actions leading up to the event. And I loved Ander and Caen going after Meb to bring him home I look foward to seeing how things progress between Asta and Meb now that he knows she feels the same for him. Great update -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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silverfighter Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 2/6 8:46am Subject: RE: Freedom in (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	Alexis_Wingstar posted: You're correct, it isn't his last. Heh heh, I know all. Anyways... Gah! What's he going to say to Meb and Asta? I normally don't like romancy mushy stuff, but you have me captivated! That is quite a feat! Good job! Thanks for the PM. ~Silverfighter -----signature----- I praise my God with uplifted hands and sing 'till I can't sing no more. "You believe there is one God. Good! Even the devils believe that--and shudder." -James 2:19 Dreams = Plotbunnies Plotbunnies = Bad Dreams = Bad (Geometry CAN be useful. Ha.)
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Alexis_Wingstar Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 2/29 9:41am Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	Everyone, thank you for reading and your responses. I'm sorry I haven't the time right now to reply to each individually. I also don't have time to PM everyone... gotta get ready for work. Entry 9: When Master Ander opened the door and Asta came out, I asked her if she was ok. She gave me a kiss on my cheek and whispered, "Yes, thank you." I'm considering not washing that cheek for quite some time. Anyway, when I went back into the study with Master Ander, he motioned for me to sit in the chair Asta had sat in. Once I sat there and looked up at him, he pulled the chair I had taken earlier to face me, and sat in it. This may not be significant to anyone else, but it was to me, and he knew it. By having me sit in the more elegant chair, he was raising me up and humbling himself. Anyway, he leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees as he looked me in the eyes. “I trust I don’t have to say that I never want to hear of you striking Asta ever again.” It sounded more like a statement than a question, and his voice was very quiet. I had to swallow to make my voice work, “No, sir.” I was trembling. I don’t know why, but Master Ander’s quietness scares me more than if he would scream or yell at me. Yet, at the same time, I trust him. I know he cares about me. I hope some day to earn the love he has shown me. I still see him as a father figure even with what he told me next… “Meb, how much do you know about your parents?” I just sat there, staring at him blankly. The question took me by surprise. My mind started racing. I thought, Does he think I have some hereditary insanity where I can’t control my temper? Why is he asking me about my parents? “Not much, sir. My mom was a slave and died when she gave birth to me.” “Do you know who your father is?” I shook my head and felt my cheeks get warm as I broke eye contact. “Meb, look at me.” It wasn’t a command, more of a plea. When I looked up at him, I noticed he swallowed like he was just as nervous as I was. He spoke so quietly, I had to almost strain to hear him. He spoke about his friend and business partner, Nev, who fell in love with my mother even though he was married and had a baby on the way. By Garqi law… where both my master and his friend come from… both men and women were allowed multiple spouses as long as they were financially stable enough to support them. He tried to buy my mother with the intention of freeing than marrying her, but Gardula would not sell her for any price. Nev found a way to deactivate my mother’s slave transmitter and attempted to kidnap her. Master Ander stopped speaking as tears flowed down his cheeks. “He was killed,” I guessed. Nodding, he began to speak again, “Brialla was pregnant with you when he died in her arms. She was taken back to Gardula’s stronghold and… well, I tried to by her but Gardula has never sold me any slaves since I gained the reputation of freeing them. After Brialla died, I tried to buy you. Gardula told me she sold you to an off-worlder. I tried for years to find out where you were.” I sat quietly as I listened to all the efforts Master Ander had gone through to find me… how he told Nev’s family, and even they tried to search. “We searched the spaceport records for the person Gardula claimed bought you. Of course, many who come to Tatooine have aliases, so we weren’t surprised we couldn’t find the records…” he sighed. “But, apparently you were on Tatooine all along. She hadn’t sold you… at least at the time she said she had. Caen finally got a tip from another slave that her master was holding a slave down in the basement. She was afraid for the boy’s life.” Master Ander’s eyes were intense as he looked at me. “When I bought the boy, you, I was so happy to see who you turned out to be!” I swallowed. “Sir, how do you know I’m the one you were looking for?” I had to ask. He drew out something from the pocket of his tunic and handed it to me. It was a holo-pic of a man and woman. The woman had black, curly hair and big brown eyes. She was tiny and frail looking. The man looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite place him right away. “You look so much like your mother. You have her eyes and coloring. Your jaw line is just like Nev’s though, and so is your smile.” I couldn’t take my eyes off the picture. These were my parents! A slave woman, and a business man from Garqi. Both were dead. “It’s up to you if you want me to tell his brother, Glens. He’s here on Tatooine briefly for business along with…” he hesitated slightly before saying, “Undar.” Something clicked as I looked up at Master Ander, and I suddenly knew. “Undar… he’s my brother, isn’t he?” I looked back at the picture at my father… Undar’s father. The reddish-blonde hair and green eyes… even the shape of the face were identical. “Yes,” was Master Ander’s whispered reply. “Sir, I… I need to be alone,” I said as I stood. I suddenly had a family I never knew about. I felt a connection yet felt a distance. I felt confused. Master Ander rose as well and placed a hand on my shoulder. He nodded in understanding. “Take the time you need, son.” I looked up at him and thanked him as I nodded before leaving the room. I have a family. Will they want me? Do I want them? Master Ander… he feels more like family to me. Should I go live with the strangers who are my family? Will they want me to? Do I want them to want to? I’m scared. -----signature----- "Change. It can be good. It can be bad. It can be expected or come as a thief in the night. Invited or not, it always comes." ~Koria "Tender Shadows", co-written w/ The Musical Jedi Padawan to DarthIshtar Failed member of CA (Challengeholics Anonymous)
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 2/29 1:07pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	Loved that update with Meb finding who his parents were. And what a nice family he has with master Ander. -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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LordNyax113 Registered: Oct '07	Date Posted: 2/29 4:16pm Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	Wow..love the story. Really character driven. Please put me on the PM list. -----signature----- Padawan of Aiel
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callista_gseran Registered: May '06	Date Posted: 3/1 7:14am Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	Add me to the PM list please???? -----signature----- Callista Gseran Adoptee of Dev_Binks
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KELIA Title: Moderator: Fan Fiction Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 3/2 11:42am Subject: RE: Freedom in Bondage (2008 Diary Challenge; OC; Angst; Drama; Romance) Update 2/3
	I hope Meb comes to realized DNA does not make a family. I think he's better off with Ander - the man who cares so much for him and who he has come to care for. I am glad he got to hear his parent's story, though. Heartbreaking as it was I'm considering not washing that cheek for quite some time Ooohhh he's got it bad! Great update -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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