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Grand Admiral Wettengel
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Another post would be great. This is just so wrought with tension--emotional, sexual.
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Vaders_Granddaughter
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Wahoo! Things are really starting to speed, and heat, up for our heroes, eh?  More soon, please! 
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AngelofDarkness
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*whistles* There is some major repressed sexual tension in that room- er, tent  Poor Kyp, he's going to go mad before it's all over, lol. This is great, keep the posts coming!
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wow~
I don't really know what to say. It's amazing... so much tension, yes.
I love~ it. ^_^
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That was a seriously nice post, full of tension, full of foreshadowing, full of Kyp torment... poor guy, waking up to that and trying to be a restrained gentlemen Why do I get the feeling that his self-control is going to be seriously tested in the coming days? 
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*turns on the A/C* Things are really starting to heat up for those two, huh? I wonder if someday, that little dream of Kyp's will prove to be a reality- just the two of them out sunning themselves on a beach somewhere on Mon Cal...
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"I might have turned you down you know," Kyp pointed out with a scowl.
"No," Jaina said simply, striding past him. "You wouldn't have." 
No, Kyp, you really wouldn't have Our little Jaina has you wrapped around her finger already, and it's only bound to get worse
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Marvelous work, JPS! Whew, there is some heat between those two, isn't there? Can't wait to see what happens next, I'm on the edge of my seat!
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WOW
Okay, after that, I need another update, pronto! Don't make us wait too long, I might go into withdrawal, lol.
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And it keeps on getting better with each post
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JSF: He he, poor Kyp will have plenty to give him a headache by the time he leaves Hapes, I imagine
DoF: Lol, a train wreck really is the right word for it... and Kyp himself may even start to see it, but find he is as helpless to stop it as the rest of us.
GAW, MW, YHLJ: Thank you
JJSF: Yeah, somehow I doubt Kyp was as indignant about her being in the room while he changed
TG: I'd say that Kyp sees a lot of things in regard to Jaina on Hapes that he tries not to
DS: Thanks! He he, you might to want to keep that fan handy for some of the later posts
VG, JSF, AoD, Sword: There is heat between them, there's no denying that- and a lot of it
djcati, JP83: And the tension will only get worse as things progress, lol!
DK: I think it's safe to say that Kyp will eventually find he has no self-control where Jaina is concerned
GoT, DJ, JSS: And there is more on the way...
I am editing the next post right now, so expect it to be posted sometime this evening
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Today must be my lucky day A small trash-can fire got me out of taking my test in my physics lab, then my boss says I don't need to come in to work tonight, and now, just when I finished reading that awesome, tension-filled post, you say there's another one on the way!
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Gallinore was beautiful.
Mist clung to the deep forests of the planet, and the slanting rays of the sun lent the humid atmosphere a luminous, verdant glow.
As Lowbacca had observed upon their arrival, it looked a bit like Kashyyyk.
A stiff breeze stirred the thick, landbound clouds that filled the open docks and clung to the trees in the city of Dimitor beyond as tall, swaying branches danced across the horizon and mist swirled low the ground, allowing pilots, mechanics and flight officials to come and go like wraiths.
Glancing down at the dark green flight suit she was wearing, Jaina Solo smiled in wry amusement. She had suggested, before departing from Hapes, that they all dress identically to the people of Gallinore, as means of honoring local customs and creating an impression of unity.
Tenel Ka had been pleased with the notion, and had not paused to consider whether or not Jaina had ulterior motives for wanting to blend in.
Of course, the Hapan princess also thought that the reason they were here was so Gallinorian scientist could impart on Jaina some new knowledge that might help her figure out more about the Trickster, the Yuuzhan Vong frigate that she had stolen in their escape from the worldship at Myrkr.
And she had no idea that there had been a secret, hidden fifth passenger aboard the Hapan freighter, kept in a Force-induced trance so deep that neither Tenel Ka nor Lowbacca had been able to detect his presence.
Left, she mentally instructed her companion, and beside her, Kyp Durron steered their prisoner, who was walking along with them dressed in a green flightsuit of his own so as not to draw attention, towards the pilot refresher facility.
Crimpler, as she had gleaned his name to be after they had awoken him with the Force, believed that he was being granted a conditional pardon by Princess Tenel Ka herself, once his slave seed had been removed and he divulged any helpful information he might have against the Vong. Though he had been skeptical, even after she gave him a nice nudge with the Force, he was cooperating with the Jedi- for now.
"We're going into the ventilation tunnels," Jaina explained, for his benefit, as they slipped into a dimly lit corridor.
Crimpler didn't respond, just followed dutifully until they stopped before a large, circular hatch at the end of the corridor.
Jaina reached for the controls, but Kyp caught her wrist in his hand. "Wait." She looked up at him questioningly, a silent prompt for him to explain. "The light in this hall could trigger an alarm."
With that, he drew his lightsaber and swept it in a shining arch toward the ceiling lights, which flares sharply, then blinked out, leaving the hall in darkness.
Jaina gave Kyp an approving nod, then took a deep breath, exhaling slowly, and let her body temperature begin to drop. She knew Kyp was doing the same to his own body, as well as Crimpler's, so she placed a numb hand on the Hapan pirate's arm, which was cold to the touch.
"What is this?" Crimpler demanded groggily. "What's happening?"
While Jaina would have preferred not to waste time answering the man, Kyp gave him a curt explanation, reminding him that if they were caught, it was right back to the prison cell for Crimpler.
Easing open the door, Jaina hauled herself into the rounded passage, which was just big enough to crawl through, and began to pull herself along the downward slope. She felt more than heard Kyp and Crimpler follow suit, and wondered briefly if their chilled limbs felt as sluggish and unresponsive as her own.
When the tunnel finally leveled out and opened into a corridor big enough for them to walk upright, she rolled out, grateful for the soft blue light, which did little to warm the frigid tunnels, but at least allowed them to see where they were going. Crimpler stumbled out behind her, stretching his cramped muscles with a concentrated frown, and Jaina turned her attention to Kyp, smiling faintly when he hit his head as he stood a moment too early.
"What?" he demanded, giving her a dark look.
"Nothing," Jaina acquiesced, and began to lead the way down the tunnel, Kyp just a step behind and Crimpler bringing up the rear. There was something off with the towering, muscular Hapan pilot, but she chalked it up to anxiety and nerves, both understandable given the circumstances.
They moved silently and stealthy through a complex maze of tunnels, counting off side-corridors and draining shoots, following the pattern that the two Jedi had committed to memory from the security layouts Lowbacca had uploaded to a holocube at Jaina's request from the data terminal where he was hard at work scouring for information that might help them better understand the concepts of Yuuzhan Vong technology based on the biotechnology of Gallinore.
Right as they reached the hatch they'd been looking for, though, Crimpler dropped to the floor and executed a quick leg sweep, drastically slower than it would normally have been thanks to how chilled he was, but the two Jedi were also off their game thanks to the drop in body temperature, and Kyp went down.
As he fell, though, the Jedi Master purposefully placed himself between the Hapan pirate and Jaina, buying her a few seconds to stumble back a couple of paces and get her bearings.
Crimpler came for her next, pivoting to one side and bringing his knee up to snap off a quick, sharp kick, but Jaina had been trained by Mara Jade, and she recognized the feint. Ducking under the first kick, she pivoted hard towards the capable Ni'Korish kickboxer, timing her momentum to his second kick and slamming her elbow into the sensitive tendon just below the bunched muscle of his calf.
The jolt of impact was not nearly as strong as it should have been, even with her movements compromised, and too late she realized the third feint he had in store.
Hitting the wall from the strength of his kick, Jaina rolled down to the ground on one knee, too cold and too angry to feel the pain of bruised bones. Crimpler advanced faster than she would have expected, but she was ready for him, and flung out a hand in his direction.
Dark lightning flared from her fingertips, and jagged tendrils of energy caught the Hapan pirate, lifted him, and hurled him across the tunnel into the solid wall with enough force to give him a concussion.
"Jaina!" she distantly heard Kyp hiss her name, but she paid him no mind.
Crimpler was writhing against the wall where the Force lightning held him pinned, struggling like a kyrat dragon caught in a sandtrap as the dark energy seared through his body, scalding flesh and blood and bone without prejudice.
A strong hand suddenly clamped down on Jaina's wrist and, like a blanket, another presence fell over her own, smothering out the Force lightning.
Kyp spun her around to face him, green eyes sharp and full of fire as they glared down at her, his jaw clenched.
The condemnation never came, though.
A faint hissing in the air drew Kyp's attention, and Jaina followed his gaze up to the ceiling, where dozens of small round openings were beginning to drip coolant fluid.
"The flash set off the sensors," Kyp said grimly. "Let's get him to his feet."
Moving quickly, they hauled the dazed Hapan pilot to his feet and started for the hatch, when a wall of durasteel suddenly slammed down in their path, sealing off the tunnel. They whirled fast, but a similar blockade had already fallen into place behind them.
"Sithspawn," Jaina spat, cursing herself for her stupidity.
Kyp gave her a sharp look, but had no time to comment as the low hissing noise turned into a roar and the drips of coolant falling became a river as streams of cold, acrid-smelling fluid poured out of the valves overhead.
The powerful blast of coolant knocked Jaina off her feet and sent her spinning down into the churning fluid. She went under briefly, then came up sputtering with a mouthful of the bitter-liquid before something caught her foot and pulled her under again.
For a moment she knew panic, but then a cool calm flooded over her, a detached sort of logic that said she could either drown or find a way to the surface, and so she did just that, her hand guided to some metallic hold on the rounded wall. Hauling herself upward, inch by painful inch, eyes closed against the burning coolant as her fingers found one handhold after another, her lungs were aching by the time she broke the surface, and for a few moments all she could do was gasp in air and cling to her metal perch.
"Kyp?" she rasped, and gagged as she choked on coolant.
He responded with a touch of the Force, and she turned her head to find him holding onto a similar handhold, his free arm looped under Crimpler's chin and keeping the other man afloat.
The coolant level continued its swift rise, the powerful spray coming from above making breathing difficult, and Jaina decided it wasn't work it to risk speaking aloud again. She glanced up at the ceiling, and her stomach twisted, realizing if they didn't find a way out of here, and fast, they were going to drown.
What an inglorious way for a Jedi to die, she thought in disgust. Drowning in coolant fluid.
Her brothers would have been so disappointed.
A sudden flicker from Kyp caught her attention, and he used the Force to point towards a swirling vortex in the water, what had to be a drainage tunnel, and most likely what had pulled her under earlier.
Kyp gave her a mental query, and she gave a mental shrug in reply.
Satisfied, Kyp let go of the wall, deliberately releasing himself and his charge into the powerful spiral.
Taking a deep breath, Jaina followed his lead.
Down she fell, whirling through the cold and darkness, and for a time her mind drifted as her lungs cried out for oxygen. Vague images flashed before her eyes... the flutter of a black cape, a purple lightsaber ticking in the dark, solemn brown eyes watching her sadly, mechanical breathing echoing around her...
Her tumbling descent slowed as the wall narrowed, and then diffused light rushed toward her through the roaring water, awakening her from wherever her thoughts had just gone.
Silhouetted against it were the dark, tumbling shapes of Kyp and their prisoner coming to a sudden halt, but fuzzy images were still fading behind Jaina's eyes, and she wasn't able to react in time, so she continued to hurtle forward, slamming into a metal grate.
Shavit, she thought, even though she was too numb to feel it. That's going to leave a mark.
Coolant continued to surge through the narrow tunnel, pounding against her back and pinning her against the grate, but Kyp reached out for her with the Force, and then she was sliding to one side of the grate, courtesy of a psychic shove that was stronger than the swift-flowing stream.
The flare of Kyp's lightsaber darted toward the hatch, and the lock gave way.
All three of them spilled out, falling into a wide, shallow tank, and Jaina struggled to the side and hauled herself over, feeling dizzy after the hard hit she'd taken to her head. She tumbled to the floor, and lifted her head when she felt a groggy tingle in the Force, only to find several pairs of booted feet in front of her.
Strong hands seized her roughly, dragging her upright, and she viciously cursed the guards as her head spun.
Inner warmth filled her chest and spread outward into her numb limbs, her chilled body awakening to a thousand sharp prickles of pain, and she clung to the wrist of the guard who had jerked her to her feet, certain her legs would not support her if he let go.
There was shouting, vile words echoing in her mind, reverberating around inside of her pulsating skull, and she screamed in her head, willing the voices to die out and go away.
A bright flare of light filled the room, a burst of power that shattered her faltering concentration on staying conscious, and as soon as the guard holding her fell, she, too, crumpled to the floor, and darkness washed over, pulling her down into its clutches.
The dull humming in her ears rose swiftly to a shrill wail and then dissipated in a sharp, sudden burst, and she jolted back to awareness, sitting up abruptly, feeling dazed and disoriented. The darkness still swam behind her eyes, and it took a few moments for reality to settle back in again, for her to remember the mission that had brought them here and to register her surroundings.
Kyp? she sought the Jedi Master through the Force, touching a hand to her forehead and feeling blood.
His only answer was a cool, curt acknowledgment, brisk and informal, which unsettled her, so she opened her eyes and looked around the room.
Crimpler had regained consciousness, and dimly she remembered sensing him come to just as they were pulling themselves out of the now-empty coolant tank that he was leaning heavily against, but she was taken aback by the undisguised horror in his eyes as he looked at her.
Baffled, and more than a little irritated by his accusing stare, Jaina slid her gaze in Kyp's direction, and was startled to find him kneeling over one of the four guards that lay sprawled across the floor, rhythmically pumping the man's chest with both hands.
The guard's body jerked suddenly, and the bluish color began to fade from his face, so Kyp rocked back on his heels, grim countenance clouding his features as he rose to his feet.
"Wow," Jaina said, gazing at the other three Force-blasted guards, who she knew he had already resuscitated. "Who did this, you or me?"
"We've got to keep moving," Kyp said, taking her by the hand and pulling her to her feet, pointedly ignoring her question. "The longer this takes, the slimmer our chances of walking out of here."
Jaina nodded slowly. "Before we go, I need you to show me how to wipe away memories. They can't remember they saw us here."
Kyp just stared at her, strangely closed off through the Force, and his silence answered the question he had avoided moments before. Whatever had happened to the guards to stop their hearts, essentially killing them, it had been her doing, and even though Kyp had been able to restart their hearts, the Jedi Master was deeply troubled by it.
The thing was, although she knew she should be troubled by it, too, Jaina found she didn't care in the least, and that, at least, gave her a moment's pause.
"The scientist who's working with us is a political prisoner," she argued, brushing her doubts aside. "Secrecy is vital, not only so we can get our prisoner where he needs to go, but also to stave off more reactionary response to the Jedi."
And from them, she added, deep behind the cover of her mental shields. She didn't want to even think about how her uncle would react if he knew about this.
There was a long stretch of stony silence from Kyp, and then he shook his head. "No."
"No?" Jaina repeated incredulously. "You said yourself that no one can know about this!"
"And I hold to that," Kyp replied grimly. "But I'll do it myself."
Sensing where his reluctance was coming from, Jaina raised an eyebrow in challenge. "What's the matter? Now the sort of lessons you had in mind, Master?"
"An apprentice should learn from a Master, not repeat his mistakes."
"This is no different from the little Jedi mind tricks that every Jedi uses without a twinge of guilt," she argued. "You're just better at it than most. If I'd wanted to become a singer of ballads, I'd be traveling with Tionne. If I wanted to be a healer, then I'd be talking to Cilghal."
Kyp clearly didn't like where this was going, but she didn't care.
"You want to win the war against the Yuuzhan Vong, and that's why we're here," she said lowly, putting her will behind her words. "Show me."
The Jedi Master let out a profound sigh and grimaced, as if preparing himself for some unpleasant task. He dropped to one knee beside one of the fallen guards, and Jaina felt him reach out into the man's mind. "Watch, feel and follow," he instructed shortly.
Intrigued, Jaina watched him closely, not with her eyes, but with the Force, and she felt him forming the image of a morning-misted sun, barely visible above the forest horizons of Gallinore, hours earlier, around the time that the four Jedi had first landed on Gallinore.
With smooth, cool strokes, Kyp swept away the memory from that moment to this, and then eased away, like a shadow disappearing into the night.
Slowly, Kyp broke the contact with the fallen guard and lifted his eyes to hers. His face was still pale from the chilling tumble through the coolant tunnels, and deep shadows beneath his eyes made their emerald hue vivid and intense. The power in them, though fading, was both eerie and compelling.
"Now you," he said quietly.
Jaina nodded and reached out to another guard, but instead of envisioning the morning sun, she focused upon the image of a chronometer, and slowly forced it into backward motion, stripping away moment's from a man's life.
When the task was done, she looked up at Kyp, who was watching her with an unreadable expression.
"You have a knack for this," he said at last. "Good control, very precise. You take that one, I'll do the other." Turning away, she heard him mutter, "Let's get this over with."
A few minutes later, all suspicious memories wiped from the guards' minds, the two of them arrived at Sinsor Khal's lab with Crimpler in tow, and the confined scientist was waiting for them.
"Welcome," Khal greeted them, coming forward and extending a hand in Jaina's direction, which she took, and she was at once aware that the red labcoat he wore was chosen for practicality, or perhaps camouflage, as she recognized the coppery scent hanging around him, having seen enough of it spilt in battle to know it anywhere.
Shaking his hand, Jaina reached out with a wisp of the Force, her curiosity aroused when he neither spared the men accompanying her a glance nor noticed their wet clothes and disheveled appearance. There was little to read, though, he was strangely closed off to her and all she was able to detect was a neutral curiosity of his own, devoid of almost any emotion and more detached than any being she had ever encountered.
To him, they were not visitors, or even people, really... they were specimens.
A small shiver crept up her neck, and she quickly withdrew her hand, gesturing instead to Crimpler, who Kyp was restraining with little difficulty, having resorted to using the Force to hold the large man captive. "This man has the implant," she informed the scientist.
"Just put him over there," Khal instructed, and pointed to a long table, bordered with a small gutter and slanted downward toward a pair of drains.
Kyp turned a dubious stare in Jaina's direction, but she drew her shields in tighter to keep out his horrified outrage, and the anger blazing at her through the Force.
"It'll be fine," she asserted.
Crimpler didn't seem to share her optimism, and the struggle to get him onto the operating table ended abruptly when Sinsor Khal placed a small blaster-shaped weapon to the Hapan pirate's shoulder and pressed the trigger, causing him to slump over the table.
"Now then," Khal said calmly. "All set for a quick vivisection and a general tune-up. A figure of speech," he added, as if sensing the stormcloud frown gathering on Kyp's face behind him.
With Kyp's help, Jaina shifted Crimpler into position on the table, and as she straightened, she felt a faint flicker of mental power, not nearly strong enough to be Kyp's, but a force of mind strangely similar to that of a Jedi. She whirled to face Sinsor Khal, who was watching her with surprising intensity, almost as if he was looking into the core of her, and she suddenly had a revelation about why this man seemed to understand things most people could never even fathom.
"I know you," he observed equivocally.
"From what Ta'a Chume said, you were already a guest of Gallinore's government when I was learning to walk," Jaina retorted with a shake of her head. "And I've never been to Gallinore before."
An odd smile slipped onto Sinsor Khal's face, and he held his hand out, palm up. A small, sharp tool rose from the tray and settled down into his grasp with practiced ease, and Jaina blinked, her suspicions confirmed.
"I never said we'd met," the failed Jedi specified. "I said I know you."
Kyp started forward, his emotions clouded to her, but she understood his intentions, and placed a hand on his arm. "We've got to get back," she said softly. "We still have some work to do to make sure there's no record of our passing."
After a long moment, Kyp tore his hard stare away from the scientist who had been expelled from the Old Order long before Jaina was ever born and nodded his agreement. He headed for the door, pausing there to wait for her, but not turning around, his unease ringing through loud and clear across the Force.
For her part, Jaina fixed Sinsor Khal with a level gaze, neither giving warning nor approval, and the scientist gave her a half-bow that was somehow both ironic and respectful at the same time.
Retracing their steps through the corridors and seeking out all those that they had encountered on the way down to Khal's lab, Jaina didn't argue when Kyp insisted on doing most of the work. In truth, she was still feeling a bit weak after the blow to her head, and she'd exerted a terrible amount of Force energy today, so she was content to save her strength for now.
And Sinsor Khal's words continued to echo in her thoughts, like mocking laughter.
I know you.
She could not ignore them, not could she deny them- not considering the task still before her.
Once Kyp returned to the ship, Jaina would have to find Lowbacca, and steal the last few hours away from her friend's memory.
The events depicted in this post took place in the Dark Journey companion story "Rogue Apprentice", which was published in Star Wars Gamer #8
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Date Posted:
9/13/04 3:47pm
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RE: Fallen from Grace (Post-SbS, AU dark side K/J); Updated 9/13
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*blinks*
FANTASTIC POST! Wow, that was incredible- much better, IMO, than it was in Gamer (lol, I was sure it was in Insider, so I went to look and you were right- Gamer ), with so much more depth and emotion and everything! JPS, you are going to drive me mad trying to wait for new posts Lol, but patience is a virtue, right?
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Darth_Kinwon
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Sep '04
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Date Posted:
9/13/04 4:21pm
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RE: Fallen from Grace (Post-SbS, AU dark side K/J); Updated 9/13
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9/13/04 4:24pm (1 edits total)
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Darth_Kinwon
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Awesome work, as always. It was very cool to see Jaina in action, and you re-established my opinion that Gallinore was the point when Kyp realized he might be in over his head. Seeing Jaina hurling Force lightning and then witnessing her lash out at the guards had to make it sink in that this wasn't just some Jedi dabbling in the dark side, it's Darth Vader's firstborn grandchild
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