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DantanaSkywalker Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 12/12/05 1:22am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapters 1 & 2 10 Dec
	And the games begin . . . --Chapter Three-- Jaina and Anakin turned back to face their host. Rache was watching their reactions, but turned back to the Imperial after a moment. "Continue, Colonel Fel," the Sith said. Jaina jerked slightly, remembering the young soldier she'd met at Ithor. She'd felt a brief attraction at seventeen, but that had been years ago. And there was definitely no attraction now; the man who stood before her was too hard and grim. Even Rache was more attractive. "As I was saying, my lord, the Empire offers a stipend of five million Imperial credits per standard year in exchange for your services . . ." Jaina tuned him out and focused instead on the man who slouched on the throne. He didn't look like a Sith. She'd been expecting him to look, well . . . like the one standing next to him. Or Emperor Palpatine. She hadn't been expecting a fashionably dressed man in his late thirties who looked bored at Fel's speech. In fact, the man didn't look very dangerous at all. He looked about as dangerous as Ganner Rhysode, whom she'd dated for a brief period at the age of nineteen. Of course, Ganner had had the misfortunee to hook up with Alema Rar and from Jaina had heard last, had a half-Twi'lek daughter named Mimi. Rache was looking at her, and noticed her smile. "Something amusing, Knight Solo? Or do you have a better offer than the one the Empire has put forth?" Fel was glaring at her. Jaina decided to ignore him. She should have been paying attention to what the Empire was dangling in front of Rache, because she had no idea if the offer the Republic had told her to make was better or not. "Ten million Republic credits per standard year," she said. "As well as access to Republic technology for your fleet. Also, the total expunging of your record as pertaining to all crimes against the Republic." Rache stared at her. "Formal pardoning for the lives I've taken? The Republic must really want my assistance." Fel stepped forward, into Rache's line of sight. "My lord, the Empress would, naturally, overlook all records kept by the Republic once she has control of their portion of the gal-" He stopped suddenly, and his pale green eyes widened. One hand went up to his throat. Rache stood up, focused on Fel now. "You speak out of turn, Colonel," he said. Fel nodded vigourously, but as he couldn't breathe, he couldn't speak. Rache released his hold and Fel staggered. "My apologies, my lord-" A gloved hand whipped out and struck Fel across the face. As the Imperial staggered back, Rache stretched out the fingers of the hand he'd just hit the man with. Dark tendrils of electricity flickered out and surrounded Fel. The man screamed and fell to the floor, writhing as Rache electrocuted him. After a few moments, Rache apparently tired of that and lowered his hand. He savagely kicked Fel in the stomach. Then, ever mercurial, the Sith Lord turned to Jaina. She forced herself not to take that instinctive step back, forced herself to stand her ground as he approached. His eyes, she saw, were a deep green, with little flecks of brown in them. They were gorgeous eyes, heavily lashed. He was smiling now, faintly, as he looked at her. Rache raised his hand. Jaina barely contained a flinch. His smile deepened. A black-gloved finger trailed down her cheek. Jaina tried hard not to shiver. The Sith Lord's eyes were strangely warm as he gazed at her. She got the distinct impression he was seeing quite a bit. Rache spun away and stalked over to the holographic map, his cape billowing behind him. "The Empire offers me wealth. I have that. Power. I have that, too. The Republic offers me pardons for my sins, on top of wealth, but no power." He sounded amused, though it wasn't reflected on his face. He'd only smiled once since they'd entered the room, and that was when he'd been close to Jaina. "The Empire would turn me into a puppet. I've met Jade, delightful woman on occasion, but she would want me as an icon, a figurehead. A post-modern Darth Vader, if you will. It would be appropriate, after all, she was the Emperor's hand. And I, well, I was trained by the one who killed Vader's son." Anakin growled low in his throat and made as if to lunge at the Sith Lord, but Jaina held him back. Green eyes narrowed consideringly as Rache looked at Anakin. "The cub has fangs," he murmured. Rache pushed a few buttons, changing the view on the map. Jaina wasn't sure what he was doing, as he was changing systems too fast for her to track a pattern. "No doubt, the Republic wants the same of me, though I doubt I'd be getting quite the same . . . personal attention from the Chief of State. And the Jedi probably want to 'redeem' me. Bring me back to the fold, the prodigal son and all of that." "Kill you's more like it," Anakin muttered. Rache grinned. "Of course, that, too." On the floor, Fel groaned. Rache gave him a disgusted look. "The Empire has nothing that I want. The Republic, on the other hand . . ." The Sith Lord dropped into his throne and placed his gloved hands on the armrests. "I'll join your little cause, mostly because it fits well with my own plans. But on one condition." "Naturally," Jaina said. "And what would that be?" "You, Jaina Solo, in my bed." "No," Jaina said immediately. Rache shrugged, looking as though he didn't care one way or the other. He probably didn't. He said, "Then you can forget your alliance." "It's not my alliance, Rache," she said hotly, cheeks flushing. "If it were up to me, I'd kill you." He spread his arms, as if offering her a shot. His green eyes, though, told her he knew that she wouldn't take it. "You're more than welcome to try," he said. "You'll have to get past my apprentice to do it, however." The Sith gestured with his right hand and the cloaked figure who'd stood beside the throne this whole time stepped forward, pushing back his hood. He had long dark hair, tailed at the nape of his neck. His eyes were yellow, with a red ring around the burning iris. he was dressed in a much more sedate fashion than his master, entirely in black. "Darth Reiniger," Rache said simply, as if the other Sith were an object. "Jaina," Anakin whispered, moving closer to her. "Jaina, he seems familiar . . ." Jaina had the same feeling, but she couldn't find where Reiniger fit in her memory. Rache chuckled. "I'll give you a few days to consider," he said. "Make yourselves at home. Reiniger, please show our guests to their accomodations." ---------- Jaina's quarters were luxurious, austere but somehow elegant. Like everywhere else, the walls were dark and the lighting fairly low. But the furnishings, what there were of them, were of the highest quality. She dropped her bag on the floor by the foot of the massive bed. She didn't feel, standing in this room, as if she was aboard a huge ship. It felt more like some rich crime lord's ostentatious palace, only with a really evil bent. The bed was covered with black shimmersilk sheets and a black coverlet of a deep, plush velvet, also black. The bed was actually made of wood, which was virtually unheard of, the finish black with a faint red highlight where the light grazed it. In stark contrast to the black was a dress that someone had placed on the bed. It was a dark crimson, also of shimmersilk. A note on genuine paper was on the bed beside the dress. Jaina picked it up. "'Join me for dinner tonight'," she read aloud. It wasn't signed, and she had to wonder how it had come to be here this quickly, but she knew who sent it. It couldn't be anyone other than Rache. Jaina retrieved her bag and dug through it until she unburied a holocube. She flipped through the images until she found one of an outing that had taken place nearly twenty-three years before. Pictured were Jaina and her lost twin, Jacen, at two-and-a-half, with their father and a friend. Han held Jacen, while Jaina had her short arms wrapped tight around the neck of a young man with ragged black hair and smiling green eyes. There was a knock at the door. She reached outwith the Force and sensed Anakin. "Enter," she said. Her brother entered cautiously. He sighed in relief when he saw they were alone. Then his gaze landed on the hologram and his expression tightened. Jaina turned it off and put it back in her bag. Anakin whistled when he saw the dress. He picked it up and held it against his frame. "I didn't get a dress," he said. "And this would be a good colour on me." Jaina rolled her eyes. "Consider yourself lucky. Besides, I don't think Rache wants to see you in a dress." She took the dress. It was an expensive scrap of silk, probably costing more than her X-wing had. And it didn't look like it would cover much. Her brother had picked up the note and his expression was dark. "Are you going to accept him?" he asked. Jaina sighed. "I don't know. The Republic wants this alliance desperately. But his price is more than I want to pay to secure it. Especially when I don't believe in it in the first place." "You could tell him yes, and then delay until he loses interest," Anakin suggested. "Something tells me Rache isn't going to lose interest," Jaina said. "I mean . . . Anakin, this dress is my size. And we've only been on this ship less than four hours. "Lucky guess?" he brother ventured. Her brown eyes narrowed as she looked at the dress. "Perhaps, but I'm going to find out for sure." Anakin glared at the garment. "That is entirely too revealing." "I don't even have it on yet!" "And I'm sure it will only get worse." Dana -----signature----- http://www.kypandjaina.net "I always liked Kyp Durron better, anyway." -- Han Solo ". . . What the hell is an 'Aluminum Falcon'?" "This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object."
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PonyTricks Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 12/12/05 7:22am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec!
	Rache is KYP! And his apprentice is JACEN!! BUT WHERE IS HANNY-BEAR??? -----signature----- Brain: Now, Pinky, if by any chance you are captured during this mission, remember you are Gunther Heindriksen from Appenzell. You moved to Grindelwald to drive the cog train to Murren. Can you repeat that? Pinky: Mmmm, no, Brain, don't think I can.
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DantanaSkywalker Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 12/12/05 12:59pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec! - Date Edited: 12/12/05 1:00pm (1 edits total) Edited By: DantanaSkywalker
	PonyTricks posted: Rache is KYP! And his apprentice is JACEN!! BUT WHERE IS HANNY-BEAR??? I'm not confirming or denying anything. You just have to wait and see. Dana -----signature----- http://www.kypandjaina.net "I always liked Kyp Durron better, anyway." -- Han Solo ". . . What the hell is an 'Aluminum Falcon'?" "This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object."
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RevaDurron Registered: Jan '05	Date Posted: 12/12/05 7:40pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec!
	Ooh very nice Dana! These Darth Rache and Darth Reiniger intrigue me. Hmmm...Reiniger, I have an idea. Great story, can't wait to see more! -----signature----- I find your lack of posts disturbing.
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SpiritofEowyn Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 12/12/05 10:34pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec!
	Kick Jacen's rear! Woo! Err.. yeah. Kick Kyp Jaina! This feels phantom of the opera -ish to me. -----signature----- Suddenly Single Other Half: Force Twins Index : http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=22314061 "Stop the Skywalker Stupidity Cycle"
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TheCrazyRodian Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 12/13/05 3:05am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec!
	EVIL! You are so evil. No way. Oh my... no way. My head hurts. Gah. I--I need to lie down. Or take an advil. And maybe sometime later I can untangle my brain enough to reply intelligently. -----signature----- My body wears a green scent, as on the verge Between green laughter and green sorrow I have walked all day Until my legs have gone lame, and still the spring seems spirited away. --Yi Sanghwa
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DantanaSkywalker Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 12/13/05 6:34pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec!
	RevaDurron posted: Ooh very nice Dana! These Darth Rache and Darth Reiniger intrigue me. Hmmm...Reiniger, I have an idea. Great story, can't wait to see more! Well, the name's meaning could possibly be a large clue . . . SpiritofEowyn posted: Kick Jacen's rear! Woo! Err.. yeah. Kick Kyp Jaina! This feels phantom of the opera -ish to me. Hmm . . . You probably know that I'm an Erik/Christine 'shipper . . . TheCrazyRodian posted: EVIL! You are so evil. No way. Oh my... no way. My head hurts. Gah. I--I need to lie down. Or take an advil. And maybe sometime later I can untangle my brain enough to reply intelligently. Hey, I haven't been called "EEEEEVVVVIIILLL!!!!!" for nothing. Dana -----signature----- http://www.kypandjaina.net "I always liked Kyp Durron better, anyway." -- Han Solo ". . . What the hell is an 'Aluminum Falcon'?" "This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object."
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DantanaSkywalker Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 12/13/05 6:41pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 3 up 12 Dec!
	A date with the Devil . . . --Chapter Four-- Anakin was right. It got worse. The dress was practically indecent. She was tempted to call it intimate wear rather than formal. Then again, that was probably Rache's intention in the first place. Well, if he thought she was just going to give in, he was in for a big surprise. The dress was floor-length, but there was a slit up the front of the skirt, almost high enough to void any point in a skirt. The sides were virtually non-existant, leaving her bare from underarm to hip. The neckline plunged in a deep drape to her navel, barely covering essentials, and the back was so low that the skirt began at the lower part of the small of her back. The straps were incredibly thin across the shoulders. There was no way to wear any undergarments with it, and she was very conscious of that fact as she stepped out of the refresher. Anakin's blue eyes nearly fell out of his head. "You are not wearing that!" Jaina eyed it from her perspective and said, "I'm not sure if this counts as wearing it." She unbraided her hair and the dark waves fell to mid-thigh, covering her back. It helped a bit, but came far short of pleasing Anakin. "That's a little better," he said. "But I still think Mom would have a fit." "Mom isn't here," his sister said. "And if anyone knows the necessity of drastic measures, it would be her." "She'd still hate it." "Yes, she would." Jaina looked at her reflection and snorted. "Nice to know he thinks I can pull off one of these ridiculous things." "He's not thinking of you pulling it off," Anakin said caustically. She flushed. "I'd be more comfortable in a flightsuit." "No doubt. I'd be more comfortable with you in a flightsuit, too, Jaya. I can't believe I'm letting you do this." Jaina glanced around. "I'm forgetting something . . ." "Your clothes, perhaps? You did notice there's no place for your lightsaber in that, right?" ---------- An underling came to fetch Jaina that evening. She had a cloak on over the dress and felt much better, but dreaded when the cloak came off, as it inevitably would. Since she was practically naked, she decided the best defense was a good offense. Attitude sometimes worked just as well as armor. She was guided to a doorway somewhere at the top of the ship. The doors were large and black and forbidding. Jaina's courage wavered as she found herself standing alone before them. For several moments, she wondered what she should do. Should she knock? Just walk in? Before she could decide, the doors swung open, seemingly on their own. She drew a deep breath and walked in. The door closed behind her with a heavy clang. Jaina didn't notice because she was too busy gaping at her surroundings. A large fireplace, of white marble veined in black, dominated one wall. There was a real fire burning in it. The room was floored in the same marble. The furniture was black and overstuffed. An ebony table stood in front of the fire; it was small and intimately set. There was a curtained alcove off to her left, the drapery a deep red. The bed was probably back there, and if her quarters were any indication, it was big. And soft. Jaina found herself blushing at the image, and cursed her wayward thoughts. "Well, you've certainly got the colour coordination down," Jaina said to the figure seated at the table. Rache rose from his chair. He was, this time, dressed in deceptive simplicity: black leggings, a dark green shirt left open to expose his muscled chest, which was lightly dusted with black hair. He had bare feet, and his hair was loose to curl on his shoulders. He stalked over, no other word for it, and took her cloak. His hands were bare this time, his fingers warm on her skin, lingering in a manner she thought quite unnecessary. The shirt matches his eyes, she thought as he stepped back around to study her. "Lovely," he murmured. "Enjoy the view, because that's all you're getting," she snapped. "Don't challenge me, Jaina," he purred, moving uncomfortably close. She forced herself to look into his face. "Give me one good reason." Those dark green eyes raked over her, leaving her with no false impression of his intentions. "You couldn't channel the Force in that dress," he purred. "There isn't enough room in there for it to squeeze through. Around, maybe." Jaina lifted her hand to slap him, but he caught her hand and raised an eyebrow. She would have expected him to get angry and hit her, but he used the grip to pull her towards the table, where he exerted pressure on her arm and made her sit. They ate in silence. Jaina was aware of his constant gaze and tried to move as little as possible; the dress had a tendency to shift in unwanted directions. "I was going to give you a day or two to decide, but I find that I'm an impatient man," Rache said, as he passed her a wine goblet. "And I simply can't wait that long." Jaina nearly dropped the goblet. "I'm sorry, I don't sleep with mass murderers on a first-coercion basis." The corner of his mouth quirked up. "Oh, I didn't expect it to be tonight." She nearly sighed aloud with relief, but it must have been visible on her face because he chuckled. He didn't say anything, but he was definitely amused. "You aren't how I imagined a Sith." Rache shrugged. "Once I got past the insane rage, I realised there were other ways to get what I wanted than to blow it up." "What happened to your master?" she blurted. Dark eyes met hers, lifting from her cleavage. "I disposed of him. After all, he taught me everything he knew." Jaina felt a chill slide over her skin that had nothing to do with so much of it being exposed. How could she even consider giving him the opportunity? He leaned back in his chair, drawing her gaze to his chest. She had to admit that physically, he was rather appealing. Once again, she scolded her brain. "What's it going to be, Jaina? Sacrifice yourself for the good of the galaxy, or let the Empire take the rest of what your family fought so hard for?" She swallowed hard. "How dare you speak that way about my family?" "I didn't kill your father," he said. "I may have helped Exar Kun kill Luke Skywalker, but I didn't kill Han Solo." "He's still dead because of you," she responded. "He was the best friend I had," the man across from her murmured. "There are a lot of things I don't regret, but his death is one of the few things I do." Jaina shoved away from the table and bolted for the door. He caught her well before she reached it and spun her around, dragging her hard against his chest. "Your answer," he demanded. "You're not good for the galaxy," she spat. He bent his head, hovering just shy of kissing her. "I could be good for you." "I doubt that." Jaina wanted to pull away, but couldn't. Almost didn't want to. It figured that the most dangerous man in the galaxy she was disturbingly attracted to. "Yes or no?" he prompted. "Fine," she said. "But when will be on my terms." His lips brushed hers. "I think I can agree to that." Jaina tried to duck, but he captured her lips before she could put up more than a cursory struggle. She shoved against his chest, but curled her fingers into his shirt as he bent her backwards. Desire rolled over her like a dense fog, sudden and powerful. She knew he was manipulating her, controlling her mind somehow, heightening what she was feeling, but for several eternal moments, it didn't matter. He drew back, pulling her upright, leaving her flushed and very confused. Jaina bit her lip, one hand holding the front of her dress in place. "I look forward to this," he said. She hesitated. "Kyp-" He jerked back as if she'd hit him in the face with a bag full of dried duracrete. "That name holds no meaning for me," he snarled. Jaina stumbled back, the fog fading. "Get out!" he thundered, gesturing with the Force and throwing the doors open. She fled. ---------- A shadow separated itself from the wall as a woman in a far-too-scanty red dress dashed past him. She'd lost one of her red shoes, he noticed as he paused at the doors to his master's inner sanctum. Rache was slumped into one of the chairs at the table, looking thoroughly enraged. His eyes at that moment were the Sithly yellow that Reiniger's were all the time. "I take it things did not go well?" Reiniger asked. Rache looked up at his apprentice. "They went fairly well, but the little fool forgot her place." "She's a Solo. I doubt she thinks she has one." The Sith Lord straightened and shoved a hand through his hair. "Which is what attracts me to her. I've been watching her since the war. If I had her, the granddaughter of Darth Vader . . ." "Are you planning on turning Anakin, as well?" Reiniger asked. Rache paused. "I hadn't considered that possibility yet. To have all three . . ." His eyes had bled back to normal now that he was calmed. He studied Reiniger. "Go find her. Make sure that no one accosts her. I made a misjudgement with her attire and I don't particularly want anyone to see her in it." Reiniger bowed and left with a swirl of his cloak. ---------- Anakin found Jaina first. She was wandering through the maze-like corridors, limping, confused and dishevelled. Wordlessly, he took off the top-most layer of his robes, wrapped it around his sister, and carried her back to her quarters. "What happened?" he asked. Jaina shook her head. "I found the way to make him less amorous," she murmured. "All I had to do was call him by his birthname instead of that ridiculous title he goes by these days." "Did he hurt you?" Anakin demanded. She looked at her wrists. Funny, there were no bruises. He was evil, he'd killed billions . . . but with her, even when he was being domineering, he was uncharacteristically gentle. It was hard to wrap her mind around. "No," she said slowly. "He even . . ." Jaina trailed off, and looked up at her brother. "He said he regrets that Dad died." Anakin's mouth dropped open. He looked stunned. "I know he's evil, Anakin, but . . . I swear I can see the old Kyp in him, the one in those old holovids Dad took when we were little." Her brother sat beside her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Jaina, he's not Kyp Durron anymore, and he hasn't been for over twenty years." She bowed her head. "I know. And it's occurred to me that maybe he told me he regretted Dad's death to try to sway me." "Given what we know of Rache, I'd say that's likely." Anakin left Jaina to put something decent on and get some sleep. As he stepped into the corridor, he saw Reiniger approaching. Anakin's hand moved instinctively towards his lightsaber. Reiniger sneered. "Lord Rache wants to know if Mistress Solo is all right." "She's fine," Anakin said. "No thanks to your master. Tell him that if he does anything to Jaina, I will kill him." The Sith's eyes flicked over Anakin, measuring him. He took a step backwards. Without another word, Reiniger left. Anakin leaned against the door for several seconds. Was he the only one around here who still had his wits about him? ---------- Dressed now in leggings and a loose shirt, Jaina lay on the bed in her quarters, but she did not sleep. She hated him, this man who now called himself Rache, for so many things. For enabling Exar Kun to kill her uncle Luke; for stealing the Sun Crusher and blowing up Carida, prompting her father to go after him; for her father's death, though that had been by Imperials who had been trying to shoot the Sun Crusher and had destroyed the Millenium Falcon instead. For her twin brother's death, also at the hands of Exar Kun, when they were so little. And now she hated him for manipulating her, toying with her the way he had. Demanding things of her she didn't want to give, invading her mind to make her think that maybe she did want to give them to him, that for one moment in time, she would have given him anything he'd asked for. Jaina had to shore up her defenses, because she knew that if she hadn't called him Kyp tonight, hadn't enraged him with a reminder of who he had been once, she would have given herself to him without a thought. She couldn't do that. Not to a man she hated with every breath in her body. No matter how much she wanted him. So her only option was to wait, hold him off until the Republic had succeeded in their battle against the Empire . . . And then she would kill him. Dana -----signature----- http://www.kypandjaina.net "I always liked Kyp Durron better, anyway." -- Han Solo ". . . What the hell is an 'Aluminum Falcon'?" "This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object."
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TheCrazyRodian Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 12/13/05 6:52pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	But--but--ahhhh! ::Faints:: -----signature----- My body wears a green scent, as on the verge Between green laughter and green sorrow I have walked all day Until my legs have gone lame, and still the spring seems spirited away. --Yi Sanghwa
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CodeName_Targeter Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 12/13/05 7:35pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	Great. Merciful. Goddess. You... you've killed Han? dies And I have more suspicions about this apprentice. Naughty Kyp-ahem Rache for having Jaina wear just a scandalous dress. I'm still waiting for Anakin to go lecture him about that sort of stuff. -----signature----- XWFC: Wraith Leader and Senator - Starfighter Draft Winner Ravenclaw ftw! Doppleganger of Suzuki_Akira and Vod'ika to Valin_Halcyon Dragged back to the forums for the SFD by Jello. Look out!
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Juliet316 Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 12/13/05 8:12pm Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	This Au is very good. But let me back up to a point that nobody has mentioned yet. EMPRESS JADE! As in Mara Jade? I guess that's what a life with no Luke could lead to. -----signature----- Juliet RIP Eddie Guerrero Tangible Dreams: http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/21029022/?10 The Heart of Betrayal: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/23822708/p1/?17
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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/14/05 2:45am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	My gosh Dana, I'm stunned.... I've always loved your descriptions, but... DAMN GIRL! You've gone all out with this! Jaina's not-dress was very well described... As for the character interactions, I should say I'm shocked at how well this seems to fold together in the AU universe, but I'm really not. The plot and the way you've twisted it is very believable... a testament to how you've thought this through and done your time-line planning... Wow, I'm blown away... great to see you posting again! Welcome back! -----signature----- You'll Like me when I'm Dead - V/P Dark Drama - http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29236355 Don't think, write. And have faith that your subconscious mind is smarter than you.- lazy RIP my little Nibbler
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princess_of_naboo Registered: Nov '00	Date Posted: 12/14/05 7:50am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	I LOVE this story. I'm so glad it turned out to be Kyp, I'd been disapointed had it been anyone else. It's kinda weird reading the name Rache though. My name is Rachel. Keep up the great work! -----signature----- Reports from the Corellian Conflict - updated 11/22 http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/24309725 Princess of Naboo's Drabbles - Wk 7: Han; Wk 8: Tenel Ka http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/244319
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PonyTricks Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 12/14/05 8:06am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	YOU KILLED MY HANNY-BEAR!?? -----signature----- Brain: Now, Pinky, if by any chance you are captured during this mission, remember you are Gunther Heindriksen from Appenzell. You moved to Grindelwald to drive the cog train to Murren. Can you repeat that? Pinky: Mmmm, no, Brain, don't think I can.
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Golden_Jedi Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 12/14/05 8:13am Subject: RE: "Like The Deserts Miss The Rain" (post-NJO AU) Chapter 4 up 13 Dec!
	I've just found this. You killed Han, you killed Luke, Leia is crippled and Jacen missing. And yet, I'm hooked. Unbelievable! -----signature----- The country is that place where chickens walk around uncooked - Julio Cortázar Unexpected Blossom http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28693266 Sailing Little Boats http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28747916
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