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angry_bendu1 Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 6/4 2:12pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 4th
	Argh! Tye's going free?! Kyp's right... justice and fairness don't exist anymore. But a great post! I liked the fact that Liz saved that little boy. But I hoped she only passed out from the pain. Otherwise there's a whole new list of things to worry about! Have a nice day! -----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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iamobiwan1970 Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 6/4 2:43pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 4th
	“Since when are you so patient?” “I am when I have to be.” Hey Nick! I was thinking the same thing. There were certain rules to abide to and when ignoring these rules and going against them, there were always consequences. Since when did Kyppie get all into rule following? He follows the rules that fit his world view. which was a mockery to the so called legal system in itself. It might be said that Kyp’s freedom is also a mockery. With a sudden act of rapidness, Nikk stood beside the seated man, slapping his large hands against his head. With an echoing smack, Marr’s head hit the table, his stubbled cheek pressed uncomfortably against the metal. Looks like Nikk took the lead on “bad cop”. Loved that, it made me chuckle. Somehow, I do wonder how intimidating short, handsome 20 year old Kyp would be. People were probably shocked when they saw the destroyer of worlds was little more than a kid. Kyp didn’t want people to be afraid of him. He didn’t like the concept of anxiety due to his very presence and exploiting this fear to get answers – even though they were needed – did not bode well with him. I think that’s true. ****************** Wow! I really enjoyed this post. I think poor Liz is under some sort of mind control. Is the boy she saved even real? Hmmmm! Who is Lassiter? Can’t wait to read more and find out. -----signature----- Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes.
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Robimus Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 6/4 10:42pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 4th
	Wow, just, Wow Ceillean. This update was really amazing, awe inspiring. Great job. She smiled then as she gazed to the darkening sky, feeling pellets of cold rain run down her face, down her throat. She had always loved the rain and what better way to fall asleep than in the grass under a beautiful sky of water? Just incredibly beautiful words I needed to repeat. Way to tie that to Kyp's "freedom" in the rain. Tieing those two scenes together in such a way is very impressive. Kyp had seen a lot while incarcerated on Kessel-so much that his dreams were sometimes drenched in blood. Haunting and vivid. So Tye goes free, he's gotta know somebody. I'm not sure if you intended it as such but I found it a little ironic that Kyp is upset at the legal system. Of course he should be but....its the same legal system which allow Nikk to work over Marr and gave Kyp a free pass for Carida....... The Destroyer of Worlds is still haunted by his past, but how could he not be. Great work. The exchange between Nikk and Kyp right a the start was great scene, like a buddy cop movie in the Star Wars universe. And Lassiter, all I can think of is the Tom Selleck film . Great name. Keep up the great work! -----signature----- I am forever seeking the damutek of Hooley Krekk Oh, woe! Oh, misery! Oh, unhappiness. Hooley Krekk where are you?
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ccp Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 6/5 4:49am Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 4th
	Liz just can't stay out of trouble can she. Great update! -----signature----- Padwan to Big Fatty If someone says, "Have a nice weekend," I never say, "You too." Because I never know if, perhaps, by the time the weekend rolls around, I will have other plans for that person. Come Friday, I may wish to have them slain. - George Carli
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Ceillean Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 6/10 10:20am Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th
	So there's another OC. Please excuse the name. I couldn't come up with anything better. Hera sat in the corner of the small hospital room, long legs gracefully draped over the other and her back rigid. Infinitely dark brown eyes scanned the area, taking in all the details her brain could handle in such a short time. And her mind could handle quite a lot, she thought with a smirk. Wearing a perfect black, tailor made business suit, Hera seemed to have jumped right out of a banking clan of sorts. Her straight black hair was carefully swept back and bound together at the nape of her neck; there was no doubting she was a tough and imposing figure. Hera counted on others being afraid of her and during the years she had even become accustomed to it and at times, enjoyed her person being the cause of fear. But not today. Today she sat with her own fear and worry buried deep within her heart. Because today would show how much her daughter already knew. So she waited. ********** When Kyp entered the hospital room, he was surprised to see a visitor. At first he thought the elderly woman to be a colleague from the social service center but as she got to her feet in a fluid and graceful motion, he immediately caught the resemblance. The same dark eyes, the same curves along the mouth, the same high cheek bones. The woman came forward and extended a hand, “I am Hera. And you are?” Arching a brow, Kyp took her hand and shook it gently, probing the area with the Force; he could feel apprehension and concern. But not the sort that one would usually expect from a mother. She was a little smaller than Kyp but stood with pride seemingly etched into her very bones. She held her head high and within her eyes Kyp recognized stubbornness as well. “I’m Kyp Durron.” Hera surveyed him from top to bottom, her eyes first lingering on his sandy brown Jedi robes and then on his silver lightsaber, dangling from his hip. Even though it was only a quick movement, Kyp caught Hera narrowing her eyes and he heard a slight intake of breath. But she stood firm yet again and smiled just slightly, overplaying the first moment of muted shock, “Are you friends with my daughter?” Kyp nodded once and keeping his ever-so-polite smile in place, moved forward to stand beside Liz; he felt Hera’s penetrating gaze on his back but he chose to ignore it. He couldn’t help but wonder why she was even here. According to what Liz had said their relationship wasn’t the best. Kyp assumed it was hospital protocol to inform relatives – he didn’t believe Liz had called on Hera on her own. As he reached out to sweep a dark strand of hair from Liz’s closed eyes, his forehead creased into a frown. Her skin was cold and clammy. It was obvious she was coming down with something – when he’d left earlier it was blatantly clear – but something told him there was more to her current situation than met the eye. “What happened?” he asked as he turned around to face Hera. He didn’t know how long she’d already been here but he was certain the Doctor had already given her the facts. “It seems Eliziya was hallucinating.” The slightest of shrugs. “The nurses found her in the gardens by the pond, mumbling about saving a boy.” Hera’s voice was the coldest Kyp had ever heard. She talked in facts and numbers, no emotions whatsoever. “She will recover.” Hera added as she recognized the look on Kyp’s face to be worry. “Did they tell you anything else?” Hera shook her head, crossing her arms in front of her chest, “She will be monitored henceforth. And once she is fit to travel, I will be taking her back with me to Chandrila.” It took a short moment for Kyp to completely comprehend what it was Hera had just said. He straightened and cleared his throat, “I beg your pardon?” “Obviously she is not receiving the needed attention she requires. I have a group of specialists standing at the ready once we arrive. I am certain she will then make a full recovery.” “Has she agreed?” Hera’s eyes widened just a fraction, “It is not her decision to make.” Kyp arched a dark brow, “How so?” He took a quick glance at Liz’s unmoving form before moving a step forward to face her mother, “She is no longer an adolescent. You can’t just take her against her will.” She cocked her head to the side for a moment as if revising the situation, “She is in no condition to make decisions. She has been seeing things that aren’t there and it is not yet certain if this is a danger to her. According to written law, I as her mother, am authorized to facilitate proper medical care, which she will receive on Chandrila.” “Is it certain she was hallucinating?” Kyp asked in a low voice, pushing back his rising anger at this utterly controlled and cold human being. “There was most certainly no boy when the nurses arrived. And no eye witnesses. Her scans indicate a slight abnormality, which indicates hallucinations.” Kyp clenched his jaw as he stared at Hera, his thoughts whirling around within his head how to solve this growing problem, “I don’t believe she was hallucinating.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for just a moment. Reaching out with the Force he touched Liz’s mind; their personal link was still active and he pushed forward – He felt her immediate response, a fleeting gesture as if she’d gently stroked his cheek. Smiling he turned away from her, ready to go on a verbal attack with Hera when she suddenly backed away from him with fear in her eyes. She swallowed a few times before forcing a strained, little smile, “You must forgive me. I do not trust Force users.” Kyp wondered how Hera had known he’d drawn the Force around himself but dropped the thought as he focused on her voice: low, laced with anger and fear Kyp could not and did not want to understand. “Is it your daughter’s well being that matters most to you?” “Of course.” But he caught the lie before she even uttered the words. “We have a Jedi healer who will be able to help her. It would be wise to accept her expertise instead of wasting time with Doctor’s who have no idea what it is they’re dealing with.” Hera’s almost black eyes narrowed dangerously and the tone of her voice returned to ice, “How dare you question me?” “I will not let you take her against her will.” Take her from me. There was the slightest smirk on the older woman’s face as she came closer, “Is that so? And what do you intend to do about it?” “She is under the protection of the Jedi due to classified incidents. She cannot and she will not leave.” Hera stood rigid and Kyp could feel anger emanating from her little body. He knew she was not one to mess with but there was no way in hell he was letting this woman get away with taking Liz against her will, “What are these incidents you refer to?” “I did just say classified, did I not?” Hera crossed her arms in front of her chest and Kyp noticed a silver bracelet dangling from her narrow wrist. The inset jewels reflected the light from the ceiling, catching his attention for just a moment. It was a beautiful work of art and somehow… wasted on such a cold person. Seconds passed by in silence as the two of them stared at each other. Kyp arched a brow as if to motivate her to continue questions he would not answer. And then the young Jedi suddenly caught flickers of emotions he hadn’t expected from her. Reaching out with the Force, he focused on the older woman – alarm, deceit, and fear for herself touched with sadness. “All I wish to do is help.” “Help whom?” Taken aback by his question, Hera raised her dark eyes to the Jedi Knight, slowly letting her arms fall to her sides, “Help my daughter, of course!” Her voice dropped to almost a whisper, “She is my first priority. Do not ever think otherwise.” Kyp smiled slightly, “I’m not buying it.” His tone was curiously cheerful. “Be that as it may,” she cleared her throat and directed her attention back to her daughter, “I am worried for her. I do not want to see her die. There have been enough deaths in our family.” Kyp was positive Hera was hiding something; hiding something meaningful, significant. Just as Kyp wanted to broach the subject, there was a slight groan coming from the bed. Slowly Liz opened her eyes, the dark pupils moving back and forth as she tried to focus on her surroundings. Kyp was at her side in an instant, taking her hand in his yet again, gently stroking his thumb along her knuckles, “Hey.” He whispered and smiled as she turned her head towards him. Her voice was raspy, as if she hadn’t spoken in days, “Hey there handsome.” Chuckling, Kyp reached out and tucked a few strands of dark hair behind her ear, “How are you feeling?” “Horrible.” She closed her eyes for a moment, taking deep breaths to calm herself and then she frowned, “I – I went outside, didn’t I?” She paused for a moment, “What happened?” “I don’t really know yet. But I’ll find out.” “You were hallucinating.” Liz didn’t move an inch when she heard the chilling voice. For a long moment Kyp thought she hadn’t heard – Hera’s voice was rather low – but then she cleared her throat and turned her head. She sat up suddenly, hastily pushing up against the wall, “What are you doing here?” There was definite fear in her eyes, shocking surprise at seeing her mother and deep anchored anger. And then she remembered the words Kyrian had spoken before he’d plunged the needle into her skin: She didn’t tell you that she had your powers blocked. She had your mind violated as a girl, dear sister… “I was contacted when you were hospitalized. I came here as soon as I could.” “Why?” Hera blinked and her eyes widened a fraction, “Because you are hurt, Eliziya. I wanted to see for myself if you are being properly cared for.” “You never cared.” Kyp was surprised that Liz’s voice could mimic Hera’s almost exactly. The same coolness, the same chilling tone. He didn’t like it at all. “You are mistaken. I have always cared for you. You are my child, my flesh and blood.” She had your mind violated as a girl, dear sister… Hera cleared her throat and clasped her hands behind her back. She stood straight, the suit fitting her short form perfectly, “And as so I have decided to relocate you to a decent hospital on Chandrila. They are waiting as we speak.” Kyp felt a moment of shock from Liz but she didn’t let it show on her face. Instead she only raised a brow and shook her head, “I’m not going anywhere.” “On the contrary. According to your Doctor, you have been hallucinating. As such, you are not fit to make decisions on your own. Those decisions have been laid into my hands due to the state of your mind. We will be leaving once you’re healthy enough to travel.” “Get out.” Liz said between clenched teeth, barely controlling the anger coursing through her, “Get out now before I call security.” Hera nodded once, “I shall return in a few hours. I suspect you’ll have come to your senses until then. We will talk later.” She turned on her heel and left the room without a further word or glance back towards her daughter. Liz was shaking beneath Kyp’s touch and he could feel her fury as if it were his own, “I won’t let her take you, alright?” He said, his tone soothing. “She can’t do this, can she? This isn’t happening.” Liz dragged a hand through her disheveled hair, “What the hell is she doing here anyway? She never cared!” She swallowed. “And I wasn’t hallucinating.” She stared at Kyp, her eyes glazing over with tears, “They kept saying I was seeing things but it’s not true.” Shaking her head, she grabbed for Kyp’s hands, “Please, believe me. I was not hallucinating! I saw the boy and he would have drowned –“ Kyp pulled her close and she leaned her head against his chest, “Hey, I believe you.” He kissed her hair and gently ran a hand up and down her spine, “Calm down.” After several minutes she pulled back and swapped at the tears on her cheeks, “I don’t trust her, Kyp.” Liz lowered her gaze to her hands in her lap, “Kyrian said –“ She stopped then and swallowed, shifting her eyes to the viewport. It was still raining, the sky darkened by grey clouds. “What did Kyrian say?” “He said she had someone tamper with my mind.” She kept looking out the viewport, watching drops of rain run down the transparasteel in awkward movements, “She knew about this Force sensitivity stuff and had someone block it.” Again she rubbed at her eyes, “I don’t know if he was lying, Kyp. I don’t want to believe my mother would do a thing like this but –“ She drew her knees to her chest, “But what if Kyrian was telling the truth?” Kyp had to strain to hear her, her words were so low. He didn’t answer her question, because there was no decent answer to give. He gathered her up into his arms and held her instead. Silent minutes passed in which Liz thought about her dysfunctional family and imagined what her life would have been like if her parents – specifically her mother – had been totally different people. There might have been more laughter, more smiles and nice words. And maybe Giulian would not have walked the path he did and maybe – just maybe – he’d still be alive today. “Get me out of here, Kyp.” He kissed her forehead, “I intend to.” ******** Hera walked in a brisk pace as she extracted a slim, silver com link from the pocket of her black jacket. Leaving the hospital behind, she turned a corner and hid within the shadows of a large pillar with a plaque of a famous rebel General, it seemed. Hera wasn’t sure and she didn’t really care. Patiently she dialed the frequency and as expected the person on the other line answered immediately, “We have a problem.” Hera said, keeping her voice low. “What sort of problem?” the voice dangerously deep. “The Jedi are involved. We hadn’t expected this.” “Indeed we did not.” There was slight pause. “But no matter. Continue as planned. The Jedi will be taken care of.” Hera cut the connection and walked on to an unknown destination. ****** Just the previous day they had moved her to a different prison tract. It had taken only minutes but during this time Luce had yearned to talk but the security guards standing at her sides had blatantly ignored her. Dressed in black overalls, her hands cuffed, she had walked with small steps, all the while keeping her eyes locked on the ground beneath her. Luce had had more than enough time to think; she wanted desperately to distract herself, she wanted to forget for just a little bit and remember the life she had lead before – She snapped her eyes shut and took deep breaths. Lying on her cot, her hands folded beneath her head, she waited. What exactly it was she was waiting for, she didn’t really know. Either it was the afternoon meal, or maybe another inmate – and somehow she even hoped to be waiting for a visitor. But she doubted it. To pass the time she counted tiny flecks of black on the otherwise bland ceiling above her. There was an unnerving quietness surrounding her, the only real sound either her own breathing or the soft humming of the security field to the small cell. She was up to one hundred and seventy three when her waiting came to an end. The entrance to the prison block swished upward in a grinding sound and at first Luce only acknowledged it by listening; but she frowned after a few minutes of hearing absolutely nothing. Slowly she swung her legs over the edge of the cot and got to her feet. Only inches separated her from the security field as she took a look around. “What the hell are you doing here?” she hissed between her teeth as she recognized a tall man standing in a corner of the prison block. The overhead lights shone with a golden tinge, illuminating the man in an eerie light that made an ice cold shiver run down Luce’s back. The blond haired man smiled a toothy smile and arched a brow as he came closer, his hands hidden in the folds of his jacket as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Miss me, sweetheart?” Even though the security field would keep Tye away from her, she back up against the wall, flattening her palms against the cool structure. “What do you want?” “You haven’t heard the news then?” She was hardly listening. Questions as to why Tye was even here, set free, walking among the population littered her mind. Luce heard the door to the prison block swish upwards again; two security guards dressed in black overalls and a robed, elderly man walked in. The guards showed no expression whatsoever but the old man seemed to have a permanent scowl carved onto his face. Deep lines crossed his light skin and she caught sight of a dark scar running down the length of his jaw. “What’s going on?” “You get to go home, Luce.” She frowned, “There was no official order. The guards would have –“ “Everything’s been taken care of. You’re officially free to go.” The voice made a shiver run down her spine and she glared the old man, wondering who the hell he was. She decided on a lawyer type; he stood with arrogance around him and it unnerved her. Luce shifted her gaze from Tye to the lawyer, back and forth; back and forth. She could go home. She could leave the confines of this small cell and be free! But she was astounded when she realized she didn’t want to. She’d made too many mistakes and this time she wanted to do something right. She still had a confession to make; the things Tye and Kyrian had done – she knew. And she would let the authorities know. “I want an official release statement.” Tye laughed then, “Luce, stop playing. Let’s go.” “No.” The lawyer arched a brow in annoyance, “Miss, this is your chance to return to your life. I suggest you take it.” But she shook her head, “No.” She couldn’t undo what had been done but at least she could help along the way to answer a few questions, “And I won’t be bullied to leave.” The lawyer cleared his throat and nodded, “As you wish.” “No!” Tye bellowed, “She comes with us!” “It is her decision. You cannot force her.” “The hell I can’t!” he grabbed Luce’s arms, intending to pull her towards the exit but she fought with all she was worth. She punched at him and kicked as hard as she could, knowing it wouldn’t bother Tye in the least. But she didn’t really get far as the two guards stepped in between, dragging both Tye and Luce out their fight by the arms. And then lawyer’s voice broke through, “No.” He said, “You will leave her. Unless it is you wish to return to one of these cells for assaulting and kidnapping her?” Tye ground his teeth together, his chest rising and falling as he breathed heavily. The anger he felt towards Luce was palpable. “You better wish we never see each other again.” He pointed his finger at her, his voice dripping with malice. Obviously, he knew why Luce decided to stay. He knew she’d talk and there was nothing he could do about it. The lawyer grabbed Tye’s arm and pulled him towards the exit. All the while Tye stared at Luce, his eyes holding nothing of the love he’d once felt for her. When they had left, Luce settled back down on the bunk and calmed herself by taking deep and steadying breaths. One of the guards turned around while mumbling something into his com link. The other gave her a strange look, “Why didn’t you leave?” He asked but Luce ignored the question. “I need to talk to someone.” She said, “I need to speak with the Jedi.” I actually had this update finished a few days ago. I kept rewriting it until I got annoyed. Hope it's allright. -----signature----- I'm having trouble dealing with the fact that Kyp Durron is a fictional character Stress -- The reaction created when the mind overrides the body's desire to choke the living sh out of somebody who desperately needs it http://ceillean.blogspot.com/
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jadesabre75 Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 6/10 11:03am Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th
	Oooooo. Things are not going well. Loved the banter between Nikk and Kyp. That was freaking hilarious. I like Nikk too, but he did surprise me with the bad cop routine. Interesting. Hera is bad...I can't say what I really think. LOL So, Luce is gonna talk? Let's see if she gets too or gets offed for staying! Great updates!!!! I can't wait to see how Kyp gets Liz out of there. -----signature----- Stories are in my bio! Have at it! 9-19-08 - Best Bloody Day of the Year! Savvy? - http://www.limestrong.com/ Lucky Member of the Jagateers: Jagateer of the Imperial Red Swim Trunks
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ccp Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 6/10 11:34am Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th
	I'm thinking maybe Kyp should get Han involved. It's always good to have someone who will shoot first, shoot later and shoot some more on your side. Besides Han is usually so good at cutting through all the red tape. Great update! -----signature----- Padwan to Big Fatty If someone says, "Have a nice weekend," I never say, "You too." Because I never know if, perhaps, by the time the weekend rolls around, I will have other plans for that person. Come Friday, I may wish to have them slain. - George Carli
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Robimus Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 6/10 9:47pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th - Date Edited: 6/10 9:55pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Robimus
	Very mysterious. Liz's mom is a Force witch of some kind prehaps? Or maybe she just indentified Kyp's Force use because she saw his lightsaber. Great update. I think Luce and Liz are somehow connected through the Force maybe?......And a Banking Clan like outfit? ....hmnnnn..... . Keep up the good work! -----signature----- I am forever seeking the damutek of Hooley Krekk Oh, woe! Oh, misery! Oh, unhappiness. Hooley Krekk where are you?
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iamobiwan1970 Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 6/11 4:52pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th
	Wow! That was a huge update, and a good one. I’ve been off my computer for a few days, so what a treat. Weirdest thing though: this morning I was listening to the song “Magic Man” by Heart, and there’s the line ...”my girl should be at home...” You know the mother is thinking she needs to control her child, but the child wants to be with the magic man. So I immediately thought of your story! I thought, “oh, will we meet Liz’s mother?” Weird huh? Since that’s exactly what you delivered! So here are my favs with comments: And once she is fit to travel, I will be taking her back with me to Chandrila.” Figures! And she has every legal right! So I wasn't surprised Kyp said I'm getting you out of here. I would have done the same. Kyp clenched his jaw as he stared at Hera, his thoughts whirling around within his head how to solve this growing problem… I think this probably made him angrier than Kyrian! “You must forgive me. I do not trust Force users.” Yeh! But likely you are one! Sith Witch! Nightsister! There was the slightest smirk on the older woman’s face as she came closer, “Is that so? And what do you intend to do about it?” You know who you’re kriffin’ with Lady? “She is under the protection of the Jedi due to classified incidents. She cannot and she will not leave.” Good, quick lie Kyppie... you always were fast with words! Hera crossed her arms in front of her chest and Kyp noticed a silver bracelet dangling from her narrow wrist. Sith medallion! She got Sith tattoos under that suit? “The Jedi are involved. We hadn’t expected this.” Obviously she is working for someone who controls her..Palpatine clone...nope..but something sinister! The Jedi will be taken care of.” Yeh right! You think Kyp's bad? You haven't even met Luke! Puh-leze! I felt really badly for Luce and figured Tye would kill her, but I guess that spot was way too public. I hope the Jedi can help her. Or perhaps her info will help them. But I find it hard to believe she knows too much. Loved this! -----signature----- Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes.
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Ceillean Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 6/12 1:52pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th
	I'm in a really good mood today. Next post should be up a little later; thanks everyone for your comments. Sab posted: Oooooo. Things are not going well. But things will lighten up. They always do. Loved the banter between Nikk and Kyp. That was freaking hilarious. I like Nikk too, but he did surprise me with the bad cop routine. Interesting. I think Nikk is really interesting right now. Sounds stupid, but the character has a mind of its own. He keeps doing things and surprises me. Hera is bad...I can't say what I really think. LOL So, Luce is gonna talk? Let's see if she gets too or gets offed for staying! Great updates!!!! I can't wait to see how Kyp gets Liz out of there. Thanks for reading! ccp posted: I'm thinking maybe Kyp should get Han involved. I hadn't thought of Han but...hm... It's always good to have someone who will shoot first, shoot later and shoot some more on your side. Besides Han is usually so good at cutting through all the red tape. Totally true. Great update! Thank you! And thanks for reading! Robimus posted: Very mysterious. Liz's mom is a Force witch of some kind prehaps? Or maybe she just indentified Kyp's Force use because she saw his lightsaber. Great update. I think Luce and Liz are somehow connected through the Force maybe? Hm...that's a nice thought there. .....And a Banking Clan like outfit? ....hmnnnn..... I so knew you'd notice that!!! . Keep up the good work! Thanks for reading! obi posted: Wow! That was a huge update, and a good one. I’ve been off my computer for a few days, so what a treat. Weirdest thing though: this morning I was listening to the song “Magic Man” by Heart, and there’s the line ...”my girl should be at home...” You know the mother is thinking she needs to control her child, but the child wants to be with the magic man. So I immediately thought of your story! I thought, “oh, will we meet Liz’s mother?” Weird huh? Since that’s exactly what you delivered! I think that's kind of neat. And how great is it to know you're thinking of this story in your free time? Thanks so much for reading! -----signature----- I'm having trouble dealing with the fact that Kyp Durron is a fictional character Stress -- The reaction created when the mind overrides the body's desire to choke the living sh** out of somebody who desperately needs it http://ceillean.blogspot.com/
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Ceillean Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 6/12 3:40pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 10th
	The instant Nikk’s comlink chirped he knew something was going on he wouldn’t like and most likely would have preferred not to know about. Grimacing, he downed the last bit of his drink and slammed the empty glass back onto the table. The Sanvia VitaJuice Bar was almost empty. Besides him there was only an old woman who seemed to be completely immersed in a holo novel she was holding in her wrinkled little hands. For a moment he thought about ignoring the call. Maybe it wasn’t even that important; whoever it was would leave him alone and he could go back to doing his work. What work? He asked silently. A few more days and he’d be heading back to Yavin 4. The interrogations had been completely scrubbed – those worthless beings were already walking the streets as free men. He ripped the comlink from his belt, “What?” “You here with your own ship?” No greetings, no how-are-you-now-that-you’re-being-sent-back-to-babysit-the-younglings – he chuckled; how he loved to sulk. He cleared his throat, “I always travel on my own, Kyp. Why?” There was a pause. The silence stretched into endless seconds and the feeling of not-wanting-to-know returned full blast. "I need to borrow your ship." Nikk inclined his head, tapping away on the floor with his boot. His ship was his most prized possession. He’d inherited a few thousand credits after his grandparents had died and he’d saved up a lot himself and then – he’d bought Lucinda. A beautiful dark colored vehicle that bore absolutely no marks of fighting; she was perfect on the outside as well as on the inside. Just perfect. Built to blast anything smaller out of the sky and Lucinda was fast – Nikk had lost count how many races he’d won when he’d still been living at home. Kyp’s question settled in and Nikk didn’t really know how to react. So far, no one had ever dared ask him to lend his ship. His baby. “Huh?” He was amazed that this little tiny word came out as a squeak. “I need to get Liz off planet fast, Nikk. Please.” It struck Nikk as odd that Kyp Durron was asking him for help. They didn’t really like each other – there had been countless disagreements, some almost ending in fights at the Academy. But he knew Kyp usually never asked for help. “I can’t.” Nikk shook his head. He couldn’t give Lucinda into the hands of someone he didn’t even call a friend. What if something happened to her? What if she’d get scratched up because Kyp couldn’t fly? What if she’d get shot? “Nikk, you don’t understand. If I don’t get her off Coruscant –“ “Wherever you need to go, I’ll take you. But I can’t let you borrow my ship.” There was another one of those pauses as if Kyp was going over a plan in his head but then his voice came back, “Thank you. Will you meet us here at the hospital?” “Sure.” There was commotion in the background, a shout and then quiet laughter, “Could you bring some spare clothes as well?” Nikk agreed and cut the connection. Let Kyp borrow Lucinda? He snorted; when the entirety of hell froze over – yeah, maybe then he’d think about it. Liz sat on the bed, legs dangling back and forth as she fidgeted with her hands. She felt better; the cough had subsided, her head didn’t hurt anymore. But she was nervous and angry and really really really nervous. The anger she could completely understand – the last time she’d seen her mother, they’d fought and Liz had said things she regretted afterwards. Well, not so much anymore. She knew her mother could be cold but the face she’d shown after Liz had woken up was a different matter all together. She didn’t recognize the woman who called herself her mother. The nervousness Liz could not understand. There wasn’t anything to be nervous about really. Once Nikk showed up they’d head out to his ship and they’d leave the planet. So what was there to worry about? “You alright?” She turned her head and smiled up at Kyp as she nodded. He stood behind her, his arms coming around her waist as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. And then she laughed, “You know, you’re about to kidnap me from the hospital and then whisk me away to some far away land. Kind of like in a fairy tale, don’t you think?” When Kyp didn’t reply she went on, “Honestly, it is!” she sat up and turned to face him, the smile on her face a genuine one. It felt good – she felt alive after all those days sleeping and – dreaming. Not hallucinating. “We have the wicked mother.” She counted off on her fingers, her small smile still in place, “And then there’s the handsome prince.” Kyp laughed as she poked a finger in his stomach before going on, “And then there’s the beautiful princess.” After an exaggerated bow she continued, “And the princess wants to stay with the handsome prince and the wicked mother tries to stop them getting away.” Liz jumped off the bed and through her arms up, “But she won’t succeed! Because the prince has a plan – the princes always have plans – and they’ll get away and then they’ll find a beautiful castle to live in. Happily ever after, of course.” Kyp laughed good-naturedly, “Are you sure you’re alright?” Liz crossed her arms in front of her chest, “You’re ruining my fairy tale moment here.” But then she sighed and sat back on the bed, facing Kyp, “I’m nervous, that’s all.” She shrugged, “I feel like there’s something about to happen.” Kyp held her then, his thought whirling around the fact that he too felt something was off. Even when reaching out to the Force there weren’t any clues, just this lingering feeling of something being wrong. “But that’s alright.” Liz sat up again, “Because the prince in shining armor will know how to protect.” Kyp arched a brow, “Not wearing shining armor.” “Well, you have a lightsaber so that’s good enough for me.” She leaned her head against his shoulder and they sat silently for just a few minutes. Liz felt restless – she felt the need to be doing something other than waiting for something to happen. Liz lifted her head and kissed her prince. Kyp was surprised at the sudden move but indulged non-the-less. He pulled her closer, until she sat halfway on his lap. Liz reached up to gently caress his cheek and then broke the kiss with a smile on her face. “And now I need a shower.” Liz jumped off the bed and stretched before slowly walking towards the fresher. Kyp followed her with a frown, “Nikk’ll be here in a few minutes. We have to leave then.” “I’ll hurry up. I’ll be done once he’s here. And I hope he won’t forget the clothes.” Because no one had thought about bringing her spare things to wear. “Ten minutes, Liz.” Kyp called after Liz shut the door. He heard a sigh and then the lock clicked in place. “I’ll take as long as I need, Kyp.” Kyp arched a brow and let a tiny smile play over his face, “That lock won’t hold me out here, you know that right? Ten minutes.” There was a groan and then an exasperated sigh, “Stubborn.” “Concerned.” He heard the rush of water and backed off, leaning against the wall as he waited. Slowly Liz seemed to be returning to her old self again; when he closed his eyes and probed around their link, he saw her beautiful light flourish in rainbow colors once again, all the while strengthening. Will you teach me? Kyp blinked in surprise as he heard her voice through their bond. He had missed her so much it was hard for him to put into words. Instead he showed her images, sent her his feelings for her and in return she sent him vivid pictures of what she’d do with him once they were alone and off planet. He grinned sheepishly and noticed that around these pictures, he caught a sense of peace and tranquility. Teach you what? About the Force. And maybe you could teach me how to defend myself. He caught an undertone of embarrassment and he frowned. He’d definitely broach that subject once they were alone. We’ll talk about it later. The door to the room burst open allowing Nikk to walk in with long strides, a dark expression on his face. A duffel bag was slung over his shoulder; he dropped it to the floor with a loud thump and stared at Kyp, “Don’t ever ask to borrow Lucinda.” “Lucinda?” Kyp asked bewildered. And then he laughed, “You named your ship Lucinda?” Nikk held up a finger – a very Han Solo-ish gesture Kyp noted – and narrowed his eyes, “Never make fun of Lucinda.” With that he moved passed Kyp and sat down on the bed, “Where’s Liz?” Kyp knocked on the fresher door, “Ten minutes are over.” He called and smiled at Liz’s reply, “I’m done already. Stop being so pushy.” The lock clicked and Liz walked out with a long towel bound around her chest, her dark hair hanging down her back in wet curls. A startled look crossed her face as she saw Nikk on the bed and to her dismay he was grinning like a mad man. “Clothes?” Liz bit out scowling at the crimson haired man. Nikk gestured to the duffel bag by her feet, his smile still in place. Liz turned to Kyp, “You could have warned me he was here already.” “I told you he was on his way.” “Well –“ she blew out a frustrated sigh, “Fine.” Dragging the duffel bag behind her, she closed the fresher door – without locking it. “Don’t look at her like that.” Kyp bit out as he gazed at the other Jedi Knight. Nikk put on an innocent expression and shrugged, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “I’m serious. Don’t look at her like that.” “Don’t make fun of Lucinda.” “I wasn’t making fun of Lucinda.” But his voice cracked on a laugh and next Kyp saw a pillow flying his way. Liz came out of the fresher, dragging the duffel bag behind her, wearing very baggy sweat pants a black shirt that reached her knees. “Thank you, Nikk.” She said as she braided her hair and let the plait hang down her back . “A little too big.” Nikk commented but Liz waved the remark away, “Better than walking out in hospital garb.” The nervousness grew to such an extent, Liz felt itchy all over. She rubbed her hands together and tried to get her nerves under control. “Ready to go?” Nikk asked as he came towards her, his gaze shifting from Liz to Kyp. They nodded. Nikk bent down and retrieved a dark brown cloak which he gently laid across Liz’s shoulders. He ignored the dark stare Kyp was giving him. “So people will think you’re one of us.” Nikk explained, shoving the duffel bag out of the way with his foot. He turned his attention back to Kyp, “Master Skywalker sends his greetings. I told him we were leaving for Yavin a little early.” “Does he know about –“ Nikk cut him off with a wave of his hand, “No. At least not yet. But he’ll find out.” He sighed, “Let’s get going then.” They got to the turbo lift in peace. Once and a while Liz noticed both men were concentrating and she assumed they were using the Force to shift their appearance just a bit. She remembered Kyp once saying he could tamper with memory and she wondered if it was exactly that he was doing. When they arrived at the entrance hall, the nervous itch around her hands and arms grew fiercer and then she suddenly knew. “Aw, crap.” Nikk and Kyp both gave her a curious look and she explained, “I feel my mother. She’s coming towards us.” Just as the words left her mouth, Liz recognized her mothers’ dark hair, the dark suit coming around a corner. Hastily Kyp pushed her aside, shoving her behind a large decorative plant and gesturing for her to be quiet. He closed his eyes, his brow furrowed in concentration. Nikk kept walking, halting at the vast transparasteel entrance. He kept glancing at a large chrono attached to the ceiling – a golden decorative thing – as if he were waiting on someone. Liz held her breath as she peered through the leaves, watching her mother move along towards the lift they’d just exited. The short woman took a quick look around, patting down her pants and then making sure the jacket was impeccably clean. Always the perfect one. And Liz’s heart jumped as she met her mother’s eye directly. Even from the distance, Liz felt awe creep up her spine at the darkness within her eyes. The loving brown she’d known as a child was no more. Her mother frowned as she stared at her and Liz wondered if Hera could even see her. Hera squinted but as the doors swished aside, she entered the turbo lift and disappeared from sight. Kyp grabbed her hand, “We need to hurry.” Liz complied without complaint and when they were outside she asked the question burning on her lips, “What did you do? She looked right at me!” “I made her see something else.” Was Kyp’s low response and Liz left it at that. She was very surprised at his abilities with using the Force. If he could make people see what he wanted, if he could tamper with their minds – what else was he able to do? And that’s when she realized with a touch of sadness that she still knew so little about him. But she vowed she’d change that fact. They reached Nikk and together they hurried the rest of the way to the spaceport. Even though it felt as if they’d made it, the nervousness never left Liz. In fact, had she not known better, she would have thought someone was watching them, maybe even following them. Every now and then she glanced over her shoulder but there was nothing there that would have struck her as unusual. But still… Minutes passed by as the small group hurried along the walkways towards the public hangar. Liz could already see the building rising up in front of them; the landing area’s looked like tiny openings to a hive of sorts, the ships being the little fighters or workers for the queen. She frowned at her own thoughts, wondering where all of it was coming from before focusing her attention back to the matter at hand. And then she heard the shouts, the screams. Liz was surprised: the nervousness suddenly ceased to be. “We’ll have security on our asses in less than five minutes if we don’t hurry the hell up.” Nikk barked before running off, his booted feet pounding on the ground beneath him. Kyp grabbed Liz’s hand and pulled her along; she did her best to hurry, she did her best to keep up but it was getting harder by the second. She felt an unwanted itch in her lungs and knew that wretched cough would undoubtedly return. Her heart beat erratically and she had trouble breathing. She tried pushing the sensations away, focusing on catching up with Nikk. She could only see his dark cape billowing behind him. Kyp stayed by her side as they ran, the space port getting closer with every step. But then the shouts grew louder and she was sure she heard Security letting the public know the area was restricted due to abduction. Liz knew Hera wasn’t stupid and Liz also knew they needed to hurry the hell up. Because once the space port was closed down there was no getting off the planet. The coughs started when they reached the entrance of the space port. Glancing over her shoulder yet again, she caught sight of a few security guards roaming the area; she felt silly, absolutely out of place. She was a nobody, a normal human being trying to make a living like everyone else. And now these security guards were looking for her? And because of what? What made her so special her mother would go to such lengths to get her back? Liz doubted it had to do with her being ill. She heard Nikk beckoning for them to hurry up but she hardly paid attention. Kyp helped her stand, the coughs wracking through her even worse than before. She felt both Kyp and Nikk’s arms around her lithe form and they more or less carried her the rest of the way. The coughs grew severe, a pain cascading throughout her ribcage. And then suddenly she blacked out. “We’re almost there!” Nikk called, moving away from Liz and leading the way to an elongated beauty of a ship. Kyp held Liz in both his arms, cradling her to his chest as he passed by gawking beings. He felt their stares on his back as he moved on but he didn’t care. His first priority was to get Liz off the planet. Lucinda had been painted a matte black, intricately designed words drawn on her side. Kyp couldn’t make out the language but he supposed it was the ship’s rather awkward name. Maybe he’d get Nikk to tell him about her. Nikk slapped the controls to the ramp and soundlessly it descended, opening to a long darkened corridor. “Second door to the left. Strap her in!” The ramp closed behind them and Nikk ran off towards the cockpit. Kyp didn’t hesitate, walking down the corridor and opening the door as Nikk had said. He stepped into completely furnished surroundings; a living area aboard a ship. Kyp gently laid Liz atop a large cot, strapping a safety belt around her midsection to keep her in place. The coughing had stopped and her breath came in normal intervals. Worry invaded his senses and he hoped she’d get better, that she’d stay better, until they reached a decent healer. But was it wise to travel to Yavin 4? Wouldn’t it be the most obvious destination? Kyp reached out and pushed a few strands of her dark hair out of her face. He leaned down and kissed her lips just lightly, before turning on his heels and joining Nikk in the cockpit. The ship rumbled to life beneath his feet as he entered the enclosed space Nikk was occupying. “We got clearance just a minute ago.” Nikk said, relief evident in his voice, “I’m guessing once we lift off, they’ll have the place locked down.” Kyp plopped down in the co-pilot’s seat and sighed, “Thank you, Nikk.” “Don’t mention it.” Lucinda lifted off, slowly making her way through upper opening of the hanger bay. Within minutes they broke into space. Liz would have loved to see this, Kyp thought wistfully. She’d never been off planet before. But once she woke up, she’d never forget this sight. “You do owe me now, though.” Nikk said, leaning back in the leather chair after punching in coordinates. “I suppose I do.” “Just wanted you to remember that.” Kyp ignored the sly comment and instead gestured to the nav computer, “Where are we headed?” “To a space station on the outer rim. Flying to Yavin would be stupid; they’ll search there first. I know a few people on the station. We’ll figure out what to do from there.” Kyp didn’t respond. He was grateful that the other Jedi had come to the same conclusion as he had. “Thanks again.” With that Kyp got back to this feet and made his way to Liz. When Liz woke up she heard a heartbeat. But it wasn’t her own; after a moment she realized someone was cradling her, gently rocking back and forth. And there was a humming sound, a beautiful yet simple melody. Liz snuggled closer, her hands grasping Kyp’s shirt. Slowly she opened her eyes but she couldn’t see anything. Everything was dark; the only light she could see was a light blue through the viewport. Lines and lines of blues and whites and after a long moment of staring, she realized she was seeing hyperspace. So they’d made it after all. “You’re awake.” The melody stopped, replaced by Kyp’s whispering voice. Liz nodded, slowly sitting up. She felt Kyp right beside her, one hand on her hip. She leaned against him, closing her eyes, “Barely.” “You should rest.” “No. Not right now.” “Liz.” He said with a slight admonishing tone. She smiled in the dark, “Kyp.” There was a sigh and then a light chuckle, “Stubborn.” “Look who’s talking.” He held her tightly and she felt his warm breath touch her neck, “How are you feeling?” The coughs had stopped; she was utterly grateful for that. It hurt to breathe to deep but the pain would go away in time. Otherwise she felt alright. “I’m cold.” In response she shivered beneath his hold; she felt a thick cloth being draped over her shoulders and smiled, “Thank you.” “Anything for you.” His words warmed her from within and suddenly – and out of nowhere – tears stung her eyes. Kyp had rescued her from the brother gone mad, he’d been there every step of the way during the dreams or hallucinations, he’d gotten her out of the hospital, away from her mother. And now even off planet, the one wish buried deep within her heart. He’d given her that as well. After everything he’d done for her, how could she ever repay him? She reached up, carefully searching for his face. She caught strands of his soft hair, coiling around the tips of her fingers. Gently she lowered her fingers to his cheek, caressing along the line of his jaw until her fingers found his lips. “I don’t know how to thank you.” She whispered hoping the quiver in her voice wasn’t too obvious. “Thank me for what?” Gently she ran her thumb across his lower lip, feeling his warm breath on her hand. “For saving me. For getting me out of there. For everything.” Kyp didn’t speak for a long while. He held her close and she had all she needed while in his arms. She heard his steady breathing, felt the rhythm of his heartbeat. But he suddenly pulled back from the embrace; for just a second Liz was confused already forming the words to ask what was wrong when she felt both his hands on her face and then his lips pressed against hers. He kissed her deeply; she threw her arms around his neck, moving her body so she straddled him. The blanket around her shoulders fell to the floor as she raised her hands to tangle with his air. There were deep moans of satisfaction and longing coming from the both of them; Liz felt his warm hands find their way underneath her shirt; he pulled her towards him, breaking the kiss as his lips descended to her collarbone, trailing sizzling kisses to her ear. He suckled the soft skin above her pulse, moving back to her lips with surprising ferocity. But Liz didn’t mind at all. She felt alive around Kyp, she felt like herself around him and she loved every second of it. This time she broke the kiss and she smiled in the darkness. Her hands ran down his shoulders, down the length of his arms until their hands were entwined. She leaned forward, nibbling on his earlobe and satisfied as he whispered her name. She kissed her way down to his jaw, her teeth gently grazing his chin before her lips touched his yet again. He kissed her hard this time, his hands leaving hers to grip her hips. Her breathing ragged, she lifted her arms and encircled his neck; the kiss grew fiercer and within her she felt as if a fire had lit. Her skin tingled wherever his hands touched her, an almost searing sensation and she wanted more. She wanted more of him. He stopped the kiss, breathing hard just like her. “How long until we reach where ever it is we’re going?” Liz asked huskily between breaths, playing with strands of Kyp’s hair. “Two days.” Slowly a grin spread across her face, “So I’ll have you at my disposal for two days?” He chuckled, his hands slowly moving up and down her spine beneath her shirt, “If you want. But Nikk’s still here.” “He can do without you for a little while, can’t he?” She dipped her head to his neck, her tongue flicking out to taste the area above his wild pulse. She moved down towards his collarbone, moving aside the cloth of his Jedi tunic while suckling at his skin. “I’m certain he can.” “Good. Because I’m not letting you go anytime soon.” She kissed him, a possessive kiss that left no mistake as to what she had planned. -----signature----- I'm having trouble dealing with the fact that Kyp Durron is a fictional character Stress -- The reaction created when the mind overrides the body's desire to choke the living sh** out of somebody who desperately needs it http://ceillean.blogspot.com/
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jadesabre75 Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 6/12 4:08pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 12th
	Whoa. LOL I had to stop reading cause I was laughing so hard in the begining. Those three are a riot! The story just keeps getting better and better my dear! Love it! I wanna know what mommy dearest is up to. It ain't good, that's for sure. -----signature----- Stories are in my bio! Have at it! 9-19-08 - Best Bloody Day of the Year! Savvy? - http://www.limestrong.com/ Lucky Member of the Jagateers: Jagateer of the Imperial Red Swim Trunks
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iamobiwan1970 Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 6/12 5:10pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 12th
	Yummy yummy as always! “I made her see something else.” Was Kyp’s low response and Liz left it at that. She was very surprised at his abilities with using the Force. If he could make people see what he wanted, if he could tamper with their minds – what else was he able to do? Just about anything he wants my dear! But don't worry, he's on your side. I knew Nikk would help! He's cool! -----signature----- Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes.
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ccp Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 6/12 7:30pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 12th
	Great update! I hope they run into some clear weather. -----signature----- Padwan to Big Fatty If someone says, "Have a nice weekend," I never say, "You too." Because I never know if, perhaps, by the time the weekend rolls around, I will have other plans for that person. Come Friday, I may wish to have them slain. - George Carli
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angry_bendu1 Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 6/13 1:39pm Subject: RE: An Unlocked Soul -- OC's, Kyp/OC (AU) -- Updated June 12th
	Oh, goodness. Nikk and his "Lucinda". Soooo funny! Great post! -----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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