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Ceillean Title: Scattergories and 20 Questions Hostess Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 8/15 5:56pm Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 11/09 - Date Edited: 11/10 3:04am (5 edits total) Edited By: Ceillean
	Title: Forever And A Day Author: Ceillean Genre: Drama, Romance, twisted AU Summary: Anakin Solo died. He becamse one with the Force. But on a very fateful day, the Force decided to send him back. Only there's a catch. He doesn't remember anything. The only thing he does seem to recall is a name -- Tahiri. Now Anakin must try to remember and find the answer to a very important question: why is he alive? Notes: Evie, here's the first part of the Anakin/Tahiri story I promised. I try and keep my promises. I hope you'll enjoy the following posts. I can already guarantee mush. And a happy ending, of course. PM-List star_writer24 Jade_Eyes PrincessBrookSolo Imperial_Solo Maggy tahiriveilax Raphire Ava Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop. Prologue “I swear, if this is another one of your wild –“ “You worry too much.” Piani arched a perfect dark blond brow, lowering her arm and with it a small handheld light that illuminated a barren walkway leading exactly nowhere. “I will skin you alive, Wezz. You have my word.” Narrowing blue eyes, she took a deep breath to steady wrought out nerves. “Calm down, will you?” Wezz laughed. Colorful beads braided into his startling light blond hair clicked when he shook his head. “We’re lost in a kriffing desert!” Piani exclaimed, about ready to ball her hands into fists and knock some sense into her friend, colleague and whatever else came in between. “At least it’s not hot.” Piani turned towards their compatriot, a two foot tall human male by all standards. She hated having to crane her neck to look up at him. “Shut up, Jaroth. No one asked your opinion.” It was near impossible to not see the grin surfacing on his face. “All will be well.” Jaroth said in a deep, dark, almost sinister voice. Most sentient beings with a brain kept a wide birth around Jaroth. Tall, muscular with a face that would make every little child run away screaming, Jaroth was definitely a looker. But not in a good way. He looked fierce, dangerous with small, set-back eyes and a hooked nose. He kept his black hair short, wore a perfectly trimmed goatee around thin lips. If you valued your life, you did not mess with Jaroth. Unless, of course, you were Piani. She snorted. “I’ve forgotten how many times I’ve heard that said before.” She lifted her arm and led the way down the rocky path. Every so often she glanced up, admiring the carpet of dark blue space with colorful twinkling stars. A beautiful yellow moon shone down upon them, casting their surroundings in a dim, golden light. If not for her dire mood, Piani might have loved the sight. Tall, rocky mountains in the far north, surrounded by a vast nothingness – pebbles of sand upon pebbles of sand. It was unbelievably quiet and beautiful, peaceful. A sort of peace that seemed unattainable in the world they lived in. This little adventure would be over in a matter of hours and then it was back to what they called life. Living on a ship, smuggling and stealing, killing if need be – anything to get around, anything to make life worth living. A sharp beeping sound ripped Piani out of her thoughts and she glanced at Wezz with raised brows. The older man frowned, grunted a few times while he tapped the controls of his portable data pad. Piani waited patiently for a second or two before she growled and snatched the pad from his hands. “What is it?” She asked. “Not what we were looking for.” Wezz dragged a hand through his hair. “But there was an energy spike just half a kilometer that way.” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “I thought you said this place was uninhabited?” “It is.” “Seems like it isn’t.” Jaroth said quietly. “Thanks, Captain Obvious.” Piani rolled her eyes and handed the data pad back to Wezz. She took a deep breath and pursed her lips. “Are you saying you dragged us out here knowing that the chances of finding something valuable were more or less zilch?” Wezz cleared his throat and gave her one of his perfect alluring smiles, the one that always caught her off guard and always made her realize that she could never say no to this man. “Just imagine we would have really found hidden credits?” “This isn’t a damned fairy tale, Wezz. Treasure chests do not exist. Get that into your thick skull.” She stomped off in the general direction of the energy spike, seething within. They’d been on this hike for more than two hours, wandering aimlessly through the dark and going nowhere. Their work was built up on lies and deceit, hopes and maybe’s, definite danger and even a few deaths down the road. In the past year, they’d lost four of their crew members. Trying to replace them was looking more difficult than first expected. So Piani wasn’t keen on wandering around on an uncharted planet, in an uncharted region of the galaxy where no living, breathing soul would ever think to search for them. “We take a look at this energy spike and then we leave. Understood?” Wezz gave her a mock salute. “Aye, aye Captain.” “I really do hate you sometimes, Wezz.” *** For the first time in eternity, he felt. His skin tingled, a snaking sensation starting at his feet and wandering upwards until he felt his fingers twitch. It wasn’t a conscious move on his part. His mind was still coping with the fact that his body could feel again. He remembered. Coldness seeped through his skin, making its way into his bones. He trembled lightly, then shook violently. The ground beneath him was rough, course and the sky above him an endless blackness with mottled colors. Too many sensations. It hurt. It hurt to move, it hurt to breathe – it hurt to be alive. He pulled his knees to his chest and lay in the cold, everlasting dark. *** “Emperor’s black bones.” Piani sighed and arched a brow while tilting her head upwards. “Could you please not say that?” Jaroth shrugged. “Why not? Everyone says it.” “Are you everyone?” They’d stopped walking after a few minutes, simply staring at the sight that met their eyes. The surroundings were still the same, no matter how far they would have walked. Sand, sand and more sand. And a little more sand, of course. The only difference now was the nude young man laying atop said sand. “Emperor’s black bones.” “Dammit, Jaroth!” Piani balled her hand into a fist. “One more time and I will punch you in the face.” Jaroth laughed. “You’ll have to reach me first.” “He doesn’t look well.” Wezz hurried his steps, tucking the data pad into his utility belt. A few large steps later, he knelt down beside the trembling young man. He shook violently, breathing through split lips with eyes squeezed shut. His skin shone in the dark, a perfect shade of porcelain color. Dark hair lay plastered to his head. Wezz shrugged out of his coat and spread it out over the young man. “We need to get him to a medic.” “How the hell did he get here?” Piani asked softly, crouching down beside Wezz. “Maybe he dropped from the sky.” Jaroth ripped out his com link and signaled their position. All three hoped pick-up wouldn’t take too long because their new friend wasn’t looking well at all. “Can you hear me?” Wezz asked, laying a hand on the man’s shoulder. Before any one of them could react, the man grabbed Wezz’ hand and opened ice-blue eyes. There was coldness there, a dark depth so frightful that Wezz almost took a step back. But being the person he was, he would never allow anyone to know he knew fear. He stood his ground and waited for whatever would happen next. Who knew what this guy could do? A serial murderer on the loose maybe? A loon having escaped some otherworldy psychiatric hospital? The possibilities were endless. The young man said a single word, a word so simple, so mundane, that Wezz blinked. He glanced at Piani and Jaroth, both staring at this newcomer as if he were the most interesting science experiment ever. “Help.” And although it went against their personal code of conduct, they helped. Piani was already thinking about what to ask in return for saving this human’s life. -----signature----- I claim Kyp Durron. I James T. Kirk.
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G__Anakin Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 8/15 6:21pm Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	Looks interesting! -----signature----- Master to tahiriveilax - - - My fanfic - - - Fate of the Jedi - Abyss : http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30246540/p1/ Yeah, I used the real title for the next book. Beware Omen Spoilers.
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star_writer24 Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 8/15 9:20pm Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	You caught my attention! Looking forward to more. -----signature----- If its A/T PM Me!
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Jek_Windu Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 8/15 10:06pm Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	I'd like to see where this goes. -----signature----- Tryanids: You don't have enough bullets! Imperial Guard: YES WE DO! R.I.P. Trini
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Jade_eyes Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 8/16 2:49am Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	Oh I like this already!!! Looking forward to more & of course to the mush -----signature----- "There was love all around, But I never heard it singing. No I never heard it at all, Till there was you."--Beatles Of & for my angel sweeties--Spock/Nyota, of course E-sib to Mira_Jade, aka Mira_Pilot Cheesecake Squggles!
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Ceillean Title: Scattergories and 20 Questions Hostess Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 8/17 11:54am Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	G__Anakin posted: Looks interesting! Thanks! star_writer24 posted: You caught my attention! Looking forward to more. Great! They'll be more soon, I hope. Jek_Windu posted: I'd like to see where this goes. Then I shall PM you when this goes on, yes? Jade_eyes posted: Oh I like this already!!! Looking forward to more & of course to the mush Yeah, a whole bunch of mush. I haven't written a near complete love story in AGES. It's about time. -----signature----- I claim Kyp Durron. I James T. Kirk.
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PrincessBrookSolo Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 8/17 1:29pm Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	ok this deserves an anakin solo grin =T great post can't wait for more -----signature----- J/TK ,J/K and A/T fan =) need master and beta thanks PM Me =) (proud to be 16!!!) Phantom of the opera Eric should have got the girl not Raul I cried when I watched Phantom of the opera and I never cry us Scots are soft sometimes lol
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ImperialSolo Registered: Feb '08	Date Posted: 8/20 8:37am Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs) - Date Edited: 8/20 8:45am (1 edits total) Edited By: ImperialSolo
	Ooohh, naked Anakin... Intriguing start. Loved the bitchy banter and the unapologetic attitude! I don't usually like OCs that much, but those guys seem like fun. I have one question, though. What nature is that guaranteed mush of and when will we get it? Oh, another question: When is this set? Cei posted: “Emperor’s black bones.” “Dammit, Jaroth!” Piani balled her hand into a fist. “One more time and I will punch you in the face.” Jaroth laughed. “You’ll have to reach me first.” When can we expect more? Edit: A whole lot of mush? Bring it on! S -----signature----- "Dark Legacy" -- http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28040253/ AU, 30 ABY - Anakin, Jaina, Jacen, Tahiri, Kyp, Leia, Han... Empire, Rebellion... no Yuuzhan Vong! Not yet, anyway....
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Ceillean Title: Scattergories and 20 Questions Hostess Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 9/29 3:31am Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs)
	PrincessBrookSolo posted: ok this deserves an anakin solo grin =T great post can't wait for more More to come soon, I hope. Thanks for reading. ImperialSolo posted: Ooohh, naked Anakin... Yep, naked Anakin. I knew you'd like that. LOL Intriguing start. Loved the bitchy banter and the unapologetic attitude! I don't usually like OCs that much, but those guys seem like fun. They are fun. At least in my head they are. I have one question, though. What nature is that guaranteed mush of and when will we get it? Well I can't tell you that now! That would ruin everything, wouldn't it? Oh, another question: When is this set? I honestly don't know. Sometime after the Vong War. Cei posted: “Emperor’s black bones.” “Dammit, Jaroth!” Piani balled her hand into a fist. “One more time and I will punch you in the face.” Jaroth laughed. “You’ll have to reach me first.” When can we expect more? Soon I hope. I'm working on it right now but life has been very, very stressful. Edit: A whole lot of mush? Bring it on! bringing it S -----signature----- I claim Kyp Durron. I James T. Kirk.
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Ceillean Title: Scattergories and 20 Questions Hostess Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 10/11 1:55pm Subject: Forever And A Day (Anakin/Tahiri, OCs) - Date Edited: 10/11 1:59pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Ceillean
	First off, a big fat slobbery thank you with cyber cherries on top to Mags! Maggy, I wouldn't have known where to go with this if it hadn't been for you so thank you so very much. And on with the update! Hope you'll enjoy it. Chapter One “I’m sorry, Sir, but –“ “Stop apologizing!” Evidently, Reila Hivita’s last customer for the day was in a bit of a sour mood. Due to his infamous short temper, she knew it was mandatory to stay calm or else the argument would escalate and she’d be given a negative point on her record. And she really didn’t need that. Making sure the privacy bubble was still extended around her cubicle, she leaned forward and tapped a key on one of two screens in front of her. Everything she needed to know about a certain Drago Dev Hunter was right there; birth date, birth planet, occupation, residential area. Reila almost smiled. Tattooine… “The shipment left the docks four days ago, Mister Hunter.” She said in a calm voice. “And according to the records, it should arrive in Mos Espa tomorrow around noon, standard galactic time.” “I need those moisture vaporators by tomorrow morning, Miss Hivita.” Reila sighed and closed tired brown eyes. “I’m sorry, Mister Hunter, there isn’t anything I can do. If you had stated in the preliminary order that you had wanted express delivery –“ “Kriff express delivery!” The man’s voice rose and Reila cringed as his words squeaked through the earpiece. “If you’d have done your job correctly, I wouldn’t have to wait! It’s always the same with you people!” “Sir. If it’s your wish, I’ll connect you to my supervisor. He’ll deal with this situation in a guaranteed satisfactory manner.” Mister Hunter snorted. “I’ll bet.” “One moment please.” Reila reached forward and tapped the screen. She put the man on hold, redirected the call to her supervisor and finally took a deep and steadying breath. The day was finally over. It was time to go home. *** “You up for a drink?” Reila was about to button up her coat when she heard the deep voice behind her. She didn’t need to turn around to know it was Jensen. It was the same routine every time they had the evening shift together. He sat two cubicles behind her and she could always feel his eyes on her. He was a good-looking guy, there was no doubt about it but Reila had her reasons why she could never accompany sweet Jensen to any establishment in the lower city. “Uh…sorry.” Her smile was hesitant. “I need to get going.” She grabbed her little leather purse from the back of her chair and shrugged past Jensen, not even daring to look up into his light green eyes. Last time she’d done that, she’d almost agreed. “Reila, wait.” She heard his heavy footsteps behind her. Not wanting to be rude she waited. He placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed slightly. Maybe it was supposed to be a reassuring gesture but all it did was make Reila feel trapped. “You do this every time someone tries to be nice to you.” A deep frown marred Jensen’s forehead and his green eyes were alight with concern. But how could he be worried for a woman he didn’t even know? Reila wasn’t even real. “Do what?” She asked softly, swallowing a lump in her throat. It was getting hard to breathe in the enclosed office space. Too many possibilities lay before her at that moment, too many choices. Moreover, she wasn’t good at making choices because in the end, all that ever mattered to her would be taken away. So why even bother? She could do without the hurt. “You keep running away.” He lifted his hand off her shoulder and gently stroked her cheek with his finger. His touch was warm and comforting. She found herself staring into the depths of his eyes, feeling herself drowning in his caring words. Force, if this had been another time, another life perhaps… Reila took a step back. “I’m sorry. I can’t do this.” She turned on her heel and hurried down the corridor that led to the lift tubes. She could just imagine the hurt in Jensen’s eyes. It was obvious to everyone that Jensen liked Reila a great deal. Sometimes she could sense his open emotions towards her and sometimes it made her smile, made her feel normal for a little while. There would be a kind, shy smile, a fleeting wave, wink, or even a scribbled note with “Hope you have a wonderful day”. However, that was the farthest she would let things go. Becoming more than colleagues with Jensen was out of the question. Her life lay in ruins, shards needing to be picked up to make her complete again. She would never drag an innocent into her messed up world. *** Reila arrived at her apartment about an hour later. It was a rundown place in the middle district of Coruscant city, encased by multiple tall industrial buildings. Quietness was something else entirely but Reila didn’t mind the noise. She slipped out of her shoes when the door closed behind her, placed her purse on the low coffee table in front of the single couch and headed into the fresher. She unbuttoned her blouse, shimmied out of her skirt and left her clothes lying where they had fallen. In addition, as she did every day when she got home from work, she took a long good look into the mirror. Reila Hivita. A living lie. Reila had long dark brown hair that curled at the tips. Strands of it hung into her face, sometimes even covering portions of her dark brown eyes. Reila grimaced at her reflection. This wasn’t the person she hoped to see when she gazed into the mirror. There was nothing to remind her of her past life. She missed it yet she knew she could never go back. Choices had led to mistakes and mistakes had led to hiding. With a scowl, she turned away from her reflection. Although she was hungry, she decided to head directly to bed, yearning for a few hours of peace and quiet. At least here in her home she could be who she wanted to be, without having to fear for her life. It didn’t take long for sleep to claim her. Her eyes fluttered closed and after a deep breath, she found herself dreaming. Dreams had always been fascinating. Sometimes they could seem so real that Reila thought she stepped out of life and into the dream itself. Sometimes they frightened her, though. Her past lurked in the dark corners of her dreams, ready to jump and pounce on her when she least expected it. It was her personal punishment. And this dream? This dream was… different. *** It was a room of absolute white nothingness, like a never ending cube filled with bright white light. Reila frowned as she turned to survey this new place but there was nothing to see, nothing to hear and nothing to feel. Empty. Utterly and completely empty. “Where am I?” She whispered softly, hugging herself against an imaginary cold. Shivering she took a few steps forward, her bare feet touching warm ground. Her eyes wandered upward and even above her, where she would have expected to find a ceiling or perhaps a sky, there was only white. “Where am I.” She said again, feeling fear creep up her spine. “Everywhere.” Reila whirled around, shocked to hear a new voice echo through the vast nothingness. A deep, male voice – a voice she’s heard before. A voice she had thought she’d never hear again. Her heart raced beneath her chest. “Who are you?” “You know who I am.” A hand touched down on her shoulder and she shied away, turning around to glare at the stranger. But all the fight left within her died when she saw the young man coming toward her. It was like he walked straight out of her memory. The same handsome face, the same disheveled brown hair, the same cocky smile… Tears stung her eyes, blurring her vision. Her hands shook as she let her arms fall to her sides. “This can’t be real.” She whispered shaking her head. “You’re dead.” “Am I?” A crooked grin surfaced on the young man’s face, his light blue eyes twinkling with mischief. By the Gods, she’d missed that smile. “This isn’t real.” Reila hardly heard her own voice. “I saw you die …” And then, just like that, she broke down and began to cry. She fell to her knees, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotions threatening to tear her apart. Why would her mind conjure up such a dream? “There’s always a second chance.” He crouched before her and reached out with a hand, lifting her chin with the tip of his fingers. “Everyone deserves a second chance.” “I messed up.” Reila croaked, tears streaming down her face as she stared into the light blue eyes of the man she loved, of the man who’d given his life to save his friends. “We all mess up. But we can make it right again. I… have to make it right again. And I need your help.” Reila frowned and wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand. “I don’t understand.” He smiled. “Find me and you will.” “Find you? I don’t –“ In a blink of an eye, he vanished leaving Reila alone in a world of white nothingness. She knelt for a long moment hugging herself, not daring to move, not daring to make a sound. All she did was breath. *** Reila woke up with a start. Her heart raced and her breath came in sharp bursts as she sat up. A feeling deep within her told her that this hadn’t been an average dream. She could still feel the echoes of the Force surrounding her, reaching out to her with tendrils almost in her reach to grasp. Almost. Find me… Her throat closed up as she brought the man’s picture back to mind. There was no doubt in her mind that it had been Anakin. But he was dead! She’d seen him die. And the memory of that moment when he had left her was still so fresh in her mind. She inhaled slowly to calm her nerves. She’d dreamt of him on countless occasions but this was different, altogether an entirely new experience. Because when she dreamed, there was never the lingering feeling of his touch on her skin. She glanced down towards her shoulder where he had laid his hand. By the Force, she was losing her mind. This could not be happening. Trust your feelings. Reila grimaced at the words invading her mind. What a typical Skywalker-ish thing to say. Find me…I need your help… How could she decline a call for help? She rubbed her eyes before dragging a hand through her fake dark hair. “I’m losing my mind.” She whispered into the dark of her bedroom. “This can’t be happening.” But it was and deep down inside, Reila knew it was true. And she knew that wherever he was, Anakin needed her help. Reila took a deep, steadying breath and closed her eyes. She calmed herself as she sat in the dark, reaching out to the Force and pulling it in to fully encase her. Fearing that someone would catch her, she hadn’t touched the Force in long months. Being cut off from it was like being hungry. And now slowly, the aching hunger was being sated. She gasped loudly as she let the Force envelope her, sharpening her senses. For the first time in months she could see again, she could hear – she could feel. And all of a sudden, the life she was now leading seemed so pointless in the grand scheme of things. Hiding, not willing to face herself, face those she had wronged. This wasn’t who she was, this fake appearance, this person who kept running away. A small smile tugged at her lips. If she was going to find Anakin – and by the Force, it was still difficult to even assume he was alive –, she was going to have to go back to what she once was. It was time for Tahiri Veila to return. -----signature----- I claim Kyp Durron. I James T. Kirk.
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Maggy Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 10/11 2:22pm Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 10/11 - Date Edited: 10/11 2:23pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Maggy
	I suppose you leave me no other chance to stop by It was my pleasure to help you and as I can see you write so very quickly shocking!!! Seriously. Fly by anytime you need help, pondering and bouncing ideas is always helpful It’s for sure not Reila’s day. I like how the irony bites here with her sending moisture evaporators to Tattoine XD. I’m sure she wants to punch this Mister Hunter for his rudeness Too bad that she turns down this Jensen he sounds cute and nice But then I know whom you had in mind while you wrote that chuckles “Where am I?” It’s a void, nothing and everything - some call it the Force She whispered softly, hugging herself against an imaginary cold. Shivering she took a few steps forward, her bare feet touching warm ground. Her eyes wandered upward and even above her, where she would have expected to find a ceiling or perhaps a sky, there was only white. Reila being more the woman she is usually - barefooted. Boots got invented by the Sith after all “Where am I.” She said again, feeling fear creep up her spine. “Everywhere.” Isn’t that what I said? Reila whirled around, shocked to hear a new voice echo through the vast nothingness. A deep, male voice – a voice she’s heard before. A voice she had thought she’d never hear again. Her heart raced beneath her chest. “Who are you?” Silly question when she already recognized the voice “You know who I am.” A hand touched down on her shoulder and she shied away, turning around to glare at the stranger. But all the fight left within her died when she saw the young man coming toward her. It was like he walked straight out of her memory. The same handsome face, the same disheveled brown hair, the same cocky smile… Tears stung her eyes, blurring her vision. Her hands shook as she let her arms fall to her sides. “This can’t be real.” She whispered shaking her head. “You’re dead.” Is he? XD he can be in her dreams, can’t he not ... silly girl “Am I?” A crooked grin surfaced on the young man’s face, his light blue eyes twinkling with mischief. By the Gods, she’d missed that smile. “This isn’t real.” Reila hardly heard her own voice. “I saw you die …” Did she? And then, just like that, she broke down and began to cry. She fell to her knees, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotions threatening to tear her apart. Why would her mind conjure up such a dream? “There’s always a second chance.” He crouched before her and reached out with a hand, lifting her chin with the tip of his fingers. “Everyone deserves a second chance.” I am all for it “I messed up.” Reila croaked, tears streaming down her face as she stared into the light blue eyes of the man she loved, of the man who’d given his life to save his friends. “We all mess up. But we can make it right again. I… have to make it right again. And I need your help.” Remember - You two are better than the sum of your parts. Together, you two could Reila frowned and wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand. “I don’t understand.” He smiled. “Find me and you will.” Yes yes listen to him you should “Find you? I don’t –“ In a blink of an eye, he vanished leaving Reila alone in a world of white nothingness. She knelt for a long moment hugging herself, not daring to move, not daring to make a sound. All she did was breath. All is set into motion now *** Find me…I need your help… Help me, Reila Hivita, you’re my only hope .... It was time for Tahiri Veila to return. Let the adventure begin ... fantastic. -----signature----- The Revenant - http://boards.theforce.net/a/b10477/28313064 - co authored with Jedi Ant "Maggy rawks " - YodaKenbi Proud Recipient of the Golden Elegos™
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star_writer24 Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 10/11 7:20pm Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 10/11
	Thank you for the PM! This looks awesome! -----signature----- If its A/T PM Me!
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Jade_eyes Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 10/12 11:42am Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 10/11
	Yum! Yay! Delightful update. Great closing line there. Thanks for the update PM. Yes, please keep me on the list. -----signature----- "There was love all around, But I never heard it singing. No I never heard it at all, Till there was you."--Beatles Of & for my angel sweeties--Spock/Nyota, of course E-sib to Mira_Jade, aka Mira_Pilot Cheesecake Squggles!
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Ceillean Title: Scattergories and 20 Questions Hostess Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 10/29 2:29am Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 10/11
	Maggy posted: I suppose you leave me no other chance to stop by Of course not. I would annoyed until you dropped by anyway. It was my pleasure to help you and as I can see you write so very quickly shocking!!! Seriously. Fly by anytime you need help, pondering and bouncing ideas is always helpful It really is. Of course there are times, like right now, that my muse takes a loooong break. But she'll be back. It’s for sure not Reila’s day. I like how the irony bites here with her sending moisture evaporators to Tattoine XD. I’m sure she wants to punch this Mister Hunter for his rudeness Too bad that she turns down this Jensen he sounds cute and nice But then I know whom you had in mind while you wrote that chuckles Of course! Come on! Jensen Ackles is so frickin adorable, I just needed him in a story. “Where am I?” It’s a void, nothing and everything - some call it the Force She whispered softly, hugging herself against an imaginary cold. Shivering she took a few steps forward, her bare feet touching warm ground. Her eyes wandered upward and even above her, where she would have expected to find a ceiling or perhaps a sky, there was only white. Reila being more the woman she is usually - barefooted. Boots got invented by the Sith after all I can relate with her. I don't like shoes either. “Where am I.” She said again, feeling fear creep up her spine. “Everywhere.” Isn’t that what I said? Reila whirled around, shocked to hear a new voice echo through the vast nothingness. A deep, male voice – a voice she’s heard before. A voice she had thought she’d never hear again. Her heart raced beneath her chest. “Who are you?” Silly question when she already recognized the voice But she doesn't believe it. Or doesn't want to believe it. “You know who I am.” A hand touched down on her shoulder and she shied away, turning around to glare at the stranger. But all the fight left within her died when she saw the young man coming toward her. It was like he walked straight out of her memory. The same handsome face, the same disheveled brown hair, the same cocky smile… Tears stung her eyes, blurring her vision. Her hands shook as she let her arms fall to her sides. “This can’t be real.” She whispered shaking her head. “You’re dead.” Is he? XD he can be in her dreams, can’t he not ... silly girl “Am I?” A crooked grin surfaced on the young man’s face, his light blue eyes twinkling with mischief. By the Gods, she’d missed that smile. “This isn’t real.” Reila hardly heard her own voice. “I saw you die …” Did she? And then, just like that, she broke down and began to cry. She fell to her knees, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotions threatening to tear her apart. Why would her mind conjure up such a dream? “There’s always a second chance.” He crouched before her and reached out with a hand, lifting her chin with the tip of his fingers. “Everyone deserves a second chance.” I am all for it “I messed up.” Reila croaked, tears streaming down her face as she stared into the light blue eyes of the man she loved, of the man who’d given his life to save his friends. “We all mess up. But we can make it right again. I… have to make it right again. And I need your help.” Remember - You two are better than the sum of your parts. Together, you two could Oh yeah, that's right. The furry little white animal Jedi Master thing said this, right? Reila frowned and wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand. “I don’t understand.” He smiled. “Find me and you will.” Yes yes listen to him you should “Find you? I don’t –“ In a blink of an eye, he vanished leaving Reila alone in a world of white nothingness. She knelt for a long moment hugging herself, not daring to move, not daring to make a sound. All she did was breath. All is set into motion now Mhm. *** Find me…I need your help… Help me, Reila Hivita, you’re my only hope .... Ha ha ha. It was time for Tahiri Veila to return. Let the adventure begin ... fantastic. Thank you. -----signature----- I claim Kyp Durron. I James T. Kirk.
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Ceillean Title: Scattergories and 20 Questions Hostess Registered: Nov '01	Date Posted: 10/29 2:29am Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 10/11
	star_writer24 posted: Thank you for the PM! This looks awesome! You're welcome and thanks! Jade_eyes posted: Yum! Yay! Delightful update. Great closing line there. Thanks for the update PM. Yes, please keep me on the list. Thanks. Glad you liked the update. -----signature----- I claim Kyp Durron. I James T. Kirk.
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tahiriveilax Registered: Oct '08	Date Posted: 11/4 10:43pm Subject: Forever And A Day (A/T; J/J; H/L & more plus OC's) -- Updated 10/11
	Hey master (if you still want me to be your padawan after all this time) Loving this, PM me with an update, and maybe a hello -----signature----- Anakin Solo "But… it was so artistically done." - Grand Admiral Thrawn "What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?" - Matthew 16:26
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