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Divided we fall. A sorta JA fanfic.
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Jane Jinn
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5/12/00 4:15am
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Fascinating! Rela to the rescue, as usual!
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mouse2
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5/12/00 10:12am
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I feel the same way H.L..
Poo Doo! I just realized that I won't be able to read your post tomorrow. Well maybe tomorrow night. I going out of town for a week. Although the friends that we are visiting do have a computer. Maybe I an sneak on. Here's hoping!
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Jedi Gryph Grin
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5/12/00 3:42pm
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Yoooohooooo! Why are none of the posts showing up?!?!
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mouse2
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5/12/00 3:51pm
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Here posty posty posty!
Hey it worked on mine.
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Jedi Gryph Grin
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5/12/00 4:08pm
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Hello????
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5/12/00 6:00pm
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I know that there is a post here somewhere!
Kithera
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Jedi Gryph Grin
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5/13/00 9:08pm
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Ok folks, let's hope this works, and actually shows up on the thread. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
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Obi Wan had been one of the first to volunteer his services in helping some of the less seriously injured refugees relocate to Countess Neila’s estate where they could recover from their wounds and exhaustion in a relatively comfortable atmosphere.
He was assigned to assist an elderly Med Tech by the name of Trista whose quick, decisive movement and acerbic wit belied her fragile seeming exterior. Obi Wan was astonished at Trista’s medical knowledge and had already learned much from her in the short time they had worked together. They only had a few more patients to check on during their rounds of the west wing of Neila’s estate, checking to make sure that the people who had been moved here had suffered no ill effects during their relocation. So far, everyone they had checked on seemed to be doing quite well, many of them were heartily relieved to be in these calm, restful accommodations after having to endure the over-crowded chaos of the Medical Center.
“I never thought I would live to see such interesting times,” Trista said brightly to Obi Wan as they walked side by side down the hallway to the room of the next patient on her list, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world though. This sort of thing is exactly why I studied healing in the beginning, would have been nice if it had happened when I was a bit younger though.”
“You mean you actually enjoy this sort of thing?” Obi Wan replied in a puzzled voice, “Not to sound disrespectful, but there is a lot of pain and suffering going on around us...”
“You misunderstand my meaning young Obi,” Trista interrupted him in mid sentence, “it is not the pain of others that I crave...it is the fact that I am able to help those that are less fortunate than I. I have studied all my life to gain the knowledge I have, and for me to be able to use that knowledge to help ease a person’s pain is a reward that I cannot put into words. To wish that no one would ever be hurt or injured is not realistic, so I do the next best thing...which is to be prepared for when someone needs my help.”
The young Jedi resisted the urge to remind her, again that his name was not Obi, but Obi-Wan, since he figured another reminder would find as little success as the last hundred times he had mentioned it. “I understand now,” he replied instead, “we have a similar code within the Jedi Order. We seek knowledge and strength so we can help those who are unable to help themselves.”
“That’s it my lad, that’s it exactly,” the willowy, gray haired female thumped him on the back enthusiastically in agreement, “I couldn’t have said it better myself. To tell the truth Obi, I was a bit concerned when I heard I was going to be saddled with a helper as young as you are, but you’ve proven yourself to be an excellent assistant as well as a quick learner.”
“Thank you for the compliment,” Obi Wan said dryly, then his voice softened with sincerity, “and thank you for allowing me to learn from you, I have gained much from this experience.”
“Humph,” Trista grunted and bent her gaze to the clipboard she carried, her face coloring slightly with embarrassment at his last statement, “now then, the next patient on the list is a bit of a different case than the others we’ve seen. Some kind of mental aberration has only recently been broken, like someone has spent years living in a fantasy world and then violently thrust into reality. I haven’t met this patient before, so be on your toes Obi, there’s no telling what is going on in this person’s mind.”
Trista keyed in the opening sequence on the locking mechanism embedded in the wall and the door hissed quietly open.
A shadowed figure sat on the bed placed in the middle of the darkened room, it’s arms were draped gracefully around knees that were pulled up to it’s chest. For a few tense moments the figure did not move, then the head raised from where it rested on the bent knees and a face turned towards the doorway where Trista and Obi Wan waited. The light from the hallway was just enough to illuminate brown eyes surrounded by a fiery cascade of dark red hair that gazed calmly back at them.
“YOU!!! Obi Wan shouted.
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Mermil’s unshaven face and tousled hair made him look decidedly out of place nestled among the plush lavender pillows that graced the violet draped canopy bed. “This is so embarrassing,” he muttered while his hands plucked idly at the light pink, down stuffed comforter that covered him.
“What is?” Rela asked from her perch on the arm of a pale blue overstuffed lounging chair.
“This,” Mermil replied, holding his arms out as if to encompass the entire room, “laying around like this, and people treating me like an invalid. Not to mention the decorating in this room, it looks like a nerf threw up in here.”
An offended sniff came from Countess Neila who occupied the chair next to Rela’s. “Peasant,” she muttered under her breath.
“You are an invalid,” Qui Gon pronounced from his vantage point at one of the rooms large windows, “so you had better get used to the idea of spending lot’s of time resting. Unless of course you wish for your rest to become permanent.”
“Everybody dies eventually,” Mermil shot back hoping to get some sort of reaction out of the Jedi Master’s ever present calm façade.
“This is true, all living things die eventually,” Qui Gon replied philosophically, his arms crossed over his chest, “but not yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs as their internal organs burn their way out of the body before burning up themselves. Which is exactly what will happen to you, thanks to your past ‘indulgences’.”
Mermil blinked at the Jedi in stunned silence.
“Master,” Obi Wan panted breathlessly as he entered the room, “I think I may have found someone who can be of assistance in this matter.” He stopped just inside the door and moved to one side, gesturing to the person behind him.
Recognition jolted through Qui Gon as he took in the woman’s tumbling mass of red hair and calm, cool brown eyes. “Kithera,” he said with no inflection in his voice at all. What in the name of Yoda’s boxers is Obi Wan thinking? His mind shrieked at him, the girl has betrayed us once before...not to mention almost killing him, and now he brings her into a room with both the Vicetta of Llakret and Countess Neila present.
“That’s the girl that tried to kill Lemur,” Neila said, her voice going shrill with alarm, “what is she doing roaming around in my home?”
“Wait...Please,” Obi Wan raised his arms, trying to get everyone’s attention, “wait, I can explain...or rather...she can.”
Kithera was the center of attention with everyone’s eyes upon her. She looked demurely at the floor for a brief moment, then raised her eyes to face the accusing looks of everyone in the room with a hint of nervousness in her gaze.
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Jedi Gryph Grin
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Date Posted:
5/13/00 10:49pm
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Why won't any new posts show up!!!! I think I'm losing my already tenuous grip on sanity!!
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Jessica Kenobi
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5/14/00 9:51pm
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Hello! I just discovered this story and I'm already sad to see that it will be ending soon.It is very well written! I also share the foolish hope that Charsa will come back and Kason will be happy again!*sob* Post more sonn!
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Jedi Gryph Grin
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5/15/00 6:40pm
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Ok, one more try. SOMETHING SHOW UP!!
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Jean
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1/19/05 7:03pm
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Upping for the move
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