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Rhui Chatar 
Registered: Jun '99
7965_Qui-Gon Jinn
Date Posted: 9/10/99 10:52pm Subject: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic - Date Edited: 1/19/05 9:20am (1 edits total) Edited By: Herman Snerd
Ok, I have either gotten foolish or brave, I'm not sure which yet but after several encouraging remarks I figured I'd post the silly thing.

Here goes....


1 - Tatooine
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Seeking visions is always hard work. Believing what you see is often harder. The Cynnar sat off by herself in the dark, on a small rock facing the open desert. She had been here since the suns had set and they would soon rise again. The flashes of images had been slow at first but had been coming faster as dawn approached. They were vivid and clear. She could see the faces, architectures, feel a presence but the flow was wrong, disjointed. Things were out of sequence yet there was nothing tangible to indicate this- just the feeling. She was frustrated and apprehensive. They had come to this place because of the visions. This is where they had to be to protect the future from the Other. This was the place they had to be. That was certain but the faces were strange and their meaning unclear to her.

She rose and walked back to the transport, to the small camp outside of the ship where her companions waited.
"Durgan stop! You do this out of anxiety, not need, it's beneath you." Rhayna scolded as she sat down near the fire. Durgan persisted in his practice. He was mindlessly going through the forms on the flat hard packed sand in the desert twilight. It was how he calmed himself and dealt with the waiting. Lohane, sitting on the sand, leaning on a rock, watched casually and offered quiet correction when he saw fit to. Durgan listened, made changes and continued. They had passed time this way for three nights now, waiting...

The three had camped here next to their ship on the outskirts of the sprawling spaceport. During the daylight they would venture into the city to trade in rare minerals, metals and information. It was what Nafieri do. Except these were not true Nafieri. Just as much of what was seen in Mos Espa was not what it seemed, so too with these Nafieri. The Nafieri were an ancient race of mineral merchants that traded freely throughout the Republic. They were very well respected and in some circles feared for they had a reputation of protecting their merchandise at any cost. This quality allowed them to handle sensitive materials and gave them access to many of the established government exchanges. They also had established trading practices with the Jedi Council for among other things, high quality gems. So to see Nafieri heavily armed and in company of a Jedi was not uncommon. It was why they had chosen them for their disguise. They had been Nafieri now for a long time in this Republic, tracking an entity whose name they did not speak.

"I've finished," sighed Durgan. "Lohane you should practice, it will do you good. You don't practice enough. Then I can find fault- I mean 'correct' you for awhile." Durgan chided and wiped his face with his end of his shabba and replaced it on his head. He sat down heavily on the sand next to Lohane who was staring into the small dung fire.

"Your knee will need attention again soon if you keep working it that hard." Lohane remarked casually. Durgan just grunted as usual.
"I think I'll sleep now", Lohane said. "The Cynnar can't sleep, she'll watch first as there are sand people just beyond the ridge to the west." Lohane yawned, got up and went into the ship.

Rhayna, the last Kadwyri Cynnar of her people, stood watching to the west, sensing the raiders. They were always there in greater or lesser numbers. She could detect no trouble coming from them tonight. Yet there was something unsettling just at the edge of her senses. She reached out to the city and felt for a presence there. He was there, sleeping, dreaming, peaceful, not the cause of her uneasiness. She went and sat by Durgan on the sand. He sensed her agitation but kept his counsel, knowing that it was best not to press at times like this.

After some time Rhayna stood and faced the sky to the east and said "They're coming, Durgan. The last thread to this knot. We must be in the city by morning".

Durgan stood and yawned, stretching his arms and said "As you wish, I'll sleep a little then wake Lohane. Is all well with them?" he asked, the dangling pyranth crystals softly clinking at his wrist. The crystals belonged to the Rhui and served as weapons and energy storage when needed When worn as adornment in the Nafieri style they furthered the disguise and conveniently concealed their potential.
"Yes, they are well enough but followed. Their ship is damaged." Rhayna squinted into the east sensing. "I won't sleep tonight, I must see the next knot. We can't afford to be mistaken here. If we're to save this man it must not be at the expense of the net."

Durgan looked troubled, "Perhaps he's not meant to..." Rhayna stopped him in mid sentence with a glare. Durgan just raised his hands and closed off that train of thought.

Rhayna spoke low and very slowly, "I have foreseen what will be if we don't stop this. We're obligated to interfere, besides if the Khazak survives and flees we may be able to track him to his source". Durgan relented, she was right, but this disturbance of the knots always made him uneasy.

"And if we can track him, then what? We can't do anything but reveal the danger. What if these people aren't ready? What if it's too soon for them? Won't we have broken the knot at that point, and all this will have been for nothing!" Durgan started to pace.
Rhayna went and took his hands to stop him.
"Durgan", she sighed, "It's never for nothing. You forget how little it takes to change the future. You fret too much. If all we do here is find him and reveal him, it will be enough. I know this life is hard for you but think about their future, not your past. These people are as we once were, they'll learn what they need to defeat him, but first they must know him and what he truly is. We can give them that knowledge. It is our only purpose now. There's nothing else left."

Durgan looked down at her and sighed knowing she was right.    She was always patient with him when he got himself worked into a state over something he knew he couldn't change.  He had come to love her for it even though that was not how things had always been between them.  He had deeply resented her cool rationality at one time.  But no longer.  He took her hand  and held it between both of his so she would know his appreciation for her patience.  He then went into the ship to sleep for a few hours before dawn arrived.

Later Durgan woke Lohane and they started packing for the trip to the city.

They sealed the ship and began the trek to the quadrant of the city that they knew would place them in the path of those they had been waiting for.

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[This message has been edited by Rhui Chatar (edited 10-07-1999).]

[This message has been edited by Rhui Chatar (edited 11-16-1999).]

 

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Jedi Eowyn 
Registered: Jul '99
Date Posted: 9/11/99 12:23am Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Rhui,

Thanks!! I've been dying to see more of the three. I'm sitting here guessing how things are going to unfold... (What makes it worse is that I know I'm not going to guess successfully!)

Your invented characters are very real & each individual. I'm already curious about the "Other" and how it will be faced.

Keep going! JE

 
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Rhui Chatar 
Registered: Jun '99
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Date Posted: 9/11/99 6:44am Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Thanks JE, guess I'll keep going...

2 - Mos Espa

It was just past mid day when they came to the street were Lohane had previously arranged with a dealer in spice and potions to trade some of his wares for naga crystals. The haggling could take most of the afternoon. Lohane loved to haggle. The location gave the three Nafieri a broad view of the market courts that lead to the slave quarters on the east.

There was housed a presence that Rhayna had been aware of as an integral part of the knot they were here to unravel. Rhayna had told them to watch there and what to expect to feel when the visitor arrived. No one would find three, armed Nafieri trading this way unusual, one haggling while two kept watch. They could settle in and become part of the background of an otherwise unremarkable day in the market. That was as long as another Nafieri trading party didn’t show up. That was what Durgan was watching for and would quickly alert Rhayna at once should he detect them in this vicinity.

Rhayna was occupied following another presence that was far more important to their purpose. There was a Jedi about and some one else that was not quite Jedi but just as disquieting. They were some ways off yet and Rhayna was still calculating a means of precipitating an introduction to this new stranger that would not cause alarm on any ones part. She often wished she had Durgan’s straight forwardness. It would make for a lot less worrying at times. Of course, one always had to scramble to smooth ruffled feelings after Durgan had finished making his point.

Lohane was getting on well with the bargaining which was just at well because Durgan had sensed that the party they were seeking was just entering the court. A probe droid appeared around the corner of the alley where Durgan was leaning keeping watch. He instantly reached out with his mind and disabled it’s power source and it abruptly fell to the ground at his feet. With a look of incredulity on his face he casually stepped in front of it and with his mind, sent it back into the alley where he could take a closer look discreetly. He stooped to examine it quickly recognizing the alarming technology and sent to Rhayna.

//Probe droid, Druuk sensing tech on board, could have been seeking us but the roishul is active, it must be hunting Jedi!//

Durgan wore a metallic torque around his neck under his robes.  It had several crystals imbedded in that could be activated with his mind and effectively mask any of them using the Force with in the  immediate vicinity.   To the casual observer it looked like Nafieri adornment.  The Roishul belonged to the Druuk who had developed the technology to allow them to move undetected among Force sensitive peoples.

Rhayna tensed, Lohane casually looked up from his bargaining and looked around suspiciously. There would be no more time for niceties. This had given her the reason to approach the 'farmer' they'd been waiting for who was just now crossing the courtyard.
Qui-gon Jinn walked casually into the market square. He was trying to put aside the more important things that had been troubling his thoughts of late and stay in the moment. And at this moment he was trying to be a Farmer. It took a conscious effort to convert his normal, graceful Jedi gait to the more restricted movements of your average farmer. He reinforced this by quietly muttering under his breath as he walked, "farmer, farmer, farmer".

Rhayna walked briskly up to the man and announced she had something that he would be very interested in.  Qui-gon was not impressed by this and politely, but firmly refused and attempted to continue on his way.  The Nafieri did not relent but stepped directly in his path and with an all too familiar hand gesture stated that he would like to see it now.

Qui-Gon Jinn was taken aback as he felt this person in front of him attempting to influence his thoughts. This bold Nafieri was somehow touching his mind with the image of a strange probe droid. It startled him and he was unaccustomed to being startled. He then cast is attention fully to this person and sensed that she was an off-worlder certainly, but not Nafieri at all. This was something quite different. Something even dangerous but he could sense no ill will so with his curiosity peaked, he acknowledged the invitation and followed Rhayna to where Durgan stood.

Durgan was blocking the view of the stilled droid on the ground behind his feet. Rhayna called to Lohane, "Finish what you are doing and come". Qui-gon noted that this person seemed to clearly be the leader of the group of three.

"Perhaps we should move to somewhere less busy." Rhayna suggested. Durgan wrapped the droid in a fold of dark cloth that appeared out of somewhere but Qui-Gon did not quite see where. He made a mental note of this and would watch more closely in future. The small group quietly headed back down the alley away from the noise of the market and found a enclosure stacked with empty storage units use to pack goods for transport.

Squatting down Durgan quietly set the cloth bundle down and exposed the droid. It was not of a design that Qui-Gon recognized. He squatted down as well to take a closer look. Rhayna joined them and when she removed the control unit from the droid, Qui-Gon became instantly on guard.

"Who are you?" he demanded reaching out with his skills and looking from one to the other. Lohane smiled  at him and Durgan looked to Rhayna.

Rhayna glanced side long at Durgan, turned to Qui-gon and offered, "We're here to help. This droid contains a technology that you must take back to your Council." She continued to remove the control unit and offered it to Qui-Gon. "It can detect Force sensitizes. It was seeking you. We have much to tell you and little time to do it in. Use your abilities, sense that we mean you no harm."

Qui-gon looked waryily at this, and once again tried to sense this person.
Rhayna then extend both her hands palms up holding the droid control panel in the gesture of Kadwyri friendship and openness. She looked Qui-Gon directly in the eyes, opened her mind to him and waited. The two squatted, locked in that stare, beside the now dismembered droid for what seemed too long a time before Qui-Gon spoke again. 
Rhayna knew he did not trust them in spite of her openess.  He was looking for motives and she was giving him only her need to help him.
Qui-gon could detect no deceit or threat from the woman in front of him and as she was seemingly adept with the Force he would hear what she had to say. "I have urgent business here. Speak quickly."

It was clear that they knew what he was but perhaps not why he was here. He took the control panel, looking at it, turned it over in his hands and stuck it in his belt. With a thought, Rhayna sent Lohane and Durgan to keep watch.

She took a long breath and asked, "Qui-Gon Jinn, have you ever sensed you own ending?" Qui-Gon suddenly stood. That was unexpected. She not only knew what he was, but who he was. The thought occured to him that perhaps these were Jedi and he was not sensing it? How could this be?

Rhayna pleaded, "Please don't be alarmed, we have a great deal in common with but are not Jedi . I have had visions concerning your death and one called Anakin. It will cause much suffering that can not be totally avoided, but can be greatly eased and perhaps limited if the outcome were altered. We have the ability to change this but it belongs to you, we are forbidden to interfere without your consent. Your death will start a cascade of events that will forever change this reality. If you are not the center of the chosen one's circle, the future is grim beyond your understanding. This technology has been brought to this part of the galaxy by a being of a now all but extinct race. We have pursued them for 2000 cycles. He has destroyed our worlds and now he is here and hides in yours. He will destroy your Republic and the Jedi with it

 

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Jedi Eowyn 
Registered: Jul '99
Date Posted: 9/11/99 5:33pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
RC,

It's great. I still want to know how trustworthy the three are. I'm very curious about them. Revealing or Hiding? It's great!

Keep going!

(One small detail--if I were you, I'd let the story sit a day or two before reposting, just to have the chance to pick up more readers before you're through. Then again, I want to know what happens--ignore this statement.)

JE

 
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Jedi Eowyn 
Registered: Jul '99
Date Posted: 9/13/99 1:08am Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
OK. I'm not as patient as I thought. So much for the waiting theory--post more Rhui! I want to know what happens!!

 
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Rhui Chatar 
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Date Posted: 9/13/99 7:35pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Ah jee whiz, I have 1 very dedicated fan here!

Well, I'm a push over, that's all it takes.

Will have some more later... thanks Jedi Eowyn.
RC

 

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Date Posted: 9/13/99 8:21pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Legacy Chapter 3 - Coruscant

Rhayna caught Durgan up as they quickly headed for the outskirts of the city with Lohane close behind. "Durgan, can you slow him down, give them more time, there's been another droid about and although I can't feel it now he knows where they are."

Durgan scowled as he turned to reply hurriedly keeping up the pace, "I can stop him more easily, but for you I will be subtle and only corrupt his nav logs."

"Ooh, for You now" Lohane chided with raised eyebrows to Rhayna. He broke into a jog as he passed them and lead the others as they headed into the open desert. At a high point on the path Lohane stood scanning the horizon, his hand on Durgan's shoulder as he knelt, eyes closed, breathing steady and deep as he reached out with is mind to the target that Lohane was guiding him to. It was a small matter of changing the nav computer's readings.

The more delicate issue, as always, was to do it undetected. Rhayna's part in all of this was to misdirect their position should they be detected. Durgan announced it was done and stood. They resumed the rapid pace in the direction of their ship. Rhayna continued the misdirection for some distance to be sure they were not discovered. But Qui-gon could now sense them and the fact that they were trying to buy him time as well as the other disturbance that he had been aware of and had warned Obi-wan about. He continued jogging and urged Anakin to keep up.

Rhayna stood on the ramp of their ship and looked back one more time and willed strength to Qui-gon for the trial to come. More than that she could not do. It was forbidden.
Lohane piloted the ship to jump and then left the controls to join his bahar, the Kadwyri word for family. Although not related directly by blood the three did share the genetic changes that had been forced upon the elite of their race during the enslavement. They had been bahar longer then they could remember now. Kadwyri/Druuk age very slowly. It was what often made them obvious if they stayed in one place too long. And where they had come from, being obvious could cost you your life as it had for most all of the Kadwyri/Druuk Coercers.

Durgan was in the common area behind the bridge on the Nafieri transport that served as home now as much as anything did. He took off his shabba and ran his fingers through his hair releasing the braids that had held it in place under that headress.  His hair was mostly still dark but with a creeping mist of white now at his temples. This, the only thing that would betray his age compared to the others. It set off the broad streak of white that adorned the curve of the top of his head. He then turned to prepare some food while Rhayna was using the steam closet.
Lohane came in and asked what he was "constructing" in the galley. Durgan's skills with food although quite adequate tended toward the heavy side. Lohane did not let him forget this.
"Look, if you don't like it fix it yourself," Durgan uttered.
Lohane replied, "I just might, I got some interesting spices to try while we were waiting down there. At least they smell interesting."

They sat around the low pedestal that rose from the from the floor that served as a table at meal times. Rhayna emerged, damp and stretching from the steam closet. Gathering her robe about her she went and sat next to them on the floor and silently, brooding helped herself to what Durgan had prepared. Durgan looked at Lohane who shrugged. Durgan with the slightest nod indicated the steam closet.

Lohane cleared his throat, stood and said, "I'll use the steam next Durgan if you don't mind?" Durgan had his mouth full so just waved his arm in the general direction acknowledging Lohane's request.
"You haven't finished your food," Rhayna protested.

"After the steam. It can wait." Lohane tossed his shabba on to his sleeping couch and headed for the steam. The soft clicking of the crystals on hanging from his wrist fading as he left. Durgan pushed his food away and leaned back on the cushions on the wall of the ship, his hand still resting on the table, and said, "Tell me...".

Rhayna looked at him, and put her hand on the back of his and shook her head. They had known each so long now there were no more surprises. "I can't.... feel him. The young one is there, and the learner." Rhayna was almost speaking to herself.

Durgan offered, "He's probably shielding himself from the others. That was some very enlightening news you gave him. I'm sure he wants to think on it without alarming his learner. Is your vision of his end still strong or has it faded?"
Rhayna thought and shook her head, "Clear and strong as it ever was."

Durgan nodded and offered, "Then it will still come and he must be there to meet it. No point in worrying over things that you don't see."

Rhayna stood and slowley paced. "I've been giving considerable thought to saving him. It’s complicated. I've followed all the threads that I can find and they all lead to knots that can't be altered. I can see no way to interfere before he's struck down. The Learner needs to see this, what will he think of us? Qui-gon needs this to strengthen his devotion to the young one. Others will try to dissuade him from the course he knows he must take."

Durgan shrugged, "Lohane is strong and we can help him, we'll just have to be close to him."

Rhayna paused and looked at him, "You need to see the vision to understand. I don’t think Lohane will be able to help him fast enough to save his life. Even with our help."

Rhayna closed her eyes and sent the images to Durgan. He looked down at the floor with furrowed brows and was silent for some time.
"It's a difficult situation", he offered finally. "The wound is more than Lohane will be able to handle given the time and the Learner, he could interfere and make matters worse."

Rhayna turned, look at him and announced, "We need to plan this out. I've an idea of how we could give Lohane the time he needs but time may be the undoing of it as well. I want to try a Rahealian transfer."

Durgan just blinked and stared. "On living flesh? Do you know what you're saying? It would be better if I were to just weaken the Khazak so they could destroy him. So some of the threads would be disrupted, it’s better than what would happen if you failed." He paused and sighed because he could feel what Rhayna was feeling, to take a life to hope to save a life.

Rhayna sunk down to the floor. "If I succeed no harm is done, but should I miscalculate and fail ... ", her voice trailed off.
Durgan offered, "It would make us no better than the Other."

Rhayna continued, "I must do everything that I can to ensure that I succeed. I will use everything I have  to see that he survives, though he may come to hate me for it. The alternative is just not acceptable. When we come to Coruscant I'll tell him what we plan, but only what he needs to understand how important his consent is."

Durgan squinted at her, "What are you driving at? You not going to use the Compulsion on him!"

The Compulsion was something that was inherent in every Kadwyri/Druuk. It was what kept them from destroying one another. Stronger than a taboo, it was instinctual, an overwhelming sense that all Kadwyri/Druuk and Druuk were one. They could no more destroy the Other than they could destroy themselves. It lent strength to them through energy but it also was limiting.

Rhayna took a deep breath, she called to Lohane to join them. Lohane came from the steam still drying his long hair, looked to Durgan for a hint what  dirention her mood taken and silently sat down.

"This is what must happen. We will go to this place and wait cloaked. I will execute the transfer as soon as the Learner destroys the Khazak. At the same time Lohane must support his life and Durgan you will have to restrain the Learner. This much I will share with him. If he accepts we will make it clear that the Learner cann

 

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Jedi Eowyn 
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Date Posted: 9/13/99 9:21pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Hi RC! Yea!! More Story!! (I feel like a kid at summer camp again, waiting to have the next installment read at bed time. It's fun to feel like a kid again.)

There is some mystery going on...these three aren't perfectly above boards even with each other...I love it!

If you get a chance--try out the new workshop this week--JE

 
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Rhui Chatar 
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Date Posted: 9/15/99 11:20pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Chapter 4 - Consent

First the boy, then Force wielding Nafieri and now what could only be a Sith. It was a lot to contemplate at once.

Qui-gon sat in the cabin he shared with Obi-wan on the Nubian transport, meditating. Obi-wan was on the couch across from him, stretched out, his arms folded across his chest, just at the edge of sleep. Qui-gon had gone to great lengths to shield his thoughts from Obi-wan since his return from the city.
The ruse of meditation had kept him from prying but Qui-gon was far from the peace his usual practice brought him. He had intentionally avoided Obi-wan's questions concerning the dark Jedi trained warrior and concentrated more on the issue of the boy and the droid control panel. Nothing had been said of the Nafieri. Obi-wan had accepted this as he knew Qui-gon would not allow idle speculation about things he did not need to know. And Obi-wan did not need to know how much this most recent encounter had cost him.
He had been sorely tested today both mentally and physically. He was tired, feeling his age and all this on the same day that strangers ask if he has contemplated his mortality recently. It was enough to make anyone question  where this was all leading and doubly so for a Jedi who had devoted his life to interpreting such events as direction from the Force.

It was not as if Qui-gon Jinn had never contemplated his own end, all Jedi must. It was just that he had not thought on it and avoided it all in the course of hours. He had tried in the past to foresee it but it was not one of his strengths. He was too closely tied to the living force for this. Life was his joy and he didn't care to dwell long on when he would have to surrender it to the Force. Now he was thinking on it again. Was he prepared to give himself to the Force if that's what was needed? A Jedi would ask this daily in the course of training but in the day to day course of events it could get easily overlooked. Obi-wan was a man now and greatly skilled in the Jedi arts. Qui-gon had great confidence in him but he still needed to put more trust in his own judgement. This he would only learn with more experience. Qui-gon had little he could help him with there. Then there was the boy. Anakin needed him, plain and simple, there was no one else. The Nafieri has sensed it and Qui-gon knew it to be true.

The encounter with the female Nafieri trader kept coming back to him. Who were these strangers that had knowledge of the Force and yet could proposed to alter its direction? It was a dark concept to him. The Jedi, in Qui-gon's belief, must constantly yield to the will of the force, to surrender to it always regardless of the outcome. Neither the council nor Yoda had ever indicated that there were beings such as this within the realm of their knowledge. He could not recall any past historical reference to them in his research. The Sith with Force sensing technology that was another matter, a real threat. The council must get this information as quickly as possible.

Immediately after the duel with the Sith, as he lay on the transport floor, he had felt her strength flowing to him. He had to at least admit that this might have helped him during the encounter. Another thought that did not give him comfort, for if she had been able to this perhaps the rest of what she had told him could only be true. He would have to make arrangements at the temple as soon as they arrived to admit them. He must hear what they had to say and get some answers. The next question was what to do about Obi-wan. Keeping this from him would be difficult at best but his knowing would be just as difficult. He needed time. Time to see how all of this was related because he knew it was. But time was not his for the wanting of it. It was certain that the Trade Federation dispute was at best a shallow attempt at hiding something much more dark and vast. Perhaps these Nafieri knew what.

Qui-gon, Obi-wan and Anakin went directly to the council chamber to report on the situation and present the technology that had been retrieved from the probe droid. Qui-gon was careful to state that he believed that the droid was capable of tracking force sensitives and should be investigated further. Again he said nothing of the Nafieri. They then came to Qui-gon's second issue, Anakin.

Obi-wan had never seen him this put off by the council. Obi-wan was reeling from what Qui-gon had just done. He had never imagined he would release him as padawan so bluntly and it hurt him although he knew in his heart that Qui-gon never intended that it should. Qui-gon had defied them before but always with respect for their position on an issue. This was different. He had left the council chamber with a defiant lack of reverence, his hands firmly planted on Anakin's shoulders. It had said more than any words ever could. Qui-gon made it explicitly clear that he would train the boy with or without their consent. It was plain he was missing something that Qui-gon knew or felt about the boy. As they were about to board the lift that would take them back down to the living quarters of the temple, Qui-gon stooped down to reassure Anakin, who was all too aware that things were not at all as they should be.

"Ani, don't worry, everything will be alright, I promise. I have an errand to do. Go with Obi-wan and get something to eat, then wait with him in my quarters. All right?"

Anakin nodded and said, "Yes sir." Qui-gon stood and addressed Obi-wan.
"Obi-wan, inform the Queen that we will continue to offer her protection and see that we are prepared to return to Naboo at a moments notice."

He then turned and strode off toward another lift that would take him to the administrative center of the temple. For an instant Obi-wan was envious of the comfort Qui-gon had offered to Anakin and wished for some other explanation for his abruptness with the council. He would speak to him about it later. He took Anakin by the shoulder, turned and they entered the lift together.

The three Nafieri traders waited in the small antechamber that was designated for trade relations and various civil interactions between the Jedi and other regular citizenry. They were discreetly armed here and in more formal dress then they were used to but it was needed to denote their station and status. Veiled by their blue shabbas and wearing their wrist crystals exposed, they were imposing to look at. The desired effect achieved.

Qui-gon had notified the attending Quartermaster that he had expected them as they had crystals that he was interested in. A common practice that was used by most of the masters, although few involved believed it had anything to due with crystals. Information was far a more marketable commodity. Many an offworld trader waited in these chambers hoping for the outcome of a favorable transaction. Rhayna was casting around feeling for unrest inside the walls of what was supposed to be the seat of peace and contentment on this city world. Durgan was warding as usual, seeing to it that their dampeners were working undetected. Rhayna did not have too wait very long before tiny ripples developed into waves threatening to erode the calmness around them. And Qui-gon was at the center of it. That was without a doubt. She looked to Lohane and he nodded. He could feel it too like a storm spreading down a valley and it was headed this way.
Rhayna finally said, "It seems we may have come at an bad time. This will make things more interesting." Durgan remained coldly attentive, relaxed but anticipating. He didn't like this and plainly let Rhayna know it with an icy look.

Durgan stood as Qui-gon entered the chamber. Qui-gon bowed and Durgan extended the palms up gesture of friendship, to which Qui-gon was quick to respond by covering the open hands with his own. For a moment their eyes met. Qui-gon wondered about this as he had believed the woman to be the leader.

Durgan sent to Rhayna //He's pushing me//

Rhayna

 

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Jedi Eowyn 
Registered: Jul '99
Date Posted: 9/16/99 3:13am Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Rhui,

Wow. You're making a credible extra plot to TPM.

Your vision of Qui Gon is clearer than mine. I love the way you're making Qui Gon think about his own death. I'm even beginning to like Qui Gon. I love when Qui Gon is thinking about his love for life and what that means about him and the force. And I love at the end when Qui Gon actually comes up with an answer for the three. A brave answer. Wouldn't have been mine. So What Happens!!!!

Where did you go over in PSA? I haven't seen you around recently! I really do miss the person who points out my errors!!

Post more!!!! here!!!

 
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Rhui Chatar 
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Date Posted: 9/16/99 9:28am Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Jedi Eowyn,
Thanks for the kind words. It's good to know that somebody 'believes' these characters besides me.

"even like Qui-Gon"?
Why, whatever do you mean?

I will keep posting here in spite of the light traffic, as I am writing this silly thing for myself mostly.

I have been out of touch with PSA due to being shipped off to do some training stuff at work- but I'm trying to catch up... never fear!

RC

 

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Jedi Eowyn 
Registered: Jul '99
Date Posted: 9/20/99 9:46pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
You know what I mean. My ideal TPM Qui Gon quit the Jedi, went off and started a home for troubled youthful force users, but only after rescuing their mothers and ending slavery everywhere. You have previously pointed out that this is, to say the least, unlikely.

But your Qui Gon is a struggling hero. I like those kinds of heros.

It was nice seeing you in PSA. Take whatever time you need, but I do want to know what happens. JE.

 
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Date Posted: 9/21/99 12:21pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Jedi Eowyn, you're still interested!!... Thanks of the ideas over in PSA, Now I've got a jumping off point for where I was stuck in this story!

5 - Naboo

Qui-gon used his newly acquired knowledge of what was to come to strengthen his dedication to the present. He spent more time with both Anakin and Obi-wan and resisted the urge to be alone with his thoughts. Obi-wan noticed the change in his attitude from earlier on the landing platform and wondered about it. Where had he gone after the intense meeting with the council that would have effected him like this? Qui-gon was one of the more higher ranking Jedi at the temple and Obi-wan was hard pressed to think of any other Jedi that Qui-gon would seek consultation with other than the council members. No matter, he was just grateful that the tension was gone between them and he could once again enjoy his company.

Rhayna stood behind Lohane and watched as they approached Naboo. The ship was cloaked so getting in past the Federation control  was not an issue. Getting into the palace and finding the correct location would be more difficult.

Rhayna had again shared her vision with both Durgan and Lohane so they would have an idea of when they had found the correct location. They would be posing as traders stranded on the planet since the invasion. They had previously made contact with the government and had quarters assigned to them inside the palace, ironically, under the premise of safety.

Durgan had been practicing forms on the cargo deck for hours. Rhayna was concerned for him, as he would be their only protection if things went wrong.

It was the risk of perceiving the future. By so much as looking at it, it could be altered, sometimes in subtle ways and sometimes vastly. If she had followed the threads of the visions correctly only minute changes would be effected. But if she was wrong it was possible to lose both Jedi and Durgan to things she had not been able to see.

"Durgan please. It won't make that much difference if you practice now of not. I need you now."

Durgan stopped and looked at Rhayna with a concern.  He sat on the deck recovering his breath and held his hand out to her.  She took it and sat by him.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I want your hear your thoughts on this man" she started. "He's important, not only to the boy but I've a feeling that he has meaning for us as well. I can't quite see it though. I tried to read him while we there.  He was sad but utterly committed to his purpose. It's as if he knows where he has to go but can't see how to get there. Do you trust him?"

Durgan smirked and shook his head, "Do I trust him? Do you mean will he give us away? Who would he tell? Certainly not the Council. He has many doubts concerning their motives right now as do I.  He may tell his apprentice but that would go no farther.  I think he serves himself first if that's what you mean. I felt nothing deceitful in the man. I suppose you could say that I trust him.  I'll have to after the Bond won't I. You're worried about the Bond then?" he asked frowning.

Rhayna looked away and sighed , "No, not worried, just afraid to let myself hope for too much."

Durgan held her. It was rare that she was ever this unsettled over decisions like this and it made him anxious as well.

When they got into the palace they accessed the data that told them where their quarters were. They also obtained a map of the palace infrastructure that gave them a general idea of where the power generators were located.
They then quietly retreated to their quarters. They were only stopped once by a monitor droid who passed them with only slight hesitation.
Once inside Rhayna took a moment to search for a presence that she could now readily identify and found him steady but distant. Durgan was doing the same but for different reasons. He'd already sensed that something was wrong. There was a Force sensitive in the palace, very strong and very focused.  He couldn't tell if they had been detected but under the circumstances  it was best to get where they needed to be as quickly as possible.

"We should go now before things get more interesting. The Khazak is here. Where's Qui-gon?" he asked Rhayna.

"Far off yet.  Lohane, are you ready? We'll have little time when things begin." She reached out a hand to him wanting to touch him, send him her confidence in him.

This would be a test for him. He was the youngest of them and as a healer did not practice his deeper skills often. He had also trained with Durgan in warrior skills but his heart wasn't in it.  He was proficient but would choose to maim an enemy before killing. He took Rhayna's hand and they shared thoughts for a moment. Durgan watched from the front of their quarters. He envied Lohane's contentment with this existence.  His was a struggle to find a balance between what he was and what he had been.

They left and in the obscurity of the pre-dawn hours and made their way to the power generation chambers deep in the core of the palace. It was not hard to avoid being seen at this time and they encountered few obstacles until they reached the main corridor to the melting pit.

The corridor was protected by a set of timed field generators that were also sensitive to motion. It would be easy enough to disable them by turning off the relay just inside the door and Lohane was about to do just that when Durgan stopped him.

"You'll send an alarm if you just turn it off. See if you can cross circuit the sensors so they'll appear to still be active."

Lohane looked back at him with a smirk then went looking for the exact circuit to alter. "The voice of experience guides me again."

Durgan frowned and said, "Just do it, Lohane."

Rhayna stood before the field with her hand extended, palm facing the shimmering surface, and her head tilted slightly as if she were trying to hear something in the distance.

Rhayna called to Durgan, "This must be reactivated once we're through, it's important."

Durgan nodded. Lohane found the circuit and created a feed back loop then confidently hit the relay that would shut the fields down.
They went through the corridor and entered the high vaulted room that enclosed the melting chamber below. Durgan reactivated the relay at the other end of the corridor. Then turned and watched Rhayna walk around the room sensing, scanning, making specific calculations in her mind against the vision.
Lohane waited patiently for her instructions. Durgan was looking for anything that he could not place in the vision that Rhayna had shared with him- something that might give away that they had strayed too for from the future they were trying to change.

They were still dressed as Nafieri traders accept for Lohane who was now wearing the gray shabba and robe of a healer. He had changed the color of his garments from the deep blue of the trader's guild to the gray of a healer as they had passed through the corridor. Such manipulation of matter was a simple task for a Coercer.

Rhayna turned to Durgan and asked, "Are there any service quarters within this room or adjacent to it? We will need a defensible place to recover in."

Durgan closed his eyes and searched the plans he had seen earlier, then pointed to a wall.
"On the other side of this wall there is a small room with what we'll need. There just isn't a door on this side but I can fix that."

Rhayna held her hand up in warning, "You'll have to use the dampeners, Lohane and I must conserve strength and can't shield you now."
Durgan set his hands to the collar he wore under his shabba and activated the crystals embedded in it. 

Normally they could be activated with just a thought and were subtle enough to block his personal Force abilities to any around him. It would take considerably more energy to obscure what he was about to do to the steel wall.

He first placed his hands on the wall and extended his mind into the room on the other

 

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Jedi Eowyn 
Registered: Jul '99
Date Posted: 9/21/99 11:39pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
Rhui, I don't have the energy to read tonight. I certainly am still interested! Sorry to wait so long on the last post.

Tonight I'm too tired to read for real, and aol keeps dumping me out of the system. Go figure. I've downloaded to my machine and I'll read in the daylight tomorrow.

If I actually have anything worthwhile to say of a suggestion nature, would you rather I post here or email? (I can't think of anything at this point--don't imagine that I'm planning some awful post or email as we speak.)

And while we're at it, can I send you a chapter and get your opinion? I find I know how I want my Swrilla story to end, but I'm having a difficult time getting it restarted after she leaves the Jedi. How do you feel about file attachments?

 
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Date Posted: 9/22/99 9:06am Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
[i]Jedi Eowyn: would be glad to help! send away!
RC

 

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Date Posted: 9/22/99 10:50pm Subject: Re: "Legacy" TPM AU fanfic
This was the best chapter yet. I really cared. During some of the explanation previously I was blanking, but it was necessary. I don't know how to change that. (I even blank in Tolkien on occasion. Never tell Hernalt.) Chapter 5 was action. It was great.

I'm rewriting my first chapter yet again. I will send in the next few days. I once read a Zelazney introduction when he said a short story was about an idea and a book is about characters. I'm discovering that that may be my issue. I can write about an idea, but stretching it out into characters isn't immediately easy.

 
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