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Owen
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12/10/99 7:37pm
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Yeah, that was..... eh... well.. hmm...
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Hiroko01
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12/10/99 7:49pm
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Oh cool!
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Mekial
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12/10/99 10:31pm
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You is pretty good. Okay, I lie, you is really good!
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Trika_Kenobi
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12/11/99 8:33am
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Whoohoo!
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Andraia
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i like! i like! post more!! hehe
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stinrab
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The sunlight outside the Rusted Fist burned into Qui-Gons’ eyes. He had spent most of the morning inside the cantina so his eyes had become adjusted to its’ low-lit darkness; walking outside in the hottest part of the day made his vision all blurry. Even now the Reecee sun was still rising in the clear emerald sky.
Rubbing his eyelids delicately with his fingertips, Qui-Gon surveyed the small street in front of him. People of many species, droids of different makes and land-craft of every kind dotted the lush grassy street. The buildings were built from either natural timber from the mandu pines or slabs of concrete and rock, making them blend in perfectly with the forest around them. Most of the upper class buildings were made from a combination of both- extra protection from some of Reecees’ natural predators.
Stretching his arms, feeling the blood rush back into them, Qui-Gon started his search for Sara. His eyes, still recovering from the sudden change of light, were having trouble picking up any signs of the mysterious woman. He thought about calling her name but decided against it- she seemed extremely worried about being recognised and he didn’t want to endanger her.
He didn’t need to.
“Bendu,” came a soft voice from a dark alley way between the Rusted Fist and the next building; a mandu florist. “Over here.”
Her voice was so soft and enchanting that it reminded the young Jedi of a tale he’d once heard from a spacer. Some story about mythological creatures called “sirens” whose beautiful voices proved irresistible to anyone passing by. So drawn to them, the victims would be sucked in by the Sirens who would then feast on their flesh. Qui-Gon bit his lip in grim horror as he wondered what it would be like to have bits of yourself torn off while you were still alive.
Qui-Gon pushed the imagery out of his mind. He had to keep his mind on this Sara Orbtrailer and her plight. Or whatever it was she needed him for. Even though he wasn’t operating under official law, Qui-Gon still followed the guidelines for normal Jedi. That included helping and protecting the innocent.
Whether Sara Orbtrailer was innocent was not yet known. Qui-Gon decided he would find that out in time.
Walking down into the darkness of the alleyway, he found he had to readjust his eyes again. Damn, he thought, my eyes had just recovered too.
Various alien smells flowed into Qui-Gons nostrils as reached Sara. Some smells were pleasant, others unappealing while some made his stomach twist. Even though his stomach had felt twisted the minute he saw Sara glide into the cantina.
Sara sat crouched on the damp ground, her small curvy figure barely visible. It was almost as if all sunlight avoided this alleyway. She glanced around to make sure they were alone, as normal, before she started speaking.
“This is probably going to be the safest place on Reecee for us to talk. Vorn would probably even have the forest bugged,” Sara whispered, her bright blues made Qui-Gons’ heart turn to jelly, “That’s if the Crawlers didn’t get us first.”
Qui-Gon forced the image of Crawlers- large, building sized insects that lived in the forests of Reecee whom had a taste for anything that moved- out of his mind. He’d heard tales of them too. Tales that he had no desire hearing again.
“This Harskla Vorn you speak of, the pirate leader, has a large network here on Reecee?” Qui-Gon asked, his eyes fixated on the beautiful woman in front of him, “You speak of him like he was the leader of a criminal empire.”
“In essence he is. He started as a small outer-rim pirate, attacking cargo ships and such. Vorn than moved on to bigger quarry- shipyards, diplomat transports and Republic Cruisers,” Sara explained, her face deadly serious, “Vorn has an army of men which could rival any planets’. And his men aren’t normal low brow soldiers- these are professional warriors and pilots.”
“How did he acquire an army so big?” Qui-Gon asked her, “And without the Republic knowing about it.”
“The republic know about it alright,” Sara said, her lips slowly creeping into a grin, “I wouldn’t be surprised if some of the senators are supporting them.”
“So how did he get the army?”
“He stole them,” She said bluntly, “From the various places he hijacks and recruits them. Those who don’t follow him are killed or tortured until they do. But most of them are just fellow pirate gangs he has united. There are billions of pirates in the galaxy and more than a quarter of them work for Vorn.”
Qui-Gon whistled softly, this Vorn was a tough customer. He still couldn’t figure what she was running from. “What do you need my help for?”
“I have information about something Vorn is working on. Something big,” She said softly. Qui-Gon could feel the conviction and determination in her voice, “Something I can’t even speak about here.”
“How did you get this ‘information’?”
Sara shrugged carelessly, “From various informats. All of them are now former-informats.”
“Vorn killed them?” Qui-Gon was disgusted that a man like this could have so much power.
“Not personally, I don’t think. Probably got one of his lackeys or assassins to do it,” She said, “Assassins like Migula.”
It was suddenly falling into place. Migula had come into the Rusted Fist that day, not to rob the place as he had previously suspected, but to find Sara. To kill Sara. Qui-Gon felt a shiver creep up his spine.
“Migula is still alive no doubt,” Sara continued, taking the words right out of Qui-Gons’ mouth, “He’s probably told Vorn about you already. He probably told the other pirates here too. We are now both wanted by one of the most powerful crime lords in the galaxy, Jedi Bendu.”
Qui-Gon blew out a small puff of air, running a hand nervously through his short hair. He’d come out here searching for adventure- not a price on his head. “It’s an honour,” he mumbled, dripping with sarcasm.
“If we are ever to get out of this we need to do it together,” Sara looked at him, pleadingly, “We need to get to Coruscant at once and alert them immediately to this information of mine.”
Qui-Gon let it all slowly sink in. This was deep. He touched the handle of his lightsaber reassuringly underneath his outfit, feeling its cool metal touching his bare skin. He offered Sara his hand and pulled her to her feet.
“We’d best get out of here by night time,” Qui-Gon said, “Before we can’t get out of here.” Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sara smile as she realised that the Jedi would give her support.
The joy that oozed from the woman didn’t last long. At the end of the alley an extremely large silhouette stood against the wall of the Mandu Florist, a cigarri between his thumb and forefinger. A quick check through the force confirmed that this man wasn’t here to sell flowers. Behind the silhouette was a small rodian with a scar across his chest. Migula.
Stepping into the light briefly, Qui-Gon caught a glimpse of the mans’ face. Or what was left of it.
It was once human, Qui-Gon figured, but was hardly that anymore. His face was crumpled inwards like tin-foil, unshaven face, deep gashes covered it all over, One severe tear went horizontally across his eyes, veins visible underneath. A grey/red visor was seated on the mans eyes, glowing dimly in the alley light. Droid-eyes, Qui-Gon thought. People whose eyesight was impaired could have droid eyes implanted instead. It was a simple operation which had been running for a few years all over the galaxy.
And droid eyes meant perfect vision- in both normal and night vision.
“Wart Ram,” Sara cried, backing slowly back down the alley. Pulling a blaster out of an unseen holster, she dropped to her knees in a battle stance.
In microseconds of feeling Sara’s fear, Qui-Gon brought his lightsaber to bear and ignited it. Its’ green blade shimmering in the darkness of the alley. It almost reminded him of the holo-simulator he’d been using the night before. Qui-Gon
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Trika_Kenobi
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12/12/99 10:15am
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Wow! This is cool!
Trika
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Mekial
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12/12/99 4:38pm
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What Trika said.
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Ruby Jade
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12/12/99 8:50pm
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Same.
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stinrab
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12/13/99 11:42pm
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My next post will be up in a day or two... sorry about the delay
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Darth Pipes
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12/17/99 2:19pm
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Top!
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12/17/99 10:12pm
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Cool !!!
See ya
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Misty the Pokemon trainer
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3/12/00 8:42am
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Please don't leave us hanging this long. It's a great story. Qui-Gon--what will happen to him?
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HealerLeona
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Oooohhh. A young Qui-Gon story. Be still my beating heart!
stinrab--come out, come out where ever you are. It's been far too long since you've posted. I must have more!
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jqnelson
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What track was playing at the final action scene in Justin Dix's "Bounty Trail"?
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