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Taryn
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4/14/00 3:00am
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Long enough.
Shaela moved swiftly toward the caravan leader, but the Jedi around her did as well.
Heracious felt the change in Shaela, and gently shoved Geisha and the wounded man to where they would be safe. He jumped in front of Atkinad as he ignited his lightsaber, hopeing he would not have to use it against the girl.
Tari, just emerging from the cave, saw Shaela charge, and she reached out and pushed Shaela over onto her side.
Krythraar placed Tahsh's body down and, sensing that the Padawan was off-balance, pulled her lightsaber out of her hand and into his own massive paw.
Shaela rolled as she hit the ground and managed gain her feet once again, having a clear path to Atkinad. Not caring that she had no weapon, she lept at him, only to be boxed on the side of her head by the wookie. As she lay trembling on the ground, four Jedi Knights surrounded her, lightsabers ready to strike her down if nessessary, but they backed away as Krythraar approached.
"Rahsarooko, come with me." the wookie growled.
Shaela stood, trembling, and Krythraar, placing his paws on her tiny shoulders, guided her up a path that went above the caves.
"Okay, now that the excitement is over, I have bad news." Heracious began. "The Jedi Knight Tahsh Hapay is dead. We must begin gathering wood to construct a funeral pyre for her. She will be honored this evening as soon as the sun has completely set."
As the Jedi dispersed to gather the needed wood, Atkinad went over to Heracious.
"She was going to kill me." He stated, still in shock from the attemped attack.
"I wasn't about to let her."
"You were ready to harm her to protect me? Why? What makes you put the life of a man who hates you above the life of a girl of your own kind? I don't understand."
"No, you don't. When I became a Jedi Knight, I'd sworn to protect the defenseless. At the time, that was you."
"I will reward you for saving me, of course."
"No. I don't expect anything from you. I only hope Krythraar can talk some sence into that girl. You better go to Geisha. She can take care of that shoulder of yours. How did you hurt it, anyway?"
"I... tripped and fell into the fire last night."
Atkinad rushed off to the healer, and Heracious could tell he lied about his shoulder, but why?
That's the end of what I have written so far. I hope it will be enough to last for a bit.
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light_sabe_r
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See I told ya i'd reply!
Absolutly cool!
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4/15/00 3:11am
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I'm in the process of typing up the next part in my briefcase on my computer, and it's getting late, so I will probably have to wait until tomorrow night to post anything new.
Just thought I'd tell you all that so I could bump this back to the top for a few minutes.
I'll post more when I get it done.
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Taryn
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okay, I didn't think I could, but I got enough to post. farewell for now, my friends.
When Krythraar returned an hour later without the girl, Heracious was reluctant to approch him. He was obviously irritated, and Heracious knew better than to approach an iritated wookie, but he had to know.
"Where's the Padawan?"
Krythraar looked at his friend, a struggle within him.
"She will return when she is ready. I... told her some harsh things, Cahn. I left her to decide what to do."
"Are you okay?"
"I never expected that of her. I will be."
Cirani finally returned from her search for the mystery man. The Bryian Fairy approached the two Jedi, her white hair begining to come out of her ponytail.
"Cirani, did you find him?" Heracious asked.
"No. Whoever it was, he seems to have just dissappeared. I did manage to find Tahsh's lightsaber. Where is she? Is she going to recover?"
As soon as she spoke the words, she knew Tahsh didn't survive.
"Geisha did what she could, but her wounds were too severe." Heracious told her.
"Then this should go to Shaela." she said, looking at the smooth handle of the lightsaber. "Since you taught her in the Temple, Krythraar, I think you should present it to her."
The wookie sadly shook his head and walked off.
"What's wrong with Krythraar?" Cirani asked Heracious.
"We had a problem with one of the young ones. She attacked out of anger, and Krythraar spoke with her, but things are not looking good right now."
"Poor Shaela. Who did she attack?"
Since Cirani figured out who he spoke of, he decided not to hold back any details, and he told her the whole thing.
"And, I don't have to tell you that a Jedi can be kicked out of the order for such an offence." he concluded.
"And where is she now?"
"Krythraar left her to decide what she must do."
"I'll go speak with her." Cirani decided.
"No. She doesn't need any reminders of what she did. She will return when she is ready. She needs time to think. She..."
"Needs to know she has a friend." Cirani interrupted. "I will speak with her, but promise not to bring up the attack."
Heracious could see that he could not stop the Bryian Fairy, so he let her go.
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Taryn
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4/16/00 3:19am
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Things will get more exciting again soon, so bear with the following mushy stuff.
Shaela sat on a stone, holding her pendant to her heart, finally finding her center of peace. For the second time this day, she reflected on past events, attempting to determine why she had lost control the way she had, not finding any answers.
"Shaela?" Cirani's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Go away."
"No. I came up here to accomplish one thing. I wanted Krythraar to do it, since he's trained you, but for some reason, he won't."
"He has a good reason. What do you want?"
"To give you something."
Cirani held out Tahsh's lightsaber, the smooth silvery handle reflecting the colors of the sky as the sun set. Shaela looked over at it, and she could not keep tears from her eyes.
"I can't accept it." she told Cirani.
"The Master's lightsaber, when that Master dies, is handed down to the Padawan."
"I no longer deserve to be called a Padawan." Shaela confessed. "I attacked Atkinad. I was going to kill him."
"Why would you do that?" Cirani spoke gently to keep the girl calm.
"When they arrived, she was dead. I saw Atkinad alive, and I attacked." Shaela broke down into tears, but continued.
"Why is he alive and Tahsh dead? He should have stopped the caravan like she told him to! She would still be alive if he stopped the caravan, why didn't he?"
Cirani gently pulled the girl near and cradled her, rocking her gently.
"Shaela, things will be okay. With the Hunters out looking for us Jedi, do you think death is all that bad a thing to happen to one of us? Tahsh lives on in the Force, and in your heart."
Shaela felt a hand on her shoulder, and somehow, she knew it was her master. The two sat for a few minutes while Shaela shed tears that needed to come out, and finally, the girl pushed Cirani away.
"Are you ready to join the others in honoring Tahsh Hapay?"
"Yes." she replied calmly.
Cirani handed her Tahsh's lightsaber, and she took it. Together, they descended the path back to the caves, only stopping so Shaela could retrieve her own saber from where Krythraar had left it, and they returned just as Heracious was preparing to light the pyre. He turned, seeing Cirani and the girl, and without speaking, he knew things were well with Shaela.
Heracious beckoned the girl with a look, and as she came to him, he handed her the torch.
"You know what to do." he told her. "Go ahead when you're ready."
Shaela saw her master's body lying on top of the wood, looking so peaceful. She looked closely, and thought she saw a smile on Tahsh's face. Feeling herself begin to tremble, she stepped forward and placed the torch in the wood, lighting the pyre, and stepped back to watch the flames consume her master's body.
*well, with Tahsh's death, Shaela needed SOME comfort. After all, she IS only 13.*
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Touching.
Now What? Will Shaela avenge her Master for the sake of the Jedi? I hope so!
MORE PLEASE
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Taryn
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I have to write it still. Something had come up, so I haven't been able to write more. I'll get more later.
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light_sabe_r
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4/18/00 12:51am
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Up!
So I can read the post and others.
My computer's chopped off the bottom.
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That night, when the final glow from the pyre had died, Shaela fell asleep near the ashes, tightly gripping Tahsh's lightsaber in her hands.
When she awakened, she began along the trail leading above the caves. There was more thinking she needed to do. Before she got very far, Cirani called out to her.
"Shaela, I want to talk to you." the Bryian Fairy told her.
In responce, the girl turned and waited for her to catch up.
"I extend an offer to you. If you wish, I am willing to continue your training."
'You don't know what I'm capable of. I might end out turning on you, and one of us would be dead.' she thought.
"I will think on it, Cirani." she said instead, "I've got some decisions I need to make. Please don't let anybody disturb me."
"I will. May the Force be with you, Shaela. Choose your path well."
Shaela returned to the place above the caves, placed her master's lightsaber on a stone, and kneeled about a meter from it in meditation. While she meditated, she realized what she must do.
Cirani means well, but Shaela felt she must decline the offer to continue her training. The Jedi were being hunted down. It would be safer to leave the Jedi.
Besides, durring the pyre, Shaela felt many eyes on her. They were not friendly gazes. Although she had rid herself of the anger, she knew she would never be accepted as a Jedi by them. And there was the matter of her Master's killer. Jerill Durrango. They had been fierce rivals in the Temple, but then he had left, after turning to the Dark Side. She knew the death of her Master was meant to be a blow against her.
Knowing now exactly what she should do, Shaela retrieved the lightsaber and returned to the caves.
She walked to one of the unused caves, all the Jedi avoiding her, and she went near the back of the cave. She ignited her lightsaber and moved the violet blade to slice a chunk out of the cave wall. In the next few minutes, she had carved a hole in the cave, placed Tahsh's saber inside, and using the Force, she slid two long thin stones into holes on the stone plug she had created, completely hiding the lightsaber.
*This will have to hold you for now. I know what you mean, comp troubles. My Yahoo messenger is frozen up. I'm lucky that's all.*
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I can't bear to let this go down. I only have a tidbit, but I'll post it.
Satisfied, she left the cave and sought out Cirani. She found her with Geisha, Heracious and Atkinad. Seeing the girl who had attacked him, Atkinad startled and jumped behind the Jedi.
She decided it would be best for her to address the caravan leader first.
"Atkinad, I''m sorry I charged after you yesturday." she began, "I ask your forgiveness. I really do wish you no harm. I...haven't been myself since landing on this planet."
Atkinad looked at her in a suprised silence, not sure what to say. He looked down for a moment.
"Atkinad, she has to be told." Geisha said.
"Told what?" Shaela wondered aloud.
They waited in silence as Atkinad readied himself to tell the news.
"I...did not get wounded falling into the fire as I has said. It was a lightsaber."
He looked up and saw the confusion on the girl's face, then, understanding took its place.
"Jerill did that to you, didn't he?"
Atkinad was suprised that she knew, even the name of his son.
"Yes. He came to me the night before last, and told me if I stopped the caravan for any reason, he would kill my family. I didn't know he would destroy the caravan to get you and the woman. I didn't know that he already killed my family. He killed them the day we left Shaderi. I'm the one who's sorry."
Shaela felt a strong emotion welling up inside her, and she could not control it, but this time it wasn't anger or rage.
"Have you decided about my offer, Shaela?" Cirani spoke up.
"Jerill must be stopped. I'm going after him."
Her voice was icy with resolve, and the other Jedi were somewhat suprized by her announcement.
"Shaela, I looked for him yesturday. He's gone." Cirani told her.
"I know what his presence feels like. I can find him." she countered.
"And then what? He would have killed you if Cirani wasn't there to save you." Heracious said.
"He's increased in skill since I'd last fought him at the Temple. I know that now. I will be ready for it next time."
"Shaela..." Geisha protested.
"A Jedi may leave at any time. Is this no longer true?" the girl asked.
"It is true." Heracious answered.
"I know what I must do, Master Cahn. I will leave soon for the ravine."
Geisha spoke up.
"Shaela, I will be escorting Atkinad and Dayn back to Shaderi. Can you wait to leave until then?"
Shaela thought about it a moment.
"I will wait, Geisha. As long as it isn't too long."
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Ooooh! I hope Shaela knows what she's doing. If it were me, I'd be off after my Master's killer faster than a speeding podracer.
Intriguing story. Can't wait for more!
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Don't worry. Whether she waits or not, I will say, the same thing will happen.
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Raissa Baiard
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Since you were kind enough to read and comment on my story, I thought I'd return the favor. I like this a lot! It's very suspenseful, and I was genuinely moved when Shaela and Cirani were talking, and during Tahsh's funeral. Keep up the good work! I'm looking forward to more.
MTFBWY,
Raissa
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-- Han, preparing Luke for the realities of planning a wedding
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It will be a bit until I post more. I was working on writing the next part on paper, but I'm too exhausted from work to type it up tonight.
I have to tell you that in 2 weeks from this past Friday, I'm getting married, and will be out of state for a month. I have no idea when I'll be able to return, but when that time comes, just look for 'Remembering...Ch.2'
But I will get more posted before I go, I promise.
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I'll hold ya to that
Good luck with your wedding!
Dum dum da-da!
<For all the people with no musical aptitude, like me, that's the wedding march>
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