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jags_gurl Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 7/24/05 10:37pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	I am utterly, utterly mortified at my horrible-ness. I am so incredibly sorry, guys, for never responding or posting or whatnot. I don't want to offer excuses, but I'll list some reasons : May was graduation, so much of my year was focused on finishing up and moving on and I've been packing all of July summer (we're finally moving houses this weekend, and I leave for college in 17 days) so I will try extra hard to get a post up tonight, and if not, some sort of reputable teaser. And. I will try to wrap this up by the time I start school (3rd week of August) so here goes nothing. Again, I've been continually amazed by you guys' persistance. I am so humbled and so thoroughly embarassed with my behavior! Do forgive me! I love you guys! ~ jg -----signature----- limiting my time on the boards to focus on the school year sooooo....lurkerextrodanaire i am.... =====@[-------------------------------- O< Squishy of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths >O chi omega
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Exploded-Girl Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 7/24/05 11:37pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	Don't worry about it! I definately forgive you! (especially if it'll get us a post faster ) We were starting to wonder if we were gonna get to the end of our song before you came back. But I think we were running out of color combinations! I'm still trying to get over the initial excitement right now, so...if you'll excuse me I have to go do something. squeals silently before standing and doing a happy dance around the thread Come on everybody! Join in the Happy Dance! -----signature----- 3...2...1... BOOM!.............ouchies. Kiss me I'm Irish!! http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17511001&replies=2 ---- Never Forgotten http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28104683/p1/?0 ---- Goodnight My Friend
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jags_gurl Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 7/25/05 12:22am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------ - Date Edited: 7/25/05 12:24am (1 edits total) Edited By: jags_gurl
	This one's for Arryn, Nomad, Exploded, FelsGoddess, Blondie and if I missed any that continually and tirelessly upped, I'm sorry! You guys are the best - thanks for forcing (no pun intended) me to stick with this and for being so incredibly patient! I really hope you enjoy... I tried to make it nice and long.... *** Sharr Latt, newlywed with a bride a galaxy away, stood calmly next to Kell Tainer, who was still setting charges as different areas of the base were closed off. Most of the people stationed there had come to recognize this as their last stand, and were setting themselves to go out in a blaze of glory. Not Sharr though, and not the rest of Wraith Squadron. He had a wife to get home to…wherever home was… “Hand me those wire snips, will you?” Kell’s voice was muffled by the thick plasteel visor he wore over his face as he soldered a wiring link together. Sharr picked up the desired tool and pressed it into Kell’s palm. Kell glanced at it quickly and shook his head, handing it back to him. “No, the wire snips.” “Kell, those are wire snips.” The big man turned back to his work. “Then I want the other pair.” “I don’t have another pair.” “What do you mean, you don’t have another pair? You have to have another pair.” “Do I look like a tool shop to you?” “I dunno, let me check.” Kell twisted to peer up at him. “Not quite, but close enough. Wire snips, please.” Sharr glanced at the pair in his hand, and handed them back to Kell. “Thank you. Was that so hard?” The bleach blonde shot him a purely incredulous look, raising his hands in question. “What?” “That’s the same pair I just gave you!” Kell eyed the pair and shrugged, turning back to his work. “If you say so.” “Kell, my friend, I think you’ve taken one too many compression waves to the skull.” “Are you calling me crazy?” “Using big fancy words, yes.” “Thought so.” “You’re not denying it.” “Nope,” said the visored man, shaking his head. Sharr proceeded to watch his longtime friend work for a while before asking suddenly, “Do you think we are all going to die?” Kell’s head jerked up and around to look at him, and Sharr could only see his eyes until he set down his torch and wire snips and pushed the visor up to reveal the rest of his face. “Now, why would you, Mr. Perpetually Positive himself, ask me a question like that?” “Because I wanted your opinion.” “Oh. Well. You realize that I am the one who wants to blow up the galaxy and doesn’t really care how it gets done as long as it‘s a really big and pretty explosion…right?” Sharr chuckled. “Yeah, I know.” “And you still want my opinion?” “I suppose.” “OK. Well, in that case… even though I’m rigging this base to blow the Yuuzhan Vong to kingdom come and back, and a lot of us are going to get caught in this blast radius…no, I don’t think we’ll all die. At least, I hope not. I don’t want to die. I have a wife and a kid I want to see again, you know? Nevermind, you wouldn’t know.” Oh, I know a little more than you think, my friend, Sharr thought ruefully. Out loud, he grinned and pushed Kell’s visor back down. “Thanks. Now, hurry up, I’m freezing.” “You can’t rush genius.” “Fine lines between insanity and genius - you know that as well as I do, Tainer.” “Again, not arguing. Laser torch?” “Yes, I have one.” Kell’s gloved hand stuck out, waiting for it. Sharr feigned affront. “You could say ‘Please, Wonderful Toolman Sharr, may I have my laser torch?” “Or I could just threaten to cross the wires and blow us all to kingdom come right now.” “Oh, shut up.” * “And you told me that time flies when you’re dead,” Anakin Solo complained. “Well, technically speaking, we are timeless since we’re dead,” Anakin Skywalker amended, “But these weeks are dragging by really slowly.” “Thank you!” Anakin muttered. “I hate waiting for this. I wish I didn’t have to…” “You don’t,” his grandfather reminded him gently. “You made this choice, and no one else made it for you.” “Would you watch this if you had the choice?” Anakin asked. “I do have a choice. Just because I was a Sith Lord doesn’t mean that I can say that I’m partial to slaughter,” he sighed. “I don’t want to see you try and do something stupid - which I know you will.” Anakin shoved a hand through his perpetually mussed brown hair. “Will many of the Jedi that die next week join us?” His grandfather shrugged. “It really all depends on the Jedi and the choices they make. Your friend, Daeshara’cor, did not want to linger as merely an phantom of her former self, while you chose to watch those you love as they suffer. Masochist,” he teased. Anakin didn’t seem to realize he was teasing, as the troubled look on his face only grew. “I did it for Tahiri,” he whispered. “I wanted to make sure she was going to be OK.” “Do you regret your choice?” “No. Not yet,” he amended quickly. “Anakin, you can’t continue to think that you will be able to do anything for them. They are down there. We are here. You were lucky that the Old Council agreed to let you pass along your blessing to your sister at her wedding, and then when they even let you warn her.” “I thought there was no such thing as luck.” “It‘s an expression,” the older Anakin grumbled. “The young man has a point, Anakin,” Obi-Wan agreed, materializing out of seemingly nowhere. “You can’t really call him young, though, since we don’t age, Ben.” “His mentality is still one of a young one,” Obi-Wan explained. “And Anakin, you are supposed to go meet with the Council.” Both Anakins shot him the same look at the same time, speaking at the exact time. “Me?” Obi-Wan couldn’t help but crack up. Those two really were related, if not twins a few generations apart. “Skywalker.” “Oh, right,” the younger one muttered. “Why don’t they ever want to talk to me?” “Because you wouldn’t leave Hoth even if they tried to drag you off,” Anakin Skywalker commented. “Point,” his grandson murmured. * Jaina rose and walked over to him, looking up at him with concern. She enfolded her arms around his waist, and he drew her tightly against him, resting his chin atop her head. She did not want to admit it to Jag, but she was scared too. Anakin’s words from what seemed so long ago still echoed in her ears…two paths…she only hoped that she had picked the right one. She pressed her head against his chest, hoping to hear the thunderous pounding of his heart despite the heavy winter coat he wore. She enhanced her hearing with the Force to hear the beat, which she knew would be steady and solid, just like the man holding her. His heartbeat was unlike hers, which was racing at a thousand klicks per second. Anakin’s words haunted her every moment - and she did not want to lose Jag. The thought terrified her, causing her to press closer and hold him tighter. She felt his inquisitive concern and he loosened his protective hold on her so he could tilt his forehead against hers. “What is it?” She blew out a long sigh as his clear green eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He asked, and she was sure he knew the answer - she couldn’t lie to him. It wasn’t worth it. “I’m afraid,” she finally admitted. “Why?” It was a simple enough question. A corner of his lips slowly curled up as he waited for the answer. “Jaina, I’ve been thinking about these past few weeks, and I am sorry for second-guessing your plans. You’ve always worked with such confidence - it’s not my place or job to doubt you. I love your confidence or overconfidence, which ever it is. Don’t lose it. You’ll need that confidence in yourself and your friends and family to get you through this war.” She arched a brow. “You love my overconfidence?” “I do. In fact, I think it’s sexy.” She grinned at him, touching her lips to his in a simple kiss. “I love you,” she breathed. “And I also know you aren’t afraid. No, you’re not.” “What?” she brushed her bangs out of her eyes, quizzical eyes meeting his. Her husband‘s words were “You are Jaina Solo. You are the Trickster Goddess. You pick your battles and you win them. I’m willing to bet that he Vong fear you more than any Jedi. You have everything to lose, which is why you will fight harder than any creature you may face. You are not afraid and you cannot afford to be. Doesn‘t fear lead to the Dark Side? If anything, let me fear for you, so that you don‘t have to.” Her head fell to rest on his shoulder, and he was content to hold her, to be her strength, and to take away her fears and worries and make them his. Kyp’s head popped in the room, and Jaina looked up from Jag‘s shoulder to see his apologetic face. “Wedge wants pilots to their crafts and Jedi to the waiting room. Initial probes are picking up activity in the southern hemisphere. It won’t be long now before they show their hands.” “Be right there, Kyp,” she replied as he disappeared. The few hurried weeks of preparation was thundering to a rapid end. Jag inhaled her scent, memorizing the feel of her body against his. “Come back to me, Jaina.” “I’ll see you soon. Kiss for luck?” She closed her eyes, tilting her face up towards him, lips parted slightly in anticipation. Jag smirked. “No. For that, you’d better come back.” She peeled one brown eye open, and Jag saw something changed in the glint of brandy brown. Tahiri’s regret echoed through Jaina’s skull, and she was determined not to be denied as she pulled his face down to hers for several long, blissful heartbeats - just long enough for her to forget her purpose, her fears, this war… He pulled away, his lips moist. “Go.” Jaina inhaled deeply and nodded crisply, gathering her snow white camouflaged Jedi robe from its position, slung over an old, beat up ejection seat. She drew it on and placed the cowl into place before striding from the room, not looking back. As her footfalls echoed in the icy hallway, she reflected on the last few weeks’ activity. Wedge had initially been hesitant about the amount of evacuees he was going to allow from the system, not wanting to tip off the Vong, but he’d opened the evacuation so that anyone who wanted to leave the base could… and surprisingly few did. Most Intelligence left, feeling they could better serve their people away from the war zone and gathering information elsewhere. Most people who had ships with any sort of decent armament and shielding capabilities elected to stay. All squadrons stayed. All Jedi stayed. This was going to be Wedge’s final stand, and his friends, subordinates, comrades, wanted to stand with him. Aside from a handful of ground personnel, the Jedi were the only ones that would remain on the ground. There were a varied assortment of vessels for them stowed away in a concealed hangar bay, should any need to escape or feel the need to join the aerial battle, and for the demolitions crew. Kell and his people had set up the base to enable the Jedi to lure the Vong deep inside and then detonate the premises. Just in case something went wrong, a few of his people were staying planetside, hidden away. Jaina fingered the smooth handle of her lightsaber with her gloved fingers. It was almost showtime… “Ready for this, Goddess?” Kyp rumbled from his spot, leaning against the doorjamb to the entrance of the waiting room. He trailed behind her, waiting for her response. “Never been readier.” And she meant it. Stepping inside, looking at the faces that looked up from whatever they were doing, she saw trust, respect, courage and friendship looking back at her, looking up to her. If she was going to go, then she supposed she’d rather die fighting with her friends, and out in a blaze of glory. She pulled her hood down, feeling the warmth of one of the last climate-controlled rooms in the base. “What’s the plan, Jaina?” Corran Horn, arms crossed over his white Jedi robes, called from his seat. “The plan? Why, we wait, of course.” Kyp sidled off to a conversation, leaving her alone, and everyone went back to their former activities, seemingly bolstered by the confidence she exuded. She let her gaze survey the sea of white again, taking inventory of who was there. There was Tahiri, lonely in the corner, looking pale yet fierce as she fiddled with her lightsaber. She was by years too young to be partaking of this suicidal mission, but Jaina knew that like herself, Tahiri had seen far too much and come so far that there was no deterring her from the battle. Part of me wonders just if she expects to die and then reunited with Anakin… or how much of her needs to prove her humanity by fighting the Vong… Lowie sat by himself as well, doing something on a data pad. He was one of her greatest friends, and Jaina knew he would follow her through all Corellian hells if she asked him to. Or even if she didn’t. There was Uncle Luke, standing calmly among a small circle of friends, and socializing amiably, as if there was no impending battle at hand. She knew better, though, and knew he had prepared himself for whatever would come. There was one absence, however, from his side that stuck out like a sort thumb. Mara had opted to go with Ben away from the planet. You know things are looking great when even Mara leaves the fight… Corran Horn, looking at ease, stood to Luke’s left, listening attentively to Luke’s animated recounting of the first battle at Hoth. Kyp stood amongst a small cluster of what Jaina presumed were his fan girl Jedi club - or as close as he could come to it, with Alema Rar, Lauria Brynn, and Triss M’kai. She smirked. This war had changed him just as much as it had changed her - and she knew that the women surrounding him had each followed similarly difficult paths. There were others milling about that Jaina was less familiar with, and she saw older JedI mingling with younger ones. She had been surprised how the word had traveled through the NR JedI, and how many had come to join the fight. Kenth Hamner, his tall and powerful frame, was pacing the room, hinting at the slight feel of unrest laying beneath the exterior of the room’s occupants. Only one other Jedi was missing. Jacen. She felt a stab of regret at having insisted he leave the Hoth system, but she knew it was for the best. They simply couldn’t afford for the Vong to catch them together. Jaina had just poured herself a cup of caf and was savoring the first sip when Luke called together the collected Jedi. They clustered around in a loose circle, waiting for the esteemed Jedi Master to speak. “I believe you all are here now, correct?” The group reached an assent. They all knew who was here, who was supposed to be… “Now, I can feel the unease in this room. It’s permeating each and every one of us.” Luke spoke smoothly, not accusing anyone, but simply stating facts. “What I’m going to recommend may strike some of you as juvenile, but I believe that in order for our mission to succeed, we are going to need to rely on each other and draw strength our fellow Jedi.” “What would you like us to do, Master Skywalker?” Tahiri asked, impatient as always. Somethings never changed. He smiled, brilliant blue eyes sparkling. “I want us to get comfortable and join hands with the nearest Jedi. Then I want to weave a mind-meld and meditate. I believe it is the best thing that we can do for each other and for ourselves at this time.” The Jedi surrounding him immediately began to settle, and Jaina dropped into a cross-legged position, her hand hand being grasped by Kyp’s larger one, and her left being held in Lowie’s great furry paw. Smiling slightly, her eyes closed asshe inhaled slowly and reached for the warm, tender embrace of the Force. *** Coming soon... Vong-sicles, anyone? edit: P.S. I can't seem to get the title bar to change, so for those that are "Hey, I didn't know you updated!" that's why... Everytime I click "Edit Message" it sends me back to the Classic FF main page...does anyone else ever have this problem? Is it fixable? Am I mental? LOL! -----signature----- limiting my time on the boards to focus on the school year sooooo....lurkerextrodanaire i am.... =====@[-------------------------------- O< Squishy of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths >O chi omega
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 7/25/05 10:57am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	I love your confidence or overconfidence, which ever it is. Its a whole different catagory of confidence. Its the Solo confidence. The kind that ensures trouble. Takes a Vong-sicle That's a weird problem, the edit thing. I don't know. Great update! -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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Blondie_JediKnight Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 7/25/05 11:54am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	Yay!!! You're back!!! You posted, so of course we forgive you! Did marriage affect Sharr? He wasn't joking around in this post. He was...Serious. Gread post! Glad you're back! Blondie^..^ -----signature----- Never get mad if you can get even! "Kiss my wookiee!" CoPL Win or lose, THE YANKEES ROCK!!!! J/J all the way! No matter what's in TJK grumbles Padawan of DCWiz00
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Shinar Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 7/25/05 7:53pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	Sonofasith!!! Have mercy and PM an old buddy when you resurrect stories like this! -----signature----- "Let's face it: armed combat beats unarmed combat any day of the week." Tom Clancy
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JainaSticksSolo19 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 7/27/05 8:20pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	I was reading this before you left and i lost the link and i just found this again by some chance of luck. i'm glad i did. I really love this story and i'm glad you're back. I haven't been on for a long while either, so it doesn't seem like you've been gone that long. i loved the new post and i can't wait to see what happens. ~Sticks/Jaina -----signature----- Somewhat-sexy...with a hypen-Pat, when asked to describe himself in one word for states Empires crumble. There are no exceptions. I've lived long enough to see the future become history, Professor. ~Dorian Grey (T.L.O.E.G)
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Master_Jaina1011 Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 8/1/05 7:07pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	if you don't remember me.. fine but I'M BACK!!!! and if i can catch up on all these stories like i should i will but in due time... man i missed this place! ~Master_Jaina1011 -----signature----- "Because Narrow is the gate and difficult is the way that leads to life and there are few who find it" Matthew 7:14 I am Myself. No one Else.
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jagsredlady Registered: Oct '02	Date Posted: 8/4/05 9:37am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	Yippee! Squishy updated! I'm still loving this fic. Nice update! You know I can't wait for more. Bring on the Vong-sicles! -----signature----- Education: that which reveals to the wise, and conceals from the stupid, the vast limits of their knowledge. ~ Mark Twain
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Jaina_and_Jag Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 8/4/05 11:25am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	OMG! You updated!!!!!! I was just dropping by to see how far they'd gotten with bottles on the wall and I see a post. Very pleasent surprise. That was awesome! Amusing banter between Sharr and Kell, loving intimate moment with Jaina and Jag, and then a Jedi party. Perfect post. Now let's hope the promised Vong-sicles come soon.
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flowerbee Registered: Apr '04	Date Posted: 8/4/05 2:41pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	... It's you! Now I feel bad for not having confidence in you. Great post!
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jags_gurl Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 8/5/05 8:32am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------ - Date Edited: 8/5/05 8:34am (1 edits total) Edited By: jags_gurl
	Replies to come soon, probably later tonight! Quick update: Post is almost finished, just have a few more pages to write, scenes to tweak, expect it by no later than Sunday, 4:00 PM! I'm finally just about settled into the new house, finally got my internet up and running and smoothed out my notebook problems (it was having trouble adapting to the new setup, lol).... anyways, see ya'll soon! ~jg edit: P.S. Oh yeah, almost forgot, since I can't edit the title bar, I'll just PM you guys when I get the post up. If anyone doesn't want me to PM them, speak up now or forever hold your peace But seriously, let me know via PM or in here... -----signature----- limiting my time on the boards to focus on the school year sooooo....lurkerextrodanaire i am.... =====@[-------------------------------- O< Squishy of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths >O chi omega
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Jaina_and_Jag Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:28am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	PMs would be awesome.
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JainaSticksSolo19 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 8/5/05 11:16am Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	i agree, pms would be great. -----signature----- Somewhat-sexy...with a hypen-Pat, when asked to describe himself in one word for states Empires crumble. There are no exceptions. I've lived long enough to see the future become history, Professor. ~Dorian Grey (T.L.O.E.G)
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 9:11pm Subject: RE: The Battle At Hand J/J -----author quick note! 9/15------
	PMs would rock my socks! -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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