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Desperation (NJO J/J fic; UPDATED!! 3/21... yes, that's 3/21 2005!!)
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Saber-of-Light
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Date Posted:
1/31/03 8:30pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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Awesome postie!!! Poor ol' Jag is standing up for Jaina, and she's partying with a Nex dude? **sigh**
Just as weird as watching my friend once stuff her pants with popcorn and hot dogs. (So what if she was drunk....?  )Great post!
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Saber-of-Light
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2/7/03 7:11pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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bob_siow
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2/7/03 10:45pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuppppppppppppppp!!!
somebody give jag a medkit! 
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Saber-of-Light
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2/9/03 4:24pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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And give him a Jaina!
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JainaJag00
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2/11/03 6:27pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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upppp!
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JainaJag00
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2/17/03 9:28am
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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jeez.... up again!
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Saber-of-Light
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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And up again!
Is it just me, or have SK and Iella fallen off the face of the planet like my beta???
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JainaJag00
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Date Posted:
2/17/03 8:49pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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2/17/03 8:54pm (1 edits total)
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idk.... maybe they have. but i did talk to iella today... why dnt u have someone else beta it for ya?
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StormKnight
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2/18/03 5:45pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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Hey hey,
We're definitely still here, but the next phase of the story is a little rough.
We've got our adorable heroine on Adumar, leading a commando Jedi team through a heavily defended planet on her way to a life-or-death showdown with the leader of the Vong forces.
We've got our cute and cuddly Resistance leader plotting a frantic getaway against overwhelming forces, in a battle that won't be forgotten.
We've got our (by now probably) fuzzy Chiss warrior in all kinds of massively sadistic torture and mind games.
We're working on it. I promise, whatever Iella's cookin', it'll be worth the wait.
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JainaJag00
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2/18/03 5:52pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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fun!!! i'll continue to up this until a postie comes... hopefully soon.
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Saber-of-Light
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2/19/03 11:58pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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Hey.........
even if Jag's fuzzy, he's still gorgeous. 
Nice to know y'all are still alive!
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StormKnight
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2/23/03 8:43pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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*Iella pokes head in*
*Ducks away as a barrage of rotten fruit hit the doorpost where her head was moments ago*
*Tenatively sticks head back in*
I'm writing... slowly. 
*Runs back out before the angry glares of her readers toast her*
-Iella
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tendra_217
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3/1/03 7:01am
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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Great story. Sorry for no review in so long.
Glad Jag is alive can't wait for more.
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StormKnight
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3/1/03 9:28pm
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RE: Desperation (A ghostwritten NJO J/J fic; updated 1/30)
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*~*~*~*
"What do you think?" Jaina murmured into her comlink. Perched on a tree along the perimeter of the Yuuzhan Vong base in the Adumari forest, she could barely make out the dark shapes of the other similarly positioned members of her team.
"We need a distraction," Kyp responded.
"Ooh, ooh, I'm good at distractions. You mean blowing things up, right?" Even the static couldn't obscure Kell's enthusiasm.
"Great. A distraction. What next?" She listened with half an ear as they offered various suggestions on how to penetrate the Vong perimeter. Most of her consciousness, though, was focused on finding Jag's presence again. The pain she had felt from him when they first entered the system still lingered in a haze. It didn't come directly from Jag - no, more like her own subconscious guilt urging her to save him.
"Jaina? Goddess? Come in, Jaina." Kyp's teasing tone brought her back to reality.
"Umm? good ideas, all." Ideas flashed through her mind quickly. She was Yun-Harla, the trickster goddess, and she had to come up with a plan that would befit that title. Distractions, bait-and-switch, all the usual con tricks came to her. And she knew which one she was going to choose. "Here's what we're going to do."
*~*~*~*
To admit any of his feelings would have been unthinkable. He felt his eyes twitch slightly in anticipation of the blood that would be shed that day, yet in his gut, there was a twinge of nervousness. Anticipation? but hesitation.
The cleansing of Adumar would be accomplished through a sacrifice to the twin gods, Yun Yammka and Yun Harla.
And perhaps it is the blasphemer herself who has chosen to appear.
Who knew how the jeedai would try to stop the cleansing of the planet?
"No matter," the warmaster mused out loud. "The twin gods will be satisfied today."
Willing the last traces of his unease away, he stood to his full height and summoned the priests.
*~*~*~*
Jag lay with his eyes closed, contemplating his fate, when he felt a sharp kick send pain tearing through his body.
"Come, infidel. Today you die." The warrior stood over him with an expression something between a grimace and a snarl.
"Is that so?" Jag rasped, propping himself up on his elbows. He was determined not to break, not to allow the Vong to conquer him into submission. "My usefulness to the warmaster has come to an end, has it?"
"No, we have decided that you are no longer worth the floor space that you take up," the scar-faced warrior replied.
Jag started, then shook his head as if to clear it. "I must be delusional, because I swear you just made a joke," he managed.
The warrior's face darkened slightly. "Today the planet will be cleansed. By your blood. We will offer you and others in a sacrifice to the twin gods. Does that answer please you more?"
Jag dutifully got to his feet, cradling his semi-broken ribs with his arms. The Yuuzhan Vong didn't allow him to stay seriously injured - they healed bones and wounds so they could be broken and cut again. Although he was certainly in no condition to exert himself physically, tasks like walking were feasible - if excruciatingly painful.
He thought briefly of Jaina, and the warmaster's earlier mention of a "her." It had to be Jaina. No one else could have sent Tsavong Lah into such an uncontrolled fury.
Just as quickly, he suppressed the thought. Hope would give him nothing but disappointment.
"The truth is always more pleasing," Jag finally responded to the warrior's taunt. "To death, then."
*~*~*~*
Ceremony was esteemed more among priests than warriors. But a significant sacrifice to the gods was well worth his time, the warmaster admitted. Not attending would have been unthinkable. He dared not wonder how the gods would respond if he spurned them in such a way. The sooner it was done with, however, the better. There were infidels - possibly Jaina Solo - on the planet, infidels that needed to be rooted out and destroyed.
Gilthad Ra, the highest-ranking priest on Adumar, began the cleansing sacrifice with a sacred prayer. The collection of fifty or so infidels huddled in a mass, shifting uneasily. Except one. Tsavong Lah noticed with interest that Jagged Fel did not huddle with the rest, but watched his surroundings with keen eyes. Even after a week and a half during which he personally tortured the infidel, Jagged had presence of mind enough to carry himself with honor.
"A true warrior," Lah muttered quietly to himself. "An infidel warrior."
An explosion rang through the compound. Lah's head snapped up, eyes darting around for the source of the noise. It came from the north end of the compound.
"Do not halt the sacrifice!" he roared to the priests. "I will deal with the infidels! But the gods must be appeased!!"
Without waiting for a response, he turned his back on them and strode toward his command center. An attendant presented him with a villip. The fleshy creature transformed itself into the visage of a warrior.
"The infidels are attacking the north edge, warmaster. The area is in chaos, but order is being restored."
Battle command came instinctively to the warmaster. He spoke to the warriors assembled around him. "First-Commander Dal, take your thirty warriors and go to the north gate. Destroy any infidels you find there. Subcommander, take ten of your warriors and follow after ninety seconds - they will not expect us to have split our forces, and any survivors will become overconfident. The rest of you assume your defensive positions within the compound. The infidels must not be allowed access to this area or the inner chambers, or we will have to cleanse them. Do not kill them if you need not - we will make them into sacrifices."
His warriors bowed, then turned and ran toward the north end of the base, their anticipation of the battle evident in their quick pace.
I will have your blood today, Jaina Solo.
His eyes closed as he pictured the battle that was to be. The infidels - jeedai, probably - would put up a good fight, but they would be overwhelmed by numbers.
Within minutes, various villips had been brought to him, ready to communicate the progress of the battle. In his mind, he saw the picture clearly: several infidel warriors would be routed as they passed by the first group, and the second would double back in the hook pattern that Lah had given them.
The battle would be over in moments, the infidels utterly defeated. They would bring all of them to the priests, and-
"We have a second attack, warmaster."
His eyes remained closed. He'd expected it.
"Where?" he growled.
"The southwest front has encountered enemy forces of some kind. A large one, by their estimates. The enemy has not clearly shown himself, but there has been much damage from a large explosion."
One of Lah's commanders eagerly stepped forward, impulsively giving orders. "Send all available forces to the south-west end - the attack from the north was just a distraction. Take all the forces of the Yuuzhan Vong and bear down on them in the southwest corner! Victory shall be ours, and they will be sacrificed!" The glee on the subcommander's face was evident, even beneath all the scarring.
Lah pierced his subordinate with a glare, and the commander withered back. "You forget with whom you deal, fool. Would a goddess, a master of trickery use such an obvious tactic? No, the infidels expect us to throw everything at the second front, as you have so foolishly suggested. Subcommander Pach, take ten warriors only, and reinforce those at the southwestern front. Commander Morak, take your legion to the north." He settled back, his lips twisting into a feral sneer. "You will see, commander. You will see."
*~*~*~*
Tahiri could tell the Vong were coming. Not with the Force, but her intuition. Plus, she had an understanding of the Vong that others didn't. Which was why she was "attacking" the southwestern edge of the Yuuzhan Vong compound alone.
The teenager bit her lip briefly, trying not to think about the fact that in a few minutes, she might be dead. Would probably be dead. The warmaster must die.
She fingered her lightsaber impatiently, waiting for the horde of warriors that would come charging toward her at any moment. Through her focus on the battle to come, she could still sense Jaina and Kyp clearly - in control of the situation. Above all, one thought was shared among the three Jedi. The warmaster must die.
*~*~*~*
Tsavong Lah was uncharacteristically pacing, waiting to hear news of their glorious victory.
The warriors left with him in his command center stood at attention. He paused in his stride for a moment, casting his eyes over their still forms before continuing his pacing. He had seen through Jaina Solo's trickery: victory was certain. Was it? Yes. The southwest front was simply a distraction. No shadow of doubt crept into his mind, no voice whispered warnings that he might be wrong. The gods were pleased with him. They would grant him victory that day.
An attendant approached him with a villip, and he stopped pacing once more.
"News from subcommander Pach, warmaster." The villip contorted and stretched, turning into the subcommander's face.
"It is as you predicted, warmaster. There is no huge enemy force here, as was suggested. We see one jeedai standing guard. Her lightsaber is drawn, and she prepares to fight. But we will subdue her easily and bring her to you for sacrifice. I bow to your superior wisdom and insight in seeing through the trickery of Jaina Solo."
Lah felt an predatory satisfaction well up within him. I have you now, Solo.
*~*~*~*
Kyp felt his way through the dense smoke of Kell's explosion, his lightsaber creating a bright haze around him.
Sith. Tahiri! He closed his eyes briefly as Tahiri mentally related the spectacle to him. Only fifteen warriors. Which meant that Lah had seen through the distraction, and sent the bulk of his force to attack them at the northern front.
He instinctively tensed for the ambush he knew would be coming. Soon.
Fight, Tahiri reminded him. The warmaster must die.
Against all his Jedi training, against everything Han Solo had ever told him about odds, Kyp felt despair surge up and consume him. No hope.
*~*~*~*
"First-commander Dal reports contact with the enemy," the villip said. "All three are futilely resisting. Our forces far outnumber theirs."
"Three?" Lah suppressed his scorn. "The Mistress of Trickery throws her whole force of three against a whole Yuuzhan Vong compound?"
You are not as clever as you think, Solo. I have seen through your deception. Now you are in the palm of my hand, and I will crush you like the infidel that you are.
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JainaJag00
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oooooo! nice postie! Lah might know what he's doing, but jaina will beat him anyway! (i hope). poor jag, but at least hes going to this sacrifice as a warrior.....
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