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Master: Thank you! 
PT: There'll be more soon.
Froggie: Indeed, Xani needs catharsis, but it doesn't help him in the end.
JKH: 
PK: Thanks!
I should have one, if not two posts, later this week.
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Chapter XXXIII: Betrayal
Lost in gray seas,
The touch of molten rays brushing past,
Rising forth, claiming me--
Briefly.
Curved away, the cliffs of serenity vanish.
Mists obscure
The straight path is lost, gone crooked
And the need is lost.
-- Jedi_Suzuran, Sonnets of Seperation (III)
"Raise your shoulder up a bit more, Xanatos."
I turned to look at my master. "I thought I already was?"
"Not high enough, you still have a small opening in your defense." Qui-Gon pointed to his own body to show me what he meant.
"He's right, you know," said a teasing voice.
"Oh, shut up, Shar, you know-it-all." I said, making a face.
She laughed. "You silly!"
"Xanatos, less talking, more practice," Qui-Gon's voice called out.
I rolled my eyes. "I am trying master, if some people wouldn't interrupt!"
"There is no try--"
"Okay!" I snapped irritably. The last thing I needed was to hear the troll's advice for the millionth time. Stupid troll.
Shar lifted her lightsaber once more, her lips twitching as she fought a smile. "Some people wouldn't need to be chastised if they paid more attention to their masters."
I glared at her and was about to give her a suitable comeback when the other person in the room spoke up. "Padawan, your footwork is deplorable."
She blinked, turning to Saesae Tiin. "Master?"
"It sucks."
I didn't try to hold back my snicker at his words. It was strange to hear her dignified Master Tiin spout slang, but also very funny. Shar, of course, didn't appreciate my sense of humor, nor Qui-Gon's either, for I could almost feel my master holding back his own laughter. She glared at me, turning bright red. "I'm sorry, master. I will improve."
"Please do so. Again, my dear."
"Yes, master." She turned to me, raising an eyebrow. I assumed a combat stance, and we began again. Practicing this kata was difficult, but we were both determined to do it by the time the Senior Padawan competitions were held in two months. We had always practiced together since Shar had first entered when we were fourteen. It might have been an unfair advantage, since we knew each other's moves by heart, but amazingly, in all the years we'd competed, the two of us had never faced off against each other. I really don't know what the outcome would be if we ever did, so it wasn't a concern.
Our masters had seen our closeness and had let us practice together. There was always a barely hinted caution when they dealt with the two of us; they walked a fine line, making sure that Shar and I did not become too attached to each other and therefore compromise our objectivity. I personally thought that silly, since Shar and I had worked on missions and nothing bad had happened. Were we close? Yes. However, as I'd told Qui-Gon when I was eighteen, that didn't mean that Shar would make me forget my being a Jedi. I knew she felt the same.
"More spin to that turn, padawan!" Qui-Gon.
"Hold that block longer, Xanatos!" Master Tiin.
We danced around each other, trying to follow their instructions. They often switched roles, advising the other's padawan. We were used to it by now; our masters, no doubt due to our influence, had become good friends. Shar had once told me that they probably became close to discuss more ways to work us to death. Sometimes, like now, I had to agree with her.
"Xanatos, you're sluggish."
"Shi-Ara, your footwork still sucks."
I heard her give a soft snort, and I looked into her eyes. "I told you they want perfection," she murmured breathlessly. "Darn it."
I grinned back. "We have a reputation to uphold, Shar," I told her. You have a reputation to maintain, I thought, I have a reputation to repair. Frowning at that, I spun away from her next attack, flipping over her head, my mind working furiously. Four months had passed since I'd talked to the Council, and I'd spent that time regaining my equilibrium, both as a Jedi and a man. Reaching out to others had been damned difficult, but everyone at least understood what had happened, which went a long way to helping me. Even Rudill now knew the facts. He had apologized to me again, in tears, and begged my forgiveness for his ignorance. I had felt no anger, and had truly forgiven him. We were good friends now, much as we had been when we'd been much younger.
Healing was wonderful, and productive, but I wanted to regain my niche. I had been considered one of the best and most promising padawans in the Order before my enslavement. Tournament wins, and intelligence had guaranteed that, but after coming back, there was hesitation in everyone as to whether I could reclaim that place that Shar had reluctantly filled. Even my own master, who was my staunchest and most passionate supporter, wasn't entirely sure I could do it. This competition was my chance to prove to everyone that I was truly back. I was going to win, no matter what.
Dancing away from her sudden leap, I rolled out of the way and slashed upward, the point of my lightsaber hovering at her throat. The exercise was over.
"That was very well done, Xanatos," Qui-Gon's voice said, warmth permeating every syllable.
I straightened, bowing to a panting Shar. "Thank you, master," I told him. Praise from my master was not very common, and always savored when given.
Master Tiin came forward. "Shi-Ara, that was not one of your better exercises."
She bit her lip, cheeks burning. "I'm sorry, master."
He smiled gently, touched her shoulder. "You'll have plenty of time to practice this, padawan mine."
Shar smiled back. "I knew you would say that, master."
A bigger smile. "Never tell me I'm getting predictable."
She winked. "Maybe." She threw her shoulders back with purpose. I was reminded again of the old saying that a master and padawan compliment each other. Master Tiin, with impish humor and dignified encouragement, balanced Shar's sometimes distressing mood swings and impetuousness. She in turn got him to open up and have more fun. They were actually great to watch when they interacted.
The door to the practice room suddenly opened, and a Council page entered. He looked embarrassed at having interrupted a private session. "Master Jinn?"
Qui-Gon looked to the door. "Yes?"
"The Council would like to see you right away."
Master Tiin looked quizzically at my master. "You in trouble, Qui?"
"I can't be in trouble, I haven't done anything."
"That's not a problem for the Council."
Qui-Gon's mouth curved upward with humor. "That's true." He looked back to the page. "I'll be right there. Is it urgent?"
"I wasn't told, master, only to bring you there."
"Is my padawan required?"
"No, master, just you."
Qui-Gon shrugged. "Very well. You'll keep working with them, won't you?"
"Of course."
"Master, I'm seeing Darew today, remember?" I reminded him.
"Oh, that's right. Have a good time, I should be back soon."
"Yes, master. Do you think they're finally going to give us an assignment?"
His blue eyes sparkled. "That might be it."
"I hope so." I told him.
"I know you do." He smiled again, and left the practice salle.
Shar turned to me. "Maybe it is a mission, Xani."
"Maybe."
"We still have a lot of work to do," Master Tiin said. "Let's get to it."
We both groaned good-naturedly, and began to practice again.
Three hours later, I smoothed my tunic, waiting and trying to project calm. I wasn't nervous, so much as anxious. Would Darew even come?
After I'd called him to apologize for my past behavior, we had begun to talk regularly. I still hadn't been up to seeing him, and he had been understanding of that, maybe a little too much so. A few weeks ago, I worked up the courage to ask him if he would like to visit the Temple so we could see each other again. He'd looked shocked upon hearing my reluctant invitation.
"Are you sure, Xan? We haven't seen each other in a year. I understood your reasons, to an extent. I understand if you don't want to see me yet. We're communicating now, at least."
"I know, and I'm glad of that," I'd told him quietly, as certainty swept through me. I had to see him. I didn't know if it was to assuage my guilty conscience or just for the sheer pleasure of talking to him face-to-face, but I knew this was the only thing I could do. "I want to see you."
Something quiet and profound had flashed in his eyes, all too briefly for me to examine. "I'd like that," he'd murmured softly, his smile soft.
I'd smiled back. "I need to ask my master, since I have to get permission to show you around here, so I'll let you know when. Is that all right?"
That light was in his eyes again, just as briefly. "More than all right," he'd whispered, his smile widening.
Here was the day, at last. I briefly had to wonder why my master wasn't here with me, but the Council still had him in their clutches. I didn't have time to ponder why that was, for Darew was entering the Temple.
He looked a bit thinner than the last time I'd seen him, but he pulled it off well. He was wearing loose fitting smoky gray trousers that rode low on his hips and a green shirt which flattered his hazel eyes. His pale blond hair fell over his eyes mischievously. The whole effect was subtle, but also quietly devastating. The girl who escorted him to my side was unabashedly stripping him bare with her eyes.
He was unaware of the attention, holding out his hand and smiling, eyes sparkling. "Xan."
I smiled back and grasped his hand. "Darew. It's good to see you again."
"Same here." He tilted his head back and looked around at the vast ceiling. "So this is the mysterious Jedi Temple?"
I gave a not so subtle hint to the girl still ogling him to leave us alone. Thankfully, she did. "Yes, though I don't think we're that mysterious."
He grinned again. "It's mysterious to me, Xan."
I laughed. "Come on, I'll give you the unabridged tour."
I took him to the Crèche first. Master Sali was reading an old Jedi story to the children, who were sitting around her in an excited circle. "This is where you grew up?"
"Yes." I waved to Master Sali, who stopped reading and smiled at me. The children, curious, looked to the two of us. One of them stood and ran to us, throwing himself at my legs. I looked down at a small ginger head.
"Xan'tos!" He chirped, his little arms tightening around my knees. Grinning, I scooped him up.
"Obi-Wan," I said, smiling. "How are you?"
"Good. Pinky's sleeping, though." He frowned.
I laughed. Ever since the night I'd held him in my arms, I had come back to the Crèche every week to check up on him. Momma never objected to my visits, and Obi-Wan... Well, he was delighted to have me with him. I'd met his friends and liked them: loyal, impish Garen; food-obsessed Reeft, and of course, the infamous Bant, who had given Pinky his name, thus ensuring the annoyance of the 3 boys. Sometimes the four of us did something together, but mostly, I was with Obi-Wan.
I turned to Darew, and noticed that he and Obi-Wan were staring at each other with curiosity. "Darew, this is Obi-Wan Kenobi, a little friend of mine--"
"Not little," Obi-Wan retorted, his lower lip jutting out in an adorable pout. His size (he was one of the smallest children his age) was a bit of a sore spot with him.
Darew fought a grin, but his eyes were gentle with understanding as he said, "Of course you're not, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You'll be as tall as Xanatos in a few years. All you have to do is wait."
The boy stared at Darew for a minute, obviously assessing him, then at the ground, then at me. His eyes shone with an adoration that was flattering. "I want that. Xan's the tallest person ever."
I turned red at his statement, and Darew laughed outright. "Yes, isn't he? An absolute giant, he is."
"Darew," I muttered, mortified.
Obi-Wan was nodding in agreement. "He is."
I shook my head. "You're too good for my ego, you know that, Obi-Wan?"
He frowned, confused. "What's an ego?"
"Something that adults have," Darew explained.
"Oh."
Momma spoke up then. "Xanatos, are you planning to put down my initiate any time soon?"
"Sorry, master. Can I borrow him for a bit?"
Her brown eyes twinkled with amusement. "Yes, but only for a couple of hours. And bring him back clean and in one piece, Xanatos. I remember what happened at the pond."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, master." I turned to Obi-Wan. "How about we leave the room for a bit?"
"Okay."
The three of us left the Crèche. I turned to Darew once more. "As I was saying, this is Obi-Wan Kenobi. Obi-Wan, this is my friend Darew."
"It's nice to meet you, Obi-Wan." He held out his hand.
For a long moment, Obi-Wan's magnificent eyes, far too beautiful for a human being, stared shrewdly at Darew. He smiled cheerfully after a minute, shook the offered hand, then turned to me. "I like him," he said, his voice filled with a certainty that was sweet.
"I'm glad." I put him down with a little regret. "How about we get some food? Are you hungry, Darew?"
"A little. I thought you were going to give me the tour?"
"Well, all the mysteries of the Temple and universe can be seen in the dining hall. You'll understand what I mean when you look at what they feed us," I told him dryly. He laughed. We began to walk to the dining hall, as I pointed out some of the scenery to Darew. Obi-Wan's hand slipped into mine, a familiar move, but I also saw that he was holding onto Darew as well. He seemed a little startled at that, but accepted the gesture.
We got our food and sat down. Darew faced me, and Obi-Wan was to my right. Like all little boys, he began to eat with gusto, ignoring us completely. I looked to Darew's plate, which was filled with a small amount of food. "You can get more, you know. In fact, the rest of us would appreciate it."
He smiled, picking up his spoon. "I'm not starving, Xan, so don't worry."
"You're thinner than I remember, though."
"I know, but I eat regularly."
"Hmm." I ate some of the mush on my plate, grimacing. The Temple cooks had actually gone out of their way to make this simple dish horrible. I put down my spoon, sipped some water, then looked back at him. "How are things?"
He looked into my eyes. "As well as can be expected. The others are...angsty, Xan. Many of them have become used to Coruscant, but others haven't. It's difficult when you have nothing to do, as well."
"I thought you were encouraged to find a job or something?" This was definitely news.
His smile was touched with dark humor. "We are, yes, but we're not helped to find jobs, if you know what I mean? The large majority of us are untrained, Xanatos. Take me, for example. The only thing I know how to do is to be a..." He trailed off, realizing that Obi-Wan was with us. "Well, you know. Naturally, we don't want to go back to what we were before, even if it is familiar."
"I had similar thoughts about the Jedi after my fight," I told him. He knew about the whole affair.
"It's different for you, Xan," he said quietly. "You were born and raised here. You have allies, as well as tradition, going for you. The majority of us don't. We have no families, no advocates, no one to stand up for us. We have to live on the largesse of the government, we've no other choice. It's a reversal of what we went through, only this is more humane. We're stuck, Xan."
I lowered my eyes. I could feel guilt welling up in me. No wonder he had been eager to see me. He had nothing to do, except think and feel like a failure. The vision was not at all pleasant. "I didn't help very much, did I?"
His hazel eyes darkened. "No, you didn't," he said bluntly.
I met his eyes again, letting him know the extent of my mistake. "I'm sorry, Darew, I truly am."
He nodded once, then turned to Obi-Wan. "How's your food?"
"Good."
"Good, he says," I scoffed, relieved that the boy was here. I would have to apologize to Darew privately, but that could wait until later. "This from someone who eats everything that's cooked. I'm hoping you'll pick up some taste buds when you get older, Obi-Wan."
"It is good," he says stoutly. Darew laughs.
We were soon finished with our food, and the tour resumed, Obi-Wan following us eagerly. Initiates were not allowed to wander the Temple at will, since they might become lost, so he was excited at being led to unfamiliar places. I showed Darew the training salles, the library, classrooms, and the gardens. We took Obi-Wan back to the Crèche, then made our way to the south tower, to a balcony. The view, as always, was beautiful.
Darew leaned back casually, elbows resting on the railings. "So this is where you lived, Xan. I always wanted to see it. Thank you."
"Thank you for coming."
He smiled. "I'm glad you asked, Xan."
Apology time. "Darew, I'm sorry. My treatment of you was appalling. I know that I've said that before, but I want to keep telling you. I'm sorry."
"You should be. You behaved like a damn idiot, Xan. I know you were in pain, but you weren't the only one who went through hell."
"I know, I know. I just wanted to forget, which was stupid on my part."
"It was." His eyes softened considerably as he said this. "I understood, though, Xan, which is why I forgive you. I forgave you a long time ago."
"Thank you." I reached out and hugged him. He hugged me back. I was so glad he was understanding.
"Xani?"
We both turned to the open doorway which lead to the balcony. Shar was staring at us with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. I took a step away from Darew, my arms dropping away, and smiled at her. "Shar."
"Xani. Your master wants to see you."
"The Council let him escape their clutches?" I asked dryly.
She smiled. "Seems so."
"What a surprise." I looked to Darew. "May I introduce my best friend, Shi-Ara. Shar, this is Darew. I told you about him."
He stepped forward, hand outstretched. "It's a pleasure. I've heard quite a lot about you."
Shar smiled back, shaking hands. I noticed that there was the slightest hesitation in her movements. I wondered why. Was she hurt that Darew had become very close to me during my enslavement? He seemed to feel some of her ambivalence at this meeting, and he regarded her with barely concealed apprehension.
I broke their strained silence. "Where's Qui-Gon?"
"In your quarters, Xan. I saw him, and he asked me to get you."
"All right. I guess you won't be able to meet him this time, he needs me." I turned to him. "I'll walk you back. I'm sorry for cutting this short."
"It's fine, Xan. I can come back another time, yes?" His voice held a note of hesitation. I once more cursed my treatment of him.
"Yes, in fact, I look forward to it, Darew."
I smiled. "Come on, I'll let you out." We walked out of the balcony, down the halls, Shar beside us. As we neared the entrance, she hung back.
"I'll go back to my master now. It was nice to meet you, Darew," she added politely.
"Likewise."
"I'll speak to you soon, Darew."
"All right." He smiled and shook my hand again. His hazel eyes twinkled, then he quietly left. I hurried to our quarters. Maybe we were finally going on a mission.
I can't tell him. How can I ever tell him?
I paced the length of the living room, shaking my head. Why the hell were they asking me to do this? They should do their own dirty work!
"Master Jinn." Master Poof's voice had been cordial. He was the only one paying attention to me as I bowed to the Council. The other masters' attention was riveted to the holovid. It was someone familiar. The Galactic Prosecutor?
I was briefly confused at their greeting, even more so at seeing the prosecutor. I knew he asked advice of the Council, Xanatos had told me, but why was he here now?
"...I don't know if this will work. I urge all of you to reconsider. I don't think I could bear looking at their faces when I have to tell them this. Won't you reconsider?"
Yoda spoke. "Decision, made it was, prosecutor. Good strategy, we believe it to be."
The prosecutor's face fell into deep, sorrowful lines which was a painful sight. "I don't agree with this."
"Made up our minds, we have." Yoda said, in a tone of finality that made me very uneasy.
His sad face twitched slightly. "Very well. I appreciate the fact that you took the time to tell me, since I know that this was decided over my head. We'll never agree, Master Yoda. I register my opposition most strongly."
Adi Gallia spoke then. "We realize this, but this is for the best, we assure you."
"For whom? You?" He spat in disgust.
"Sir, your tone--"
"No, I will not censor myself. Not after your decision. I hope you can live with the consequences, because I sure as hell don't think I can." The vid disappeared.
The masters turned back to me, as though remembering what I was summoned for. "Master Jinn."
"Masters. What was all that about?" I gestured to where the holo had played.
"There is something you need to inform your padawan about, master Jinn."
I swallowed, definitely uneasy. "What do I have to tell him?"
They had spent the better part of two hours telling me their decision. I had protested. Strongly.
"You can't expect me to say this to Xanatos, do you?"
"Expect it, we do."
"Have you lost your compassion? You don't seem to realize how this will affect him. I'm begging you not to do this. Change your minds."
Yoda's ears turned down in disappointment. He had probably been expecting me to agree with this whole scheme. How could I? How could I do this to my padawan? I couldn't! "Change our minds, we will not. Best for everyone, this is."
"No, it's not. You didn't see them when they were first freed. You have no idea of what you're about to unleash. They deserve better than this. My padawan deserves better from you!"
"Calm yourself, master Jinn. Hysterics won't accomplish anything."
"Hysterics?" I'd repeated in disbelief. "You think this is hysterics? You're far off the mark. You will destroy my padawan, and yet you want to carry on with this. Is that not cause for concern?"
"It is not. Strong, your padawan learner is. Understand, he will."
I shook my head vehemently. "No, he won't. Xani will never understand this. Never."
"You will do as you are told. We have thought this through long and hard, and this is the only way it must be done."
"I'm begging you, please don't do this." I tried one last time, knowing it was a futile effort.
"You will tell him immediately, master Jinn."
And that had been that. I'd been dismissed, and I'd spent the last few hours trying to put a good face on the impossible. It was even harder than I'd ever imagined.
Xanatos came through the door of our quarters then, smiling in anticipation. His pale blue eyes sparkled. "What'd the Council say, master? Are we to go on a mission?"
I closed my eyes briefly. Why can't you do your own dirty work? "No, this wasn't about a mission. Sit down, please, Xanatos. I have to tell you something." I opened my eyes.
He looked puzzled, but sat down on the couch, staring at me expectantly. "What is it, master?"
I took a deep breath, trying for calm. He needed me to be the strong master very soon, and I couldn't fail him. "The Council was talking to the Galactic Prosecutor."
He looked confused. He wasn't expecting this. "Why?" he asked, frowning.
What to say? How to say it? I decided to just blurt it out; he'd appreciate it more in the end. "The Prosecutors have decided to drop all charges on Beyu, Farrar, Savador and his accomplices, Xanatos."
It's funny, I've always thought the old expression "world shattering" was too melodramatic, but I saw it happen to Xanatos at that moment. His face slowly paled, and the vibrant sparkle in his eyes dulled to a numbness I loathed. His hands shook as he tugged at his tunic.
"No." He said, his voice flat.
"It's true. The Council decided that they should be released, so that they could lead them to others who are doing..." I cleared my throat, uncomfortable with his fastidious tugging. "Well, you know."
"When?"
I bit my lip. "They're already free."
He closed his eyes. "They've left Coruscant already, I'm sure."
"Probably."
His lashes lifted. "Why?" he whispered.
"They-- they thought it would be the best for all of you. They could spare others in the future from enduring what you did. No more innocents would be harmed. They figured it would help everyone--" I licked my lips, the stupid words disgusting me.
"To hell with them!" he shouted, getting to his feet and walking away from me.
"Xanatos--"
He whirled back to face me. "How can they ever think that? Don't they know what they did to all of us? I told them every single, humiliating thing they did to me, master. Did it even matter, what happened to me?"
I stood up. "Xanatos, of course it does, it will always count. They just wanted to end this once and for all, and--"
"Don't you dare, don't you dare defend this to me, master," he hissed. "I see that they decided to let you tell me. They didn't even have the nerve to destroy me to my own damn face!"
"Xani--"
He looked away. "I lived with the constant hope that I would be rescued from that place. I prayed, I begged to be freed. You released me, but I'll never be free, will I? I thought I would be taken care of, that I would find support here. Instead, I find nothing." He laughed bitterly.
"Xanatos, don't. I'll always support you, you know that!"
His eyes were dead as they looked into mine. He reached out to touch my cheek, the gesture infinitely tender, a marked contrast from the pain that tightened his beautiful face. "Do I? Yes, maybe you do support me, master, but you can't stop them from hurting me, can you? They made you tell me, didn't they?"
I swallowed, saying nothing, but I knew he saw the answer on my face.
"You tried." His hand dropped down to his side again. "It's never enough, though, is it? I'm sure the troll encouraged this move with a great deal of zeal."
"Xanatos--" I began. He cut me off with an abrupt gesture of his hand.
"No." He looked at me again, and his eyes had a dreamy, lost quality to them. "Betrayal is like mist sometimes, master. It creeps upon you unexpectedly, yet you feel its presence dogging your footsteps as the cold seeps into your bones. I didn't expect this to happen when I got back to the Jedi. I really didn't."
"Xanatos--" I tried to touch him but he shied away, making for the door.
"No," he whispered, voice barely audible. His blue eyes changed once more, becoming bleak as they met mine. "You'll eventually betray me as well, Qui-Gon."
I shook my head. "No, Xani, no--"
"Yes, you will," he said with certainty. "It's just a matter of time." He turned and walked out of our quarters. I stared at the empty door for a long time, feeling very, very old.
My mind was blank as I strolled down the cavernous hallways. I knew where I was going. I knew where I was heading.
She answered the door, as I'd known she would.
Her gray eyes widened as they say me. "Xani?"
I said nothing, grabbing her by the waist, pulling her to me and kissing her with a thoroughness that left no room as to what my intentions where. She was flushed and quite breathless as she met my eyes. Hesitation was in the gray depths, as well as hope. I knew she needed the words.
"I need you." They betrayed me.
She understood. Taking my hand, she lead me to her bedroom.
I didn't see my master again until late the next day
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I did say earlier that Shi-Ara wasn't out of the picture yet. 
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Hussy!  Wonderfully written Padawan ! Guess this is the beginning of the end huh?  Obi was adorable which only makes it worse! 
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**takes all Council members and throws them off a cliff**
OF ALL THE DUMN STUPID ARGH!!!!!
JS this was a great chapter...But I am glad that this is a fic and not real for I swear i would be in jail right now!!!
ARGH!!!
More soon please??
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i'm on page eight right now--just started reading this a few days ago. after reading that post, nyeh! poor girl. the post of adira .. what can i say? i saw it coming .. you emphasized so much on her innocence, it did get me thinking .. *whiiine.* i liked her too. she was such a nice character. she got xani singing, too! (that scene brought me to tears, might i mind you.) it also goes to show xani that there is a way out of that terrible place he's in .. but i do hope he doesn't take that path!
you're doing a wonderful job--you capture everyone's emotions and reactions so well! it's as if these character are so reaaal.. *whiine.* i liked adira .. but i did see it coming -- i was probably in denial. qui better save all those poor kids soon ..
now excuse me while i finish reading this!
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yay, i'm all caught up! so xani is getting closer and closer to the dark side, isn't he? it's only a matter of time .. well, in one of your earlier posts, where xanatos walked by darew without giving him a second glance, i thought the poor kid (darew) would do something drastic--like adira, if that makes sense. because, i mean .. jeez. xanatos has so many people to comfort him, but this kid has no one, really--except for xanatos, who practically threw him away for a while. i'm glad he apologized to darew later on, though. i think, besides xanatos of course, darew seems to be my favorite character here. it's kind of funny how, during their slavery, that darew really depended on xanatos .. but when arriving on coruscant, he's completely alone but, surprisingly, not melancholy of the whole situation going on. so he has no one to lean on now, huh? well, at least xanatos made up with him.
lol, and i liked how shar got slightly jealous of darew. i don't like that girl much. but she seems to be a .. *cough* release *cough* .. for xanatos, eh? well, i wonder how long that'll last. and i can't believe the council let ferrar and company free! injustice!
update soon! (wow, this little review was longer than i expected .. )
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geez JS, you're getting about as bad as I am with updating stories now.
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need .. more .. soon .. *explodes.*
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Su! I just read this all! You can't just leave me hanging there!!! More!!!
Quite good this is.
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Finally i'm all caught up and i never thought i would be saying this, but poooooooooooooooooooooooooooor xani!!!
poooooooooooooooor quigon!!
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it's been a whole month .. puh-leeaase update .. ?:|
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Master: Hussy!  LMAO! Good one, master. And thank you.
PT: I'm glad the fic isn't real either. Or I'd be in serious trouble.
rundownstars:
you're doing a wonderful job--you capture everyone's emotions and reactions so well! it's as if these character are so reaaal.. *whiine.* i liked adira .. but i did see it coming -- i was probably in denial.
 *squeal* Yay, a new reader! Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. And thank you also for liking Adira
so xani is getting closer and closer to the dark side, isn't he?
Yes, he is.
well, in one of your earlier posts, where xanatos walked by darew without giving him a second glance, i thought the poor kid (darew) would do something drastic--like adira, if that makes sense. because, i mean .. jeez. xanatos has so many people to comfort him, but this kid has no one, really--except for xanatos, who practically threw him away for a while. i'm glad he apologized to darew later on, though. i think, besides xanatos of course, darew seems to be my favorite character here. it's kind of funny how, during their slavery, that darew really depended on xanatos .. but when arriving on coruscant, he's completely alone but, surprisingly, not melancholy of the whole situation going on. so he has no one to lean on now, huh? well, at least xanatos made up with him.
Oh, thank you for that! Great assesment of Darew, I'm very grateful. I'm terribly fond of Darew, and I'm so glad you caught that, it was exactly what I was going for.
i don't like that girl much. but she seems to be a .. *cough* release *cough* .. for xanatos, eh?
*snickers* You could say that. *snickers again*
(wow, this little review was longer than i expected .. )
Never apologize for that! Thank you.
DB: LOL! It's not through choice, unfortunately. DRL is torturing me right now.
Burkie: Thanks so much for reading this. And I can leave it anywhere I want to.
Kidding.
Jenny: Yes, poor both of them. It doesn't get better, as everyone knows.
Thank you so much for the reviews, everyone. It's been far too long for an update, but I really do apologize for that. Darth Real Life has been doing a horrible number on me, and I've had NO time whatsoever to write. The next chapter is important (okay, why lie, all the chapters since Xani's emotional break have been important ) [but really, this one is even more so] and it's going to be long. I'll try to update within the next two weeks. I know what needs to be done, I just need uninterrupted time, a hard thing these days.
Cross your fingers I get that time, and please be patient with me. I don't like neglecting my Starlight either.
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DB: LOL! It's not through choice, unfortunately. DRL is torturing me right now.
I'm sorry JS, but what does "DRL" stand for???
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uup!
and, Darth_Bog, i think DRL stands for 'darth real life.' heheh.
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