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Marna_Veign Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 9/22/07 12:50pm Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	The best thing I can suggest is to send a private message to Lightside_Apprentice and he'll help get you involved in a scenario. You could also wait until he posts again, but PM's go a bit faster. -----signature----- Kids sure grow fast. My first baby turns 7 in April. My second one turns 4 in May. And my new baby girl has her first birthday in August. How do they get so big so fast?
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 9/22/07 11:37pm Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	BLUE PROJECT TWO: Path of Darkness Airye/Nizzal Zeltros "Here's to good hunting," Nizzal said, offering Mara a wink. Nizzal turned her attention back to the ball, as she rolled it back up her arm, and then pulled her arms up close. She then grabbed a cloak, and cloaked both the ball and herself. She saw Mara staring at the ball, but before she could verbalize a questions, they were both called for their performance. They both moved to their their spots, when lights assaulted them and the cheers brought down the house. Airye postively glowed with happyness. Even as a Jedi, a tiny bit of her had missed this. The energy she felt from the audience was astounding. She was sure that 'Mom' was watching from someplace. She was going to make sure that she didnt dissapoint. Even if she couldnt do some of her more fancier moves, she had not porblems that she could still bring down the house. Airye giggled softly. She wondered if Luke and Calmand were going to be in the audience. She could imagine poor Calmand doing his best not to turn several shades of red. She tried NOT to think what Master Luke would think. Airye let Mara go first, as she sat down and began to meditate. She kept covered, under the cloak, only the bubble next to her. It seemed to all but purrr slightly, as its colors and hues dimmed. It knew it was to stay quiet, until the right moment... After a moment, Airye stood up, and walked over, watching Mara's performance carefully. She smiled, as she watched the woman move about. She did not drop her cloak, and Airye was quiet, smiling slightly as she waitied for her own moment within the dance. TAG:LSA -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. ... ...getting back to work...slowly...
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LightSide_Apprentice Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: May '01	Date Posted: 9/24/07 6:31am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna_Veign Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine It seemed a reasonable question and a fair one. Yet, despite its seriousness, the Inquisitor set loose an uncharacteristic display of emotion upon having heard it expressed. He laughed. But, it was not a human laugh. It was a fit of hissing so profound that it was almost disturbing to watch. Even more strangely, perhaps, the man who was not a man managed to regain his composure with ease. He continued as if nothing unusual had happened at all. His voice, smooth as it had been only moments prior, offered a response that could have been rehearsed. "You may stay if you please," he said simply. "A guard's life is an honest one, both noble and humble." The Inquisitor paused, as he folded his arms, seeming to consider his next response, or simply seeking to hold his tongue for dramatic effect. "I expect you to do what is in your best interests, or what you believe them to be, in any case." With a dismissive wave of his hand, he added, "The Force is not a currency that is used to barter for food and water. It is life!." Only this time, his pause was for more than dramatic effect alone. The Inquisitor remained deathly silent, his eyes narrowing. "It is a life that is greater than the one offered to you here, but it is not one that may exclude your chosen station. Should you wish it, I will remain here to instruct you until such time as you see fit to join or dismiss me as you may desire." With that, he offered a bow so deep it might have been sincere. When he finally rose, he turned slightly toward the boy who had accompanied him. Wordlessly, the young lad approached. But, the boy did not stop walking as he reached the Inquisitor. Instead, he moved directly toward Marna. "He will protect you," the boy said quietly, his words a whisper, as he stood at Marna's toes and arched his head backward so that he might gaze into her eyes. If the Inquisitor heard the soft tone, he certainly gave no indication of it. In fact, he seemed distracted by something else altogether. Without so much as a further word, he strode toward the doorway as if to leave on some mysteriously urgent matter. SAPPHIRE PROJECT ONE: Road to Freedom Hand_of_Chaos Coruscant Not for the first time since he took her under his wing, the Knight began to wonder if he was perhaps a poor protector. There was no doubt within his mind that he could guard Vale against physical threats, no matter the odds. Ruhtra even believed that he could act as a barricade against the onslaught of an entire army if it meant his doing so would serve to save the life of his charge. And yet, somewhere, somehow, he failed her. It seemed not to matter how much he tried, or sought to safeguard the young female from danger. Wherever they went, the two were met with pain and suffering of the worst kind. Vale had already been exposed to so much death and anguish it was little wonder she reverted to the carnal anger that boiled within her soul. She screamed in rage, directing her anger to all her surroundings. Everything, and nothing, simultaneously fell victim to her fury. There was a darkness pouring forth from her being so deep that it all but expressed itself as a visible thing. It seemed the shadows danced and lengthened throughout the area. Ruhtra watched as various items and pieces of junk were affected by the Zabrak's outburst. The dust and soil upon the ground swirled in a chaotic whirlwind only vaguely spinning around its channeler. Stray litter and other refuse were cast aside in a sudden blowing gust. But, most dangerous of all was the reaction displayed by the inhabitants of the Crimson Corridor while bearing witness to Vale's raw surge of unbridled hatred. Creatures of diverse shape, size, and form seemed united with scattered humanoids of varying species and ability as the residents of the bloodied street. They were united first in fear; so afraid were they of Vale's brooding anger. Yet once her rage was unleashed and her darkness set free upon her surroundings, those who had simply observed previously were rallied to act. They were growls at first, guttural, primitive sounds, building to a crescendo. Then, roars and howls of a most terrifying and startling nature erupted all at once to accompany Vale's own inhuman expression. There was so much anger aroused that Ruhtra felt a dark cloud pass over the Corridor. It seemed an eternity before the sounds died out. And, in their passing, the creatures who had expressed so clearly their guilt and sorrow, their shame and despair, an eerie silence was offered in tribute for Vale's healer and friend. It was the silence given to her, as much as they, in opportunity for further mourning before passion and vengeance took them completely over the edge and into the abyss. A gentle hand came to rest upon Vale's shoulder once her shuddering grew less violent. From that hand flowed a calm, peaceful assurance. "We will bide our time, little one," said the Knight. "Save your anger, my child. Save it so that it may be unleashed in full upon those who deserve it most." Ruhtra stepped away from the Zabrak to approach the broken healer. The Knight unbound the man and carried him in his arms. "First, the dead must be put to rest," he said quietly, his voice a whisper amongst the crying, and howling, of those who mourned. BLUE PROJECT TWO: Path of Darkness Ktala Zeltros Had she not known better, Mara might have believed herself to be positively abandoned by her partner in crime. Nizzal, the redhead noticed, had elected to allow the audience only one dancer to admire as their little show began. Having no better alternative at the ready the least Mara could think to do was arouse a sense of interest from the already howling patrons. She did her best to keep her focus off from Airye, who was cloaked and otherwise covered from sight. Airye seemed to enjoy lurking in the background, and Mara decided that the twi'lek was having more fun with it all than was reasonable. So, she decided that she would do the same. If her scantily clad body was not enough to draw the eyes of the crowd, the swaying of her hips, and the strutting of her athletic form certainly did the trick. Mara worked the crowd like a professional. She smiled sweetly, and crept toward the edge of the stage, where she leaned with her head forward, her ample breast all but tumbling out for effect. When she drew away with a sultry kiss into the air, she set loose a whistling of wolves from the male-dominated crowd. It seemed that the crowd rather liked her. Mara only hoped that they would behave long enough for Airye to join the show, and, then, with the Force on their side, for the guests of honour to arrive before all mayhem broke free. Prince_of_Kings, I am not sure that an expression of interest here can be fairly referred to as an interruption when it can just as easily be recognised as a contribution. We are, of course, flattered by your words. Moreover, I am pleased to see that you have picked up on the purpose of this particular thread for it is precisely as you say. At its heart this is a Role Playing Game designed to form the foundation of a wider, integrated fanfiction project. If you would like to join us, all you need to do is offer a show of how you'd like to be part of the adventure. If it is to role play, then as who, or what? At this stage we prefer stories set around or between the Star Wars films as the core, but I'm open to entertaining. Please PM me with any special requests on what you had in mind, if anything at all. -----signature----- Can we not, for just one moment, appreciate the simplicity, and timelessness, of two souls in love?
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 9/30/07 1:13am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	BLUE PROJECT TWO: Path of Darkness Airye/Nizzal Zeltros Airye watche Mara work the crowd, getting them going. She stayed cloaked, and still as she judge the crowd. If Mara's scantily clad body was not enough to draw the eyes of the crowd, the swaying of her hips, and the strutting of her athletic form certainly did the trick. Mara worked the crowd like a professional. She smiled sweetly, and crept toward the edge of the stage, where she leaned with her head forward, her ample breast all but tumbling out for effect. When she drew away with a sultry kiss into the air, she set loose a whistling of wolves from the male-dominated crowd. It seemed that the crowd rather liked her. Airye grinned. Time was now. She gave a slight nod off to the side, and then she began to strut out behind Mara, still cloaked and hidden. Her 'bubble' began to pulse slowly, as if in anticipation. When Mara began her crawl forward, Airye suddenly dropped her cloak, and thrust the bubble skywards... There was a brilliant pulse of colors, and a change of music.Airye seperated her hands slighlty, and let the bubble 'float' down her arms. The bubble fed from the crowd, and began to pulse in brillant hues and colors, in beat to the music, and Airye swayed to the music. Airye rolled the bubble around her body slowly, letting it look as if it would fly away from her fingertips, only to be brought back at last moment by her. She wrapped her body around it, as much as the ball seemed to wrap around her. She dropped to the ground in a slow slithering motion, and did a crawl foward along the floor, then dropped to her back in a slow roll. She transfered the bubble from her hands to her legs as she did, always keeping control of the pulsing lights. Airye's eyes twinkled in the lights, as she let herself go for the dance. When she reached the end of her roll, she gave a small kick, sending the ball upwards, as she rose to catch it once more, this time using her lekku. Standing once more, she called the bubble to her, holding it high once more, and this time she began to spin. She held the bubble up on her fingertips, giving the illusion that it hovered just slightly over her head, as she spun, the music and its pulses picking it once more. She did a sudden stop then, and with several body rolls made her way to Mara. She gave a wink, and held out the bubble to her partner. If Mara was to touch the all, she would find it warm and pusling slightly. She now began to pose with Mara, letting the bubble glide effortllessly between the two of them, around the arms and legs and hips, and they both moved now. If Mara moved away, then she danced with the bubble, like it was ... Vransha. She had a name for her dancer now. She did a careful and slow backbend, and rose back up gently, as she whirled herself close to Mara now, for the end of the music. She almost didnt care of the mystery person showed or not. This had been a much needed release, and she felt wonderful, pouring her energies into the dance. Even the globe seemed to appreciate it Side to side, their music came to an end, it it was now time to hear the judgement of the crowds in front of them. TAG:LSA -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. ... ...getting back to work...slowly...
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Hand_of_Chaos Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 9/30/07 9:00pm Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	SAPPHIRE PROJECT ONE: Road to Freedom Vale - Coruscant If Vale noticed the accompanyment that heralded her own scream, she gave no notice to it. So deep was her passion and rage at the unjustice that she saw before her, she could have cared less for what lay around her...unless it was the one who had caused it to pass. A gentle hand came to rest upon Vale's shoulder once her shuddering grew less violent. From that hand flowed a calm, peaceful assurance. "We will bide our time, little one," said the Knight. "Save your anger, my child. Save it so that it may be unleashed in full upon those who deserve it most." Vale pulled back, away from the calm touch. She didnt WANT to save her anger. She wanted it to rage, to pour forth, and spend itself, until there was nothing left. Ruhtra stepped away from the Zabrak to approach the broken healer. Vale's eyes watered, but she did not cry. The Knight unbound the man and carried him in his arms. "First, the dead must be put to rest," he said quietly, his voice a whisper amongst the crying, and howling, of those who mourned. Only then did Vale notice the other sounds. With him holding the healer, she nodded mutely. Yes, the healer deserved a burial. A NICE one. She drew herself up tightly, yanking the boyish had she had been wearing down on her head so tightly that she threated to rip in on her horns. She turned away, her anger still palatible. She thought she could never hate as much as she did right now. With the exception of Ruhtra, everyone in her life who had been nice to her, or showed her kindness was dead. And they had hurt Ruhtra. She almost felt as much responsible for it as those who had actually killed them. And her own hate and fury knew no bounds. She reached and pulled her cloak tightly around her body. She HATED. And she wanted to wish more pain of those who had does this more anything at the direct moment. She didnt want to calm down. She followed Ruhtra, but as she did, she searched the area, this time for something else. She searched for anything, the smallest trace of those who had caused the healers death. Any scent she found, she saved it to memory. The sensations, and feelings of those who reveled in his death. Her eyes, bright red now, drew into mere slits, as she allowed her anger and hatred to grow. She would be ready, once they finally met the persons responsible. Vale stayed silent the entire way as she followed Ruhtra. She wondered where he was going to bury the nice healer. She wondered did he have any friends or family. The thoughts sent her anger even deeper, as she moved quietly behind Ruhtra. She moved her dagger from her boot, to her hip, as she walked, brooding dark thoughts as they moved along the corridor. TAG:LightSide_Apprentice
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Marna_Veign Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 10/1/07 8:53am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna Veign, Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine The Inquisitor set loose an uncharacteristic display of emotion upon having heard it expressed. He laughed. But, it was not a human laugh. It was a fit of hissing so profound that it was almost disturbing to watch. The laughter made Marna wonder about the sanity of this man who stood before her. Then, as suddenly as it began, the laughter stopped as though it never happened. The Inquisitor's voice, smooth as it had been only moments prior, offered a response that could have been rehearsed. "You may stay if you please," he said simply. "A guard's life is an honest one, both noble and humble." The Inquisitor paused, as he folded his arms, seeming to consider his next response, or simply seeking to hold his tongue for dramatic effect. "I expect you to do what is in your best interests, or what you believe them to be, in any case." With a dismissive wave of his hand, he added, "The Force is not a currency that is used to barter for food and water. It is life!." Only this time, his pause was for more than dramatic effect alone. The Inquisitor remained deathly silent, his eyes narrowing. "It is a life that is greater than the one offered to you here, but it is not one that may exclude your chosen station. Should you wish it, I will remain here to instruct you until such time as you see fit to join or dismiss me as you may desire." With that, he offered a bow so deep it might have been sincere. When he finally rose, he turned slightly toward the boy who had accompanied him. Wordlessly, the young lad approached. But, the boy did not stop walking as he reached the Inquisitor. Instead, he moved directly toward Marna. "He will protect you," the boy said quietly, his words a whisper, as he stood at Marna's toes and arched his head backward so that he might gaze into her eyes. If the Inquisitor heard the soft tone, he certainly gave no indication of it. In fact, he seemed distracted by something else altogether. Without so much as a further word, he strode toward the doorway as if to leave on some mysteriously urgent matter. Marna looked at the boy, curious. When she spoke, her voice was gentle. "Protect me? From what? Have you been threatened by anyone or found yourself in any danger, young one?" She was genuinely concerned about the boy, and felt she may get more clear answers from him. tag - LS_A -----signature----- Kids sure grow fast. My first baby turns 7 in April. My second one turns 4 in May. And my new baby girl has her first birthday in August. How do they get so big so fast?
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LightSide_Apprentice Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: May '01	Date Posted: 10/8/07 4:07am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna_Veign Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine Marna looked at the boy, curious. When she spoke, her voice was gentle. "Protect me? From what? Have you been threatened by anyone or found yourself in any danger, young one?" She was genuinely concerned about the boy, and felt she may get more clear answers from him. "He saved me," said the boy, turning back to glimpse the Inquisitor's fading form. Saddened, the boy looked back up at Marna. "I was lonely before," he continued, a little hesitantly. "On Coruscant ... with the others. They wanted to take me away--one of them tried to hurt me!" The boy's tone was suddenly spirited despite his unfamiliar surroundings. As he gazed into Marna's eyes, however, his courage faltered. "He came and protected me before they could get me," the young man said, forcing himself to continue. "I think they will come for you, too. They will get you like they tried to get me!" As he said the words, his fear became only too apparent. Without his guardian beside him, the boy was fragile and afraid, and wanting of someone to watch over him. Of the Inquisitor there was no longer any sign. SAPPHIRE PROJECT ONE: Road to Freedom Hand_of_Chaos Coruscant Dark and dirty as the streets were it seemed Ruhtra would never find a place fit for the burial of so kind-hearted a being. The Knight did not waver in his conviction, however, as he walked through the shadowy underbelly of Coruscant. After a time he came to pause. A quick glance about him revealed that many of the strange mourners had followed him and Vale. His mind presently more concerned with his environment than the people within it, the armoured figure took account of his surroundings. He walked out from the streets and into a wide, overgrown yet curiously rich, garden. He proceeded down a moss-covered path through to an empty patch of soft ground. There, he knelt and lowered the deceased to the ground. Ruhtra drew his sword, and, in a matter of moments, dug a rough hole in the ground reminiscent of a grave. It was into that bed of soil that he placed the healer's lifeless form. "You have aided many, we being among them," the Knight said slowly. "Echoes of your deeds shall carry through the currents of eternity and guide us all toward a path that is both humble and honourable. May the Force be with you, Gifted Healer." He allowed a few lingering moments of mourning before he finally covered the hole with soil. Then, he glanced to Vale. "Let us now take justice to those who have committed so terrible a crime." All warmth and calm seemed to have left him with the healer's being buried. What remained was an armoured shell so strong and fiercely determined that even a crashing skycar could not hope to brush his iron will aside. BLUE PROJECT TWO: Path of Darkness Ktala Zeltros It was no overstatement to describe the crowd as utterly enthralled by the female pair. The two had danced as professional entertainers, their movements graceful, and their expressions almost hypnotic in their extraordinary allure. Added to that magnificent display was a show of lights not seen within the establishment for generations. By the time it was all over with Mara almost forgot about their reason for such a performance. She had been so caught up with the strange, warm ball Nizzal had brought along that she might have missed the signs if she had not cast her gaze toward a particularly loud onlooker. That man was no more unusual than any of the others except in that he was more vocal than those around him. Yet the being who caught Mara's interest was not a man at all. She saw a young woman through the crowd, not too far from the howling man. The woman was slight of build, her lips were the shape of a beautiful, budding flower, and her eyes were filled with keen delight at the sight of the performance. Approaching the woman, from opposite ends of the room, were two strangers clad in over-sized robes. Mara felt the dark side of the Force stirring between the two and sent a mental warning to Nizzal. We have company, the redhead thought out, knowing that Nizzal would gain the general sense of the message. Then, she glanced back toward the roaring crowd only to see a third, similarly garbed woman whispering into the ear of the young flower. It was time for another performance altogether. Mara glanced from the targeted girl to Nizzal and expressed a wicked smile. She just hoped the flower could dance confidently in the face of such a passionate audience. -----signature----- Can we not, for just one moment, appreciate the simplicity, and timelessness, of two souls in love?
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Marna_Veign Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 10/9/07 7:33am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna Veign Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine Marna looked at the boy, curious. When she spoke, her voice was gentle. "Protect me? From what? Have you been threatened by anyone or found yourself in any danger, young one?" She was genuinely concerned about the boy, and felt she may get more clear answers from him. "He saved me," said the boy, turning back to glimpse the Inquisitor's fading form. Saddened, the boy looked back up at Marna. "I was lonely before," he continued, a little hesitantly. "On Coruscant ... with the others. They wanted to take me away--one of them tried to hurt me!" The boy's tone was suddenly spirited despite his unfamiliar surroundings. As he gazed into Marna's eyes, however, his courage faltered. "He came and protected me before they could get me," the young man said, forcing himself to continue. "I think they will come for you, too. They will get you like they tried to get me!" As he said the words, his fear became only too apparent. Without his guardian beside him, the boy was fragile and afraid, and wanting of someone to watch over him. Marna noticed the Inquisitor was no longer around and she felt more open to talk with the boy. "Who are 'they'?" she asked the boy. "Can you tell me that? Do you know who they were?" In her mind, she was wondering if Jedi hunters had found the boy and the man saved him from them. Or if the man had just made it appear to be so for the boy. tag: LS_A -----signature----- Kids sure grow fast. My first baby turns 7 in April. My second one turns 4 in May. And my new baby girl has her first birthday in August. How do they get so big so fast?
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 10/14/07 12:28am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	BLUE PROJECT TWO: Path of Darkness Airye/Nizzal Zeltros Airye gave a sly smile. It was no overstatement to describe the crowd as utterly enthralled by the female pair. Airye was enjoying the moment, as she and Mara gave a performence, surly to be talked about for quite a long time. And then, there was one man, who loud bosterious voice, made her take note of him. Those were dangerious sometime...she would keep an eye on him. Then, Nizzal caught the mental signal from Mara, and she looked, not at the man, but those who stood nearby. A beautiful woman, small but had the body of a promising danger. It was her eyes that Nizzal noticed. Then she noticed the others. The dark side stirred slightly, and she now understood Mara's warning. All this happened in the flicker of an eyelid, and during the time, Airye did not let her performance falter. As she spun around, danging with the globe, she saw Mara glanced from the targeted girl to Nizzal and expressed a wicked smile. Oooh! Nizzal echoed her own smile at the invitation. Airye slithered slowly, and then dropped to a low stance, as she stood on one foot, as she gently and delicately, held the ball out slightly towards the girl. She then drew the ball back in slowly, as she made a gesture, offering her a place to dance once more. The ball pulsed in gently in soft pastel colors as Airye slowly drew herself back up, and then gave a playful expression as she deliberately ignored the cloaked figure, giving all of her attention to the girl. The balls gentle stobes calling the girls attention away from the one who was whispering in her ear. Such was one of the natural powers of her glowing orb. It was a great for drawing attention, in more ways than one. Nizzal gave a soft laugh, as she continued to twirl, and then slowly began to move back just a bit, to see if the girl would join them. Tag:LSA -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. ... ...getting back to work...slowly...
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Hand_of_Chaos Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 10/14/07 12:33am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped - Date Edited: 10/14/07 12:38am (2 edits total) Edited By: Hand_of_Chaos
	SAPPHIRE PROJECT ONE: Road to Freedom Vale - Coruscant Vale followed behind Ruhtra, silent, as her anger flared deep within her. It seemed Ruhtra would never find a place fit for the burial of the nice healer. Other thoughts came to mind. Of her own destroyed family. It was a bitter memory, which made her withdraw even more as she followed the Knight, wondering what it was he was looking for. As she followed him, she glanced behind her. Many of the strange mourners had followed him and Vale. She turned back around, refusing to look at them. Had they done something, he might still be alive. She almost wished that one would attack, as it would be a fitting way to let out what she felt. But she kept silent as she wondered the streets, searching for something. She wa not going to ask Ruhtra, so she simply walked. He walked out from the streets and into a wide, overgrown yet curiously rich, garden. He proceeded down a moss-covered path through to an empty patch of soft ground. There, he knelt and lowered the deceased to the ground. Vale was curious as to in such a place, how in the world a garden came to be. It was probably his. As Ruhtra drew his sword, and began to dig, she wondered the garden, looking about. Not wanting to watch. She finally forced herself to be still, turning around to watch, when he placed the healer's lifeless form into the grave. "You have aided many, we being among them," the Knight said slowly. "Echoes of your deeds shall carry through the currents of eternity and guide us all toward a path that is both humble and honourable. May the Force be with you, Gifted Healer." He allowed a few lingering moments of mourning before he finally covered the hole with soil. Vale stood perfectly still, trying not to shift about. Ruhtra glanced to Vale. "Let us now take justice to those who have committed so terrible a crime." Finally, words that Vale wanted to hear. She could not care of the one who had followed. She only now wanted to find a trail to those who had done the horrible deed. She wanted to get the smell of blood out of her mind. Too much anger and pain, bringing forth memories she did not want to have right now. She only wanted vengence. Vengence for so many wrongs, she had lost count of them all. She slowly flexed her fingers, wanting so deperately to tear something apart. To punch and scream and beat it, until there was nothing left. She would save it, for when they finally caught the others. For now, she simply squated low, and waited to see what direction Ruhtra would take. But if she could eek out a trail, he might have a hard time keeping up. TAG:LightSide_Apprentice
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Marna_Veign Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 11/7/07 5:44am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	OOC: Trying to patiently wait for an update. -----signature----- Kids sure grow fast. My first baby turns 7 in April. My second one turns 4 in May. And my new baby girl has her first birthday in August. How do they get so big so fast?
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LightSide_Apprentice Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: May '01	Date Posted: 11/9/07 8:09pm Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped - Date Edited: 11/9/07 8:28pm (1 edits total) Edited By: LightSide_Apprentice
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna_Veign Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine "Who are 'they'?" she asked the boy. "Can you tell me that? Do you know who they were?" "They tried to take me," responded the boy, shrugging awkwardly as the words left him. He was not sure that he had an answer to Marna's questions. All he knew was that he had been in danger, even before they all visited him. "He was with them," the boy continued, seeking to clarify himself. "But, they are not the same. The others were bad ones. They look for the ones who are special, and then take them away..." His words trailed off and his eyes wandered. Since that fateful day on Coruscant not more than a week had passed and yet he had never been alone or separated from his guardian in that time. Until now. As Marna was left to ponder the boy's words, she was no closer to a definitive conclusion. It certainly seemed like the boy was safe, but for how long? Was his security simply a temporary measure? There really was no easy way for her to know. To make matters worse, she had a sinking feeling that there was a very real danger lurking near. She sensed trouble. SAPPHIRE PROJECT ONE: Road to Freedom Hand_of_Chaos Coruscant Not more than an hour passed before the two returned to the scene of the crime. Ruhtra considered launching an investigation into the whereabouts of those who had caused them so much grief, though he knew there was little he could discover that would bring him immediate results. The Knight needed to find answers with every ounce of haste he could summon to aid him. His decision to return to the bloodied street was a simple one. There was no better place to begin their search than the beginning. Dried blood stained the street wall where the healer had hung not so long ago. The ground, likewise, was tainted with the signs of tortured death. It was not at all a pleasant sight to witness and Ruhtra knew that Vale should not have to be exposed to such things, not least of all because she was so young. He stood close to her as he looked for clues and bent low to the ground. Some of the stray beings, humanoid and otherwise, had followed them from the burial site. The Knight could sense them all. Others of their like crept out from the shadows, though many more hid even further within them, as Ruhtra finally stood. He cast his gaze across the street. "Perhaps it is time we returned to the upper levels to ask some questions," he commented, his tone low. Yet he made no move to depart. Instead, he looked away from Vale, and back to the bloodied wall. When he returned his eyes to meet the Zabrak's it was not without a thought that perhaps she saw or sensed something that he could not. BLUE PROJECT TWO: Path of Darkness Ktala Zeltros Gentle strobes of light all but lifted the young woman from the crowd and carried her onto the stage in eagerness. Some of the onlookers could hardly believe their sight. The glowing orb danced in an amazing kaleidoscope of colours and tones. Its effect upon most was to daze them, but for the girl it was an effect of undeniable allure. She heard no more from the whispers of promise at her side. Ignoring the crowd and her would-be benefactors, she walked toward the stage and climbed up the stairs to join the two in performance. Her body tingled with warmth as the redheaded female danced around her, and touched her gently. It seemed that the glowing ball was floating around her with the second female. Though alien, the girl felt that the Twi'lek was every bit as attractive as the redhead. She felt more comfortable with them on the stage, with patrons presently screaming louder than ever before, than she could recall having been in all the years of her life. By the time it was over, as she was sitting within the dressing room, it felt to her that she had just been aroused from a pleasant dream. She cast her gaze about her to look upon Mara and Airye, both of which appeared breathtaking in their beauty and poise. They were kind in their manner, gentle and graceful. The young woman did not want to leave them. Mara exchanged a small smile with her partner. "I think we need to have a little talk," she said to the girl. "We would very much enjoy the opportunity to assist you." -----signature----- Can we not, for just one moment, appreciate the simplicity, and timelessness, of two souls in love?
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Marna_Veign Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 11/10/07 9:03am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna Veign - Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine "Who are 'they'?" Marna asked the boy. "Can you tell me that? Do you know who they were?" "They tried to take me," responded the boy, shrugging awkwardly as the words left him. "He was with them, but, they are not the same. The others were bad ones. They look for the ones who are special, and then take them away..." His words trailed off and his eyes wandered. Marna felt that the boy was nervous without the man. She pondered the boy's words, no closer to a definitive conclusion. It certainly seemed like the boy was safe, but for how long? Was his security simply a temporary measure? There really was no easy way for her to know. Then, there was the feeling that danger was near. Marna was begining to feel like she should accept the offer, if only to watch over the boy. Perhaps that would lead her into the danger that she felt nearby. But if there was any threat to her, which, she admitted, has been following her since of the Jedi purge, she did not want to put Queen Chantell in danger. The last time she'd been here at Madrine, the entire royal family was nearly wiped out. She did not want that to happen. Not on her account. She looked at the boy. "Would you like me to be with you, to help make sure you are safe from harm?" she asked him. tag - LSA -----signature----- Kids sure grow fast. My first baby turns 7 in April. My second one turns 4 in May. And my new baby girl has her first birthday in August. How do they get so big so fast?
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LightSide_Apprentice Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: May '01	Date Posted: 11/24/07 4:40pm Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna_Veign Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine The boy watched Marna curiously. He was afraid, but something about the woman told him that she was safe--that he could trust her. "Would you like me to be with you, to help make sure you are safe from harm?" she asked him. He was not sure what to say. So, he gave no definitive answer when he admitted, "I don't know." Meanwhile ... Five men approached the Royal Palace, one dressed in black and the others attired in grey. They were representatives of the Galactic Empire. The foremost stood at the back of the procession as the others moved toward the guards stationed at the Palace steps. They displayed identification cards at the steps, indicating their affiliation with the Galactic Empire. "We must speak to the controlling influences of your world," said the one in black. Those beside him fanned out to flank him, two on either side. Cooperation was expected. After all, a small Imperial strike force was soon due to drop out from hyperspace near enough to the planet to be detected. There would be little need to coerce the people directly. The implication of threat, the black-clad figure reasoned, was often enough to garner the same response as the common, crude approach. -----signature----- Can we not, for just one moment, appreciate the simplicity, and timelessness, of two souls in love?
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Marna_Veign Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 11/27/07 9:00am Subject: RE: Balance of Power: Revisited and Revamped
	GREEN PROJECT II: Servants of Order and Imperial Law Marna Veign - Dueling Room, Cavalet, Madrine The boy watched Marna curiously. He was afraid, but something about the woman told him that she was safe--that he could trust her. "Would you like me to be with you, to help make sure you are safe from harm?" she asked him. He was not sure what to say. So, he gave no definitive answer when he admitted, "I don't know." Marna smiled at the boy. "I'll take that as a yes, then." Marna went to put away the sword she still held. "By the way, what's you're name, boy?" she asked him. Meanwhile ... Five men approached the Royal Palace, one dressed in black and the others attired in grey. They were representatives of the Galactic Empire. The foremost stood at the back of the procession as the others moved toward the guards stationed at the Palace steps. They displayed identification cards at the steps, indicating their affiliation with the Galactic Empire. "We must speak to the controlling influences of your world," said the one in black. Those beside him fanned out to flank him, two on either side. The guards at the gate looked at the identification. One of them, the one in charge of the group, looked at the one in black. "One moment please." he said, going into a small guard post. Inside, he contacted Avin Smyth. "Captain Smyth, we've got some men from the Galactic Empire requesting to see King Janick and Queen Chantell." the guard stated. "Thank you. Alert Their Majesties. I will meet them in the Throne Room." came the reply. The guard aknowledged and made contact with the royalty. He came back out. "Follow me." he told the Imperials. "King Janick and Queen Scathia will see you." He started leading the five toward the Throne Room. tag - LS_A -----signature----- Kids sure grow fast. My first baby turns 7 in April. My second one turns 4 in May. And my new baby girl has her first birthday in August. How do they get so big so fast?
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