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Happy_Hobbit_Padawan Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 5/15/04 10:35pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED May 13!)~})
	I believe we've got just two more posts to repost and then new stuff. As I'm fairly certain this post was mine (I'm too young to be losing my memory! ) I'll get to responding to replies tommorrow. -----signature----- Belaé, Handmaiden of the Crest Get jiggly with it at Jello Anarchy.
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In_Luv_wit_kenobi Registered: Dec '03	Date Posted: 5/26/04 2:28pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED May 13!)~})
	hey. just dropped in here to catch up but it seems everybody's gone! what happened to HHP's responding to replies tommorow? oh, hhp that tommorow was like 11 days ago!!!!!!... can we please have more? i'm dying to know who 'SHE' is. -----signature----- He attacked everything in life with a mix of extrordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.
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Happy_Hobbit_Padawan Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 5/26/04 3:00pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED May 13!)~})
	Oops. Here are those replies! PK: Glad you liked both. kayladie: Thank you. I have no idea who this 'she' is... Care to give any hints? Muwhahaha that shall remain the authors’ secret ... for now . LOL @ Obi’s head being a ride at the circus. Again, I'm showing my ignorance about pre-OT Obi-Wan, but how was he responsible for the death of Tahl in his own universe? I assume it must have been an accident of some kind? I’ll need to check my notes to make sure I’m correct, but I think in the Jedi Apprentice books, Obi-Wan got stuck in a rock slide and Qui-Gon had to stay behind to help him instead of going to help Tahl. Obi-Wan feels some guilt about that. Glad you’re enjoying the relationships we’re building between Obi and Xan. And thank you again. Kynstar: Thanks. I’m glad you found it funny. I’m always a bit uncertain when I’m writing humor. And this Tatooine business, umm now this could prove interesting. You could say that. RosyRed: Thank you. So he loved a girl, hm, I wonder who. I wonder that myself. oba never tells me anything. In_luv: what happened to HHP's responding to replies tommorow? oh, hhp that tommorow was like 11 days ago!!!!!! I am so sorry. I hadn’t forgotten about the replies ... well, yes I had. Been busy lately. Thank you all for being patient. -----signature----- Belaé, Handmaiden of the Crest Get jiggly with it at Jello Anarchy.
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/2/04 11:20pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED May 13!)~})
	Finally updating. Day before my final. Hmm. And yes, HHP and I are working on future posts, but we're both rather busy - me with school, HHP with computer problems. Wish us luck. I'm hoping crossing fingers that TWE is done by the end of the summer. How's that sound, HHP? ~~~ Looking rather out of breath and his eyes flicking from point to point nervously, Anakin said eloquently, “What?” Not waiting for a reply, he continued. “I heard Yoda –“ Xanatos waved a hand dismissively. “Already taken care of.” So to speak, he thought. Obi-Wan seemed fine, but he also seemed eager to avoid conflict. Ironically, that made Xanatos feel even more protective, and he rather suspected the same of Qui-Gon. Xanatos was less than pleased with what Yoda had done, and Obi-Wan’s reaction disturbed him, but that could wait for another time. Anakin drew back, looking rather surprised. “What happened?” And then added curiously, a look lighting in his eyes that Xanatos knew meant Anakin had guessed there was a good story, “And what happened to your hair? It looks all –“ “A little of this, a little of that,” Xanatos cut him off, evasively. Smiling expansively, he put an arm around Anakin’s shoulders, walking him away from his apartment. Anakin permitted it, beginning to appear more nervous for himself than Obi-Wan. “So,” Xanatos said brightly, “I hear you did tours, Anakin.” Anakin stopped walking abruptly, merely confirming with his reaction what Obi-Wan had said. Xanatos went further another step, letting his arm fall and turning on his heel to face the young Padawan. “Eh . . .” Anakin said intelligently, clearly scrambling. “I didn’t mean it,” he blurted, and winced. Xanatos raised an eyebrow. “The opportunity fell into my lap,” Anakin continued, eyeing Xanatos, clearly trying to judge his chances of squirming out of the situation. “Um . . . come on, Xanatos!” Xanatos raised the other eyebrow. “They’re girls!” “Keep digging yourself in deeper.” Xanatos gave him an amused, but dark, look. Anakin sighed, closing his eyes briefly. “Fine, then. Give it to me.” “Give you what?” Xanatos asked with false curiosity, as he knew full well what Anakin was talking about. He folded his arms casually, and leaned his weight on one foot, body held to the side. The body language for total disinterest. “Whatever Sithly scheme you’ve got cooked up,” Anakin replied calmly, even knowingly. “You wouldn’t have confronted me if you didn’t have one.” “I wouldn’t have confronted you if you hadn’t blabbed to Obi-Wan,” Xanatos pointed out. “Why, that –“ Anakin started, eyes narrowing. Xanatos continued talking right over him. “In fact, I believe this is another opportunity for you, Anakin,” he said, stroking his chin thoughtfully in a conscious imitation of Qui-Gon, brows lowering, looking into Anakin’s intense, yet nervous blue eyes. Anakin seemed to unconsciously react, wilting a bit. The boy respected Qui-Gon as an elder more than he did Xanatos, despite the fact Qui-Gon probably knew the boy better. Xanatos had visited Ani frequently, but hadn’t lived there, after all. “Oh?” Anakin said uneasily. Xanatos nodded wisely. “Indeed. To be an adult; to keep childish things where they belong.” “Childish things?” Anakin asked, looking even more ill at ease. “Your holos,” Xanatos clarified. He didn’t stop at Anakin’s look of horror, continuing on, unable to keep the glee out of his voice. “You, my young friend, are going to give all those young ladies their money back. And you know how you’re going to get that money?” He paused, significantly, but Anakin just kept staring at him. “You’re going to sell all of your holodramas, all of your posters, everything you used that money for in the first place.” Anakin took a deep breath. “That’s evil,” he said lowly. “But you’ll do it,” Xanatos said firmly. “I think it’s a just punishment, especially given my Corellian Reserve.” Another brief flash of horror. “Oh, Sithspit.” “Yeah, that Corellian Reserve,” Xanatos confirmed, giving Anakin a look of admonishment. The Padawan guiltily dropped his gaze. “I’m sure if you cooperate,” Xanatos added, dropping his final manipulation/threat, “Yoda won’t have to find out that you drugged Qui-Gon.” “Qui-Gon?” Anakin squeaked, eyebrows nearly meeting his hairline, suddenly meeting Xanatos’ eyes again. Xanatos almost felt sorry for the boy. Then he remembered the hair comment. “Now go,” Xanatos said with a shooing motion and a razor sharp smirk. Anakin reluctantly began to back away, with an expression of defeat. At least the kid knew when he was beaten. Anakin turned, and silently began plodding to his quarters. As Xanatos was about to turn back to his quarters, Anakin’s voice stopped him. “So what did happen with Yoda?” Xanatos shook his head. “I’ll tell you another time.” Anakin nodded, expression more serious. The childish delight, mischief, and horror was gone from his face as if it had never been, and Xanatos was suddenly reminded that Anakin was an adult, though one capable of indulging in certain pastimes as a teenager would. Feeling a sudden rush of fondness, before Anakin could start walking away again, Xanatos spoke. “Besides . . . I’m sure Padmé will thank me,” he said with a smile. He couldn’t say he entirely approved of the relationship that was evidently developing – even if what Obi-Wan said was true, there were other things to consider – but he felt that it would move forward regardless of his disapproval or approval. Anakin looked startled, and then flashed him a grin as he walked at a faster pace. Xanatos shook his head to himself, and slapped his hand on the door panel to his apartment, where Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan waited. He patted his hair, wondering whether it was very obvious that a bit had been yanked. ~~~ Padmé sighed softly, nearly inaudibly, as she settled into her seat, her long skirt settling a few moments after, with the light, ivory fabric seeming to float around her. The effect was deliberate, though she doubted such things would affect any Jedi’s initial preconception of her or their reasoning. Well . . . maybe Anakin’s, she thought with a mental smile. Her office was, as all Senatorial offices were, within the massive Senate building. It was similar to all the other offices, though hers had a few holo-images of her family, and was decorated in a muted, soothing yellow. Hers had a startling view over the Coruscanti gardens. It was late morning, and the light seemed to be almost softened by the transition from morning to noon, giving the impression of ambient light. The doors of her office opened with near silence; Padmé had told the maintenance crew to leave the slight swooshing sound, so she would know when someone entered. She stood, smiling, as Master Yoda and Master Windu entered. “It is a pleasure to see you both again,” she said warmly, and she meant it. She respected the Jedi, for all that they were currently in disagreement. “Even under these unfortunate circumstances.” Master Windu bowed slightly and Master Yoda moved forward, speaking. “A pleasure, Senator,” he said in his gravelly voice. Padmé sat down again, and Windu and Yoda took the other chairs. “We believe the issue you are concerned with may have been solved, Senator,” Windu began. “Oh? You have new information on the matter?” Windu nodded. “Yes. We have become aware that the citizens of Tatooine have begun to organize. A significant portion, in fact – the sixty percent required by Republic law to admit a planet to the Republic.” Padmé was taken aback. “Even if that is the case, it does not solve the problem of the legality of the Republic personally overseeing a planet’s political and governmental system.” “Humph,” Yoda said, tapping the ground with his stick. Padmé turned to look at him questioningly. “If organize Tatooine’s citizens do, mere help they may need, instead of complete oversight,” the wizened Jedi Master said. “Provide that help, the Jedi may. Instead of the Republic.” Padmé’s eyes narrowed. She sensed something was going on here, even she wasn’t quite sure what. “You seem remarkably certain of all of this, Master Jedi.” Windu stroked his chin, and said casually, “A certain individual of unusual mind may have helped matters along.” He straightened, and added, “Despite the heavy criminal elements of Tatooine, the moisture farmers and other outlying business and communities outnumber them. They are merely far more spread than the criminal areas.” “Yet, there is still concern,” Padmé insisted, after recovering from Windu’s basic implication that they had sent a Jedi to speed matters along, maybe even organize a good portion of them. She remembered Anakin telling her that outside the Republic, there was no law, and Jedi could act more freely, as they were merely private citizens at that point. “What will happen to those criminal elements if Tatooine joins the Republic?” She shook her head. “They will not simply leave if Tatooine does join the Republic.” “Powerful the citizens will be, if band together they do.” Padmé leaned back and folded her hands. “You seem very confident of their abilities. I need more reassurance than that if I am to support this action.” She raised an eyebrow, and met Windu’s eyes, then Yoda’s. “In fact, it has not yet been confirmed that Tatooine’s citizenry are organized enough to hold such a vote, nor that they even have the capability of holding one with such resistance from certain elements of their society.” “What kind of assurance would you need, Senator?” Windu asked at last, as Yoda frowned deeply. “Send a Jedi team we will, if have your support we do,” Yoda said before Padmé could answer. Windu glanced at Yoda, but Padmé could detect nothing in his gaze as he looked at the older Jedi Master. “But remain unknown, it must. Lawless the outskirts may be, but consequences there are for our actions.” Padmé nodded, taking a deep breath. “I understand, Master Yoda.” She paused, going through everything one more time in her head. “You have my support.” “Thank you, Senator,” Windu said, expression as impassive as always. “We believe this will stop a major criminal layover.” Padmé smiled slightly. “Yes, I know.” “Important, it is,” Yoda said, tilting his chin upward and narrowing his eyes in thought. “Especially with you and young Skywalker.” Padmé couldn’t quite keep the surprise off of her face – but then, she noted, neither could Mace Windu. Instead of really answering, she bowed her head. She hadn’t the slightest clue what to say. What did that mean, exactly? Her mind flashed back to her and Obi-Wan’s conversation about destiny, about her and Anakin. “Humph,” Yoda said again. Padmé rose, a hint which both Jedi took. They rose as well. “Thank you for your time,” she said. Windu nodded, but Yoda merely gave her a speculative look, and continued to do so as both Jedi left. As soon as the doors shut, Padmé fell back into her seat, wondering what in the galaxy Yoda knew about her and Anakin. And what it all meant. ~~~ “Do you feel that was wise, Master Yoda?” Mace asked as they left the Senate building. Their pace was slow, and high above them, speeders flew by and spaceships landed. The gray courtyards were full of people, but they mostly ignored the two Jedi, as Jedi were a common sight in the Senate. “Telling Senator Amidala that one of our own was involved in organizing the citizenry?” “Feel I do that keep it quiet, the Senator will. No reason she has to tell others,” Yoda said. He looked up at Mace, lifting his ears. “A trustworthy person she is, Master Windu.” Mace nodded reluctantly. “Xanatos should probably know, however. As the one we sent, he is in the most danger from the criminals and warlords if it is found out.” Yoda dipped his head. “Agree, I do.” “I’ll handle it,” Mace promised. ~~~ “Hello, Anakin.” Padmé smiled. “Come in.” She moved out of the way, and Anakin stepped past her into her apartment. He immediately took a thorough scope of the place, curious as to what it would be like. Somewhat to his surprise – and then his amusement that he was surprised – it was not at all opulent. The walls were a muted seagreen and the furniture was wood, darkly stained. Everything was made of classic lines. The entrance had a few knickknacks, pictures mostly, and beyond that he could see the living room. It had ivory, plush couches. But the overall impression was one of simplicity. “What?” Padmé asked, eyes quickly examining their surroundings, a smile touching the corner of her lips. “It fits,” Anakin replied instantly, without thinking, looking over at her. Padmé raised her eyebrows. Anakin felt a touch of mischief at her surprise. She probably had not been expecting him to even really notice their surroundings. But he had paid attention, as he felt was wise – a person’s place of living often told you things about their personality. Anakin moved a step closer to her, and took both her hands. He looked deeply into her eyes, meeting them without hesitation. “Elegant and beautiful. Like you.” A slight tinge of pink rushed to Padmé’s cheeks, but a huge smile spread over her face. “Thank you,” she said, eyes ducking away. Anakin sensed her pleased embarrassment. After letting the moment linger, Anakin let go of her, and she stepped away, taking a deep breath. “Lunch is this way,” Padmé said, gesturing to what Anakin guessed was the entrance to the dining area. They both took seats, silently. Yet they watched each other, tracking the other’s movements, analyzing, wondering . . . Every look was full of inquisitiveness, amusement, and joy. Anakin delighted in her presence, and she seemed as equally interested in him. And she looked astonishingly beautiful. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, kept noticing little details he had missed at first glance. Her hair was up, with a few stray curls falling around her face and neck. The ivory dress she wore floated around her. It was form fitting underneath, plain, with a light layer of gauze over it with little sparkles entwined in the fabric. “So, Anakin, did you have an interesting day?” Padmé asked, taking a bite of her salad. “More eventful than interesting,” Anakin replied with a wry look. “Oh? Care to explain?” Anakin tried not to flush. He should be above blushing, being a Jedi and all. “Not really, if you wouldn’t mind.” He repressed a shudder at the memory of selling all his holos and trying to give money back to the girls he had sold tours to. The selling wasn’t so bad, the giving back was much harder. Most of the girls – women, and Jedi Masters, in some cases – refused to take it, even when he explained Xanatos and why he was doing it. After the first four comm numbers he received, he gave up on explaining, and graduated to pleading. Rampant curiosity showed in Padmé’s eyes, but she merely nodded. “And you? Interesting day?” Anakin asked, hoping that Padmé could restrain her curiosity, and also hoping he could help it along by changing the subject. “Actually, yes,” Padmé began, “I talked with Master Yoda and Master Windu today regarding Tatooine. We were able to come to an agreement, of sorts,” she said with a smile. Anakin grinned. “I’m glad to hear it. So Yoda was more amicable to compromise?” “Not exactly,” Padmé said, taking another bite of her food. She eyed him for a moment, a studied look in her eyes. Anakin’s curiosity piqued. “New information arose, and that led to a change of position, I suppose you could say.” Anakin nodded, catching on. He felt his face grow still, despite his efforts. “Whatever it is, I don’t know about it,” Anakin said, guessing where she was going easily. Qui-Gon’s often ready distrust of politicians sprang to mind. “I’m not privy to Council matters. And the only time I’ve heard of Tatooine is in connection with criminals staying there to lay low.” Padmé looked taken aback by his curt, yet thorough response. “I’m sorry . . .” Anakin waved his utensil. “It’s all right.” He looked down at his food. An awkward silence reigned for a moment. “So how is Obi-Wan?” Padmé asked, pressing her lips together for a moment and then consciously relaxing her expression. “He’s well,” Anakin said, looking up, his expression changing to one more unperturbed. “I found out he’s a bit of a snitch, though,” he added, letting a hint of smirk enter his look. Padmé laughed. “Really? Ah, how . . .” she said, her perfect brows lowering, and punctuating her point with a little wave of her fork. Anakin stabbed the fruit on his plate. “I told him some of my wilder misadventures in the Jedi Temple, and he shared a few with Xanatos.” He winced. “Suffice to say, Xanatos wasn’t happy.” “Ah,” Padmé said wisely. “They concerned him, did they?” Anakin grinned. “Maybe a little,” he prevaricated with a slight lift of an eyebrow. “I’m sure,” Padmé said with a laugh. Another silence, this one more comfortable, settled in again. “I was hoping,” Anakin began suddenly, “that we could visit the Coruscanti gardens again today, if you have nothing else planned. I enjoyed that, and I felt that you did too.” “I’d like to do that again, too,” Padmé said softly. The smile which rose to Anakin’s face seemed to spring there of it’s own will. Padmé set her utensil down. “Anakin . . .” Her voice and tone were serious. “I won’t do that again,” she said simply, referring to her slip of earlier. Anakin looked at her for a moment, searching those brown eyes, that concerned face, and remembered she was a politician once again. But he also sensed a goodness in her that he could not explain. Her presence brightened his. Indeed, there had been a misstep, but it was one she was willing to acknowledge. “Thank you,” Anakin said at last. Padmé smiled slightly, and Anakin could sense her still testing the waters, still observing. Anakin could nearly sense the tense undercurrents in the room. He wanted nothing more than to get rid of them. He stood abruptly, and held out his hand. “I’ve eaten enough. What do you say we go?” he asked calmly, trying to show in more than a few words that she was forgiven. “All right,” Padmé said, rising. She took his hand, and Anakin squeezed it lightly. Then, gently pulling her to him, he kissed her lightly. His lips brushed hers gently, but he went no further. He broke off the kiss first, but when he moved to turn his head away, she followed him, eyes still seeking his, face merely inches from his. “Thank you,” she said softly. Anakin smiled. -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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Kynstar Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 6/3/04 5:52am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	Ahhh that tidbit teasing with Xan and Anakin was sweeet!!! And the mush at the end was great!! Ummm Tatooine problems... this could prove interesting... Great post!!! -----signature----- Paddy sis to t_s & SarkaVrae/Master to hyperspace_police Member of Rebel Legion and Jedi Assembly (Kynstar Lans) Only thru fear, hatred, and pain will the true power of the Force be revealed. See stories/viggies in bio
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PadawanKitara Registered: Dec '01	Date Posted: 6/3/04 5:24pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	Who are they planning to send to Tatooine? -----signature----- Courtier of the Royal Order of Shambling Dufi We are Dufi...Resistance is Futile! UCLA BRUINS
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RosyRedFinguredDawn Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 6/16/04 10:05am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	Xantos is great, sweet one minute to Obi-Wan, ruthless then next when dealing with Anikan. Its great. Thanks for the post. ~Rosy -----signature----- Through the New Dawn -Complete- Valin Halcyon into Hal Horn http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=12224235&replies=2 Compost Happens Therefore, Recycle
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/16/04 9:20pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	Kynstar: Thanks! Mush is good. As are Tatooine problems. PadawanKitara: Guess. RosyRedFinguredDawn: Thank you. And yes, he is. Very good at multi-tasking, that's our Xanatos. -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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RosyRedFinguredDawn Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 7/16/04 10:09pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	Coming back? I hope your summer is going well. ~Rosy -----signature----- Through the New Dawn -Complete- Valin Halcyon into Hal Horn http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=12224235&replies=2 Compost Happens Therefore, Recycle
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jeday Registered: Jan '04	Date Posted: 7/19/04 1:39pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	Up!!!!
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Agent_Jaid Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 7/22/04 5:57pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	TWE is done by the end of the summer HAH!!! Oh Oba... you crack me up... Try end of NEXT summer. Okay so mayhap not that long. I was melodramatic. I don't mean to be mean... I'm only teasing.... [face_worried_about_author_reaction] wipes tears away Oh Oba, HHP.... sniffles They were so beautiful.... breaks down crying The emotions were perfectly balanced from Xani's protectivness to Yoda's curiosity (for which I grew angry ) to Mace's quite acceptance. With your attention to detail, your universe is taking on dimentions that are far beyond my small mind and I am constantly in awe of it all. HHP's writing of how the Dark Obi-Wan died almost reduced me to tears and left me feeling hallow with pain at the end. It was magnificient and moving in a way that few things in this world are. Then watching how Xanatos rises to protect Obi agains Yoda... I don't know if words can be accurately used to discribe the kinds of conflicting emotions I felt then. Congratulations to the both of you!!! May your work live forever. -----signature----- Wasn't Enough: One-Shot http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=21015893
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 8/2/04 3:05am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	RosyRedFinguredDawn: Yes, and it is. jeday: Thanks. Agent_Jaid: We're not that bad! I don't think. Actually, HHP and I did marathon writes, so we're pretty close to the end. I think we'll finish before posting again, then figure out some posting schedule. Thank you. And Yoda's reaction is understandable, I think. Even if we know better, he doesn't. HHP has done some really wonderful writing on this story, and I'm so incredibly smug I realized her talent and asked her to co-write with me , as well as she humbled she agreed. Now. Must . . . write . . . -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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KatarnLead Registered: Oct '02	Date Posted: 8/2/04 6:53am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	...then figure out some posting schedule... Now. -----signature----- I am a penguin... Oba won my pants!
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Klis Registered: Jan '04	Date Posted: 8/8/04 12:09pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	pokes Is it... do my eyes lie.... No!! They don't!! The fic LIVES!! celebrates
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In_Luv_wit_kenobi Registered: Dec '03	Date Posted: 8/11/04 3:56pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated June 2! faints dead away)~})
	i just read the update today. jedi masters also paid to see Xan's quarters? LOL. UP? -----signature----- He attacked everything in life with a mix of extrordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.
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