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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 7/10/04 7:43pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (60/?) 7/10 ---Author Note 7/10
	Don't know how long I can stay, but as a fellow underrated nominee and SFFA winner, not for best underrated of course, congratulations on your big win. JD. -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Uncontrollable (LOTF AU): http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29523035/r29532300/ The Future is Now: A Clone Wars Tale: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29270805/p1
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/10/04 7:55pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (60/?) 7/10 ---Author Note 7/10
	Thank you! And congratulations to you, too. I liked the quote you had for Kohvrekhar--he sounds hard core. Noghri die well...not...easily. heh. -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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Kynstar Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 7/10/04 7:59pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (60/?) 7/10 ---Author Note 7/10
	Congrats again!!! -----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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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 7/10/04 8:13pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (60/?) 7/10 ---Author Note 7/10
	...he sounds hard core... Yeah, he does tend to get a bit cranky at times. My best villain nominee made the mistake of assuming he was dead, and calling him a pet just prior to that quote- not smart! And thanks for the congratulations. JD. -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Uncontrollable (LOTF AU): http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29523035/r29532300/ The Future is Now: A Clone Wars Tale: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29270805/p1
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/10/04 8:25pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (60/?) 7/10 ---Author Note 7/10
	Ah yes . . . "there's a big difference between mostly dead, and all dead." I wouldn't want to make that mistake with a Noghri. Kynstar: Thank you! -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/11/04 9:13am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (61/?) 7/11--Author note 7/10
	All right, back to work . . . ::grumble, grumble, grumble:: ** Obi-Wan fitted the two tow cables into the clamp and snapped it shut. The line pulled taut almost at once, indicating that the bridge itself was sagging badly. “Not much of a suspension device, but better than nothing,” Obi-Wan muttered to himself, giving the cable a last tug to reassure himself of its soundness. He held out his hand to help Matreya up and said, “Come on, my lady. We’re going.” As she climbed to her feet he glanced behind him and saw that the last few villagers were within about five meters of the end of the bridge. The wounded old man had somehow gotten to the far side of the gorge, and one of the guides was carrying him slung over his shoulders. The pregnant woman wasn’t safe yet, but she was struggling along at a painful-looking near-run. Anakin had stopped about two-thirds of the way to the end of the bridge and was rigging up a makeshift suspension device similar to Obi-Wan’s. Obi-Wan had to force himself to turn and look away. He wanted the boy and the child he carried off the bridge, but he couldn’t deny the practical wisdom of what Anakin was doing. His apprentice was acting in the spirit of self-sacrifice, and if Obi-Wan couldn’t deal with it, that was his own problem. He turned back to Matreya and said, “Keep your head down.” She ducked forward, making herself as small a target as possible. Obi-Wan drew his saber and held it one-handed, using his other hand to tug loose his final tow cable ejector. Force willing, he wouldn’t need it, but he wouldn’t have laid a big stack of credits on that particular possibility. He placed his left hand, cable ejector and all, on Matreya’s shoulder in order to keep her close. “Run,” he told her. She bolted for the bank of the gorge and Obi-Wan followed close behind her, keeping his blade angled up over their heads in order to defend them from blaster fire from the trees. As it happened, the shot wasn’t aimed at them when it came. It took out Obi-Wan’s suspension cable. He heard the metallic snap and the whistle of the severed cord whipping through the air, and the trunk dropped noticeably. He swore with uncharacteristic vehemence as he glanced back at the bridge behind him. The flames at the center of the bridge had grown high enough that it was difficult to see what was happening on the other side, but he caught a glimpse of Anakin sprinting for the gorge lip. Force be praised, it looked as if he was going to make it. The odds on Obi-Wan and Matreya were considerably longer. Grimly, he turned back toward his own destination and tried to nudge Matreya into as fast a run as he thought she could manage. This would have been a really good time to call on the Force for speed, but that was not going to work when he was trying to protect a non-Jedi running a treacherous course with a heavy pack on her back. Mouse, apparently, had the same idea. “D-distress, Tech II,” he burbled. “Yes, we’ve noticed, Mouse,” she answered, somewhat sharply. Apparently even her tolerance for the droid wasn’t unlimited. “Distress.” “Complaining about it isn’t going to get you anywhere,” Matreya said. “Distress--” Mouse began again, but this time a crack of splintering wood and a low, shuddering groan cut him off. ** End 61/? -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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sdhfs Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 7/11/04 11:02am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (61/?) 7/11 ---Author Note 7/10
	hmmm what happened ? -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/16229314/?30 Up is obidala at it's best love chooses you you don 't choose it. Death is but death why are you afraid of it ?
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diamond_pony2002 Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 7/11/04 11:06am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (61/?) 7/11 ---Author Note 7/10
	Sorry I missed a few posts! I haven't been home! But those last few were great! -----signature----- Learning to do, doing to learn, earning to live, living to serve.- FFA Motto
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/11/04 11:10am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (61/?) 7/11 ---Author Note 7/10
	sdhfs: Last night I won the "best underrated" award in the "The Saga" division of the summer fanfic awards. You and DiamondPony2002 have reserved tables at the virtual celebration at the bottom of page 6. DiamondPony2002: Thank you! And welcome back! -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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DarthPenguin Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 7/12/04 5:35am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (61/?) 7/11 ---Author Note 7/10
	Boy, underrated is right! I have been a shameless lurker on these boards for a very long time. Guess I'm just the bashful type. But when you began to post your story again and HAD to stop skulking around and show my appreciation for this wonderful story. Enough gushing. Looks like this is going to be a "pre" Trial for Anakin. How will he act now that he will be on his own and have to make the decisions? he's been itching for the chance, so it's time to separate the men from the boys!
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/12/04 10:14am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (63/?) 7/13 ---Author Note 7/10
	DarthPenguin wrote: Boy, underrated is right! I have been a shameless lurker on these boards for a very long time. Guess I'm just the bashful type. But when you began to post your story again and HAD to stop skulking around and show my appreciation for this wonderful story. Enough gushing. Hey, there's never enough gushing! I understand though--I don't post feedback nearly as often as I should. I tend to bookmark fics and say, "Oh, I'll get back to that later," and then of course the bookmark gathers dust. Looks like this is going to be a "pre" Trial for Anakin. How will he act now that he will be on his own and have to make the decisions? he's been itching for the chance, so it's time to separate the men from the boys! Yep. The moral here is to be careful what you wish for. The fic commenceth: **** The blaster fire came simultaneously, aimed at their heads. Obi-Wan deflected it with snapping, one-handed arcs of his blade while he fired his tow cable ejector at the best target that presented itself: an old, thick-trunked tree that slightly overhung the gorge. “Hang on, my lady,” he warned Matreya. She wrapped the cable around her hands and turned in close to him, as if she couldn’t bear to look. There was another loud crack as the bridge’s sloping steepened. Obi-Wan could feel it—from here on out the tree would fall fast. //I could really use your help right now,// he told the Force. He had no idea what kind of reply he would get; the Force had always been a bewildering Master--fondly tousling his hair with one hand while it rapped his knuckles with the other. As the bridge began to slide out from under their feet, Obi-Wan glanced up toward that mysterious place where all faiths imagined powerful things resided, and silently plead for the gentle, tousling hand, and not the ruler. The falling tree trunk gathered speed, like a ship being sucked past the point of no return into a planet’s gravity well. At the last second, Obi-Wan doused his saber and put one arm around Matreya’s waist, and she curled tightly against him. Mouse was making a very unhappy, “Nononononono” noise. There came a final, mighty crack from the bridge, and then suddenly they were airborne. Obi-Wan heard Matreya gasp as they began an arcing swing straight toward the gorge wall. For a moment he thought she was going to scream in his ear, but she didn’t. It was for the best—he needed all the concentration he could get. The Force kept the metal cord wrapped around their hands from crushing their bones; it kept their swing straight instead of spinning them like an off-balance chunk of space debris. Perhaps it even led the sniper’s aim astray as he attempted to blast them into the chasm below. However, Obi-Wan knew it would not change the basic elements of their situation. Even if he and Matreya avoided being smashed against the gorge wall, that would still leave them hanging by a metallic thread while their enemy was free to take shots at them. They needed a way to get safely to the ground and out of the sniper’s sight. At the low arc of their swing they passed into the gorge’s mist, and the hazy outlines of evergreen treetops began to whip by them. As they descended lower among the trees, they began crashing through tangles of branches. Matreya cried out as twigs tore through her hair, but her backpack—and Mouse—absorbed the much of the branches’ impact. The tree limbs slowed their barely-controlled flight through the trees, although the ordeal left them badly scratched. As they passed the nadir of their swing and began to move upward again, their speed dropped even further, finally reaching the point where Obi-Wan could grab a flexible-looking evergreen bough as they swept by. He heard the rustling and snapping of branches as the treetop bent with them a short distance, then for a heartbeat they came to a stop. The tree pulled back after that, returning to its upright position and taking Obi-Wan, Matreya and Mouse with it. -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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sdhfs Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 7/12/04 11:05am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (63/?) 7/13
	love this story can't wait for some obi/oc romance and or sith on jedi action brill -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/16229314/?30 Up is obidala at it's best love chooses you you don 't choose it. Death is but death why are you afraid of it ?
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/13/04 10:49am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (64/?) 7/13 - Date Edited: 7/19/04 6:25pm (1 edits total) Edited By: ophelia
	The tree still waved as if it were in a high wind, but Obi-Wan was able to keep hold of it as he and Matreya found footholds among the branches and disentangled their hands from the tow cable. A few blaster bolts rained down in their general area, but it was apparent that the concealing mist kept the sniper from being more accurate. That, or having separated Obi-Wan from Anakin, the sniper considered his work done. Before long, the firing stopped. What followed was not actually silence; there was the rushing of the nearby river and the snapping, rustling sound of battered trees waving their way back into position. However, the relative quiet seemed eerie, especially in the world of shapeless gray shadows that Obi-Wan and Matreya found themselves in. “Are you all right, my lady?” Obi-Wan asked. She’d had her hair bound at the back of her neck, but now it was whipped every-which-way, and she smoothed it back with one hand. Her eyes looked wide with shock and she had cuts and scratches across her hands and face, but she nodded. Obi-Wan supposed she had to be tougher than she looked, or else she wouldn’t have survived out here alone for three weeks. Even still, he was concerned for her. The sooner he got her to the ground and to relative safety, the better. Of course, he also had another person who needed him, who would hopefully be well under the tree cover on the Wemilat side of the gorge by now. Obi-Wan used one well-scratched hand to pull his data reader from a pouch at his belt, and pressed a button to send a signal to Anakin. Data readers allowed short-range text communication, which wasn’t nearly as good as having comlinks, but Obi-Wan and Anakin were down a communications device since Obi-Wan’s plunge into the Shasti. Having one comlink was about as useful as having none. Before long there was a response to his signal. Anakin’s reply, sans capitalization and punctuation as usual, flowed out onto the data reader screen as a line of luminous white text. “master what happened,” it said. Obi-Wan didn’t have a keypad hooked up to his data reader, so his response was a slow process of selecting characters off an alphanumeric list. His pride wouldn’t let him type like some juice-wired data slicer, however, and he took the time to write an actual sentence. “We’re all right. Did everyone get across?” “yes apa guriek not in good shape htough who was it fired on,” Anakin wrote back, then a second later he added: “us ?” “I need to get out of a tree,” Obi-Wan wrote back. “Then we’ll talk.” As he replaced the data reader in his belt pouch, Matreya asked, “How are they?” “They’re fine, my lady,” Obi-Wan assured her, “. . . and we’ll be a lot better once we get our feet on the ground.” “On the ground,” Mouse agreed. “Of course, Master Jedi,” Matreya said, then she turned her head back toward her droid and said, “yes, we’re getting out of here, Mouse.” “Out of here,” Mouse said, sounding as if he heartily approved of this plan. “I’ll start down first,” Obi-Wan said. “Step where I step, my lady.” The last thing she needed was to trust her weight to a brittle branch and fall to her death so close to safety. Or as close to safety as anyone could get on Angharad, anyway. **** End 64/? -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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sdhfs Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 7/13/04 11:00am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (64/?) 7/13
	Great though how tell me do you post so fast i mean it's everyday ? -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/16229314/?30 Up is obidala at it's best love chooses you you don 't choose it. Death is but death why are you afraid of it ?
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ophelia Title: Ex-Mod Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/13/04 12:48pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (64/?) 7/13
	Thank you , and it's all pre-written. I'm about 40 pages ahead in what I'm writing, and I'm trying to keep it that way, because that gives me about a month between writing something and posting it. I need a little bit of distance from a section to find out if it needs more editing or not, and the long lead time gives me plenty of time to discover problems. I often make a few minor edits right before I post a section, but for the most part, stuff I'm posting was written a month ago. I post about a page at a time because that represents roughly the amount I can write in a day. Every day I post, I know I have to sit down and write, or else I'll catch up to myself and get all stressed-out! -----signature----- In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps with your mom
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