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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 11/26/04 8:46am Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004
	That was wonderful. Loved the ending. I usually don't read Jedi Purge stories - too depressing but this was really well done. Great job. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 11/2/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 11/27/04 3:33pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004
	cracks knuckles Entirely possible. Maybe most Jedi spend their entire lives not even bothering to consider it, yet there are those rare few that do. I just can't, I my mind, seperate attachment from sex. Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic Then I guess we both are. I think I've heard that too. Like during the civil war? It seems sort of odd that people would try to live normally in tough times, but what choice have you? I think that Daven, if he hadn't met with Vader, would have indeed chosen to get with Nyssa and live happily ever after as best he could. Maybe it wouldn't have been perfect, but it would have been better than running and bemourning the loss of an Order you can't single-handedly bring back. WWI, actually. It was during the first few months of battle. And aye, exactly. Jedi can be practical, as well as idealistic (read: Luke - he does try to do it on his own, though admittedly Vader isn't after him by that point ...). But yes. Which is why I desperately want that AU viggie! LOL. Um, I put a picture of my mountain in my lj, will that do? I'll have to find it and see. Yes, I guess I was never one for flowery, useless language. I get bored by it when I read it, so I tend not to write it. Same here. So Shmi gets an entire group of people killed, Obi-Wan needs to say "I love you too" more often lest his padawan tries to kill him. So he feels a vague sense of protectiveness towards Daven, since they're supposed to be clam mates. That probably makes no sense. LMAO! But no, that actually does make sense. It explains his actions, and the somewhat contradictory nature of them. [face_thoughtful] I think Vader is slightly insane and is sort of amused at his killings. I'd have to agree with that, especially the way you've written him here. I am too! I love them (again with the maybe I'll write an AU viggie if ya all want ) I want! thwacks other readers So do you! hugs and gives cookie Onto the postie. sighs I like how you don't start out with Vader finding her. It just feels more right (I use language so well) in the pacing, that way. Taking the same to see her grieve, and panic, and try to get this done so she can safely leave. And then, of course, when he finds her she still tries to stall. Smart, brave girl. After all, I did lead you to him with that homing beacon. That's some of the best on-the-spot BS I've ever heard. amused And then he gets her - I was like when that happened, and wondered, this isn't AU, is it?? See how worried you have me? Interesting how she gets him in the kneecap, and he has to use the Force to catch her. Well, maybe not 'has' to, but I've always thought of Vader as the kind of person who likes to do things himself; I could see him stalking her. He grabbed her outstretched fist and crushed it mercilessly in one of his own. She crumbled ever so slightly, losing her perfect combat form, and fought the oncoming screech as half of her fingers broke. Ouch. You're doing this fight scene so well - again, no flowery language, just a scene by scene description of what's happening, and Nyssa's desperate struggle to fight and actually get anywhere doing so. “You killed Daven. I’ll see you in hell, that’s for sure, and you better pray that we aren’t more evenly matched there." Aye. They probably would be. And when Vader/Anakin finally goes to the afterlife (since I like to assume they'll still be self-aware ), what will Nyssa do? I think you mentioned that Daven would probably never fully forgive him, or feel comfortable with him, even after his redemption. and I think the same would hold for Nyssa. She's not soft in that way, nor does she see shades of gray. In a certain sense, it seems to me like she has a very set way of viewing the world, and that is - Vader is evil. And that will never be forgotten. Hm. You could also do a little canon continuation of this, with them all dead. “Yes,” Nyssa hissed, giving into her rage. “Not like you can understand anything like that.” Bitter grief shot through her heart as she realized that she wouldn’t live to give birth to Daven’s child or see it grow up. It seemed Daven’s sacrifice was for nothing. They could have died together, resting together for all eternity on this base’s gray floors. sighs I sigh when I don't know what to say. sighs again But she nevertheless does admit that Daven was her lover - you said she did so giving into her rage. Because she has some vain, subconscious hope it will affect Vader? And then - you take that 'resting for eternity in side-by-side graves' and twist it just a bit with the base's gray floors. Hmm. Suddenly she dropped to the ground, landing with a shriek on her broken hand. She instinctively backed away, crawling with her injured hand clutched against her chest. She must have gone meters before she bothered to question why the Sith had let her fall. And unexpected mercy. After how evilly you have portrayed Vader, it's like - you (me, the reader) suddenly remembers ROTJ, and Vader dying for his son. I really was - surprised by that. Partially because I knew about 'Jade', already, and I wondered if Vader would take her captive, or what, but also because it just seems so unexpected! As unexpected, I suppose, as Vader turning from the Dark Side in ROTJ, if you didn't know what was going to happen. I remember when I first saw that (and I didn't know), and I was just flat-out amazed. The Star’s radar was picking up another ship, just like it had done when Vader had arrived, but the green flashing indicated that the vessel was moving away, up into the planet’s atmosphere. A few minutes later, the screen went blank and the proximity alarm went silent, signifying that the skies above her were clear. Vader had left. Don't ask me why, but I like that extra confirmation that Vader has left. I think maybe because then everything still fits - if Nyssa had had the slightest clue that Vader was still around, she would have left right then and there. But his being gone means she has time, and she knows it. She stopped in her tracks and threw herself against a nearby wall, burying her face against it as the last of her emotional strength dissolved into wracking sobs. Her knees gave way and she fell slightly, unable to control her body. I'm getting teary-eyed. “I don’t know why he let me go, Daven,” she told him, wishing he could listen, “I bet you would know. You didn’t know everything, but you would have known that.” Would he? I wonder. Would he have believed Vader could still have some good, almost extinguished, inside of him? Or is it even that? You don't really say. Does Vader plan on hunting down Nyssa years later, giving us the Mara Jade we know? He would rest with his brothers. Nyssa knew that he would find it fitting and be grateful, possibly more than she would ever understand. sighs Yeah, I think he would have liked that. He loved the Jedi. And then - they're his family, in a way I bet he probably never understood. What kind of connection would one have to other Force-sensitives, all raised together in the same way, with the same teachings? How close Jedi must have been then, sharing so much. Makes me wonder if the New Jedi Order will ever have that, because (regardless of the wrongness or rightness) the Jedi were very insulated, and bonded much closer, I think, as a whole, at any rate. He was a Jedi and he belonged to the Jedi, but she refused to deny that she too had owned a small piece of his soul, however briefly their mutual love had been celebrated. Yes! You did! Don't doubt it, Nyssa! (Dang it, I usually only talk to characters when they're being stupid. ) “Well,” she said thoughtfully as she looked at her stomach, “I guess it’s you and me, kid.” I like that. You know what it brings to mind for me? Those old movies. Where it doesn't necessarily end with dying, or a cute last line, or the boy gets the girl or vice versa, but like - life goes on. Does that make any sense? At that, Nyssa Jade turned her heel and headed for her ship, not looking back, but not forgetting either. What am I going to do with myself if you don't continue this? It was perfect. What wonderful, wonderful story. [face_not_quite_content_in_the_way_that_good_stories_leave_you_cause_you_want_more] -----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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Pallas-Athena Title: TFN Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Nov '00	Date Posted: 11/29/04 9:23pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 - Date Edited: 11/29/04 9:31pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Pallas-Athena
	Bel: Thank you, my dear. Er, I mean dianethx: Thanks! I usually don't read Jedi Purge stories - too depressing but this was really well done. Yea, I don't like depressing, either. Which is why this story (save for the ending) is a wee bit lighter than others. I'm a romantic Oba: How I shall miss these replies Then I guess we both are. And there is nothing wrong with it! stands up for teh love Jedi can be practical, as well as idealistic (read: Luke - he does try to do it on his own, though admittedly Vader isn't after him by that point ...). But yes. Yep. And don't forget Obi-Wan. He waits some twenty years. What's wrong with Daven spending the same amount of time actually having a life? He can't make a difference now, but that doesn't mean he can't step up into the action later. It's interesting that we contemplate this so, considering Daven never actually gets the chance to make the decision. That is what I think he would choose. I wonder what other readers think about it. Is it in his character to try to recreate the Jedi Order alone? Or would he live a normal life. Which is why I desperately want that AU viggie! Which is exactly what you might get. It just feels more right (I use language so well) in the pacing, that way. Taking the same to see her grieve, and panic, and try to get this done so she can safely leave. I certainly thought about following Vader's POV into the scene with Nyssa. Like give him reasons for letting her go and whatnot. That would have changed the story completely, methinks. It would have been less about Mara Jade's parents and more about Vader still having a soul despite what Daven says about him. I wanted to show, that despite her grieve, Nyssa is the sort of person that will, come high water or Vader, get herself and those she cares about to safety. She made a promise to Daven to protect the baby. She not about to break it And then, of course, when he finds her she still tries to stall. Smart, brave girl. What else can she do? I thought about her crumbing in fear, completely opposite of Daven's behavior around Vader, but, come on, she's a bounty hunter. Tracking down a Jedi takes a bold personality. That's something else I've considered. Prequel-ness. Some of those Daven/Nyssa encounters must have been interestingf That's some of the best on-the-spot BS I've ever heard. amused She can with the best of them And then he gets her - I was like when that happened, and wondered, this isn't AU, is it?? See how worried you have me? Though think about it without knowing her last name. She could very well die had she just been some OC with no connection to Mara. I wanted you to be worried Well, maybe not 'has' to, but I've always thought of Vader as the kind of person who likes to do things himself; I could see him stalking her. Vader is a force!whore, though. He's gotta throw stuff at Luke on cloud city, and he tries to impress Padme with Force thicks He uses it because he thinks its his. Ouch. You're doing this fight scene so well - again, no flowery language, just a scene by scene description of what's happening, and Nyssa's desperate struggle to fight and actually get anywhere doing so. I don't think there'd be much room for flowerness. Nyssa just doesn't last that long I don't think I write fight scenes too well (who does?) but I try to make sure such an uneven fight look believable. ye. They probably would be. And when Vader/Anakin finally goes to the afterlife (since I like to assume they'll still be self-aware ), what will Nyssa do? I think you mentioned that Daven would probably never fully forgive him, or feel comfortable with him, even after his redemption. and I think the same would hold for Nyssa. She's not soft in that way, nor does she see shades of gray. In a certain sense, it seems to me like she has a very set way of viewing the world, and that is - Vader is evil. And that will never be forgotten. Hm. You could also do a little canon continuation of this, with them all dead. I've actually thought about that It would be something to do Nyssa would hate him for the rest of enternity. The conflict would come in, of course, when Mara and Luke get married and have a child, making them related to Anakin. While they're happy for Mara and don't blame Luke for his father's mistakes, it still would be hard to accept. you said she did so giving into her rage. Because she has some vain, subconscious hope it will affect Vader? Nyssa, unlike Daven, has the benefit of being able to give into her feelings when she wants to. No dark side involved. I think she allows herself to feel hatred because the situation is sooo unfair, and hate seems to be the only empowering emotion left for her to feel. And she feels it for both her and Daven's fate, because, being a Jedi, he can't give into it for himself. And then - you take that 'resting for eternity in side-by-side graves' and twist it just a bit with the base's gray floors. Hmm. So bitter. So sad. And unexpected mercy. After how evilly you have portrayed Vader, it's like - you (me, the reader) suddenly remembers ROTJ, and Vader dying for his son. That's the point. Yayness! Vader's Vader's Vader. He's an evil nasty, but deepdown, there are places that can still be moved by compassion. I think what was going on in his mind was something akin to "Daven could love a woman the way I loved Padme, maybe not all the Jedi were the unfeeling people I thought." Or something like that. Maybe he wasn't thinking at all. I really was - surprised by that. Partially because I knew about 'Jade', already, and I wondered if Vader would take her captive, or what, but also because it just seems so unexpected! Yeah I suppose how Mara comes under the service of Palpy is a whole new story. And not a very happy one at that. I remember reading in one of the EU books that Mara remembers her family up until she was a bout four. So Nyssa got to keep her until then, at least I remember when I first saw that (and I didn't know), and I was just flat-out amazed. LOL, I don't. It always was the way things were. Don't ask me why, but I like that extra confirmation that Vader has left. I think maybe because then everything still fits - if Nyssa had had the slightest clue that Vader was still around, she would have left right then and there. But his being gone means she has time, and she knows it. Yeah, I don't think she do anything unless she's absolutely sure it's safe. She isn't just looking out for herself I'm getting teary-eyed. Would he? I wonder. Would he have believed Vader could still have some good, almost extinguished, inside of him? Or is it even that? You don't really say. Does Vader plan on hunting down Nyssa years later, giving us the Mara Jade we know? I don't think he would But Nyssa does (wierd of me, no?) I don't think Vader plans on hunting her, considering that Mara was the Emperor's toy. From what I remember, Vader never really liked her. Maybe I should write that epologue. What kind of connection would one have to other Force-sensitives, all raised together in the same way, with the same teachings? How close Jedi must have been then, sharing so much. Makes me wonder if the New Jedi Order will ever have that, because (regardless of the wrongness or rightness) the Jedi were very insulated, and bonded much closer, I think, as a whole, at any rate. Yeah, considering how close humans can bond without the use of the Force. The order was everything, your parents, your siblings, your job, your home ... I can't even imagine what that would be like. The NJO isn't quite like that. Maybe that's a good thing, considering that the old order met such a bad end. And the NJO would never experience a betrayal like Anakin's. Yes! You did! Don't doubt it, Nyssa! (Dang it, I usually only talk to characters when they're being stupid. ) LMAO. She knows it I like that. You know what it brings to mind for me? Those old movies. Where it doesn't necessarily end with dying, or a cute last line, or the boy gets the girl or vice versa, but like - life goes on. Does that make any sense? Maybe. I always picture the camera pulling away at that, and going into a really wide shot, leaving Nyssa and the pyre as a little piece of dust on a large planet. What am I going to do with myself if you don't continue this? Remember it. Love it [i]It was perfect. What wonderful, wonderful story. [face_not_quite_content_in_the_way_that_good_stories_leave_you_cause_you_want_more] Aww. Thanks, oba Your replies have meant so much to me. -----signature----- Do you ever get bored and find yourself scrolling down a thread just to read the signatures?
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Lonewolf89 Registered: Sep '01	Date Posted: 11/30/04 11:30am Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004
	Oh, wow, Pallas! I just got caught up, and, I must say, I'm still in shock. “Jedi aren’t supposed to feel attraction for others. It’s against the Code,” he paused to swallow. “But what I feel for you, I can’t explain it. Every time I saw you, I was mystified by your presence, by your strength of will. It was so … captivating. Just being around you is amazing. I don’t know if that’s love; I’ve never known love.” I loved this scene. “I love you.” He spoke when he imagined Nyssa was starting to become impatient. “Love is against the Jedi Code. Attachment to another is forbidden. What I feel for you is against everything I was taught. Loving you is wrong.” This bit was a great illustration of Daven's feelings. He grew up in a world devoid of love, and now he's suddenly faced with it. Very insightful. “No!” she hissed, feeling her face burn in aggravation. “We’re so close. We can make it to fifteen before he gets here!” “We can’t,” Daven whispered, glancing up at her forlornly. “I’m sorry, Nyssa, but I think … I think this is the way things are suppose to be.” By now, I was crying like a baby. I don't usually get very emotional when reading fics, but you've played with my heartstrings like a yo-yo. You've made me love these characters, and I'm still trying to accept the fact that Daven's dead. sniffle “Thanks,” he said sarcastically despite feeling the warm liquid bubbling over his mouth and down his chin. “After all, what are fellow banthas for?” :o “Son of a kathhound,” she growled, knowing that these would be her final moments in this galaxy. “You killed Daven. I’ll see you in hell, that’s for sure, and you better pray that we aren’t more evenly matched there.” That was perfect, so powerful, and it really showed Nyssa's emotions. He would rest with his brothers. Poor Daven! Heartbreaking! I can't believe you killed him! The whole time I was scrolling to the next chapter, I kept hoping he'd make it out somehow. But, he died well, and that scene was excellently written. I really enjoyed this story, Pallas. I hate that Daven died, though. It's difficult to write a story using only original characters because the readers haven't gotten to know them yet, but you created such wonderful OCs I was drawn in right away. Daven's personality was great. I loved his sarcastic humor, and the conflicting feels he went through as he was forced to chose between a life he had been raised to and a life that was being laid out for him. I also liked the balance you created between his 'been there, done that' attitude, and his inexperience when it came to love. It made him all the more endearing. Nyssa was well crafted, too. I love the back-story for her character. The facts about her early past, and that she was solider and deserter gave so much more depth to her. Her feelings for Daven were so genuine, too. That last confrontation between her and Vader was very well written, and it really showed her strength. Brilliant work, Pallas! A wonderful, if bittersweet, fic. Thank you so much for sharing. -----signature----- Nom Anor: I witnessed the death of perhaps the greatest of them all, the one called Anakin Solo. Anakin Solo: You want me to move? Come on and move me! Jacen: Count on Anakin to be the last Human to get out of Duro space alive. Member of the FADA & ATF
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Pallas-Athena Title: TFN Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Nov '00	Date Posted: 12/7/04 9:58pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 - Date Edited: 12/7/04 10:01pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Pallas-Athena
	Hey all! Oba has been kind enough to make me a cover! Wheee! And two people have been kind enough to nominate Eluding for Romance, Original Female, Original Male, Non-Jedi Female, and me for best author. It means a lot to me, guys major hugs Lonewolf: Oh, wow, Pallas! I just got caught up, and, I must say, I'm still in shock. Welcome back and the shock, well, heehee I loved this scene. Thanks! The "oh-you're-in-love-with-me?-I'm-in-love-with-you-too" scenes are always so fun to read, so I always struggle to get 'em right It's like the climax of the story before the actual climax. This bit was a great illustration of Daven's feelings. He grew up in a world devoid of love, and now he's suddenly faced with it. Very insightful. Yeah, how would a person deal with that? How could he? I imagine that the only thing going on in his head is "that? I don't know anything about that! ehhhh ..." By now, I was crying like a baby. I don't usually get very emotional when reading fics, but you've played with my heartstrings like a yo-yo. You've made me love these characters, and I'm still trying to accept the fact that Daven's dead. sniffle Yeah, it's so sad I had to stop writing a few times because I really didn't want him to die. He's my baby! But, like Daven said, it's the way things have to be Can't have Jedi running all around the Empire. Though Oba has convinced me to write an AU continuation where Daven survives. Poor Daven! Heartbreaking! I can't believe you killed him! The whole time I was scrolling to the next chapter, I kept hoping he'd make it out somehow. But, he died well, and that scene was excellently written. Oh, how many times I wanted to change it! But again with the AU-ness ... I'm hoping to rewrite that scene I really enjoyed this story, Pallas. Thanks! I hate that Daven died, though. Me too It's difficult to write a story using only original characters because the readers haven't gotten to know them yet, but you created such wonderful OCs I was drawn in right away. Yeah. I have trouble getting into OC stories, so I understand why people haven't bothered to venture into this little fic. It's like you're investing extra time to get into the characters, and so the author must be able to give you a good pay off. I hope I did Daven's personality was great. I loved his sarcastic humor, and the conflicting feels he went through as he was forced to chose between a life he had been raised to and a life that was being laid out for him. I also liked the balance you created between his 'been there, done that' attitude, and his inexperience when it came to love. It made him all the more endearing. I love the Daven! I realized through him that I do not naturally write funny characters Every one of his scenes I had to sit and think how he would react to everything that happened. He doesn't often react the way normal Jedi-type characters do. I guess his personality took a wild change when in fell in love with Nyssa. He's at his most sarcastic when he's comfortable or in his element - fighting, dealing with Nyssa as a bounty hunter, but he shows his vunrabilty in situations where he is unsure. Nyssa was well crafted, too. I love the back-story for her character. The facts about her early past, and that she was solider and deserter gave so much more depth to her. Her feelings for Daven were so genuine, too. That last confrontation between her and Vader was very well written, and it really showed her strength. At first I wasn't sure if I wanted to give her a back story, but as I continued to write I began to wondder how such a person could come to exist - hard bounty hunter that falls for the good boy. Brilliant work, Pallas! A wonderful, if bittersweet, fic. Thank you so much for sharing. Thank you so much for reading! -----signature----- Do you ever get bored and find yourself scrolling down a thread just to read the signatures?
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 12/8/04 6:32am Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 (cover added Dec. 8) - Date Edited: 12/8/04 6:32am (1 edits total) Edited By: VaderLVR64
	I've only read the first post, and I won't read the comments of others so I don't ruin it for myself. But I just wanted to say I was incredibly impressed. A stellar purge response! You are truly gifted! And beautiful cover art! -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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Pallas-Athena Title: TFN Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Nov '00	Date Posted: 1/9/05 12:33am Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 (cover added Dec. 8)
	VaderLVR64: Thanks so much! (sorry for the late response ... aren't the holidays fun? ) Just to note, rather late indeed, that this story made it to the final nominations for Romance, Male Original Character (Daven), Female Original Character (Nyssa), and Female Non-Jedi (Nyssa). I also got a nom for best author Thanks for the noms, guys! I love you all -----signature----- Do you ever get bored and find yourself scrolling down a thread just to read the signatures?
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Owe-me-one Perogi Registered: Jun '00	Date Posted: 1/18/05 11:36pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 (cover added Dec. 8) - Date Edited: 1/19/05 9:38am (4 edits total) Edited By: Owe-me-one Perogi
	GUESS WHO!?!? Hey Athena, haven't spoken to you in a long while....a long, long while actually. Just thought I'd catch up with you and say hi and what not. But then I got caught up in this story here.... and you had to go and make me cry didn't you!?! j/k I LOVED this story. I'm a freshman in college now, at the good ole' Ohio State University. ( GO BUCKS! ) Which is pretty sweet, and hey I don't have to take math anymore!! It's fricken awesome.... lol I thought I'd catch up with you cause I have ACTUALLY started re-vamping that whole "You're the Daughter of Who?" story like I said I would eons ago, since I finally have some time to do so. I've decided to just change it's title, since it was so gramatically 'fudged-up'. I decided to make it much simpliler this time around, and just call it "Daughter of Darkness". I got several pages re-written already. Yeah! Hopefully it wont suck as bad as last time, and I wont have Darth Istar telling me how deviod of plot and structure it is, LOL I am plannin on making some major changes to make it a little less mary-sueish and stuff like that, Hopefully my plans for that will work. I will probably post it fairly soon on here and I just thought I'd tell ya! Ohh and, I can't get the damn picture to come up but I made a cover for the story too: hometown.aol.com/eclips6034/page3.html -----signature----- -A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
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Pallas-Athena Title: TFN Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Nov '00	Date Posted: 1/22/05 10:27pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 (cover added Dec. 8)
	Owe-me! Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! How are you? Hey Athena, haven't spoken to you in a long while....a long, long while actually. Er, yeah counts um, like 3 years? Heehee. Just thought I'd catch up with you and say hi and what not. But then I got caught up in this story here.... and you had to go and make me cry didn't you!?! cry happy j/k I LOVED this story. Hi and what not! Thanks, it was supposed to make you cry I'm a freshman in college now, at the good ole' Ohio State University. ( GO BUCKS! ) Which is pretty sweet, and hey I don't have to take math anymore!! It's fricken awesome.... lol Oh, awesome. Ohio State is a pretty good school. I almost applied there for graduate school And math, yeah, haven't taken that in six years. It's teh coolness I thought I'd catch up with you cause I have ACTUALLY started re-vamping that whole "You're the Daughter of Who?" story like I said I would eons ago, since I finally have some time to do so. Unexpected news, this. I've decided to just change it's title, since it was so gramatically 'fudged-up'. I decided to make it much simpliler this time around, and just call it "Daughter of Darkness". Probably for the best, I think. Grammar problem couldn't go away, you know, even with the word play on Leia's "You're who?" in ANH. I like. Hopefully it wont suck as bad as last time, and I wont have Darth Istar telling me how deviod of plot and structure it is, LOL She'll do that anyway. But that doesn't mean it's not good still will probably post it fairly soon on here and I just thought I'd tell ya! Coolness! and if you need any help with it, just let me know Ohh and, I can't get the damn picture to come up but I made a cover for the story too: ooooooo major hugs so nice to hear from you. Keep in touch or die, I swear it! -----signature----- Do you ever get bored and find yourself scrolling down a thread just to read the signatures?
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Owe-me-one Perogi Registered: Jun '00	Date Posted: 1/23/05 12:40am Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 (cover added Dec. 8) - Date Edited: 1/23/05 12:54am (1 edits total) Edited By: Owe-me-one Perogi
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Pallas-Athena Title: TFN Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Nov '00	Date Posted: 1/24/05 2:23pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come - Jedi purge novella - Completed Nov. 21, 2004 (cover added Dec. 8) - Date Edited: 1/31/05 8:04pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Pallas-Athena
	Owe-me: Heehee, then keep in touch. Please read: Okays, then. This story is being continued. I love this story and its characters too much to let them go. And so, upon talking to Oba, and her wanting to know what would have happened had Daven lived, I decided to work on this AU sequel. The story won't be straight forward, but will involve several flashbacks that tell about Daven's and Nyssa's lives before and after Eluding, using one main plot to tie them all together. Unlike Eluding, this story hasn't been completed, and so I will update when I can. It is mainly for Oba and Amsie, who both enjoyed and pushed me on Eluding, but I hope others will like it as well. It's an odd thing to do, I know - who writes an AU to their own OC fic? - but I really like to work on it. And if you can't write what you like, why write fan fiction at all? This is unbetaed, since Amsie has other coughCJcough things she needs to worry about. Edit: Totally major thanks to LianaMara for beta'ing this ***** Rescue the Princess -Part One Nemp tried not to shiver as he lit one of his last remaining tabac sticks and stuck it between his lips. The air was always chilly on the planet-side docks of Nal Hutta, especially at this time of night, but Nemp was a fat man – abundantly huge for a human of his height – and he thought it was only right that his layers should protect him from the cold. He took another puff of the stick as a landspeeder pulled up a few meters away. Nemp coughed uncontrollably, watching the vehicle come to a stop and the engines cut short. He hacked up something green and spat it out onto the ground, remembering that the Imperial Healers had condemned tabac sticks – an addictive and cheap drug – as the deadliest thing in the galaxy. Well, while Nemp would admit that the tabac had the potential to eventually take his life, he wouldn’t agree that it was the deadliest. That honor would belong to his boss, Jorbo the Hutt. Perhaps tabac sticks could rank in at a close second. No, he thought suddenly as the speeder’s driver emerged from the dark cockpit. That was the second deadliest thing in the galaxy. The man looked terrifyingly annoyed. His grim expression matched his three-day beard perfectly, and his fire-red hair stuck up in short bristles as if the Hell-God himself had spawned him. He wore a simple pair of tight-fitting trousers that enhanced the musculature of legs, and a bantha hide jacket – baggy to hide whatever extra weapons he might decide to carry. Both garments were a jet black, as if to contrast with his pale skin and auburn hair. But it wasn’t the man’s clothes that always caused the lump in Nemp’s throat. It was what was hanging off his belt. There was a blaster on his right side, as was customary with men of his employment, yet the other side – the left side – held a weapon singularly strange, so much so that it was the only one Nemp had ever seen in his entire life. A lightsaber. Weapon of the extinct Jedi. The man carried it wherever he went and, for this reason and because of his feline-like grace, the members of the Smugglers’ Alliance always referred to him as “Sabercat,” after a particularly vicious creature that occupied the planet Binaros. Nemp found the name wholly suitable to the man’s personality, especially since no one actually knew Sabercat’s given name. No one knew where the lightsaber came from, either. Most assumed that Sabercat had killed a Jedi during his days as a bounty hunter, but he had never confirmed or denied the rumor. “I was expecting Jade,” Nemp spoke as Sabercat approached, swallowing his nervousness for the moment. Jade was Sabercat’s business partner and, for a woman, was almost as deadly as he was. The two had always been a team, with the exquisitely beautiful Jade as the brains and Sabercat as the blaster. Whenever Nemp met with both of them at the same time, which was a rarity in and of itself, they were distant and professional – cold, even – with one another. This almost dissuaded the rumor that Jade’s daughter, Mara, was fathered by Sabercat, save for the fact that Mara, from what Nemp had seen of her, had that same burning red hair. Nemp imagined – fantasized more rather – that Mara had been conceived by Sabercat and Jade during a night of heavy drinking and turned out to be a regrettable, but kept, mistake the next morning. “Well, you get me. Deal,” came Sabercat’s gruff voice. He folded his arms over his chest and stared at Nemp, seemingly unimpressed by his very appearance. “I deal with Jade,” he replied harshly. He was never quite sure if he could trust the ever-silent Sabercat, and he always wondered if one partner had just betrayed the other, given their profit-minded personalities. “Fine,” Sabercat grumbled. “Then I’m leaving. But, don’t forget, you called us. This is a favor, Nemp.” He moved to turn, but Nemp’s hand shot up, stopping the younger man. “All right,” Nemp said, knowing that Sabercat and Jade would be the only capable smugglers he would find on Nal Hutta at the moment. “Five thousand up front, another twenty-five when you reach Telos with the package.” “You said seven/twenty-eight over the comm,” Sabercat corrected. “Don’t try to cheat me, Nemp. I’m not in the mood.” “Seven/twenty-eight, yes,” Nemp admitted, glad that the simple error had proved Sabercat and Jade were still acting as a team. He blew a stream of tabac smoke out of his mouth, causing Sabercat to wave his hand in front of his face in disgust. “Let’s get on with it, then,” Sabercat growled, much like his namesake. “Where is it?” Nemp pointed to a large crate next to his own landspeeder. Sabercat stared at it quizzically, curious. “What’s in it?” “Jorbo wants to keep that to himself,” Nemp told him boastfully. “Five tarin locks, code based and hot triggered. I wouldn’t try anything, if I were you.” Sabercat held his hands up in mock surrender. “Whatever.” Nemp tossed him a credit chip, which Sabercat immediately inserted into a reader, checking the amount. A smirk slowly crossed his face and he spoke again when his right hand had fallen down to grip his blaster. “Business done. Go now, Nemp. I’m not going to turn my back on a Hutt slime ball like you.” Nemp nodded, putting his hands up in the same manner Sabercat just had, but in this case the gesture was real. With that, he retreated sloppily into his speeder as quick as he could, not entirely sure that Sabercat wouldn’t shoot him as he left. However, Sabercat remained still, standing with cold, narrowed eyes as he watched Nemp hurl his lump of a body into the speeder. *** Nyssa Jade breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her eye away from the blaster rifle’s sight scope as she saw the Hutt minion’s speeder pull away from the dock. She yanked the loose strands of her blond hair away from her face and repositioned them within her topknot. She threw the rifle across her back and strapped it down with a familiar grace before heading down the roof’s exterior stairs. Daven spotted her as she crossed from the warehouse to the docks’ open lot. He gestured to the crate and Nyssa could make out the slight shrug of his shoulders. “It’s huge,” she commented as she walked passed him towards the speeder. She dropped the rifle in the vehicle’s small cargo hold with an unconcerned heave. “What’s in it?” “The Hutt-spawn wouldn’t say,” Daven told her, his brow knitting slightly. Nyssa nodded and came to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body close to his. “I swear,” he continued when her lips were just centimeters from his, “one day Nemp is going to take over the Hutt Empire. He’ll eat Jorbo and become one of them.” Nyssa stopped her near kiss and buried her face in his shoulder, hoping that it would dampen the noise of her rising giggles. “That’s below you, Daven, really,” she gasped in between laughter. She felt him shrug again, and the ripples of his arm’s muscles brushed against her cheek. The humor lapsed and Nyssa glanced back up at her husband, searching his blue eyes. Lips met lips and what was at first a soft kiss deepened into something more real, more familiar to the both of them. Daven reached up and cupped her face in the palms of his hands, pulling her as close to him as he possibly could. They broke apart only after tongue met tongue and they felt the desperate need for air. “Do you still feel it?” Nyssa asked, touching her forehead to his. “Yes,” Daven responded, drawing a ragged breath. “Something’s wrong, Nyssa. We shouldn’t have accepted Nemp’s offer.” “Thirty-five thousand,” she reminded him. “We need it.” He nodded, slowly breaking away from her grip after quickly kissing each of her knuckles. Daven had a premonition the moment Nyssa had received Nemp’s call. There was danger involved in this, he had told her – more than they were used to and of a different breed. It was as if they would be playing with forces that they should have no right to be involved with. But the credits … well, the hyperdrive couldn’t keep working properly with that whine forever. She followed him to the crate, examining it as she came closer. It stood nearly as high as Daven and was less than a meter in depth. It was constructed from durasteel – probably a particularly rich alloy, if Nyssa’s eyes didn’t deceive her – and contained a series of glowing locks across the front. “Fascinating,” she commented. “Makes you wonder what’s in it. What could require that much protection?” She ran her hand loosely over the locks’ buttons and keypads, momentarily entranced. “Do you think I can crack it?” “Now I know where Mara gets it from,” Daven said with a grunt, obviously still uneasy. “Come on, let’s get this thing in the hold and get out of here. This place is a little too rough for my taste. Especially this time of night.” “Oh, don’t think we can handle any Big-Bads ourselves, kitten?” she asked playfully, her eyebrow raised. She enjoyed teasing Daven about his nickname and tried to find new and more creative ways to outwit his jokes. “Oh, I’m sure we could,” he said dryly, “but, in all seriousness, beautiful, I’m a little tired of shooting thugs that try to pick you up.” “Are you jealous?” Nyssa asked, amused but knowing that it was actually more true than not. Daven said nothing, but rolled his eyes and tried to heft up the crate. It was heavy and he strained, his knees buckling, until Nyssa came to his aid. Together they half dragged, half carried the merchandise towards their speeder. “By the Force, we need a repulsor lift,” Daven groaned as he shimmied the crate into the narrow hold. It fought with him for the last few millimeters of free space outside the speeder, but Daven’s brute force finally won out and the crate sat barely within the confines of the cargo hold. “We’ll get one soon,” Nyssa reminded him as she hopped into the passenger seat of the landspeeder. Daven followed her and took his seat at the controls. “You’ve been saying that for fourteen years, beautiful,” he responded good-naturedly as he stepped on the speeder’s accelerator. “And I’ve meant it. With Nemp’s payment.” Daven smirked. “Sure, sure. I’ll believe that when I see it.” He signed, causing Nyssa to turn in her seat towards him. She watched him as he concentrated on the nearly empty traffic lanes ahead of him. His brow was knitted slightly, just like it always did when he focused deeply on a mediocre task, using it to try to momentarily forgot about his real concerns. She raised her hand to brush the top of his ear with her thumb and index finger. She used to brush his hair away from his ears when it was longer and more mismanaged. She was the one that had finally convinced him to cut it, knowing that he would look more the part if he did so, but Nyssa would be the first to admit that she actually liked it better long. Daven’s appearance was now handsomely rogue at best and cruel at worst. He no longer looked innocent and young, but Nyssa knew for a fact that the core of his personality had hardly changed over the years. He was worried, she could tell. She reached behind his hand and gently massaged the back of his neck. He visibly relaxed under her touch. “Is it because of Telos?” Her voice was soft when she asked the question, but she saw Daven’s gaze out the viewport harden considerably. “I don’t think so,” he admitted and Nyssa felt her heart sink at the new gruffness lacing his words. “It’s possible. But everything seems bad, even that box.” “We’ll be fine on Telos,” Nyssa found herself replying. “We can make a second honeymoon out of it. Maybe visit our old haunts …” “Nyssa,” he said, nearly interrupting her. “Some things are better left forgotten.” ***** The First Meeting – Part One He was honestly surprised that the moisture in his breath didn’t solidify and drop to the ground as ice. It was that cold. Daven wrapped his Jedi cloak around the whole of his body, holding it closed tightly around his abdomen. He felt his stomach growl in anguish. When was the last time he had eaten? Two, three standard days ago? He couldn’t remember. And he couldn’t tell what was worse: the cold or the hunger. He pulled up the cloak’s hood and backed into the alley as a few citizens passed by. The hood warmed his ears, but hardly enough to make any difference. Daven wondered for perhaps the third time that night why the transport couldn’t have landed in the summer hemisphere of Telos. He had no food, no lodging, no credits, and - at this rate - no hope for survival. But he knew that complaining in such a situation was pointless, especially for a Jedi Knight. Rise above it – that was the best course of action, as the Masters would say. I think I’ll sink below it, he thought sarcastically as he slid against a building’s façade to the bitter duracrete ground. Everything was gone, at least in Daven’s universe. He had received a message – a small note, really – only a few weeks ago on his personal comlink. It said simply, in a droid-manufactured voice: Temple on Coruscant demolished. Order disbanded. For your safety, attempt no contact. And, at that, he knew there was no going back. He was on his own. Before, at least as he had heard, there was a handful of Knights in hiding near the Temple who could be reached if need be. But no more. They were gone, possibly dead, lying in the remains of the Temple. So he threw his comlink – the last link to the Jedi – away before he left for Telos. To his dismay, however, if not to his surprise, the bounty hunter attacks continued. All the Jedi had been put on some sort of list with their holopics and last known location for whoever thought to make an attempt on their lives. How they continued to find him was beyond his reasoning, but he hoped, for the moment, that he was safe. Telos wasn’t known for its bounty hunter population. Not that he would ever drop his guard. He was huddled there in the chilly alleyway for only a few minutes before the drumming of thick boots broke him out of his thoughts. He looked up and squinted through the raising fog of his breath to see the outline of a humanoid standing before him. “Conne wee Jedi?” The Rodian’s words were harsh and more of an accusation than a question. Daven shook his head, hoping it was just the brown cloak that was giving the impression that he was a Jedi and this wasn’t a bounty hunter on his trail. He didn’t feel well enough to do this now. “Wee Jedi.” Now the sentence wasn’t even formed as a question. “I’m not,” Daven responded in Basic, his tone equally cold. “You’d best be on your way.” He put the Force behind his voice, letting it affect the alien’s mind. “Geewa,” the Rodian hissed and pulled out a concealed blaster pistol. Daven continued to stare up, unmoving, unflinching. A snowflake brushed past his cheek. “You don’t want to do this.” “Doway.” “Indeed.” The Rodian’s finger took only a fraction of a second to completely depress the blaster’s trigger, but that was more than enough time for Daven to react. He leapt to his feet and dodged the beam, drawing his lightsaber as he did so. He had the weapon ignited before his attacker realized that he had missed his point-blank shot and had decapitated the alien before he even had the chance to turn and face him. “Force help me,” Daven whispered, closing his eyes and disengaging his saber as the body fell before him with a muted thump. The snow was falling harder by the time Daven forced himself to open his eyes. It blew around him, pulling down his hood and biting his face. He remembered not to cry, for fear of his tears freezing. “Breathe,” he said aloud, as if it would make his lungs steady once more. He looked down at the dead Rodian, sprawled out under a thin blanket of white, and sucked in a gulp of air. “I’m sorry,” he heard himself say, but the words were empty and lost in the winter wind the moment he uttered them. He ignored the feeling of hopelessness. “You can do this” – he closed his eyes roughly, preparing himself – “do it.” He bent over the corpse, careful not to look into those large, lifeless, black eyes, and begun to dig through the alien’s jacket pocket. He soon found what he was looking for: a small credit pouch. Yanking open its drawstring with numb fingers, Daven poured the contents into the palm of his hand and counted. Fifteen credits. He sighed dejectedly; he had hoped that the Rodian – bounty hunter as he appeared to be – would be carrying more. This would hardly pay for a warm meal on Telos. Putting the credits in his own pocket, he returned the pouch to its owner, making sure that the identification papers would be easily findable. “May you find peace in the Force,” Daven said duly as he stood, secured his lightsaber on his belt, and closed his robe against the cold breeze. He didn’t bother to take one last look at the body, but instead dusted the white fakes out of his auburn hair and walked on. The nearest cantina wasn’t very far, perhaps ten minutes, but the increasingly harsh weather made Daven’s trek difficult. He arrived there in under a half hour with his boots caked in ice. He silently thanked the wonders of Jedi clothing, the engineering of which was so unquestionable that Daven would never bother worrying about his feet getting wet. If he had nothing else, at least he still had his boots, cloak, and tunics. A blast of warm air greeted him as he entered the cantina, instantly thawing his features. He welcomed it and brushed off the rest of the snow from his shoulders. “Hey, buddy,” a gruff voice shouted at him. It came from the barkeep – a dirty, unshaven man – standing at the counter. “Open for paying customers only … onaccounta the weather.” “Of course,” Daven responded kindly, stepping towards him. He pulled the credits out from his inner tunic. “Let me see your menu.” **** -----signature----- Do you ever get bored and find yourself scrolling down a thread just to read the signatures?
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 1/24/05 2:35pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come (AU fic started Jan. 24) - Date Edited: 1/24/05 2:43pm (1 edits total) Edited By: obaona
	snags first post [edit] Will edit again with more in-depth feedback, have no fear. But ... wow. I like how you're doing this. I was wondering how exactly you'd go along with the AUness, but also talking about their first meeting and whatnot. I like how you switched back to that meeting in the first. And Daven - interesting difference in how you describe him. In the first part, he's very cold to others, but warm and loving to Nyssa. (And 14 years? ) Then we skip backwards, and we see Daven, fresh and raw from the Temple being destroyed, from being hunted and alone. sighs and awaits more eagerly -----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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karebear214 Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 1/24/05 2:49pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come (AU fic started Jan. 24)
	Awesome! -----signature----- "I don't like it that you can win an argument without using verbs." - Luke Skywalker to Ben, "Outcast"
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mixza Registered: Jan '04	Date Posted: 1/24/05 2:50pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come (AU fic started Jan. 24)
	Just found this! I usually don't read Jedi Purge fics, but I really like this one. More soon, I hope. -----signature----- "Does that mean there is a woman to be discovered in even Master Obi-Wan's past? Tall, I imagine, and dark-haired. Pathetically desperate to have anyone at all, THAT much goes without saying..." - Anakin Skywalker, Yoda: Dark Rendezvous
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AnakinsHeir Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 1/24/05 3:05pm Subject: RE: Eluding What Will Come (AU fic started Jan. 24)
	I can't wait to see what you have in store for us. An AU? How wonderful! -----signature----- Let Me Go http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/18359174/?2 Master to JediCallista_1_6_e54 A Mother's Wishes http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20272243/?0
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