Before Swings and Roundabouts (JA - RR) *Final post *

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  1. jeday Jedi Knight

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    It did homever sound like the sort of challenge she relished. [face_laugh]
    Liked the Kenobi shaped cushion [face_love] and the sock-fight. :D
    Wonder about the punishment...
  2. Healer_Leona Scattegories Host. Manager Emeritus

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    (one that was a little more seemly than that which she had performed on him at the cantina crawl) -- was that really necessary??? How am I ever going to get that, that... kiss out of my mind???? :D :D Love the way Obi-Wan teased Jemmiah with his socks.. not that I'd want him to do that to me... yuck!!! Oh yay!!! It's hatching!!!
  3. mouse2 Jedi Master

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    Ooooooo! It's hatching! Spider must be so proud! :) =D=

    Obi's been pretty good about coming up with the right answer and not putting his foot in his mouth. I guess he was waiting to do that to Jemmy instead. ;) [face_laugh]
  4. Sabe126 Jedi Master

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    ROTFL at Obi-Wan and his socks! :) Again a lovely introspection from Jemmiah and co. Was that the end?
  5. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Jemmiah's top lip curled distastefully as Spider imparted her news. Far from looking ecstatic the poor girl seemed to be, for reasons best known to herself, rather frightened! Standing in the centre of the room, the focus of everyone's attention, the green and pick haired young woman held out the sacred egg between her hands, totally mesmerised. Quite what was so fascinating about it all was quite beyond Jemmiah. It was an egg! Of course it was going to hatch: what did she think it was going to do? Sprout wings and take off round the room?

    "Hang on." Jemmiah rubbed uncomfortably at the back of her neck. "I'm not having this?"

    Obi-Wan frowned at her. "Having what?"

    "This hatching business. I don't want baby Dinkos running around all over Evla's apartment!" She transferred her dissatisfied gaze to Spider, who seemed to be hypnotised by the sight of the procedure. "You can't give birth here! Evla wouldn't like it!"

    "She can't very well stop it!" Obi-Wan gave an exasperated chuckle. "It's a perfectly natural process. What's so wrong with it? It's not as if we're going to be running backwards and forwards with basins of hot water and towels all afternoon!"

    Jemmiah shrugged. "It just doesn't seem nice to do that sort of thing in somebody else's house, that's all."

    Rolling his eyes, Obi-Wan joined Rela in crowding around Spider, peering over her shoulder at the wonderful miracle of life that was taking place. It was quite a privilege to be able to witness such a perfect moment?even if he didn't particularly share Spider's unswerving enthusiasm for Dinkos. As he watched the speckled, almost stone-like shell surface being pecked away from inside Obi-Wan wondered what it must be like for the little creature struggling to break out into the bigger world. He stopped himself at the last moment from thinking on it as a little 'defenceless' creature.

    There was no such thing as a defenceless Dinko.

    Not even a baby one. They came armed with a whole arsenal of nasty surprises no matter how young or how small they appeared. For a while the three figures stood without saying a single word whilst in the background a distinctly put-out Jemmiah, dismayed at having lost her favourite cushion to such a disgusting and messy process, settled for stealing Obi-Wan's place on the couch, lying her length along it. So much for her wonderful legs if they lost out to an egg! Boiled, fried, scrambled, and poached?even in its raw stage he seemed to prefer food to her! Like that time he'd spent tucking into his carryout supper and hot, spiced Guelm sausage when he could have been spicing up their love life instead. Typical!

    "Let me get this right." She asked, knowing that nobody was really listening to her. "You're going to stand around for hours in an informal huddle until 'Fang jnr' puts in an appearance, yes? How long does this reproduction business take?"

    "Depends." Said Spider, anxiously biting her lip. "If it's a Dinko then we could be talking hours. If it's you and Obi-Wan I guess it's however long it takes for you to finish eating the Sand Dune pizza." She caught the horrified look on Obi-Wan's face, as if she'd dealt his manhood a crippling blow. "Joke!"

    The tiny taps from within side the shell continued, and Spider's face suddenly seemed to alter dramatically from extreme nervousness to total incredulity. Why, she wondered, was there tapping going on? Why did it seem as if her Dinko was trying to peck its way out? The first moments of doubt began to steel upon her. This?wasn't what she had been expecting at all.

    "Something's not right." She ventured, afraid at first to voice her fears.

    "What do you mean?" Rela piped up, frowning as the egg did a peculiar, rocking little dance on the palm of Spider's hands. "It looks fine to me. I mean, it's an egg, right? What's so wrong with it? Is it deformed? Double-yoke or something?"

    "I?I'm not sure." Spider grimaced, slowly lowering herself back down onto the nearest seat so that she could watch her nestling close up. There WAS something amiss. She knew it, even if
  6. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    HOLY FORCE! I have a bad feeling about this. As soon as I get back from work, I'm posting so the fate of Fione's wayward Padawan will be revealed.
  7. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Dex tapped his fingers repeatedly against the water dispenser, beating a nonsensical made-up rhythm with the tip of his nails. He'd have to get those cut, he thought to himself; otherwise he'd been in line for another cantina crawl-style drag makeover. It had taken an age to rid himself of the blusher, eyeshadow and nail polish - days in fact. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't really give a damn what people thought about him - if anything he loved shocking people - he might have considered staying at home until the last of the makeup had been removed. For days afterwards he could still be seen sporting the clip-on earring in his right lobe, just for the hell of it. He was used to pretty females plying him with lipstick, but it was usually on their lips to start with, not his!

    But despite the dreaded Kryztan business, of which he had remained ignorant for the best part of the event, the cantina crawl had been a lively and entertaining affair. He'd seen Qui-Gon get drunk - always an amusing sight - Lilith Demodae lopping off the head of a topiary swan with Qui-Gon's lightsabre and best of all a drugged and inebriated Mace Windu having a close encounter with a multi-pronged gardening rake. It had quite taken his mind off his troubles for a while. Not that Dex was a vindictive person, but he was fairly certain he'd have ranked the rake accident as the highlight of the past thirty years of his life?

    And again today there had been fun, frolics and high spirits that had been overshadowed by the tragic incidents that had befallen Kylenn and Fione. They'd returned to the temple with the stricken padawan: what else could they do? He knew that Qui-Gon would forgive him for running out and leaving him when he was supposed to be searching for the two eloped lovers. Not only that but he'd dragged Leona away with him as well! But Qui-Gon would understand.

    When they'd got back the whole infirmary seemed to be in the middle of a miniature crisis. Bacta tanks were being set up, people were rushing around in uncharacteristic Jedi hurry. Dimallie and Simeon had instantly melted back into the ranks of the healers as if the infirmary had simply absorbed them into its walls, whilst Leona worked inside the medical suite next door with An-Paj, battling to save Kylenn.

    They had allowed Yaddle in with her. Such a small being didn't exactly get in the way. Added to which it was easier in the long run just to give in: arguing with Yaddle was invariably a waste of breath.

    So, there he was. Stuck in the infirmary waiting room all on his own.

    He'd only been a patient once in his life and frankly that had been traumatic enough. A broken jaw caused by?well, he had a fair idea who had caused it even although had nothing in the way of proof. But a broken jaw was as nothing when compared to a life-threatening head injury. Force, he hoped that An-Paj could help Kylenn: there was hardly a person less deserving of such an injury as padawan Imri. Wasn't that what they always said? Only the good died young? He could hardly remember a kinder person in his life than Kylenn?except perhaps for Lydia.

    "Dex?"

    The female voice, gentle yet at the same time commanding caused Berlingside to jump. He'd been so lost in his own bleak thoughts that he'd not even heard Leona entering the room from the door that connected the medical suite to the waiting room via the small anti chamber. The poor woman looked tired, but managed to convey a small degree of optimism in her bearing that gave Dex room to hope that all might yet be well with Kylenn.

    "Sorry?didn't see you there." Dex replied, ceasing his idle tapping on the water dispenser. "You have news on Kylenn?"

    Leona nodded. "Good news. We've stabilised the head wound. There's no excessive swelling pressing against the brain. I think Dimallie did a good job there." She noted with more than a hint of pride. "And now it's just a case of the fracture healing. We've put in bone knitters which should do the job nicely but we'll keep her sedated for the next day or so." Leona straightened the h
  8. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    Love the observation about Mace after the baby-delivering. Rather amusing. "Many moons ago," indeed! Leona's so cute.
  9. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Thanks Ish! :D Btw, tomorrow's post is the penultimate one from me, so come Tuesday I'll be wrapping up my own posts on this thread. :)
  10. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    I've got an expletive-worthy time going on around here, since my dad's been at home for 4 days, so I'm trying to find time to post. Next time I'm at the library, I"ll get off a good, conclusive post up.
  11. Sabe126 Jedi Master

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    Jemmiah - LOL! Did Dex forget he was wearing it? I never thought that Mace would be squeamish! That?s good news about Kylenn.

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    ?Do you think we should interrupt?? Rem whispered to Mia as they watched the spectacle unfolding in front of them.

    ?No,? Mia replied, ?let them get on with it.?

    They both watched transfixed as Dex continued to attempt to remove his crash helmet. ?It?s stuck!? He exclaimed. Leona sighed, muttering something under her breath about it would help if he weren?t so big headed about everything. ?Hey! I heard that!? He responded, in a slightly injured tone.

    ?Stay still,? Leona commanded, as between them they managed to remove the offending headgear.

    ?That?s why I never argue with a healer,? Dex grinned at her. ?Something you should both remember.? The Jedi Master turned to the doorway where Rem and Mia stood.

    ?We will,? they both told him, leaving the anteroom and entering the corridor.

    ?How can I help?? Leona asked.

    ?We just wanted to know if there is any news about Kylenn?? Mia asked.

    Leona explained the situation; ?I?m just about to take Dimallie home.?

    ?Will you tell her we?ll see her tomorrow?? Rem asked. The healer nodded. ?Thank you.?

    Rem and Mia set off down the corridor, leaving the two Jedi Masters looking after them. Turning away from the healer wing, they crossed the main hall of the Temple and took the elevator to the residential area.

    ?It?s been quite a day.? Rem remarked softly, as the doors closed.

    ?We?ve been lucky?, Mia replied, ?it could have been a lot worse.?

    The doors opened on the third floor of the residential block. ?I?ll see you in the morning?? Rem asked, as they stepped out of the elevator.

    She nodded, ?After my appointment with the Soul Healers. We?ll go and see Dimallie then and you have to see Master Windu.? Rem looked at her in confusion. ?I?m sure he will want to continue your fascinating conversation about the senate at some point.?

    Rem groaned, ?That reminds me, I still have to finish my assignment.?

    ?Well our day might not be as bad as Jemmiah and Obi-Wan?s is going to be.? She gave him a hug, ?See you tomorrow Rem.?

    As Mia keyed open the door to the apartment, she realised that what she thought she had sensed wasn?t wrong. The lights were on, Master Sifo-Dyas had returned from wherever he had been. Smiling to herself she shut the door behind her. It was time for a new start.
  12. Healer_Leona Scattegories Host. Manager Emeritus

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    Jemmiah--Well... what is it if not a dinko??? Grrrr.... :D :D

    Not that Dex was a vindictive person, but he was fairly certain he'd have ranked the rake accident as the highlight of the past thirty years of his life? --- he just enjoys seeing Mace squirm. Yay, it's a relief that Kylenn will be okay. Especially small ones. They seem to get to the bottom of things a lot quicker?" -- can't decide whether to laugh or feel insulted. [face_laugh] Ahhhh, Leona knows what the punishment is.... when will we find out??

    Sabe-- muttering something under her breath about it would help if he weren?t so big headed about everything-- such a true statement!! [face_laugh] Smiling to herself she shut the door behind her. It was time for a new start. --- awwww... wonderful end there! =D=


  13. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Sabe: lovely little post, very positive outlook for the youngsters to have after the end of all the chaos and mayhem! Liked the way they were listening to Dex's banter, too! :)

    Here goes with my penultimate post!

    *******

    He should have been glad. Should have been delighted that Kylenn was, according to the latest bulletin, going to recover. Should have been glad that he'd had such a fabulous afternoon filled with joy and passion. Should have been delighted that his master hadn't seen fit to dismember both himself and Jemmiah for being less than honest with him?

    Yet.

    Obi-Wan sipped slowly from his cup, enjoying the sensation of the hot herbal tea warming his body, spreading from his insides right to his fingertips and even his toes. Similarly Qui-Gon had chosen to unwind with his own favoured green tea, (a little too strong for Obi-Wan's liking) sitting reclining in his comfortable, body conforming chair. He too supped at the contents of his cup, although he did so with perhaps a modicum of masterly dignity as opposed to his apprentice who inserted the occasional deliberate slurp to catch his master's attention. Qui-Gon was too silent for Obi-Wan's taste, and a brooding Qui-Gon no doubt meant a master whose ever-turning mind was dwelling on the small matter of the punishment that had been so oft mentioned, but never fully discussed.

    Somehow, Obi-Wan would have to draw the man out of himself?get him to talk. He was fed up with the waiting!

    "Spider's probably gone home by now." Obi-Wan offered up conversationally. "Rela too, no doubt. Force knows what they're going to do."

    Qui-Gon raised his eyes to meet those of his padawan. "Sorry?"

    "Spider. You know?Geri Pippage. Jemmiah's colourful ex-school friend." Obi-Wan replied indifferently, trying to sound as casual as he possibly could. "Her egg hatched round at Evla's place."

    "Pardon?" Qui-Gon stared at his padawan as if he were speaking a newly invented language.

    "She's been carrying this Dinko egg around with her because it was rejected by its parent Dinkos. At least she thought it was a Dinko." He gave a tiny snicker of laughter before taking a quick swallow of tea. "Turns out that it wasn't exactly a Dinko after all."

    Despite the bizarre aspect to the conversation Qui-Gon found himself intrigued. "And what was it?"

    "A Tooni Fowl."

    Qui-Gon frowned, pondering the obvious follow-up question.

    "How exactly does one get," he wondered, setting his cup down on the table before him, "a Tooni from a Dinko egg?"

    "That's just it, master." Obi-Wan laughed, remembering the confusion on poor Spider's face. "Dinko eggs and Tooni eggs are almost identical?same colour and size. It would be easy to mix them up, and understandable that if a person were to see such an egg in a Dinko nest that they would assume it were the genuine article."

    "Well," Qui-Gon tapped his fingers against the arm of his chair, "yes. I could agree that might well be the case but it doesn't explain how precisely there appears to be a Tooni egg in with the Dinkos in the first place."

    Obi-Wan nodded sharply. "Yes," he conceded, "that was the thing that had us all stumped too. But then Spider recollected that about five weeks ago she had a friend over to stay; some semi-homeless fellow by the name of Firzel Eaglebeak." The padawan paused. "Or was it Fizzlebeak? I forget now - although it hardly matters. Anyhow, this friend of hers was looking for some work. Spider said she needed help in cleaning out her tanks seeing as how her Dinkos had just produced eggs. Apparently she asked this young man if he had any experience working with animals and he said," Obi-Wan assumed a knowing, judgmental look, "that he had because his brother was at that moment working in a poultry production farm that specialised in Tooni Fowl?"

    "Let me guess." Qui-Gon smiled. "She gave this person the task of cleaning out her tanks in return for some money, the eggs got smashed and he sent along to his brother for substitute eggs until he could scour the emporiums of Coruscant in search of rea
  14. Healer_Leona Scattegories Host. Manager Emeritus

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    Jemmiah, that is just evil!! [face_devil] I'm racking my brain trying to figure out what it might be and it's no use. Love that the dinko turned out to be a tooni fowl and that it's imprinted on Rela is great!!!

    I'd add applause now, but I'm thinking that an epilogue is in order to prevent me from going round the bend on what their punishment is. Pretty please???? 8-}
  15. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Don't worry, you'll find out what the punishment is tomorrow in the last post! :D
  16. Sabe126 Jedi Master

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    Healer Leona and Jemmiah - Thanks for your comments. The ending of my last instalment was slightly cliche but I thought it fitted the situation :)

    Jemmiah - It wasn't exactly revenge as such?Jedi did not seek revenge - LOL! But that is the closest they get to it! I'm relieved there is a prologue as it would be too mean to leave it there. I'm guessing that they either have to help at the creche or dress up as one of the 'friends' that Jemmiah had her pic taken with at the amusement park?
  17. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    It was not unusual to see Mistress Jocasta Nu in her favorite position, ankles crossed with almost painful order, a datapad balanced precariously on her knobby knees. One eye squeezed shut while the other peered disdainfully at some erroneous translation or misguided interpretation through her monocle.

    To see this transplanted into the Healer's Wing, however, was somewhat startling.

    Li didn't know how long she'd been there, only that the bird-like woman had been there when she'd awakened the second time.

    I'm doomed.

    "Well, Padawan Khe," she murmured without looking up from her datapad. "A fine mess you've gotten yourself into."

    "Mistress Nu," Li stammered, pushing herself into a sitting position with considerable effort, "I..."

    She stopped short. It was a lesson learned from bitter and repeated experience that the worst thing you could say to the Head Archivist was "I didn't mean to."

    Jocasta patted her knee in a not-quite-reassuring fashion. "Peace, child, you are not here for a reprimand."

    "I got my Master killed," she countered quietly.

    "Don't be ridiculous, child," Jocasta snorted. "Gravity killed your Master, not you."

    That's still no comfort.

    The only measure of comfort she could glean, in fact, was in the familiar severity of this imposing woman.

    "You had a few misfortunes and missteps on a sanctioned holiday," she corrected. "Hardly a crime punishable by death."

    What crime punishable by death was Fione guilty of?

    But all of her futile questions went unanswered, perhaps unheeded.

    Mistress Nu turned away, returned with a painfully familiar package, one that every person who'd come in contact with the Temple tailors could identify.


    "The Council wishes to see you," she explained nothing at all. "It would not do to grace their presence in cropped slacks and a tunic of...questionable values."

    Li's face brightened in color to the hue of the flaming-red shirt emblazoned with the declaration of "Getting high was a rush on the Massive Crush."

    "No, Mistress Nu," she admitted.

    The woman at least had the decency to leave the room while Li changed, returning with one of the more vociferous wheelchairs every constructed in the seven Sith hells.

    "I apologize for the rudimentary nature of this contraption," she sniffed, "but that Force-blind Corellian smart-aleck has managed to demolish or confiscate every functioning repulsorchair that the Temple owned."

    Li didn't respond, wasn't expected to. Within the minute, they were riding the long turbolift to the Council chambers.

    They rode in silence for a long time, eyes focused on different things, thoughts united in record of another Master faded into the mists of fond remembrance.

    "It's a pity," Nu sighed at last. "You and Fione were not the best of the Archivists, but you certainly kept things entertaining."

    Li's mouth stretched into a vague smile. "It was mostly her, hiding the 'Tug My Slug' whipped cream issue in the Arra Rho 'Meditations on the Living Force' or playing dejarik with the collection of busts from the statuary. I simply did nothing to stop it or, at best, found something to make it even more fun for us."

    "It's not an exciting calling," Nu continued, though Li could sense her amusement at the memories, "but it is a noble and necessary one. We shall miss you both greatly."

    What is to become of me without her?

    A blast of molten sulfur hit her stomach with the force of the hammer used to cripple her. "We shall miss..."

    "Wait a minute," Li squeaked in tandem with that blasted wheelchair. "What do you mean, miss us both? I thought they gave a full day's warning before execution."

    There was no time for explanation, since the turbolift hissed to a stop and the doors opened to reveal the antechamber of the Council wing.

    "I leave you here, child," Nu concluded. "May the Force bring you more wisdom than ever before in this time of decision."
    *****
    It was hard to say what the mood of the Council was, but it was not good. Master Yoda wa
  18. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Wow! What a wonderful last post, Ish! :) Nu's little talk was supremely gentle in respect of her loss, and her regret genuine. Lol, loved the chair quip! And Li's reaction to hearing that she was no longer to continue working in the archives but become a field working jedi was very real indeed. And the agricorps joke was great too! :)

    Thank you to everyone who has written, read or left comments on this story. Unless anyone else has additional writing to do, this is the last post on Swings & Roundabouts. Enjoy! :)

    ********


    "...MINDERS AT THE SQUIDLINGS CRÈCHE PARTY!"

    Jemmiah typed furiously at the keypad of her diary, her fingers flying so fast that she didn't stop to check if her punctuation was accurate or not. Usually a great deal of soul searching and pondering was poured into every diary entry she wrote - but not this time! No, she thought grimly, this time she was going to bypass coherency for what lay in the heart.

    And what lay in the heart wasn't necessarily pretty.

    "Me! A childminder! Force, Qui-Gon has a nasty, evil streak in him! He KNOWS how much I hate kids! He's heard me complain about it often enough so there's no other explanation for this grizzly punishment except either out of retribution or mischief! I tell you, I was NOT amused when he told me, nor was I when the ghastly moment arrived!

    You see, diary, today was the annual crèche party. Yep, the one day of the year when Jedi let go of all their sense of dignity and allow the younglings a chance to have a little fun. Of course, at the stroke of midnight they are forced to return to their state of surgically removed humour, but until then they have the free run of the place. Which is all well and good, because I usually love to see the masters losing a little of their stiff-upper-lipped dignity, but when you're suddenly on the receiving end of such infamy you revise your opinions pretty darned quickly!

    For my sin of swearing (which I must confess I have indulged in almost continually since Qui-Gon told me what the punishment was) I had to help out with the catering of the crèche kiddies party. And not just help make the kriffing stuff, pardon my vile Corellian language, but lay it all out nicely - and even serve the jelly and iced vanilla! I've been reduced to the level of a scullery droid! Do you know how much my ego is smarting from this? Especially when Master Berlingside stuck his head round the door (the idiot - more on that later) and remarked "nice apron" at me!

    I had my revenge though because I made the jelly up from a special Jemmiah recipe. One part Jelly, one part water, one part gin. Except that I removed all trace of water and used another part gin instead, so it was really an 'Old Flame' gin jelly, I guess. But the kids loved it!

    Until they started throwing up all over the floor - but nevermind. Master J was standing aimlessly by (just making sure that Ben and I didn't try to wander away without his permission) and so he was given the wonderful task of sweeping up all the vomit off the tiles! I have such wonderful ideas!

    There are times when I love being me. This is one of them.

    Master Windu managed to sit on a plate of discarded iced vanilla, which the kids all loved and begged him to do again. I think they all thought he was some kind of entertainer, but he certainly didn't look too amused. Especially when somebody (cough, cough?Dex) asked how it compared to the rake.

    I hate to think how Obi-Wan took the news of his specific little party related task. Pretty badly, I would have thought. You see, Ben has amassed a pretty amazing stash of music chips over the years I have known him. Jizz, crash, kloo-melody, high-impact?and some weird Togorian stuff called hrrrangg which to me sounds a bit like someone repeatedly drawing their nails against a plexi-window, but nevermind. For a person who supposedly leads a non-cluttered, simple way of life with few possessions to his name, Ben had a lot of stuff stashed away! Stuff that even Quiggy knows nothing about?but I'm not going to mention that.

    Not unles
  19. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    Hilarious! I mainstreamed Li mostly because I intend to start a story based on her and I hope to have Ty-Gon's character involved somehow.
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    Ishtar-- I was quite prepared to dislike Jocasta Nu from the start, but I'm glad to see she's at least being logical... if not exactly comforting. What crime punishable by death was Fione guilty of?
    --- ahhh, that was terribly sad. Grrr.. Nu's assesment of Jemmiah! Ish, that was brillant!!! I'm so happy for Li... well other than losing her master of course.

    Jemmiah-A fine punishment indeed!! Of course, at the stroke of midnight they are forced to return to their state of surgically removed humour, -- Love that line!! Leave it to Jem to spice up the party and Obi-Wan to find some way to hurt himself. Okay, you took care of the punishment, but left dangling a very suspicious thread that I can only assume is relevent to something in the future???

    Stunning end both of you!!! =D=
  21. mouse2 Jedi Master

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    Ishtar - I was like Leona and was all ready to dislike Jocasta Nu but instead was happily surprised to see her comfort Li. Although Li wasn't too comforted by her comments. I feel bad that Li is to be mainstreamed, but who knows what she'll be able to learn in the end. (And what we'll be able to read. ;) )

    Jem - Personally I think that's cruel and unusual punishment! But I'm glad to see that Jemmy made the most of it and trued to get the crechlings to suffer as much as she did. [face_whistling]

    What a wonderful ending to a wonderful story! And I know that Jem is happy that this one didn't take two years to write! ;)
  22. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    Jocasta Nu always reminded me very much of my boss, Kelly, from, ironically, my job at the library. That entire scene was based on some conversations I had with her once upon a lifetime.

    I saw that the Official Summer Challenge has to do with "Building Bridges" and my submission will be involving Li and her new Master, the first few days of mainstreaming.
  23. Jemmiah Jedi Grand Master

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    Urgh...don't even mention the two years it took to get TLST finished. Correction: nearly finished! There's the epilogue still to do!
  24. DarthIshtar Chosen One

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    Ooh, does that mean I can still do a Bal/Li scene?
  25. Sabe126 Jedi Master

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    DarthIshtar - We trust what the Force tells us and if you do the same, you will find the strength you need to be a Knight yourself ? That was a lovely ending. Poor Li but at least she can begin to look to the future. LOL at Madame Nu?s description of Jemmiah. Does Jemmiah know she calls her that?

    Jemmiah ? Ah, I was sort of right! Poor Jem and Obi-Wan but it could have been a lot worse! forced to return to their state of surgically removed humour ? LOL! Loved her improved recipe and it looks like she got her revenge on Qui-Gon! LOL at Simeon and Dex arguing about pass the parcel and at Mace sitting on the jelly! Excellent round up of the various chaos they caused at the park. I think Qui-Gon will be taking that holo down pretty soon!
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