Unwanted Allies, Unexpected Enemies (another fic by me)

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  1. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    Hey peoples! This is a story in progress that I've been thinking off the top of my head (and during school). Just remember that nothing is quite as it seems.

    Also, I'm trying different styles of writing and I always like a good conspiracy (who doesn't?) so just bare with me if you get confused or anything, okeyday??

    **********
    Allai Du'lin-18
    Obi-Wan Kenobi-21
    Qui-Gon Jinn- (does anyone *really* know his age? I heard it was going to be 69, but it got changed to a bit younger when Liam was casted)
    *********


    Chap 1


    ?Jedi? Here? I thought I told you to deal with them!? the angry voice of the Rwette hissed out. The Rewrite?s rough hide wrinkled in disgust.

    ?We tried, Your Worship!? the Togorian mewed, his coat standing on in, eyes glittering. ?They hailed us and had us identified before we could fire a shot! Our ship?s picked up their distress signal they sent to Coruscant! We dared not risk having the Republic after us!?

    Lord Worship Trekin?s red eyes glittered at the Togorian. ?So, you thought it was wiser to bring them directly to me??

    ?You always say to keep your enemies close!?

    Trekin hissed again. ?The Jedi were not suppose to come into play yet.? The Rwette raised a clawed hand at the Togorian, then waved it around the chamber. ?Servant!?

    A dark haired figure stepped forward, eyes lowered to the dirt of the floor. ?Yes, Your Worship?? her voice was soft and humble, with a hint of nervousness.

    ?Escort the Jedi to the far guest wing,? Trekin ordered, the angry lilt still in his voice. ?Tell them I will speak to them shortly.?

    ?Yes, Your Worship,? the servant bowed. She left the chamber quickly.

    ******

    more to come!!!
  2. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    Hopefully, someone will see this. . .


    *******Allai Du?lin swore under her breath as she hurried towards the landing bay across the Rwette headquarters. Of all the unfortunate things to happen! Jedi interfering! She had things under control, but now with Jedi here security when go up even more and her little espionage would become even more of a challenge.

    And she was so close! Blast those Jedi! Who had called for them anyway? Certainly not the Inglus, they were the most naïve species she had ever known. The Terrine sector was over-populated with such naïve species. That was probably why the Rwettes were so eager to manipulate them.

    She was still seething over this new dilemma when she reached the landing bay. A Republic shuttle was docked, surrounded by Rwette guards. The running lights were flashing red as the lap lowered. Pausing to pull her hood a little lower over her face, she stepped up to the Rwette captain.

    ?Captain Rin,? she bowed her head. ?His Worship has delivers you a message. The Jedi are to speak with him.?

    The Rwette turned his red eyes on her. Allai knew she looked just as harmless as any other go-for girl in Trekin?s hands. Her figure was hidden by the ugly brown dress and shawls that wrapped around her body and head. She had been working in Trekin?s private chambers and the dirt was no good on the finer clothing of the girls in waiting. Although the brown seemed to lower the servant?s status, in a Rwette?s eyes it was a higher honor. And Allai had reached that honor in only a month of her service. Of course, Trekin thought she had been in his service her whole life.

    Captain Rin nodded. ?We will escort you.? He gave a signal to one of the guards and their weapons were held in a guarded manner.

    The Republic shuttle?s running lights went blue, then to a dim white. The ramp lowered and for a moment there was no sign of life. Then two hooded figures appeared in the entrance. They paused before stepping down the ramp. Allai studied them from under her hood. The taller one in the darker robe took the lead, the other a step behind and to the right. Master and apprentice, Allai concluded within a second.

    Captain Rin stepped forward. ?Greetings, Jedi Knights of the Honored Republic.?

    The Jedi bowed and the taller man spoke. ?Greetings. I thank you for escorting us to your planet.?

    Allai held back a smirk. Jedi, always being so polite and political.

    Captain Rin nodded. ?We received your distress, Honored Jedi. We are glad to be of help.? He darted a look to Allai. ?Lord Worship Trekin will speak with you shortly. Please,? he gave a signal to his troops and several took posts around the ship. Rin gestured for Allai to show them the way.

    Allai nodded briefly. ?This way, please.? She turned and began walking through the cleaner halls of the headquarters. The areas of the palace that were for guests were only for show. The inhabited chambers and tunnels were dirt floored to the Rwettes? liking. She led them into a formal hall that could have been designed by an Alderaanian. She wondered briefly if the Jedi noticed that although the palace was sparkling, she was covered in dirt. If they didn?t, Jedi reputation was just a folly. ?Please be seated. My Master will be with you shortly.? Allai strode away, careful to take the small ?pretty? steps that Trekin?s go-for girls were trained to do.

    Rin notified Trekin. Allai took her place by the door, waiting for Trekin to give her an order. Rin left, excusing himself without much remark. Allai suspected he was going to check out their shuttle.

    ?Why were we attacked, Master?? a young, accented voice asked.

    The other shrugged and removed his hood, revealing a softly lined face and a mass of long, graying hair. ?Why are we ever attacked, Padawan?? The Jedi?s voice was soft with a hint of annoyance.

    The apprentice removed his hood and gazed about the room for a moment. Allai studied him for a moment. He looked to be in his early-twenties. Her assumption had been right, he wore the braid of a Padawan apprentice and h
  3. HealerLeona Jedi Master

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    I'm the first to reply to a well-written Ja story. Cool!

    Amidolee- intriguing start. I hope there's lots more to come soon.

    Post often, post soon
  4. Talon 20 Jedi Padawan

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    <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Geneva,Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by HealerLeona:
    Post often, post soon[/B]

    What HealerLeona said.

  5. Talon 20 Jedi Padawan

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    <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Geneva,Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by HealerLeona:
    Post often, post soon[/B]

    What HealerLeona said.

  6. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    I'm just an eager little poster 2nite!!

    O, to those who read Portrait, I updated today and I have to more ready to go for tomorrow!!! Just because I love u all!! And to make up for the lull that might come out of this weekend.

    *******

    ?The younger one is rather handsome, don?t you think?? Liea giggled as she waited for the pitcher to be filled.

    Allai shrugged as she hefted her own pitcher. ?He seemed rather boring to me,? she said aloofly. She didn?t really feel like making chat with Liea and the other girls of the Court. Her mind was already racing off with plans.

    ?Well, I agree with Liea,? Ahra said, twirling her blonde braid around her long finger. The two young women burst into giggles.

    Allai contained an eye-roll and headed out into the dining hall. The other girls were behind her, their gowns whispering as they walked. All three girls wore their hair in long braids that fell to their waists. Various flower petals rested in their hair, softly scented and alluring. Their gowns were a soft peach and low cut, shoulders and neck bare. The flimsy gowns wrapped around them and showed much of their movements. It always made Allai feel as if she was for show.

    The sacrifices of trying to unravel conspiracies and plots of sentient species who seemed only concerned with power and lust.

    Ahra glided into the room, making sure she brushed past the Jedi. She bowed to Trekin, who was seated at the long table?s head and served him the fruit. The whole time she was by Trekin she darted glances at the younger Jedi. Liea was almost worse. The brunette spilled her pitcher onto her dress when she passed the Jedi. She let out a gasp as the beverage splashed onto the younger Jedi and herself.

    ?Oh! I?m so sorry!? Liea gasped. She set the pitcher on the table. ?Sorry, Honorable Sir! I didn?t mean to offend you in any way!?

    The younger Jedi looked at her in surprise, whether from the cold drink splashed on him or Liea?s apologies. ?Uh, here, let me help,? he said, clearly embarrassed. He took the cloth napkins from his plate and handed them to her.

    ?Oh, thank you!? Liea gushed. She pealed the wet fabric from her chest and held it away from her. She clearly wanted him to do the honors.

    The look on the Jedi?s face almost caused Allai to drop her own pitcher and tray. Liea was clearly pleased by the Jedi?s blush. Allai glanced over at the Jedi Master, seeing the slight amusement in his eyes. There wasn?t surprise there. Had incidents like this happened before? Allai turned her attention back to Trekin, who looked a little bemused by Liea?s display of interest. Allai filled his glass and then set the pitcher in front of him. She took the fruit tray and carried it down to the end to the Master.

    ?Don?t take the red fruit, Master Jedi,? Allai said quietly. ?They don?t agree with humans.?

    ?Thank you for the warning,? Qui-Gon Jinn, she remembered, said. ?What would you suggest??

    ?The kilu. They?re the purple ones,? Allai said, starting to like the Jedi Master.

    While he chose his fruit, the Jedi darted a look at his apprentice. Allai followed his gaze and felt a smile tug on her lips. Liea had him drying off her skirt by the hip while she did her front. The Master looked back at her, the amusement sparkling in his blue eyes.

    ?Your apprentice is very polite,? Allai commented. She took the tray and went around the table to offer the fruit to the other Jedi. Liea looked up at her, glaring at Allai for the interruption. Undaunted, she placed the tray in front of him. ?Would you like some fruit, Jedi??

    He seemed a bit relieved. He nodded and reached for the red fruit. Liea took the tray away from him. She raised an eyebrow at Allai. ?Could you take these to the kitchen?? she said, holding up the soiled napkins. ?I will take over for now.?

    ?Certainly,? Allai nodded, snatching up the napkins. ?I was only doing the Jedi a favor.? She glanced at the younger Jedi, who seemed to be trying hard to not cringe away from Liea. ?Don?t eat the red fruit.? With that, she turned and glided gracefully to the k
  7. roomies with no lives Jedi Knight

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    Boris here:
    Woo hoo! another fic by Amidolee!
    &lt;goes back to setting up telescope for another night's observing&gt;

    -Boris
  8. padawan3 Jedi Master

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    Very nice. I wait anxiously for another post.
  9. Fallon Jedi Knight

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    Good story! Please, post soon and keep up the good work!

    Fallon
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  11. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    The night was wearing long. Allai glanced at the chronometer in the wall. It was past the first
    morning hour. She had been listening to the Jedi?s conversation for hours and had learned
    nothing except that the younger Jedi didn?t appreciate Liea?s advances and that his name was
    Obi-Wan. The Master was patient and seemed reluctant to talk about anything important in the
    room. He probably suspected that a bug had been planted by the Rwettes.

    With a sigh, she changed the channel, hoping to listen in on Trekin. No good, he was sleeping
    now, too. She might as well get her usual four hours of sleep in. Her nights were spent listening
    from the various bugs planted throughout the palace. She had trained herself to survive off of four
    hours of sleep a night.

    She shifted from her cramped position in the old service closet to keep her limbs from falling
    asleep. These nights of listening usually brought nothing, but she had learned a few helpful things
    to satisfy her. Now she knew that the Rwettes assumed interest in ruling a small Empire was just
    a cover up. Yes, they would like to do that too, but there was something else they wished to gain.
    And that, was what she didn?t know.

    The dust used to tickle her nose and cause her to sneeze, but now it was just another thing to
    deal with. If the dust wasn?t there that would mean she hadn?t found a good headquarters for her
    little spying sessions. It no longer bothered her.

    She switched channels.

    ?. . . tonight.? A voice crackled through.

    ?But if the Republic finds out-?

    ?The Republic is not a problem. The Jedi sent a distress signal. The Republic will merely think
    they were killed in a raid.?

    ?The Republic isn?t that stupid-?

    The transmission was cut off abruptly. Allai froze. It wasn?t from the other end, either. Someone
    had found her out.


  12. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    The night was wearing long. Allai glanced at the chronometer in the wall. It was past the first
    morning hour. She had been listening to the Jedi?s conversation for hours and had learned
    nothing except that the younger Jedi didn?t appreciate Liea?s advances and that his name was
    Obi-Wan. The Master was patient and seemed reluctant to talk about anything important in the
    room. He probably suspected that a bug had been planted by the Rwettes.

    With a sigh, she changed the channel, hoping to listen in on Trekin. No good, he was sleeping
    now, too. She might as well get her usual four hours of sleep in. Her nights were spent listening
    from the various bugs planted throughout the palace. She had trained herself to survive off of four
    hours of sleep a night.

    She shifted from her cramped position in the old service closet to keep her limbs from falling
    asleep. These nights of listening usually brought nothing, but she had learned a few helpful things
    to satisfy her. Now she knew that the Rwettes assumed interest in ruling a small Empire was just
    a cover up. Yes, they would like to do that too, but there was something else they wished to gain.
    And that, was what she didn?t know.

    The dust used to tickle her nose and cause her to sneeze, but now it was just another thing to
    deal with. If the dust wasn?t there that would mean she hadn?t found a good headquarters for her
    little spying sessions. It no longer bothered her.

    She switched channels.

    ?. . . tonight.? A voice crackled through.

    ?But if the Republic finds out-?

    ?The Republic is not a problem. The Jedi sent a distress signal. The Republic will merely think
    they were killed in a raid.?

    ?The Republic isn?t that stupid-?

    The transmission was cut off abruptly. Allai froze. It wasn?t from the other end, either. Someone
    had found her out.


  13. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    Ugh! The format's all screwy!!! mad.gif
  14. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

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    Well, the format may be screwy, but the story certainly is not! This go-for girl Allai seems extremely sensible, intelligent, and likeable, and I'm looking forward to reading all the adventures that are about to befall her! Post more! Post soon!
  15. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    Chap 2


    She had just enough time to hide her listening devices before the door opened. And just enough time to set her expressions in a look of fear and pain.

    ?What have we here?? the Rwette asked a little smugly. ?Hiding in the closet??

    Allai sniffled and rubbed her eyes. ?Please don?t tell His Worship! I didn?t mean to be out past curfew!?

    ?Twenty lashings,? the Rwette grinned. ?No one is out past curfew.? His grin faded. ?And what are you doing in here, slave??

    Allai looked at him pathetically. ?I-I was refused! I can?t face anyone now!? She began to weep.

    The Rwette had no pity. To Allai?s dismay, she realized it was Soldier Lopy. He was one of the more vulgar guards. Stupid and mean. Liea had been victim to his ?requests? and had spun horrible tales. Just her luck to be found by him. But it was truly luck. He had already forgotten about what she had been doing and was already plotting what he would do to her.

    Lopy grabbed her arm and hauled her to her feet. ?We will have a discussion with His Worship. Twenty lashings.?

    Twenty lashings weren?t anything new. Allai had been whipped two weeks ago when she had come to the conclusion that Trekin paid less attention to you if you were a little clumsy or insubordinate every once in awhile. So, just to keep from being acknowledged, she had purposely been caught a couple of times.

    Trekin was sleeping, so the next in command decided to do the honors. Lopy had her hands in manacles as he and General Tett conversed over whether to whip her first or see what ?spirit? she had. As she stood silently, Rin rushed in, looking very agitated.

    ?Why aren?t the Jedi dead yet?? he demanded. ?It?s nearly dawn and they are bound to be awake soon! You know how hard it is to kill a Jedi once he?s awake??

    Tett whirled around in a flurry of motion. ?Blast it, Rin! Do you have any brains? It is much simpler to sabotage their shuttle than to blow up their rooms!?

    ?And do you have any brains, General?? Rin cried back. ?They survived the Iglus attack! If we send them into space they will certainly ruin His Worship?s goals! It is much easier to kill them now.?

    Lopy gripped Allai?s arm. ?Who?s the one with sense??

    All eyes turned to Allai, and she cowered in fear. They thought she was harmless and a cowered. Good. Tett frowned. ?Whip her good. She musn?t be able to speak of this.?

    Not good. Allai was dragged into the next chamber and strapped to the wall. The stripped her of her clothing. She prepared herself for the stinging of the whip. Tett and Rin quickly began giving orders just outside of the chamber. She strained to listen, but then Lopy began the lashings.

    And she did her best not to scream, but it was always a shock on the first lash. They were especially hard this time, the soldier had been given orders for her not to forget this lashing. Allai closed her eyes and tried to count the lashings. Four, five, six, seven. . . nineteen! Twenty!

    Twenty-one.

    No, not more. Allai would have liked to slip into the bliss of unconsciousness, but she had to bear it. Why did Lopy keep it up? The lashings continued until she decided to forget about counting. He obviously had.

    Then there was the sound of blaster fire and shouts. Lopy stopped and unchained her. She sunk to the floor, letting herself fall with a dramatic thud on the dirt. It stun her cuts and she moaned.

    ?Tia? Are you awake?? Lopy asked.

    Of course she didn?t respond. He needed to get out of there. Allai waited until she heard the Rwette leave. The blaster shots and sirens began to wail. She opened her eyes, peering into the other chamber. All soldiers had left to answer the sirens. Biting back the pain, Allai slowly got to her feet. Her eyes found the blaster carelessly left by Lopy. She limped over and picked it up. Next came her gown. It was dirt stained and when she pulled it on she screamed against the pain of the cloth digging into her cuts. Usually she would have been taken to a bacta tank immediately after the whipping, but she would have to do with
  16. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

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    Wow, great story, great suspense! I'm looking forward to more!
  17. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    Chap 3


    Cold. . .
    Dark. . .
    Pain. . .

    Ow. Her first conscious thought was ?ow?. That was all she could think of, the pain criss-crossing her back. And the cold. She was cold.

    Then there was a strange sensation on her back, a soothing pressure. But the pain was still there, less but still very acute. She gasped and moaned before slipping back into the darkness.

    **

    The next time her mind decided it was time to wake up, Allai heard the almost silent humming of a ship?s engines. So, she was on a ship. That much she knew. The rest of her mind wouldn?t work. She opened her eyes slowly. There was a whisper of movement from somewhere in the room she was in, but she couldn?t see who it was. She craned her neck and was immediately rewarded with a stab of pain. She gasped.

    ?Relax,? a soothing voice said from somewhere in the room. ?Don?t move quite yet.?

    Yeah, she had enough sense for that! The voice was familiar in a strange way, but she couldn?t place it. She should have been afraid, but there really was no point in getting herself worked up over it. If whomever it was wanted to hurt her they could have done it when had been unconscious.

    Why was she unconscious again? Her memory was worthless at the moment.

    ?Master, we?re about to come out of hyperspace,? a young man?s voice said from somewhere outside the chamber. Allai could make out a pair of brown booted feet in the doorway.

    ?Good. Be careful, Padawan,? the first voice said. ?The Lokairians might not be as friendly as we thought.?

    Allai felt as if someone had slapped her. Of course! Now she remembered! The Jedi. . . they must have boarded the starship. But why was she with them? And they were about to enter Lokiar space. As far as she knew, Lokiar wasn?t hostile, but then again the Rwettes had mentioned the planet many times. It was possible the Jedi could be going into some kind of trap.

    ?Wait,? Allai croaked, struggling to look up at the Jedi. She was on her belly and she tried to rest up on her elbows, but it hurt to much. ?Wait.?

    The Jedi Master was suddenly in her field of vision. ?Lay still,? he ordered. ?What is it??

    Allai rested her head down for a moment. ?Don?t go barging into Lokiar. It could be a trap.?

    ?Why do you say that?? Qui-Gon Jinn asked her, eyes piercing straight through her.

    ?Trekin spoke of Lokiar often,? Allai said. ?He didn?t want you on Rwett, and he didn?t want you on Lokiar.?

    The Jedi Master frowned slightly and went for his comlink. ?Obi-Wan.?

    ?Yes, Master?? the receiving end crackled.

    ?Stay out of Lokiarian range when you come out of hyperspace,? the Jedi ordered. ?I will be with you shortly.? He switched off and turned back to Allai. ?I will be back. Lay still. Don?t move.?

    Allai watched his booted feet out the doorway. Great. They just might be about to dogfight with some Lokiarian fighters and she was stuck on this bench or bed. What luck she?d been having lately. Her back still stung whenever she moved. The memory of the whip lashing was still a sore reminder of her carelessness. She should have known that security would be tighter with Jedi on the premises.

    There was the slight jolt as the ship came out of hyperspace and the pressure compensation kicked in. She winced slightly. A few minutes passed and there were no explosions. The booted feet returned and Allai recognized it to be the Jedi Master. He knelt down beside her, giving her a quick inspection.

    ?Everything go all right?? Allai asked after a moment.

    ?We?re staying out of range,? Qui-Gon replied. ?Now, let?s see about your back.?

    ?All I need is some bacta,? Allai said.

    ?We?re fresh out of bacta,? Qui-Gon said.

    ?Lovely,? Allai muttered. No bacta. Her day was getting brighter and brighter! ?What if I get infection? Earlier I felt this strange tingling.?

    ?That was the Force working on the infection,? the Jedi said. ?The bleeding?s stopped and your cut?s are mostly healed.?

    Then why did it still hurt? Weren?t Jedi supposed to have magical healing powers? Allai bit back a curse.

    ?Thank you for hel
  18. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    **

    Her mind was foggy and her eyelids were heavy. She opened them slightly. Her vision was blurred, but she could make out someone sitting on the floor beside her. At first she thought it was the Jedi Master, but then her vision cleared a bit more. It was the apprentice. He wasn?t looking directly at her, but at her back. She studied his face. There was something strange about him. She wouldn?t call it sympathy on his face. Some emotion was there, but she could pin-point exactly what it was.

    But he looked haunted.

    The apprentice eyes suddenly darted to hers and Allai shut them quickly. She listened to the whispering of robes as he stood up and left the room.

    The silence bugged her and left her with no other option but to go back to sleep. She thought she had been sleeping, but then she heard voices.


    ?What are you going to do with her?? the young Jedi asked. ?We can?t drag her around like you have others. It could be dangerous.?

    ?She helped us, Obi-Wan,? Qui-Gon rebuked. ?And in return we ought to help her. We might have blown up in our own ship if she hadn?t helped us.?

    ?How do we know that?? Obi-Wan countered. ?How do we know that this ship isn?t sabotaged??

    ?I sense no danger from her.?

    ?It could still be a trap,? the apprentice insisted.

    ?She warned us from Lokiar.?

    ?Warned us into another trap, maybe,? Obi-Wan said hotly. ?Maybe she was sent here by the Rwettes.?

    ?I suppose they whip whoever they send after us,? Qui-Gon said wisely. ?It?s always better to send the injured after escaping Jedi.?

    ?I?m serious, Master,? the Padawan argued. ?She was the one following us in the passages.?

    ?To help us, Padawan,? the Master replied. ?Do you have a problem with helping her? I would think you would want to, from past experience.?

    There was a heavy silence. Allai lay very still. She could sense the tension in the air and felt a little guilty for imposing on them. Then again, she hadn?t planned on coming with them. They had taken her on their own will. At least, that?s how she remembered it.

    The silence was only interrupted by the sound of the apprentice?s retreating footsteps. After a moment, the Jedi Master sighed. ?I?m sorry you had to hear that.?

    ?I didn?t think you knew I was awake,? Allai replied. She lifted her head and was surprised to find no stabbing pain.

    ?Let?s see if you can sit up, shall we?? Qui-Gon said. Allai nodded and pushed up to her elbows. Her dress back was still open, but it stayed on her shoulders well enough. The Jedi placed a hand on her shoulder and helped her up. Slowly, she was able to sit up. ?Don?t lean against the wall just yet,? he warned gently.

    ?Don?t worry,? Allai replied. It was enough to just be sitting up and not lying on her stomach anymore. She let out a deep breath.

    ?Feel okay?? Qui-Gon asked.

    Allai nodded. ?Yeah. Better. Thank you.?

    ?No problem,? he smiled slightly. ?It?s the least I could do.?

    Allai looked down at her dress. It was caked in blood. She had never had a weak stomach, but to think that all this blood was hers made her ill. She didn?t want to stay in the dress, even if it hadn?t been torn in the back.

    ?We?ll see what we can do about that,? Qui-Gon said, noticing her pale face and critical eye of the dress. ?Until then, you can have this.? The Jedi removed his robe and placed it around her shoulders, careful to not irritate her scars. He stood up. ?Are you hungry??

    Allai nodded. ?A little. But I?ll be fine.? The truth was, she would rather clean up first before eating. Even her hair was caked in blood. Not that she really cared. She could cut it to a more efficient length. Another con in being one of Trekin?s slaves. The Rwette seemed to prefer his assistants to have long flowing hair like some Alderaanian. ?Does this ship have a refresher or anything??

    The Jedi Master smiled slightly. ?You picked a good choice for an escape. This thing came fully loaded with weapons, a lounge, and a refresher.?

    ?Just no bacta tank,? Allai muttered.

    ?No bacta,? the other agreed.

    ?Where?s the refres
  19. roomies with no lives Jedi Knight

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    is anyone still reading this? are you kidding? both boris and i have been lurking in this thread since it started. what i want to know is who Allai is working for...incidentally, i really like your posts on the ultra stressed thread and the portrait of a queen thread..

    write faster!

    natasha
  20. padawan3 Jedi Master

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    Me too. I love this story. Don't be so discouraged. Most people read and don't reply. Your doing really well.
  21. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

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    "It's always better to send the injured after escaping Jedi..."

    Excellent scolding for Obi-Wan! I like this story more and more! I especially like the way Obi-Wan and Allai are getting on each other's nerves. I also like the way that Obi-Wan regards Allai's injuries with sympathy and warns her against the hot water, even though he feels impatient with her.

    Keep going, Amidolee! Excellent work!
  22. Amidolee Force Ghost

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    Chap 4

    When Allai entered the ship?s cockpit, she found an empty starfield in front of her and Obi-Wan Kenobi hunched over some computer display. She glanced over his shoulder, inspecting his work. He seemed to be working on the communications counsel. She shook her head and clicked her tongue.

    ?I?m surprised we haven?t been blasted out of space by now,? she said in disgust. ?I?m sure the deaf on Tatooine can hear us.?

    The Jedi bristled. ?Hardly. I doubt you have any better ideas.?

    Allai smirked. ?Well, I do know enough not to send an echo in enemy territory. The Rwettes or whomever attacked you could easily trace our location.?

    ?The echo gives no coordinates,? Kenobi argued.

    ?Rwette technology has been greatly advanced,? Allai said tightly. ?Here. Let me handle this.? She reached across the counsel and began clicking away at the keys and settings.

    Kenobi muttered something she cared not to translate and moved out of his seat. She sat down, forgeting about her back. The tunic she wore brushed against her as she leaned back. An involuntary hiss escaped her.

    ?Are you all right?? Kenobi asked, the first hint of genuine concern in his voice.

    ?Yeah. Never better,? Allai muttered, her eyes already scanning over the data being fed into her computer. ?Have any ships passed within our range??

    ?Yes. About twenty minutes ago. Why??

    ?We could have sent a relay through them,? Allai said, as if it was obvious. ?This is a Rwette ship, in case your Force hasn?t told you that already. If we send any signal out there, they will know it?s us. If we send it through some cargo ship they might catch the message, but they won?t know the source. Thus, we remain hidden.?

    ?Wouldn?t it put whatever ship we use in danger?? Kenobi asked skeptically.

    ?Not really,? Allai shrugged. ?The Rwettes would know it isn?t us and wouldn?t go through all the effort to send a party after them.?

    Kenobi was silent for a moment. ?There?s a catch, isn?t there??

    Allai turned slightly to look at him, not masking her surprise at the first show of insight. ?Well,? she said with a slight frown. ?The other ship would know they have been picked and might try to locate us. They have to be in close range for us to use their signal.?

    ?How close??

    ?We have to have a visual,? Allai said.

    ?Which means they can see us,? Kenobi finished grimly. ?Their ship?s sensors would pick us up.?

    Allai shrugged. ?They might not notice until our transmission ran through their computers.? Her fingers drummed the counsel lightly. ?If you don?t trust my idea you can ask your Master for his opinion. I?m sure he?ll agree.?

    That got on his nerves, she noted a little gleefully. She was implying that he couldn?t simply have an opinion of his own without Qui-Gon. There wasn?t a response from the Jedi for a moment and she wondered if he was cooling his nerves before coing to any decision. Wise choice.

    Finally, the Jedi apprentice nodded slightly. ?He would want to know about this,? he called over his shoulder.

    //Oh, good cover up// she thought with a slight smirk. A few minutes later he returned. He sat down in the co-pilot?s seat and nodded.

    ?Qui-Gon says to try your idea,? Obi-Wan said, eyes searching the space beyond the viewscreen.

    Allai had the suspicion that Obi-Wan Kenobi still thought the plan was crazy. Well, that was his problem. She turned her attention to the ship?s computer, calculating the data, running through the systems so she would be ready when somone decided to breeze by.


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    Yay! People are still here! For awhile I was beginning to think it was only Jane, but I would have kept posting, just in case.
  23. HealerLeona Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jan 18, 2000
    star 4
    The tension between Obi-Wan and Allai is highly enjoyable. We always seem to like it when he's put in his place by an intelligent female. Great story.
  24. Amidolee Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Jan 8, 2000
    star 5
    With Protrait completed, I can concentrate on this story a bit more, but I'm plotting the sequel to Portrait, too!!! Oh, and I have 2 projects in school right now!

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    The wait was long. Allai sat in the pilot?s chair, checking the computers every-so-often. So far, no ships had enter Lokiarian space. She was beinginng to have doubts about the plan and wondered if the Jedi would stick with it much longer. The Jedi Master had been meditating for the past hour or so. The apprentice was with her in the **** -pit, staring off at space or fiddling with one of the computers. It was rather borning.

    But Allai was used to waiting for things to happen and knew that the moment she decided to take a rest that their opportunity would fly by. She sat, lightly drumming her fingers on the ship?s counsel, knowing full well it was getting on the Jedi?s nerves. But it was also a needed distraction from the urge to itch her back. The old tunic and trousers they had found for her in the ship?d closet were made of some rough material that irritated her scars whenever she moved. She had caught herself a few times right before her fingertips reached her wounds. Whenever she seemed to make a move, the Padawan would dart his eyes at her, as if waitng for her to react to the pain. When she put her hand back down he would return to whatever he was doing.

    Allai came to the conclusion that Jedi were some of the strangest beings in the galaxy.

    ?Maybe we should extend our sensors,? Kenobi suggested after awhile, clearly getting impatient. ?Pick up anyone coming out of hyperspace.?

    Allai shook her head. ?No, because then their ships will pick us up.?

    ?Would you rather have them ram us?? Kenobi countered.

    ?That is an idea,? Allai said brightly. ?Then the Rwettes would think we were dead and they wouldn?t worry.?

    The Jedi just shook his head. ?Fine. Do it your way. It?s not like you?re listening to anything I say anyways.?

    ?Thank you,? Allai said, already turning back to the controls. She heard the apprentice walk back to the co-pilot?s chair. One could almost hear the aggitated foot falls. She shifted in her chair, hoping to ease the sustaining itching. She grimaced as a particularly rough patch of fabric dug into a sore spot. This just wasn?t comfortable.

    ?Is your back bothering you?? Kenobi asked quietly, almost hesitantly.

    Allai shot him a hard look. ?No. Just an itch.? Ugh, Jedi. The silence continued and she started to drum her fingers again. There was a barely surpressed sigh from Kenobi.

    Then the silence was broken by the warning bleep from the sensor display. In a heartbeat, Allai had her hands flying over the computers. Another second later there was a flash on the viewscreen. A ship came out of hyperspace, taking up a good portion of the viewscreen. The warning sensors flashed, but she ignored them. Kenobi was on his feet and right beside her, awaiting instruction. She ignored him, eyes tracking the ship as it changed it?s trajectory to avoid colliding with them. Her fingers flicked on the comm channels, searching for the ship?s frequencey. The new arrival?s captain was sputtering something in Lokiarian, but she ignored him too. Then, they switched to the system?s channel and began hailing.

    Allai dialed the code and punched her encrypted message through the other ship?s open channel. The starship was already shrinking as it rocketed towards the distant sphere of Lokiar. Then she closed all channels and sat back, wincing slightly. She clasped her hands behind her back. ?Sit down, Jedi. I don?t need your Force to push buttons.?

    Kenobi didn?t answer for a moment. He was reading the data displays in front of her. ?Shouldn?t we leave our comm up? In case they respond??

    Allai just shook her head. ?No need. It will get through.? Why give away one of her favorite little schemes and tricks? ?You can go tell your Master if you want.?

    The apprentice left the **** -pit and she took the liberty of hissing. If he heard her, he gave no indication. Then, she pulled the back of her tuni
  25. Amidolee Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Jan 8, 2000
    star 5
    Chap 5

    ?So, the Lokiars were sincere,? Qui-Gon mused after reading the response from Lokair.

    ?It could still be a trap,? Obi-Wan pointed, sticking to the pessimestic nature that Allai had known him to possess through this whole ordeal.

    ?Not likely,? Allai said.

    ?Oh? Why are you so confident?? Kenobi asked, turning to her with accusing eyes.

    Allai ignored him, turning back to the Jedi Master. ?I, and only a few others, know the little relay trick. I assure you that this message is sincere.?

    Qui-Gon nodded, but Obi-Wan still looked skeptical. It didn?t matter what they thought, in a few hours she would be free of them and into more comfortable clothes.

    ?Take us in, Obi-Wan,? Qui-Gon said. The apprentice nodded and seated himself in the pilot?s chair. The Lil?Rwette acelerated, slicing through the blackness of space towards the yellow and green sphere in the distance.

    He was a good pilot, Allai noted. Satisfied they would crash into anything, she left the cockpit without another word. She had some things to take care of before they landed. Like locating her blasters and finding some Lokiarian credits. The credits weren?t hard to find, since the Rwettes kept them stashed in cubby-holes throughout their vessels. The blasters, on the other hand, were efficiently misplaced. By the Jedi, no doubt. Sighing, she went back to the **** -pit. ?Since you know I?m not going to kill you at the moment.? she said. ?May I have my blasters back? If you would be ever so kind.?

    Qui-Gon turned and nodded. To her surprise, he reached into his cloak and pulled the two blaster pistols out. He smiled at her surprise. ?You may have seemed harmless, but I do heed my apprentice?s warnings at times.?

    Allai darted a glance at Kenobi, who was busy with the controls, acting as if he had heard nothing. ?Really.? She accepted the blasters without another comment. The sphere of Lokiar was now taking up half the viewscreen. They would be landing shortly. ?I will not be leaving with you, Master Jedi,? she said. ?I will wait until after you have been seen off the ship.?

    Obi-Wan turned in his seat, giving her a suspicious look. Qui-Gon just merely raised an eyebrow. ?Any specific reason??

    ?This is my ship,? Allai shrugged. ?I?m in charge of it at the moment. Don?t worry, Kenobi, I won?t shoot you in the back on your way out.?


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    sorry 4 the delay, but i was gone for easter
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