Beyond - Legends Darkest Night ~A Jagged Fel fic~ ***Resurrected 7/15!!***

I still feel sort of salacious.

 

Oh SP.

I am being such a bad artist/slave.

Please exact punishment on me by beating me with a "work harder" stick.



bty, I'm loving it. Keep it up.

 

*beats Rachel with the "work harder" stick*

I know, I love Jag and Sunny, so cute together.

Between him and Anna, who can say? But I think things are gonna get bad for Jag....again.

Jag torture should be a sport.

~Priestess

 

Oh, boy. I see Jag falling for Anna. I have a question. Why'd make Jaina go to Kyp. That's nasty. He's like an older brother to her nothing more nothing less. I hate it when people try to change that!!! It's gross!

 

Jaina_and_Jag: Well, the reason I have Jaina and Kyp together is a secret. Things aren't always as they seem. This story is told from only Jag's point of view so what he sees could be different from what is really going on. Past that I can't tell you anymore or the story dies.

 

A tease for you SP.

Something to drool for [face_*****_***_***]

To tide you over until I'm done with your request.

Truely,
The Luna

 

MMMMMMM!!!! *drools, swoons, faint*

Funny how that pic ties in with my next post....

~Priestess

 

I can still think it's gross though right? lol. Why did Jaina leave Jaggie? He loved her so much and I don't believe she dumped him! I bet I'll have to wait for that answer too, or will it even be answered?

 

I give you this in answer: Jag love Jaina and she loves him too. Her leaving him has made him blue. The answer's a riddle, the question's a song, but what Jag believes is horribly wrong.

 

This is just going to be a complete stab in the dark but my guess is the song in question is What's Love Got to do With It?

I'm probably wrong but I thought it was worth a shot. Lol.

~Jedi Master Jaina

 

LOL,it wasn't really a question or a guessing game, but hey..that makes sense!!

~Priestess

 

Hey you all, thanks so much for waiting for this post. Well here you go! And guess what it features: shirtless Jag!
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Jag was abruptly awakened by a banging on his door. He couldn?t imagine who in their right mind was trying to talk to him this late at night. He looked at his chrono, this early in the morning. He stumbled blindly through the darkness of the apartment?s living room towards the door, tripping over the couch as he passed it. When he finally reached the door he ran his fingers through his hair to make it half way presentable and opened the door.

He saw a young girl of maybe seventeen in a messenger?s suit. He wanted to be angry but the horrified look on her face when she saw him had him rolling with laughter; on the inside.

?Didn?t know messages got delivered this early.? Jag had adopted his ?I?m in command here? voice that his father was so famous for.

The girl trembled visibly, ?Well?Well?military messages of red flag importance get sent out as soon as they arrive, s-sir.?

?Well, hand the blasted thing over so I can see where they?re sending me this time.? His angry and bored appearance was obviously scaring the messenger girl, though he couldn?t imagine why. He really didn?t look that bad, did he? Sure it was the wee hours of the morning and he had been asleep. His hair was definitely tousled and there was probably a light sheen of sweat on his bare chest from the heat of the night. And in reality, he didn?t look bad with his shirt off, in his mind. He wasn?t a muscle man but he was in shape. He had defined muscles, a flat stomach, and hard abs. All in all, he wasn?t bad.

She handed him the data chip and as she did her hand was shaking. He was quickly loosing interest in the girl and whatever had her scared. He took the chip, paid her and dismissed her.

Not wanting to wake Sunny he decided to view the message at the living room terminal. Before he did that though, he stopped in the kitchen to put on some caf. He needed to be at least semi-awake. He put on the pot of caf and waited for it to heat up. As he waited he got a maroon fruit that was native to the planet out of a basket on the counter. He took it and the caf to the living room, turned on the light and sat at the terminal.

There was a warm blue glow that surrounded him as the terminal powered up. He sipped the caf as he waited to be rewarded with the green background of the terminal in ready status. The soft blue quickly turned to light green and Jag popped the small data chip into the reader. He leaned back in his chair and took a bite out of the sour maroon fruit as he waited for the data to load. He was a little surprised by the abrupt sourness of the fruit, he wasn?t used to it this early in the morning but it did quickly bring him to a more alert state. But what really brought him to full alertness was the picture before him.


Jag snapped into full and total awareness at the image before him. His sister Serenity stood in the foreground of the image looking everything but serene. She looked like she?d just seen a ghost. In the background there was a lot of darkness and a few bright rays of light. Serenity kept looking behind her as if she thought something was going to capture her.

She spoke very quickly and in hushed tones, ?Jag! We?ve been attacked, looks like the Vong. Father?s in frenzy, hell, the entire planet is. The families are at a loss and they?re recalling everyone in the Republic. I can?t find Wyn anywhere. I?m scared to tell Father, I know he will flip if he thinks something happened. Jag, please, we need you. Help us, Jag. Jag, you?re out only??

The image and the sound quickly went dead. Jag stared at the fuzzy screen for awhile as he thought of his options. He could easily be home the next day, but he had Sunny to consider in this. She refused to leave him and in truth he didn?t want to leave her. But he couldn?t take her to Csilla if there was a chance he might get into a fight. Hers was a life he wasn?t willing to risk.

Jag massaged his eyes with h

 

Awesome!!! I can't wait to figure out why her picture went out. She probably died or was captured. I want to know why Jag is seeing Jaina the way he is? It's evil!!!

 

I think the messanger was shaking for all the right reasons.

But really, whats gonna happen? Please post soon. the suspense is driving me insane (and what a short drive it is).


Truely,
The Luna

 

And in reality, he didn?t look bad with his shirt off, in his mind. He wasn?t a muscle man but he was in shape. He had defined muscles, a flat stomach, and hard abs. All in all, he wasn?t bad.

very lovely visual, priestess i hope jag's sister and family are all right.

~aeryn

 

Jaina_and_Jag: Actually there is no explination for why the message cut out in the next chapter, but I'll just tell you: power went out.


Rachel: Postie in the morning.

Aeryn: Glad you like my description, I'll see if I can work in some more shirtless Jag later on.

~Priestess

 

BLARGH!!!!

I have wrestling in the morning.

Before 8 am i hope it will be up.

 

But that would mean I'd have to drag my butt out of bed!!

~Priestess

 

good thing it was just the power that went out and not the life... well- nice post but not good concept. he's got to go and run off to save them (with sunny?).... uh oh.

-jj00

ps. i smell more jag angst...

 

Of course there's more Jag angst, just not right at this moment. Cute Fel family post
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?I?m sorry I had you rush here like this for everything to be fine. I just?I had a panic attack.? Serenity was begging forgiveness for having him leave work and Mon Calamari without a word at the first light of dawn. It had taken twelve days to reach Csilla. The major cause in that extended amount of time was the tiny girl asleep in his lap. He absentmindedly stroked her hair as he looked at his sister sitting across from him on the living room chair.

It was a positive thought to be sitting here, talking to Serenity without her telling him something that would destroy his life. Just like before he had left home. He remembered the times his little sister had bounced her little blond self into his room and told him the insignificant points of her day. They were, in the scope of things, unimportant but Jag always listened and cared. He praised her for finger-painting, macaroni art and even the crooked braids that she would do herself. Jag and Serenity had a relationship that was very close after Cherith?s death. She would tell him her stories, he would listen, he?d read her his poetry and she?d fall asleep in his bed. Every night he?d carry her back to her room and watch her sleep, it was not an odd thing to find him asleep in the chair next to her bed. It had been his way of making up for loosing his sister; by taking care of the other one.

Serenity smiled as she watched him with Sunny. ?She is so cute. How come you don?t braid her hair? It?d make it easier to manage.?

?I don?t know how, actually.?

Serenity laughed at him, ?I?ll have you a braiding pro by the time you leave. Jag laughed himself; he figured that he would get himself into something like this. ?Father will want to see you when he gets home.?

?I figured as much, I?m not sure I am ready to see him yet thought, we never got along much.? Jag had stopped stroking Sunny?s hair at the mention of his father. While they got along okay, they had had their arguments. Jag and Soontir had two major arguments in the course of Jag?s life. The first being whether Jag should be allowed to go to the New Republic, the second being whether or not Jag should date Jaina. He knew his father was going to ask about Jaina and he also knew he couldn?t lie. He hated it when his father was right.

?What time does Father get home from work?? Jag asked his sister.

?He?ll be here any time; he?s running a bit late actually. He?s so excited you?re here, Jag, please be tolerant. He?s changed a lot since you left.?

?I?m not trying to run away,? Jag said, but in his mind he added, Yet. Sunny snuggled into Jags side as she played with one of the closures on his shirt. He looked down at her, his mind instantly not on his family but on the tiny child in his lap. Perhaps it was selfish, but he knew he kept her because she made him forget everything else.

The door opened silently, but there was no ability not to hear the booming voice of Soontir Fel, ?Cem, Wyn, I?m home.?

Their father walked into the living room; he was a tall man, a little stocky and quite wide. He had light brown eyes full of determination and intelligence, black hair with streaks of white and a defining black eye patch. To those not used to being in his presence he could be quite intimidating, even to those that were used to being in his presence. Jag had a well hidden fear of his father since he was a teenager. Jag had never been his father?s favorite, and easily incurred his wrath, but deep down he loved the older man as much, if not more, than he feared him.

His father smiled at Serenity and brought his gaze to Jagged, ?You stayed.?

?Serenity said you wished to speak to me.?

?Why do you insist on calling her---what is that?? Soontir asked looking at Sunny curled up in Jagged?s lap.

?This is Sunny, Father. She?s??

?Don?t tell me you got that little Solo girl in trouble, I can?t handle the idea of being related to Han?Please tell me this isn?

 

Aww. I never knew Soontier liked children so much. That was cute that he started braiding her hair. I laughed. Can't wait until the next one.

 

Soontir is a sweetie, he;'s just misunderstood. He favors girls anyway

 

i knew soontir was a softie at heart! I love sunny, i'd want one, but i have no where to keep one.

 

I'm gonna see if it will be possible to give you guys a bit of a teaser tomorrow until my beata gets his graduation over with.

oh and my favorite line in the entire fic:

"And I thought you were the smart one."

~Preistess

 

well soontir certainly favors girls now doesnt he....

-jj00