Star Wars: Return of the Sith

[Quiet_Cool]

Mogo

I dunno," I replied. "SHe was fine one minute, yelling at me, so actually, she was doing great...then, boom, on the ground. But she said someting about..."
I thought for a moment.
"Come with me, and while you're at it, hand me that blaster..."

 

[poohlive]

Ronag

Before he finally set the ship down, it has nearly fallen apart on him. The thing began clanking and shaking so badly, he felt that the bolts would literally be stripped of their sockets.
With a little help from the force, he kept everything together though. The landing pads came out and the Raven touched down on a remote colony.
It was a small town, nothing more than a couple of shops and a few borders. Ronag stepped off of the ship, glancing around at the place.
An elderly man in a ragged robe came up to him, hobbling on one bad foot.
"Oh, new are you?"
He cocked an eye, "Yes, I need to get some supplies."
The man shuffled around, pausing at the ship. The engine cooling off ticked from time to time. Nodding his head, he motioned for him to follow.
"Come on then, come on. So much to do, and so little time."
"Where are you going?"
"You said you wanted supplies, didn't you?" He paused, as if the fact that Ronag was questioning him seemed insulting.
Ronag nodded.
"Well, come on."
He didn't feel any danger present, so, he decided to follow the strange man. Might give him a laugh of not anything else.

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Orin's eyes bulged.

"Blaster?! What do you want the blaster for," he croaked, even as he took it in his hand.

"You know... that guy has a lightsaber. Don't you know what guys with lightsabers to do guys with blaster pistols that piss them off?"

Mogo had snatched the blaster from his hand and hurried from Kerra's bunkroom. Orin glanced at Kerra as she lay there, then quickly followed Mogo. "Damnit Mogo!"

 

[Kelson]

Kelson

"A time of troubles...and a darkening shroud. It is like being in a dark room, where only sounds are known...and then only vaguely. You know who or what the sound is or was...but not necessarily where or when."

 

[dreamangel_4980]

Angel looked around the room at all the "lightsabers" she had stumbled upon
Master Y oda would be well pleased..but still who could've erased the archives that told of the hidden planet?/ she went to search for Anakin..perhaps he or obi-wan had some answers...in the corner hiding she grinned ar spectral dragon..

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Mogo

"Just come one," I spat, unsure if the man could even hear me. "We have to at least try something."
I entered the room the man inhabited and pointed the weapon at him.
"you," I said, motioning toward him with the barrel of the weapon. "You owe us some answers...First of all, what did you do to Kerra? She's unconscious, and the last thing she said as she passed out was something about you. Second, who are you, and why the hell are you on this ship?"
Kerra was unwise, letting the man onboard in the first place...this was why I tended to get us jobs, knowing she disapproved. She was too much of a risk taker...

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

I understood then, but it was something that I'd felt for some time, something I'd grown to adjust to.
"They're..." I glanced toward the building, making sure the apprentices weren't nearby, listening. "They're becoming a threat once again, aren't they?"
It was in times like these that I wished D'rack was at hand. He often handled these things with more experience than I, and even more so than Kelson.
"The question answers itself I believe," I said. "But the real question remains, what do we do about it?"

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith Warrior

I put the holicron back in its case, activating the trap again so that it was protected from the stupidly curious. Next I put the lightsabers back in their case, & peeled off my shirt, throwing the sweat, stained tunic in a corner.
My son, you look troubled.
I turn & see my mother, or rather the Force Spirit of her standing next to the bed. "Hello mother, why have you come to me?"
Things have begun that will change you & the way you live, my son. The ancient advesaries of the Jedi are stirring, I can feel them, as can the others who are one with the Force. You are not the only Sith, others have emerged from the darkness, seeking to regain what was lost to them.

" If I am challenged, I will defend myself, but you know that I do not seek power or rulership, only control of myself."
My son, the Force does not care what you wish, it guides you where you need to go, not where you want too.

I start to reply back at her when i sense the two deckhands coming near my door. Both are radiating fear , one much more than the other, & one is also very angry. I turn back to my mother , but she is gone. Damn them for interrupting us. She doesn't appear very often, & I had a feeling I missed something important. I reach for a clean shirt when the door opens & the Toydarian flies into the room, followed by the human, the Toydarian pointing a rather large blaster at my head.
"you, you owe us some answers...First of all, what did you do to Kerra? She's unconscious, and the last thing she said as she passed out was something about you. Second, who are you, and why the hell are you on this ship?"
I look at the Toydarian & motion with my hand, draining the energy cell of the blaster through my link with the Dark Side. I notice he looks startled & sense nervousness in him now as he must have noticed he now had a very short club in his hand.
" What happened to her was unfortunate, but harmless, she will be fine, & hopefully will learn to protect herself from things like that. As for who I am & why I am on this ship, I bought passage,& that is all you need to know. Now get out before I remember you had a blaster in my face & were prepared to use it. I have been gracious with you, but will not be so again. Remember this, it is very unwise to anger a Sith." I turn my back on him & pulled my shirt on, forgetting about the tattoo of the Imperial Soverign protectors on my right shoulderblade.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Mogo

I saw the tattoo and freeze. A...Sith?
I had suspected maybe a Jedi, but a Sith?
I looked at the man, more angry now than anything.
I dropped the blaster on the floor, letting it hit with a loud clank.
"Imperial...!?" I spat, then controlled my anger. A dangerous man, yes, but not one I had reason to fear. If he could fly the ship himself, he wouldn't have needed us for passage. And with Kerra unconscious, I was the only one capable of piloting the rest of the way. Besides, she wouldn't take a mistreatment of her associates so well as this man might think.
"If there's something you can do for her, do it. Bring her back around. And as far as you are concerned, we'll take you to where we're headed, but then, we part ways. The imperial..." I shook my head in disgust. At least in the smuggling business, we had standards, and anything concerning the Empire would have been beneath us, had we known of his origins.
I turned and exited, Orin close behind me, then head back to the cockpit.
"Stay with kerra for now," i told him. "I'll check the ship's course and be there in a few minutes."

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Orin watched as Tholin gestured toward the blaster. Something happened to it, though he wasn't sure what. Then it made a beep. Was the clip empty?

"Remember this, it is very unwise to anger a Sith."

Damn it all to the Sarlacc! I told him! I told him it was a bad idea! Orin tried his best to ignore the tattoo and just do as he was told for the rest of this blasted flight.

He followed Mogo down the corridor and they parted ways as Mogo made his way to the cockpit and Orin stepped into Kerra's bunkroom. He had a seat on the side of her bunk and brushed her hair back away from her face, then found a seat on the chest where she probably kept her personal things, hoping he would give Tholin enough room when he came. Orin wanted to stick around and see what he would do. This... this was worse than a Jedi, or some guy that had somehow gotten a lightsaber. This was much worse.

 

[Abraxas Winterlight]

Tholin Mod, Sith Warrior

I put my tunic on, grabbed my robe & lightsaber, & headed out to Kerra's room. damn them for their actions, and damn me for actually caring how others felt. I entered the room without knocking, brushing past the boy & moving to Kerra. I passed my hand over her, sensing how she was with the force. I detected no damage, just exhaustion, & reidual fear. " She is fine, just very tired." I concentrate, & feed some of my energy into her, letting her regain some of what she had lost. " Tell that idiot Toydarian that she will be fine, just let her sleep." I turn & walk back out the door, but pause in the doorway. "Oh, and one more thing, whatever made him think I could not pilot a ship, who do you think flew the crafts the Emperor rode in?" I left then, going back to my room to meditate.

 

[Kelson]

"I'm afraid of accelerating their training any further, yet who knows when the Sith might happen upon us...we are both powerful, but neither of us is omnipotent....much as we might like. I propose we start training them more in the combat aspects then all around jedi training, thus my emphasis of late on Marius' force control."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

Accellerating their training...yes, he was right about that. They would never pass the trials, especially Marius, with his arrogance, if the training moved along too quickly. Good pupils, yes, but no one could move that quickly.
And yet, their skills could be of great use should the Sith choose to attack. I wasn't certain how far Daelon had progressed, but I guessed he was well-along, at least as skilled with the saber as Marius from what I'd seen in their brief spar this afternoon. And Marius...as much as I hated to admit it, he would one day prove himself superior to my own skill, should he continue to learn the techniques of battle at the pace he now moved at. If he could only control his ego, perhaps I would rather have him by my side in battle, than Kelson. If only...
"Yes..." I agreed. "Perhaps we should skip tomorrow's rest. Then again, perhaps that will aid them down the road, when the time for rest is behind them. They are good padawans, very attentive. But I fear this last step in their training will be a very long and painful one for them."

 

[Kelson]

Allowing his lips to break in a tightly controlled smile at her thoughts, Kelson nodded slowly...they could survive without rest...it'd build character, right?

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

"Then it is agreed?" I asked, as if his smile didn't say it all. Again, I wished D'rack was near. Wise he was, but did he even know of the upcoming threat. The force too was an object tainted b individual perspective.
I thought of our apprentices, wondering if they had so much as a clue as to what trials might await them.

 

[Kelson]

"I wish the council were still around...what a boon it must have been to be able to receive guidance from your peers in power and superiors in wisdom..." murmured Kelson quietly.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

"It would seem wise for us to try and find our peers, to bring together some sort of Council of our own, to take over the duties that the Great Jedi Council once did," I thought aloud.

 

[poohlive]

Viser

He turned the ship, hard. With gravity now a factor, the old lug of machinery craned as it eased to the right. He could feel his chair rocking, the weight nearly too much too handle.
Behind him, two tie fighters were following. They shot constantly, and his shield couldn't take much more.
The back deflector was down to nothing. The ship continued to lurch, not making any effort to right itself. It's fallen arch was now headed straight for the ground. He passed a small lake, swampland, a field, then trees, hundred of trees.
It was going perfectly. By now, whatever jedi used were down there could see the ship, and the fight he was going through.
Merely a couple hundred feet to the ground he pulled up, hard. The nose lurched for a second, but stayed at a downward angle. With the planet's gravity taking hold, he couldn't easily maneuver this thing as if he were in space.
It did start to come up though, slowly, very slowly. The trees themselves turned from a blur of green and brown to individual arbors, straining up to the sun. The huge ship's shadow passed by them.
It wasn't coming up, though. The ship grazed a few tree tops.
Wasting little time, he broke through the glass, hurling himself upward into the air. With no pilot, the ship bent down once more, and crashed, exploding hundreds of feet into the air, and sending parts flying for miles around.
Viser landed safely at the edge of a field nearby, he took out his saber, turning it on.
To his surprise, the fiery red was changed, it was now a green color. The loud ferocious hum he was accustomed too was gone as well, it as replaced with an almost angelic humming.
How much did the crystal actually alter anyway?
The tie fighters circled the area, before heading back the way they had come.
With a contented sigh, he turned the thing off. His clothes dishevelled, his ship now littering the forest and beyond, explosions still sounding in the forest nearby, and a small bump on his head that just wouldn't go away, things couldn't have been better.
He turned around, a feeling of being watched now all to clear.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

I looked to Kelson, hearing the distant sounds.
"Was that some sort of crash?" I asked. I pointed off toward the trees and fields to the North. "It sounded as though it was coming from that direction..."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Marius

I jerked back to reality, the thought that had caused this reaction fleeting. I hadn't heard the crash, or even guessed it might have occurred. It was something else, something that found its way into my meditation that didn't quite belong.
I glanced around, wondering if Daelon had noticed.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Daelon

Daelon's eyes shot open, and he instantly turned his head to see Marius looking at him.
"I felt it too." he said, instantly knowing what Marius was looking at him for. The two of them stood up, quickly stretching their legs from the brief state of stillness they had just gone through.
"Come on... let's go see Kelson and Raine. They'll know what this is all about." Daelon said, and the two of them rushed out and towards the clearing to where their masters were. Both were looking to the North, their backs to their young padawans.
"Master? What was that?" Daelon asked, taking a step towards Kelson.

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Orin sighed and watched Kerra sleep for a little while. It made him wonder. What would it be like to be able to sense the force, to experience what she just had. He'd never really run into a Jedi before, surely not this close to a Sith. What they were though, Orin wasn't sure. It was probably better that way.

He enters the cockpit and plops himself down in a co-pilot seat, swiveling to face Mogo at the controls.

"He said she's just really tired, and needs to sleep it off. He went back to his bunk I guess. He also mentioned that he used to fly for the Emperor himself."

He raises his feet to a portion of the controls where there aren't any buttons to hit and crosses them at the ankles, sinking down into his chair, sighing.

 

[Kelson]

"We have...a visitor. Raine, instruct the Resistance to investigate...5 men maximum. If they don't return in 24 hours, I'll head over and check it out."

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Mogo

I looked at Orin, wonderig why the Sith would have mentioned that. Could have been what I was thinking about, how he would need me to fly the ship. Seemed to make sense. He could easily have killed us and taken it himself, or simply gotten his own ship, if he wanted off the planet so badly. And how the hell could he have known I'd been thinking that. Read my mind? I'm Toydarian; those tricks don't work on me.
I sighed, looking over at Orin and grinning.
"Yeah, flew the Emperor himself," I muttered. "Haven't we all?"

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Raine

As the apprentices arrived, I turned to them, seeing their eyes alert. Kelson was making suggestions.
"We have...a visitor. Raine, instruct the Resistance to investigate...5 men maximum. If they don't return in 24 hours, I'll head over and check it out."
As he finished speaking, the distant forms of two ships of some sort seemed to turn in the air, specks, then disappeared into the distance.
"That was not an accidental crash," I said. "Perhaps it would be better if the four of us went, taking the men as well. I believe this may be a more serious situation than we might think."