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Post by Jenina Fenwyn on Mar 30, 2009 17:24:52 GMT -7
Lisa followed Sarahi and Cla 'Tal, making sure she stayed close behind them.
Jenina shook her head, trying to clear the chilling numbness from her mind, the overwhelming presence of the Dark Side. Help me!!! Someone....please.... She was floundering in the darkness, alone.... You are no Jedi....you will never be anything....ever....just give in...give up...
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Mar 30, 2009 17:38:46 GMT -7
Sarahi felt cold, she glanced back at Lisa and Jenina; something wasn’t right. She closed her eyes, breaths coming in shallow gasps. Her mind was consumed by the darkness in her mind, and there she wandered, called out.
‘Give up!’ a new voice hissed.
Sarahi spun in circles. “Hello? Who’s there?!”
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Cla ‘Tal watched Sarahi close her eyes, and then she opened them again. He shivered. Her eyes were distant, unfocused on their objective. He tried to connect with her, but he was pushed back, she was blocking him out. But why?
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Post by steven on Mar 30, 2009 18:41:57 GMT -7
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Trent Springfield, owner and founder of Springfield enterprises. A galaxy spanning super store that made anything from farming equipment to military class dreadnoughts. But to Trent, money wasnt one of the reasons he wanted to become the founder of a multi-billion credit corporation. He liked the challenges it came with, along with the recognition he had with people, the power he had in the senate. Yes, Trent did have powerful friends in the senate, and even some of his own people. But most of all, he had a dream to help rid the galaxy of evil, and corruption. Unfortuneately, his dream was cut short when he was brutally betrayed by some of his eecutives.
"This galaxy will never be purged of corruption."
"But we can take steps to help it."
"No, for without coruption and evil, there is no choice. And then what kind of galaxy would we have then?" Trents 2nd in command shot himself in front of Trent, and it left a devastating impact upon Trents life. And it also left him would questions. Many questions...
A couple months later Trent had found a jedi that had found Trent forced sensitive. For some reason the council didnt seek him out when he was a little boy. Even though the jedi knew it was illegal, he was some sort of outcast so he didnt mind. He trained Trent for 10 years in the ways of the force. Trent was a curious case, unlike anyone in the history of force users. The ability to master even picking up a brick with the force seemed to be impossiable for him to master, yet he could see through walls and crumple a fighter fine. The easy seemed to be too hard, and the hard seemed to be too easy....
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Trent grabbed his head with his hands, and swayed from side to side, feeling dissy and noustious. This place was messing with his head, and he couldnt afford that to happen...
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Post by Robbie on Mar 30, 2009 20:08:23 GMT -7
They all entered the map room, Fullmen finnaly made it, and Adara and Bren hanged in the back of the group, covering their flank.
Jarx went to the map table, as T3 hooked up to an outlet, "So Fidella, tell me, what makes this map so important?"
Fidella planeted both hands on the table, "Everything. This is what was hidden here. THis map, will give us several locations to hidden facilities, from what I read. They will show us what the sith are trying to find, and may just help us win this war."
Jarx looked at him, "The war is already over."
Everyone looked at him, "I got the message on the Twilight. Revan was killed, and I assume Malek has taken his throne. And from what I heard, they were beating Malak."
Fidella shook his head, "Why did you not tell us this sooner!"
"Because Jedi, It was not important. It had nothing to do with the mission, and obviously, there is still a sith army waiting outside this planet!"
Fidella calmed himself down, "Fine. It is still imperative we find this information, because, unfortuantly, not only are you wrong about the war, but there is a powerful, and I mean powerful, Sith Lord, up in space, and I can feel his prescence drawing near."
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The Dark Lord of the sith stepped off of his ship. THe blizzard had pass, and he would claim his prize.
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"We jedi, all of us, have felt his prescence. It is not this installation, it is him. I have never felt, such a stronge, feeling, in the force."
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The Sith's footstep's echoed across the hallway, as he approached the grand hall.
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"And the war is not over. I have not felt anything, no joy, no happiness, nothing. I have felt only death, of more, and more, jedi. Malak, is winning."
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The Dark Lord came upon the sith assassins. One looked up at him, and he spoke, "You failed me."
Before the assassin had time to speak, the helmet crushed inwards. There was no motion from the Sith Lord's hands, nothing at all.
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Adara could feel him, "He is here. We have to go, now!"
The T3 droid beeped, and Jarx shouted, "Go go go! Get back to the ship!"
THe group respounded by heading the direction of the caves. They had to leave, and now.
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