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  1. Adi-Wan

    Corellia

    * Adi-Wan eyed the schematics before him, and whistled through his teeth. * "Dex would be proud of his little sister ..." - he said, not looking at her. He could tell her posture changed slightly, and she looked as him. * He turned his head to her. * "What I seek is a lightsaber hilt, Sith-crafted, sliced in half by another saber. It's fused to a stainless durasteel linked necklace. It should weigh no more than several ounces. You may recognize the craftsmanship ... now that you serve the Sith Order." He looked at her now, finishing his sentence "It was made by Brook - also known as Jedi Gal of Darkness."
  2. Adi-Wan

    Corellia

    * Adi-Wan stared at something, apparently completely taken aback. He couldn't believe his eyes. * * He looked over to Reagan, and spoke. * "Red? Is that what I think I'm looking at?" - she smiled.
  3. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * A small, elderly man cleaning trash around the resort noticed a heavily modified Z-95 Headhunter take off from the resort, it's engines bursting the ship towards orbit, and inevitably to the far stretches beyond. *
  4. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * He took a step back ... and nodded for a long moment in comprehension. He pulled the cloak's hood over his head again, and bowed slightly at the hip to Tarrian. * "Now that you understand ... I thank you." - he lifted his head, and looked at her from beneath the fabric hanging over his eyes. All she could see was the tip of his nose, his mouth, and the shadow cast across his face. "Now that I'm back, Tarrian ... I feel that my actions will be reactionary to the circumstances in which I've been placed in. I walk no side of The Force, now. I have achieved the rank of Jedi Master in the Jedi Order ... I have the skills necessary to be one, yet - I have no affiliation with them anymore." - he turned his back and began to walk for the exit to the makeshift hangar that Ar-Pharazon's ship sat in. He stopped for a moment, and spoke, not looking back at her. "I tread neither to the darkness, nor to the light. I am only who I am ... and I will do whatever it takes to finally rest peacefully, Tarrian. I believe this trinket posesses the first step in that end for me. - and left the room. * He came to Tarrian's room, and entered swiftly. Tarrian came running after him - but, it was too late - the window had been reopened by the Jedi Master - and through it, he left. She stood before the window, staring into the sunset that was coming down over the grassy field below. She sighed, and shut the window again. *
  5. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * His hands cupped around her head, each palm covering each of her ears, he closed his eyes. She followed his lead. * * He thought long and hard about the time when she'd given it to him. She cut through the saber that belonged to herself before she was cloned. It was a symbol of pride ... it stood for so much more than she wanted it to. It was a symbol of times long lost ... but, she changed the importance of that one object not only for herself - but for Adi-Wan, as well. * * He thought about when she'd sliced it cleanly in two pieces. She threw him half of the saudered saber hilt. He remembered her words when she'd given him the gift. * "Consider it a sign of respect, from one enemy to another... you were a worthy adversary ... and you taught me something about myself. That little trinket holds dual meaning now ... given to you by both your colleagues and your enemy. That half you hold is mine no longer ... consider it yours... a parting gift if you will. I shall miss our encounters ... you made things interesting...Den"* Tarrian watched his memories unfold in her vision, as Adi-Wan remembered it. She recognized the woman as the one and only Jedi Gal of Darkness - Brook. A Sith Lord, once leader of all of the Sith Order. * * Adi-Wan remembered the significance of the object to him ... the meaning of it. That he'd earned respect from the truest form of flattery - his adversaries. Those that sought his demise. Beyond that - it was a constant reminder of Brook. She would always be the closest thing to a woman that he loved ... but, that was not in Adi-Wan's capabilities, as a Jedi Master. * * He opened his eyes ... and glared upon Tarrian, as she opened hers. She stared back at his dark brown eyes for a moment before speaking. Now knowing what it was, and what it meant ... and what Brook meant to him, she wanted him to have the item ... deep down inside.* She spoke ...
  6. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * As Adi-Wan rustled through the belongings of Ar-Pharazon, he found traces of the Force signature on certain objects inside of the room. After approximately four to five minutes, the Jedi Master realized it wasn't here. He knew Tarrian had seen it, held it .... she knew where it was. He walked outside of the ship. * "Surprise .... I didn't find a thing!" - she looked at him wonderingly, and rolled her eyes. * His joking tone left him. His face went stoic. He looked at Tarrian, and growled at her. * "As you know ... a Jedi's most fundamental virtue is patience. You're about to see mine run out, if you don't tell me where it is, Tarrian."
  7. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * Adi-Wan pried inside of her mind, reaching further, tearing down barriers. To him, it was as if he was knocking down a dry wall, breaking through it - only to find another barrier standing behind the one he'd just broken ... he kept his pace. Finally ... he broke through her last line of defense ... and he saw what happened to her, as she remembered it. His eyes closed, and he sighed. He could see her questioning whether this child growing inside her was from someone she cared for - or the evil swine that was of her own bloodline. * "Tarrian ... I'm sorry." - he said. Opening his eyes, he muttered under his breath, "You can leave me here now ..." - the door latch behind her blasting open, and the door swinging to an open position. "I'll only be a moment ..." - he said, as he started sifting through, looking for the traces of the item through The Force - althought there was Ysalamari in some areas of this ship, he was still very much attuned to the Force in this room. Albeit dark, and suffocating, in some areas ... he was able to maneuver it's will into helping him view the contents of the room for his lost, or hidden trinket.
  8. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * Adi-Wan pondered her actions. Clearly forgetting about his trinket for the moment, he was consumed with her reactions. What HAD happened in here? He was intrigued ... to say the least. * "Tarrian ... you're sweating." - pointing at her brow. He stepped closer. The walls in her mind were strongly barracaded, but ... weakening with each passing moment she was 'trapped' in this room, this torture. He pried some more.* Stepping closer to her - he spoke again, "Come, Tarrian. Won't you tell your old friend what's causing this?" He appeared to be compassionate, and reasoning with her - the first since she'd seen him again. "Was it Ar-Pharazon? Your brother? What did he do in this room?" - looking at her stomach for a moment, then back to her - a smirk emerging across his face.
  9. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * As Adi-Wan motioned closer to the door, he stopped, and pulled the hood down from over his head. His back turned to Tarrian, he turned his head to his right, and downward a little, so as to catch a glimpse of her in his peripheral vision. He spoke. * "You're guarding your thoughts against me. You're hiding me from something. Other than Ysalamari ... what lies inside of here? A trap?" - he turned, a hand outstretched - and used the Force to grab her, pulling her towards him, her body stretched into a backwards "C" shape, due to the speed in which she was wrenched through the air. * When she was within range, he reached out with his left hand, and grabbed the front of her tunic, and in a swift motion, spun with her - and propelled her through the door first. * * She was not hurt ... other than her ego. Although she was blocking him from getting into her head, he could read her body language, and facial expressions to see that she was less than thrilled at being where she was now standing. She stiffened up considerably, almost frozen in place. * "Something happen in here that you don't like to think of, Tarrian?" - he questioned, prying at whatever it was that she was guarding him from mentally.
  10. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * Tarrian suddenly heard a sharp explosion down the corridor to her left, her back against the wall, facing Adi-Wan, she turned her head to examine the explosion. She then heard a *SNAP* follow by a suddent, and abrupt *HISS* that she knew too well. She looked back at Adi-Wan, and realized the "plight" she was in. * * Staring down the blade of a yellow lightsaber, she recognized that he was no longer kidding around. This was definitely NOT the Adi-Wan that she knew to be a civil gentleman of the Jedi Order. This was not the man that tried to get her to remember the error of her ways. * With his lightsaber extended from his right hand, and held at arm's length, it burned the small invisible hairs upon her neck. He spoke, "I'm not kidding, Tarrian. I have no use for your games. Take me to his things ... or I'll kill you right now, and find my own way to it's location." * She realized that she was playing a whole new ball game. She'd knew that if she risked getting into too much of a physical altercation that she could lose the child growing inside of her now. She clentched her stomach, as Adi-Wan spoke again. * "Yes, fear for the loss of the young one growing inside of you, Sith. Come ... show me where it is."
  11. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * Adi-Wan snickered at her through his nostrils. * "We'll say I have a reliable, and trusted source, Sith. The item was not acquired by you, but rather landed in your possession through means in which you were potentially unaware, however ... I can see it in your eyes. You've seen it ... you've touched it, held it. I can smell it on you ... you know exactly what I speak of, Tarrian. I'm not here to play your mind-bending games, I'm not here to listen to what pleases you, or what you care to see from my attitude. " * He stepped closer to her, the torches illuminating his face from beneath the shroud. * "I don't know why I'm here. I won't bore you with the details, but when I passed ... I was stuck in limbo. A sort of ... pergatory, between the living, and the deceased. Stuck in the lifestream of The Force. When I returned, I could only see the trinket. It's my only purpose for existance now ... as it was stolen from me, and was truly dear to me. " * His head bowed as he finished his rant ... * "I don't know what my purpose is," his head lifting again to make eye contact, "but you can be damned sure that I intend to get what rightfully belongs to me now. Perhaps its the only way to set me free ..."
  12. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    OOC: Awwwww! I was hoping you'd allow Sedaj's comments to stand. I guess you should go eat your kill, boy. IC: * Adi-Wan watched her turn to walk, and listened to her as she talked over her shoulder. * "What you wish, and what is reality, are two completely different things, Tarrian. Do not so easily assume you know my feelings. I have no fear in this Galaxy." * He pondered her previous statement. Reagan was a Sith now? He might have to pay a visit to her. Master Faust? He assumed he was a Sith now as well. Who knew? More over ... who cared? Certainly not Adi-Wan. * "Your stories of the past bore me. I'm only here for the trinket that Brook gave me. I do not care about history lessons, and frivilous information ... " - he growled. "As for your attending my funeral ... I'm sorry for the losses. I wish I could've been there." - a sense of sarcasm, and a snort-laugh followed. He addressed her assumptions, "As for your thinking that Brook had taken the item back from Ar-Pharazon ... I can only admit that I do not feel this is true. I can't explain it ... but, something is most unsettling about the way that I feel. Therefore, I know she doesn't have it anymore. As I mentioned before ... I have it on good authority that it is in your possession ..."
  13. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * Following her out into the passageway, he made sure that she was aware of his intent. * "I have it on good authority that you have the item that I'm looking for. It's the trinket that was given to me by Brook ... it was stolen when I fell to Faust on Kashyyyk all of those years ago, by Ar-Pharazon." * Adi-Wan noted that Tarrian straightened up, and stopped walking when he said the name again. * "What is it with you? Isn't he your brother?" - came the Jedi Master's voice, harsh, and gravelly from under his robe's hood. * She turned again to face him ... *
  14. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * He returned her gaze, cold and empty in its return. He spoke with a gravelly tone in his voice. * "I've come for my necklace. Ar-Pharazon took it from me ... I've been told that you have it. So, hand it over. I'm not going to ask again." * Adi-Wan threw back the left side of his robe, and revealed his lightsaber, strapped to his thigh. He unclipped the strap that tied it down to his leg, while Tarrian watched his every move. *
  15. Adi-Wan

    Byss

    * Adi-Wan looked down upon her, sitting at her table, staring back up at him. He glared at her from under his hood. He shook his head. * "I'll stand, thank you." - he responded. "You have it ... I know you do. You're hiding it from me ... aren't you?" * She could sense something amiss with Adi-Wan. It'd been forever since she had seen him. What was different? * "Now, Tarrian ... I didn't come all of this way to have a cordial conversation about why you fell to the Dark Side. Frankly, I don't give a damn anymore. I'm only here for it ... so, let's have at it." - he said.
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