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Yes, well, last time you almost needed to get your stomach pumped if I recall correctly, so a lighter drink is in your interest.

 

::Tzeentch sat down on a bed of satin and velvet and beckoned for Skye to join him.::

 

Your beauty enchants me in ways that make the stars around us envious. Allow me to provide you with clothing more suitable for the occasion.

 

::With a snap of his fingers, Skye's haltertop and pants were replaced by a stunning royal blue velvet dress that fit her like a glove.::

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Skye smiled at his comments, remembering quite well how he had swept her off her feet and had her head literally spinning at the Last Call.

 

”œIt was my brother that should have had his stomach pumped”¦ I wasn't quite that bad although I don't wish to repeat the experience. That hangover was unbelievable.”

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Scorp gave his X-wing a little roll as he made the calculations to jump into hyperspace. His destination was Tatooine it was the first place that had popped into his head. Next thing he knew he shot into hyperspace settling himself into a trance he had the ship wake him when he found himself in front of a big brown planet.

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Rizzy sat down on the floor across the room from the credit chip. His mind racing as the sea on Kamino rages on the stormiest of nights. ”œHow am I going to do this? I ma just supposed to make that come to me without even getting up. I have no Idea”¦”

"Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter."

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In the vast, dark realms of space, the squadron of powerful capital ships, the pride of the Rebel Alliance fleet, streaked through hyperspace to rejoin its fellows waiting to attack and liberate the capital world of Coruscant. With the trio of warships is a Nebulon-B frigate, captured from the forces of SEED, that had unwisely chosen to establish a base on a world controlled by the Rebellion. It had taken some time, but the Allince prize crew assigned to the rather outdated warship was able to get the hyperdrives online, and had cleared the ship of any potential hazards posed by any nanites left in the ship's systems.

 

Taking the ship in the first place had not been an easy task. Of the three hundred Space Marines that had poured into the vessel to capture and secure it, fifteen were dead and another forty-three were wounded, five critically. Many of the SEED personnel had been rendered unconscious by the initial assault; the cofferdams that had been extended onto the ship after it had been disabled had been used to pump knockout gas through the ship, but that only took care of the crew. The soldiers had put up a good fight at first, but the Rebel Marines were able to prevail, mostly through the actions of one sergeant and his corporal, the same men who had led the assault on the Imperial complex at Artus.

 

The ship itself, as well as the equipment she carried, proved to be a goldmine. Weapons and ammunition lockers had been looted, and their contents examined. Equipment stores had also been examined, netting examples of all sorts of Shock Trooper gear, including sophisticated surveilance and tracking equipment, armour, contained and intact examples of nanites, and even information on cortosis bullets for slugthrowing pistols and rifles. On top of that, the Alliance had yet another prize of war, another auxiliary warship to add to their growing fleet. The frigate's crew had not had time even to erase the ship's computers, much less the ability to set the auto-destruct sequence.

 

Aboard the Solemn Vow, Admiral Dodonna oversaw the fleet as it made its way back to Coruscant. Something told her that she would be missing the first part of the battle, but she told herself that this was a necessary thing; it was better to have left then to see to the new threat posed by SEED then to let them gain a foothold on Alliance territory. In order to arrive faster, he squadron of ships took a more direct, but still untrackable, route back to the capital, sending the captured frigate back to the Rebel base at Hypori, but not before sweeping it for potential trackers and disabling any that were found. The frigate would be escorted there by two squadrons of E-wings from the Galan's Pride.

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"The Emperor has made a critical error, and the time for our

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Aboard the newly capture ex-imperial frigate, things began to calm. The goldmine had been looted, information stored. Precious information that had great value to the Directive.

 

Roaming the hallways of the newly captured vessel, a rebel uniform dressed man walked about. His first stop led him to the ship's main database. There he quickly accessed the fresh information collected by Rebel officals hours ago.

 

Second, he went to the brig. Here, the capture members of SEED were being kept, still unconcious from the battle. Among the captured members, the old captain of the vessel slept await his fate. Entering the cell, the man brought out a small rectangular device. The device came to life, sticking itself onto the surface of the captain's forehead. With in a minute, the device collected and stored all the memories kept with in the captain. From there he moved to the equipment lockers.

 

It was here he collected a few sample weapons. Items that had yet to be counted by rebel troops and that were easily erased from the ship's database. All traces of their existance was gone, as was the rebel uniformed dressed man. Life continued to return to normal....

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The blackness of space was replaced by the shimmering purples and blues as the Millennium Skyray, with Jedi Knight Ben'a Solo at the controls, streaked through hyperspace. His route was not direct, and he only stopped once, hidden in the gravity shadow of a moon in a remote, uncharted star system. Something one of his friends had taught him came into play as he remained hidden here, and after two hours worth of work, Ben'a had succeeded in altering his ship's registration, including a new transponder code, which was sufficient enough to ensure that no one could pick him out for a Jedi.

 

As far as anyone would be able to tell from here on in, the Hammer's Head was a bounty-hunting vessel, owned and operated by one G'naed Ewolba of Kuat. All the appropriate entries were made in the various directories and servers, using piggybacked transmissions to access the HoloNet without giving away his location and true nature. In a further bit of ingenuity, he landed the ship on the moon, donning a survival suit and getting onto the hull, using his lightsaber and some minerals from the moon's surface to change the markings of the ship sufficiently enough to disguise visual identification. This second incarnation of the ship was already marked and painted differently, and this little session would help that even more.

 

With his temporary work done, G'naed brought the Hammer's Head back into space, and after pulling the hyperspace control lever, he shot off in the direction of the Coruscant system. There were credits to be made on the capital world, he knew, it was just a matter of reaching out to grab them.

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::Tzeentch's fingers began to tingle and the world became more vivid to him. People were dieing, a slaughter on Coruscant.::

 

You deserve nothing less, my dear.

 

::Tzeentch placed his hand on her leg and kissed her gently.::

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Skye let her eyes flutter closed again as his lips met hers. As the kiss deepened, more sensations flooded through her and she felt something strange flow through her, making her want to pull back from him”¦

 

It lasted only a moment though as she was swept away with the moment, wondering briefly if it was because she was with Tzeentch, not Chen...

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As the Outro left Tatooine's atmosphere, Kaz leaned over the control panel, plugging the coordinates for Coruscant into the XM-1's navigation system. With a touch to the hyperdrive lever, the fighter disappeared into hyperspace.

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((OOC: The space above Artus))

 

IC:

 

In the now-empty space surrounding the world of Artus, a lone Nebulon-B frigate, escorted by twenty-four TIE Defenders exits hyperspace. The frigate, bearing special clearance from a certain female military officer, takes on some additional cargo before departing, spending as little time as possible in the system, lest prying eyes detect their presence. Shooting once more into lightspeed, the vessel takes an indirect and untraceable route to its final destination.

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"The Emperor has made a critical error, and the time for our

attack has come..." Mon Mothma, Return of the Jedi

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It had been the most intense love experience of Skye's life. Never had she felt like that before and her thoughts kept centring on what he could have done to her to make her feel like that. She did feel more attuned to him than she ever had before, so it was no wonder he read her mind so easily”¦pity it still didn't work the other way too well”¦ in some ways he was still a mystery to her and played his cards close.

 

”œChanged myself? How”¦”

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Due to the intensity of your thoughts you are essentially shouting in my ear, dear, so its hard not to hear them. Furthermore, it's my purpose to know these things. And you're thinking of the wrong desires. I don't mean sexual desires, I mean the desire to see things a certain way, the web of supposed truths that you mortals weave for yourselves and traps reasoning before it makes it halfway across your brain.

 

When one views a painting, they must be careful not to stand too close or too far from it. Stand too close, and everything is just blotches of color. Stand too far away, and you don't see the details. You, little Jedi, are standing too far from the painting. You see that people are dieing or in pain, but that's all you see. You must learn to see the details. The people that are dieing right now are sacrificing their very existence in the belief that they can change things, that they can make a difference. Is not that devotion, that hope, beautiful to you? It is not about the fact that mortals die, but how they choose to ultimately bring purpose to their lives.

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Skye couldn't help it, she broke into a soft laughter,

 

”œI'm sorry love, I can't help it especially with what we've just been doing. What else was I suppose to be thinking about after that encounter? I'm sorry if my thoughts are that loud. I'll try and think more quietly, but please, I would like some privacy for my thoughts.”

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Scorp acccessed his BAnk account and was suprised to find him the proud owner of a new ship besides his x-wing. Setting his course for where he was going. HE arranged to have the ship met him there. Perhpas he would find out why he had been give such a gift.

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”œNow you're teasing me Tzeentch. Just because you are a God and live eternally and I'm just a lowly mortal. You don't have to worry about death. I on the other hand can look forward to another 60 or 70 years if I'm lucky enough not to come to a cropper to some unfortunate event that would shorten it further. Then again, maybe I might be the lucky one here. Once I become one with the Force, there wouldn't be need to ever worry again.”

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Let's just say it all depends on how naughty you are. Speaking of naughty, I sense Slaanesh coming.

 

::The door to Tzeentch's chamber slid open and Slaanesh walked in, her lithe form drawing eyes willing or not. Even though she was falleen, her divine essence had transformed her body, making her a four armed daeva crowned by six stars upon her brow.::

 

Slaanesh: Mind if I join your little party?

 

::Not waiting for a response, Slaanesh joined the two in the hot water, exhaling as she submerged most of her body under the surface.::

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Slaanesh: Only one tonight, Tzeentch? How disapointing... I was hoping you'd have enough to share.

 

Tzeentch: Yes, well some of us believe in a before and after to sex, what I like to call a relationship.

 

Slaanesh: Well let me know when you come to your senses, Tzeentch, the mortals are failing to satisfy me, they break and tire too easily. All of the old lines of power have died out brother, and what's left is pathetic. But I see you've taken steps to remedy that. So, what does this pretty little thing do?

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Skye remained silent, still alittle embarrassed about being skyclad in a bath with her lover and another female, but she was becoming more accustomed to it, relaxing slightly within Tzeentch's arms. She did glance back at Slaanesh as she caught a peculiar tone to her words”¦ remedy what? Brother? She must mean as Gods, not their”¦ hosts.

 

She made herself relax further, concentrating on the warm waters and letting herself fall into a light trance, but couldn't help but be aware of her lover's nearness and the presence of the other divine being

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