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*Ciagyoel instantly fell down, using the shock from the lightning as an advantage to duck down way under from the harmful blow his master would have attacked him with. He pushed off his feet head first, slamming his head as hard as he could into his master's abdominal area - knocking the wind out of him temporarily. Ciagyoel stepped back quickly, and did a no handed cartwheel, that caused his saber to move up into the air, and then quickly down to his Master's exposed neck.*

 

((Just a note, the saber didn't hit you're neck, it's close though, think of you standing in front of me, and me standing with my side, and doing a cartwheel, the saber is coming from the top at a slant to your neck ))

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*Raynuk smiled as he 'limbo'ed under the advancing saber, tripping up his apprentices feet while he was at it. Ciagyoel fall harlmessly to the floor, and Raynuk turned, sending a swift boot to his hand. As the yellow blade flickered off as the handle hit the floor a foot from Ciagyoel, Raynuk stomped his foot down on the disabled saber to prevent it's movement, and sent another swift boot to Ciagyoel's face before bringing his saber down one handed in a vertical stab straight at the ground*

 

 

(Eat Boot dude...eat Steel toed boot )

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I ate a hippo. It was delicious.

May the Forth therve you well...

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*Rolling out of the way, Ciagyoel, in a crouched down position, shot out one arm and used the force to pull at his master's leg that was the most unbalanced of the two. His master slipped forward, landing with a clunk of his head on the ground. Another force pull and he managed to retrieve his lightsaber. He moved back enough out of the way so his master could not physically harm him, and was ready for any force attacks.*

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*Rauynuk jumped to his feet gracefully, and shot his hand out, pulling the carpet from under his apprentice, spilling him backwards. During the fit of unbalancedness, Raynuk used a force pull, and yanked the Yellow saber from his apprentice's hand, and into his own. He spun both lightsabers in intersecting arcs. He spun, and swung both sabers, one from left to right, and the other from right to left. The first was aimed at Cigyoel's neck, the other, at his kneecaps. Ciagyoel wisely jumped back, and Raynuk sliced the same pattern in the air, Cigyoel went to jump again, but found his back to the wall.*

 

"End game..."

 

*Raynuk did twin vertical slices, and lobbed off both his apprentice's arms at the elbows. The dead flesh fell to the floor with a sickining muffled thunk, and Ciagyoel soon followed. Raynuk stood there over his apprentice, who was still alive, and shut off both sabers tossing them to his bed. He picked up Ciagyoel by the waist, and carried him out of the room, and to the med bay*

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I ate a hippo. It was delicious.

May the Forth therve you well...

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*Raynuk serts Ciagyoel down on the bed next to Bishop, and looks at Tarrian, a smalll smile and a shrug is all that is 'said'. He goes back to his room, and picks up the two cauterized lower arms that used to belong to his apprentice. He put them both in seperate air tight containers, and puts one of them on his desk for perminant display beside the Mask of Darth Excrutiation. The other arm he took, and after cutting the index finger off, sent the flesh down to the Incinerator. He returned to the Med Bay and instructed the Medics to begin the creation of cybernetic arms for Ciagyoel. He gave them the finger stump, and left, back to his room to meditate*

 

 

OOC: U shouldnt have said that Em, now no origional arms for youuuu.

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I ate a hippo. It was delicious.

May the Forth therve you well...

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While meditating, Sauron sensed a strange feeling in the force. Eager to search this feeling, Sauron called the BlackHawk, and set off, for Dagobah....

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OOC Note: This is my character who I have developed for months, and no one but me has the right to control him. Piss me off and die

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*The medical droids at last ceased their endless prodding and poking. Resealing the section of Bishop's body they had opened, they left Tarrian, Kaylynn, and the patient alone. Bishop pushed himself up to a sitting position, wincing at the pain that still arced through him. The major breaks in his back had been secured for a temporary fix. Bacta had been applied to help speed the regrowth of his bones. A regiment of drugs would help as well and the droids had assured him that within a week he would be fully healed. Of course before that time was up he'd be in pain and unable to do everything he wanted to do. He had waved away their offers to sedate him for the time, and their offers to drug him up for the pain. He would feel it, all of it. He would savor the pain. In the end he would use the pain.*

 

"Tarrian, would you please gather materials for my lightsabers? I should probably work on rebuilding them. And, if you see him, inform Master Hatred that the procedure has been completed."

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*Ciagyoel emerged later with his new arms, that hadnt been robotized. He had asked they be recloned so as not to lose any force ability he had in his body from using metal replacements. He secured the walking stick to his back as he had grown accustomed to not using it for quite sometime, yet it was still a good weapon to use when times called for it. He got up and walked around into an old Sith Library in AM and pulled out some books on the arts of ressurection and better cloning. He read on and on...he wanted to learn how to fight like the Sith Masters of old. He wanted to replicate the fighting styles of the greatest Sith that ever lived.*

 

What was the name of that man that trained my master? Barohm Zar...that is it...

 

*Ciagyoel searched the books and found a holocron hidden in the back of the bookshelf with data in it. He activated it after turning many of the oblique shapes on it and watched as Barohm Zar roared to life performing many moves he had recorded for records sake. Ciagyoel watched in amazement and asked the holocron what had hapenned to Lord Barohm Zar.*

 

Dead.

 

*Ciagyoel dissapointed picked up an old book, still covered in dust as it had not been reopened in quite some time. He read the pages and realized after a few hours that it was possible to transfer the spirit of somebody into another body and allow them to return to the exact state they had had been from before death. A smile creeped up on him. He needed a body first...he could easily transplant self-growing midichlorians into the main blood stream of the body...then he could find Barohm Zar, and resurrect him in hopes of learning from the famous man, and taking some sort of well placed revenge against his master.*

 

"Excellent..."

 

*He walked out of the library with all the knowledge in his head and left a message with the main droid to deliver to Raynuk Montar.*

 

Master, I have set out from your wing without your permission to do something of my own...

 

*He left the atmosphere with his repaired ship, free of homing devices as he had removed them, and set coordinates to unknown locations, making sure he covered the ion trails and completely destroyed his presence in the known force before leaving to ensure that he could not be followed.*

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Tarrian stood up and placed Kaylynn in Bishop's arms. Without either of them having said a word, they both silently agreed that one of them would be with Kaylynn until she was a bit older.

 

Leaving the room, Tarrian retrieved all of the materials that would be needed to craft the new lightsabres. One her way back to Bishop's room, she stopped and spoke with Master Hatred and informed him of his condition.

 

Coming back into the room, Tarrian handed the materials to Bishop and took Kaylynn from him. She could see the pain on his face, and knew that he would save it, use it later when they met Sly again.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*The message was soon delivered to Raynuk, and the Sith was none to happy. He stood up and asked the droid where Ciagyoel had been before he left, the droid carelessly told the Sith, and Raynuk walked out of his room and towards the library. He looked around, and saw the books on the table in the middle, Raynuk flipped through them quickly, and examined the pages Ciagyoel had left open. Raynuk sat back in the chair thinking a bit.

 

Why was Ciagyoel reading up on cloning, transporting Spirits to clone bodies, and his old master, Barohm Zar...?

 

Five minutes of meditation gave Raynuk the answer he needed. Within half an hour of leaving the library, the Minitour Reborn had lifted off and headed out to his destination, hoping he could find what he was looking for, before Ciagyoel did. But he had a weapon that Ciagyoel didnt. As he jumped to hyperspace, he serched out and found JGoD*

 

JGoD...meet me on Ilum, I need to know where Zar's body is...I think my apprentice is planning something...and It has something to do with Zar.

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I ate a hippo. It was delicious.

May the Forth therve you well...

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*Handing Kaylynn over to the only person he trusted her with as much as himself, Bishop took the pieces and made his way slowly over to a stiff chair and table. Sitting upright he laid the parts before him. Tarrian moved over to a chair next to him with their daughter still in her arms. He began construction, focusing the pain of sitting in such an uncomfortable chair into the construction of his lightsabers. Hours would pass before he would finish, constructing them to take advantage of the previous designs strengths and to improve upon its weaknesses.*

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Tarrian sat with Kaylynn in her lap, and watched as Bishop began his tedious task of rebuilding his lightsabre. After many hours, Tarrian and Kaylynn had both closed their eyes and fallen asleep. Bishop glanced over, and smiled. Reaching over, he gently touched Tarrian's cheek. She hadn't slept in what seemed like weeks. Not since their daughter had been taken. Now, both mother and daughter slept contentedly within the circle of their family.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Finishing his recreated lightsaber, Bishop slowly attached them to his arms. He had modified them some. The activator now resided on the base end of the bar that streched accross his forearm. It was seemingly placed in a hard to access position, but in truth it was only a secondary activator. The primary resided inside the handle itself and was Force activated. Only in cases of Force dampening would he need use of the secondary. In addition, the asthetics had been altered. They were now smoother and more stream lined, yet all it's diagonals and contstruction was directed forward towards the mouth of the emitter leaving a very aggressive feeling around the sabers. As he stood painfully he glanced at Tarrian asleep where she had sat. Kaylynn had awoken and seemed to be watching him as he prepared to test activate his sabers.*

 

"Heh, awake to watch and see if Daddy blows himself to pieces I see."

 

*He stood back far enough that should something happen, though he doubted it would, that niether of the two ladies would be hurt. He concentrated to activate the blades and they expanded before him, crimzon, growling, flashing bars of energy ready to cleave into battle once more. At the sudden deep throated sound, Tarrian's eyes opened. She watched him hunch slightly in pain as his back injuries sparked again and he again stood fully.*

 

"I'm going to go and speak with Master Hatred. I must see what I've left to do in my training."

 

*Turning from the room he walked as quickly and evenly as he could. Stopping outside the communications room where Darth Hatred was speaking with a new Sith hopeful, he redied himself. Standing fully upright he shivered only once under the ripple of pain and then bottled his physical reactions to it down. Striding into the room as the door opened he stopped a few feet from his master. As Darth Hatred turned towards him he took a knee in respect and bowed his head.*

 

"Master Hatred. Tarrian and I have returned from Degobah with Kaylynn. We engaged the Jedi there, however they... they escaped Master. I... apologize... for my long absense in searching for Kaylynn, but as her father I could not leave it in Raynuk's hands whether he was capable of handling the situation or not. Now that I have returned I wish to continue my training."

 

*Leaving his head bowed, waiting for his master to inform him he could stand, he shifted his back slightly. Having it bent was uncomfortable and the pain ebbed at him. Forcing it away he focused on his master instead.*

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"Yes Master."

 

*Standing fully, Bishop could feel his back aching, though the pain had begun to subside. He wasn't sure if it was the treatment finally taking effect or his body getting used to the discomfort. Either way he was glad for that. Excusing himself he went back to his room where he found Tarrian and Kaylynn. He informed them that he was going to continue his training with Darth Hatred and then changed out of his burned, cut, dirtied, and mangled clothes. Donning his Sith attire once more he returned to Darth Hatred.*

 

"I am ready Master. We may continue at your command.

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Suddenly, it opens from the bottom, and another ship exits from underneath of it. The security members recoginze the ship almost instantly: The Deviant IV.

 

The ship flies into a docking bay and lands down.

 

Sure enough, Exar Palpatine walks out of the hold, with a prisoner.

 

He walks up to another Sith Lord, "Lord Sauron. I am Darth Hexious, i have come to exploit the purposes of the orginazation known as, the COREagents."

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Sauron walked out escorted by 6 wolve looking creatures standing on their hind legs. Each one had a lightsaber hanging from their belt. They reached the ship and Sauron inspected the prisoner, "Core agents?" he asked....

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*Finally setting down in the hanger, Nadd gets out of his shuttle, tired, dirty adn hungry. Seeing Darth Sauron, standing next to another, he walks past, and overhears something about the Core worlds.*

 

Wonder if they are getting ready to go to Coruscant?

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Sauron sensed Nadd approch and turned, "Ah, Freedon Nadd, good to see your safe return. Maybe you could help us, our new friend here is told to be a CORE Agent...."

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*Nadd turns back around, approaching Darth Sauron. He takes a low bow, a sign of respect, then turns to face both men.*

 

Well, Lord Sauron, what say we infitrate the order? I think that might be fitting of our new guest. Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me, I need a shower, food and sleep, in that order, and in great quantities. I have been living off of rations for a while, and the shower unit on that shuttle leaves MUCH to be desired. I shall return after I have accomplished those short term goals.

 

*Nadd bows before Sauron, turns sharply on his heels and heads back towards the quarters.*

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"Ha."

 

Zero stirs in his floating stasis.

 

"This would be Aracuon Morion? Hah! Thank you for showing it to us, Hexious. Though this old technology has stopped my physical body from moving, my mechanical parts still work including my homing beacon and transmitter which has recorded our everyword and sent it to a small mobile relay satilite. You will not touch us. We know you now and all it cost was my life. Hah hah hah..."

 

Zero's head suddenly goes slack and the mechanical lights in artificial eyes dim. A loud popping sound is heard as his brains explode out the back of his head and splatter the far wall by way of an self destructive explosive implanted in his head. A hidious grin is fixed underneath the CORE agent's mask, covering his lifeless face, as his brains slowly slide down the wall, leaving a slimely trail.

I'm trying to start a war here. It's a prestigious line of work with a long and glorious tradition.

 

-Vizzini, The Princess Bride

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The brain was picked up by the force and squished. Mean while the Mechonites picked up the transmitter signal with ease and degrated it before it ever left the system. The hidden location of Aracoun Morion was still safe, and hidden. Sauron walked back, "Well that was a waste of time, find out what you can about these CORE Agents." He told Hexious....

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OOC Note: This is my character who I have developed for months, and no one but me has the right to control him. Piss me off and die

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