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Post by Force_Flow on Nov 19, 2006 22:46:47 GMT -4
RP by: Force_FlowLinkThis is an RP called Path to Redemption, because of what's gonna happen. This is following the Exile (Jay), Revan, and Malak from their time at the Enclave 'till the end of the Mandalorian Wars. Jay is a loner, and does not have friends. Revan and Malak are both attracted to her, but do not approach her. A class in lightsaber techniques, and a very insightful question by Revan draws Jay closer to them, and they duel each other in a sparring match. The rest is for fate to determine. Chars: Revan: Tallboy Dave Jay: Tracyn Malak: Shena Vrook: hk47fan Kavar: hk47fan People in Mandalorian Wars: Mandalore: safteyjedigirl Mandalorians: shockeye Canderous: safteyjedigirl OC Jedi: Shena OC Jedi hyperewokjedi Rules are: No bashing No killing other members (I think we ALL know that rule. ) No flaming No sub-plots without GM's permission Don't go on a posting-spree Be patient with other members Put time into your post. NO BLOODY ONE-LINERS. Each post should have at least a paragraph consisting of five (5) sentences. Take your time, as if you're trying to write a fic for the PRESIDENT OF THE USA!
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Post by Force_Flow on Nov 20, 2006 16:50:50 GMT -4
OOC: Now, starting from where we left off… Clee"I guess I'll see you later, then," she said. As Revan walked away, Clee felt a lightness in her heart. She closed the door and turned on the privacy light. She lay on her cluttered sleep couch and pulled the blanket over her, still warm from Revan's touch… Her fingers closed on something. Curious, she took out a piece of carefully folded paper (which most people never used anymore, with the substitute of datapads) and unfolded it. She grinned at her pencil sketch by Revan himself. She laughed. "So you specialize in anime, do you?" she muttered. She fell asleep looking at the picture. JayThe young, Kiffar girl awakened slowly. Her head throbbed, and the rest of her body was numb. Gradually, her vision slowly cleared, and she saw both medics, Jhevva, Malak, and Jason Solani asleep in the chairs. "Revan," she mumbled. "Where's Revan?" She raised her left hand to gently stroke the Kiffar tattoes going down her face like claw marks. The tattoes, black as they were, reached to the top of the left side of her face, beginning right under the eyebrow in four different strokes all attached to small silver beads attached to her skull, complementing her dark hair. Her entire back was numb, as well as her mind. Slowly, she got out of bed dreamily and staggered to the door. Where's Revan and Clee?The door opening was no sound big enough to wake the sleeping figures in chairs around her bed. She suddenly felt dizzy, and placed a hand on the doorway for support. She fell to her knees, dazed, blinking to keep her vision clear. "Re-van?" she mumbled in a sing-song voice. "Rev-an…?"
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Post by Alyva on Nov 20, 2006 17:22:16 GMT -4
Malak
"Shavit!" he muttered, waking up immeadiatly at the sing-song voice just a few feet away. Jay looked drunk. Impossable. She didn't drink. Yet, anyway. Must be the thantazine, he thought.
He quietly got up and walked towards the small, limber girl. "Shush, Revan's gone back to bed," he whispered in her ear. "You don't want to wke him up, do you, Jay?"
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Post by Force_Flow on Nov 20, 2006 17:27:57 GMT -4
Jay
She rolled sick eyes towards him. "Malak?" she said. She stood and almost toppled over in the effort. Malak tried to steady her, but she leaned foreword on him instead and pushed him into the doorway.
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Post by Alyva on Nov 20, 2006 17:33:55 GMT -4
Malak
His spine hit the door squarely. "Quiet," he whispered fiercly. He took Jay by the shoulders: she shook in his grasp, trying to get away. Her knees buckled and she would've collapsed if Malak hadn't been holding her. "Jay, let's go back to bed…" he whispered, as if admonishing a three-year-old.
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Post by Force_Flow on Nov 20, 2006 17:35:35 GMT -4
Jay
"Not the hell with you," she said. "Let me go… Rev-an…"
She struggled, but finally, allowed Malak to escort her to the bed. Her legs were made of lead. She started humming a song.
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Post by Alyva on Nov 20, 2006 17:45:37 GMT -4
Malak
He helped Jay into her bed. "Now go to sleep," he said. "I'll be right here next to you…"
He squeezed her hand reassuringly.
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Post by Force_Flow on Nov 20, 2006 17:50:32 GMT -4
Jay
"There's a cross on the side of the road Where a mother lost a son How could she know that the morning he left Would be The last time she'd trade with him for a little more time? So she could say she loved him one last time And hold him tight But with life we never know."
Jay's throat caught as she turned her head to look at the white wall.
"When we're coming up to the end of the road So what do we do then With tragedy around the bend?
We live we love We forgive and never give up Cause the days we are given are gifts from above And today we remember to live and to love We live we love."
She slowly fell asleep, still mumbling the song under her breath, her hand in Malak's.
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Post by Alyva on Nov 20, 2006 17:52:52 GMT -4
Malak
He smiled at her sleeping form. He opened his mind to the Force and gestured at the chair he had slept in. It floated over towards him, and he sat down in it. He fell asleep, his head on Jay's materess.
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Post by Force_Flow on Nov 20, 2006 18:01:48 GMT -4
OOC: Let's go to about eight hours ahead. It's 0900.
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