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Post by hk47fan on Jul 18, 2007 15:06:09 GMT -4
Naos
I had been just walking into Med-Bay, taking the long way to continue to think on all of this, when I heard the word "brainwashed". "WHAT?!" I yelled out, my eyes wide and they kept going back and forth from Padme to Fi
"No, not Scout!" I said, denying it "He couldn't!"
Anything is possible with the Force.
"She would never have let Vader into her head, at least not long enough for her to turn into that killer Sith!" I shouted
Then what other explanation is there? Even Vader can best Scout eventually, he knows how she works. And of course she wouldn't have willingly turned.
I sighed in defeat, and closed my eyes as I slowly fell into a chair "No...." I said softly, as I felt the Killer make the jump to hyperspace
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 18, 2007 15:12:48 GMT -4
"Both you and Nait had these... feelings that Scout was losing something," Fi said. "Jaskia was the one who figured it out, long ago. She's been brainwashed, Naos. And not willingly. She doesn't have her brother's iron will, or your morals. She has been turned unwillingly into a servant of the Dark Side. Vader has ways that you can't even imagine, Naos."
"Was she pretty?"
Fi looked around sharply. Darrina stood behind Naos, wiping her eyes. "What?" Fi asked.
"Was she pretty?" Darrina replied. "You know: Scout. Everyone here seems to miss her a lot. Tell me about her so I can miss her, too."
Fi smiled. Darrina seemed to be in shock. Maybe she just needed to focus on something else right now. "Let's talk in the Main Hold, okay?" she asked.
"If we all talk about what made her special," Darrina continued, "Maybe you guys won't feel so bad. They taught us that in the Palace."
"Let's go talk, then," Padmé said warmly. "Come on, Naos."
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Post by hk47fan on Jul 18, 2007 15:33:03 GMT -4
Naos
I was about to say something more about this...."new" version of Scout, but I decided to drop it for Darrina. Something about her just made me tell myself "Later". I smiled and said "Alright, lets go...."
And it was a genuine smile. Something that had not been on my face in a very, very long time. Not since Scout and I were on Lok, at that lake.....
Darrina gave me a similar feeling, somehow. When I looked at her. But I wasn't sure yet, however was glad. I need happiness....
I followed them all into the Main Hold and sat down on the couch, I looked up at Darrina and said "Scout has always been very special to me. Her attitude, her innocenceness....but again her attitude. Her spunk, and she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen...."
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 18, 2007 17:04:53 GMT -4
"She could light up the whole room when she smiled," Padmé said, smiling herself. “She was a great person.”
“How so?” Darrina asked.
“She treated everything as a joke,” Fi said. “It was her way of dealing with things. When she got worried, she’d just push herself harder. Weakness was not an option for her.”
“She’s fourteen,” Padmé said, “but she knows how to handle a lightsaber better than when the war started. She’s changed ever since Geonosis. You could see it in her eyes: it was like she was one-hundred inside. I think by messing around like a normal teenager, she was still trying to cling on to her childhood.”
“She was nice, I take it?” Darrina asked.
“One of the nicest people you would ever meet,” Fi said. “She would risk her life for complete strangers. More so when a friend was in danger. The last time we saw her, she was fending off two battalions of Stormtroopers in an effort to save me. She had great concentration: she was able to bring down many stormtroopers while pushing the Killer out of the docking bay.”
“How was she captured?” Darrina asked.
“She surrendered,” Padmé said sadly, “She surrendered as soon as the Hanger doors closed.”
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Post by hk47fan on Jul 18, 2007 17:28:31 GMT -4
Naos
"She was kind, sweet, and tough." I said, still smiling as I stared off and thought about her "But....she's changed many times. She's always been very fragile, and has been betrayed by her parents and Anakin. She's tried to maintain her personality, and she partially has....but deep down I think she's scared. Scared of being betrayed again."
I looked at Darrina and said "But that doesn't mean her personality was drained. There is one time I vividly remember her being happy...truly happy. And so was I. It was on Lok, inside a cave and then at a lake...."
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 18, 2007 17:32:30 GMT -4
“You must have really liked her,” Darrina said slowly. “Was she your sister?”
“Nait’s her brother,” Padmé said. “Naos is her best friend.”
“”You said that she was fragile.” Darrina frowned. “From what you told me of her, I would say that she would like to slap you for that, wouldn’t she?”
Fi broke out into a gale of laughter and nodded.
“Describe her to me,” Darrina said. “So I’ll know her if I meet her.”
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 19, 2007 11:37:38 GMT -4
“We’re in!”
Shey, a blonde-haired Jedi Knight, grinned wildly as she put her datapad back into her robes. As the blue light from the screen died away, the four Jedi were left in the darkness of the ally right next to the Imperial Rep Center. Jaskia closed her eyes, taking a moment to locate the five captured Jedi deep within the building. Shaak Ti activated her lightsaber, filling the ally with a vivid green light. She kept it at her side as Shey proceeded to enter the access codes into the wall panel. It whooshed open.
Shaak Ti brought her lightsaber up, blocking two bolts of blaster fire from surprised guards. Jaskia slid under her lightsaber, activating Roan Shryne’s double-bladed orange lightsaber. He had given it to her before they left for the mere fact that it confused the enemy. He had been further surprised when he learned Jaskia could use it like a pro.
Jaskia felt Shey and Xiaan Carr enter the base behind Shaak Ti. Shey was already moving towards the guard on the right. Jaskia felt his life flicker out as Shey made a precise surgical cut through his sternum. Four guards remaining, all spread out. Xiaan threw her lightsaber at the power conduit near the wall, and it exploded into a buzz of electricity. The Jedi hunched together at the door while Jaskia used her lightsaber to absorb the blast heading towards them. The guards weren’t so lucky, and fell to the ground, dead.
“Good move,” said Jaskia, moving a strand of blue hair out of her eyes. She was panting. “I didn’t know that they taught Ataru users that.”
“I didn’t know they taught Mashaki users how to defend themselves,” Xiaan admitted.
Jaskia moved to the next door, on the other side of the empty room. “I was using Soresu.” The matte grey door slid open to her touch. “Come on.”
Jaskia paused for a moment and went back into the previous room. She stuck her face in the camera, and spit on the lens.
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The Jedi were in worse shape then Shey admitted. Two of them were able to walk and fight, one able to walk, if you called stumbling walking, and he other two couldn’t manage to keep conciousness. Xiaan Carr was limping from a blaster wound to her leg, but she used the Force to add to her strength, carrying one Jedi over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Shaak Ti did the same with another, and Shey was used as a crutch by the other Jedi. The two who could hold their own were given two spare lightsabers, and Jaskia led them out the way they came.
Everything was fine as they entered the last three rooms. Jaskia put up her hand, motioning for them to be silent. Reaching out with her senses, she felt bigger, stronger presences on the other side of that door. At least thirty.
The Five-Oh-First.
Breathing heavily, Jaskia slumped to the ground on the side of the door. She took off her brown leather backpack and started to rummage through it, looking for something, anything, that would help them. Her hand gripped a sonic grenade. A sonic wave was produced after it exploded, wounding droid sensors and, most fortunately, clone helmets. Others would become deaf to it. Like them.
Jaskia stood and motioned for the others to get back into the last room. They complied. Jaskia slid open the door and threw the sonic charge in, closing the door just as it blew. There was a sharp crack!, and Jaskia felt the door wobble. “Now!” she yelled. “Pancir, Kaleb, come on!”
The two Jedi still in fighting condition rushed foreword with her, lightsabers activated. The clones were on the ground, unknowingly screaming as their own helmets turned against them and started to fry them. Jaskia had no time for it. The rest ran into the room, shocked. One clone managed to get his helmet off. He aimed his blaster, and shot Shey in the side. She cried out and fell, bringing the other Jedi down with her.
Now others were getting their helmets off. Jaskia grimaced as three blaster bolts tore into her right shin. It hurt, but she wouldn’t let them see it. She dropped the double-bladed lightsaber and took Pancir’s. The green blade flashed to life, moving this way and that. “How many blades do you see?” Jaskia whispered.
She was a living shield. Her arms were just a blur of motion. Blaster bolts seemed to just bounce back towards their owners. Soon, only twelve were left. “Retreat!” Shaak Ti called.
“I’ll hold them off!” Jaskia shouted above the mayhem. “Get out of here! That’s an order!”
Jaskia could have gone with them. She had chose not to. Not until she killed every last clone in here. “Ki-Adi-Mundi,” Jaskia whispered. “Aayla Secura. Jesse Powel. So many people you’ve killed. I’m stronger now. I’m stronger than everyone here. Watch me.”
She had grown to love the fighting, the killing. And she wouldn’t leave without killing these Jedi murderers.
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She joined them outside. The rescue had taken a little over an hour, but Adi Gallia and Ni were still outside. She remembered telling them specifically that if they were over an hour, they should leave. She sighed loudly, but she was secretly pleased.
Adi started to give commands out over her comlink. They were out. They needed a lift back up. Jaskia watched her fellow Jedi. Shaak Ti was attending to the wounds of the Jedi they had come the rescue. As Jaskia sat down heavily, she put a hand on her wounds. Her shin had been hit three times, her shoulder had taken a blow from a vibroblade, and her left arm was useless.
Jaskia’s eyes started to close.
Shey noticed that Jaskia was trying not to pass out and kneeled in front of her. Jaskia had hidden her wounds with the Force, but now she couldn’t. She wasn’t sure if she could lift a glass of water, much less drink it. “Jaskia?”
Shey’s voice seemed so far off…
“Jaskia listen to me!”
Were they in a tunnel? So far off…
“Master Ti!”
All Jaskia could see was Shey’s concerned face as the edges around her vision started to blacken around the edges. Shaak Ti’s took place as she assessed Jaskia’s wounds. “Why didn’t you tell us?” she asked softly.
“Didn’t hurt enough, yet,” Jaskia muttered. And she passed out.
Shaak Ti used the Force to assess the damage. She was bleeding out, and bleeding out fast. It was a simple matter to staunch the bleeding, but the vibroblade wound seemed to be infected. “You always hide your pain,” she said softly. “Why?”
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(The TriNebulon News Report) Jedi terrorists attacks around the Imperial Detention Center killed at least 88 people and wounded 19. Adding to the recent surge in violence, these Jedi terrorists were led by none other than the felon Jaskia Paine.
In the North West Detention Center, four Jedi broke into the high-security prison and killed all the Imperial guards there, releasing five highly-dangerous prisoners who were awaiting execution.
The attack took place yesterday in the Upper City at 0900, and continued for around an hour. Sources say that the Jedi seemed to have all the access codes and requirements to break in and get out again.
According to authorities, the attack was to not only rescue the convicted murderers, but to also kill High Inquisitor Kalchabe of Alderaan. It is believed that this attack was a cover-up for a larger attack on the Imperial Palace, where fifteen smugglers attempted to kill Palpatine. They have been caught, and executed the very same day.
More than 10 were wounded in that attack.
If anyone sees the traitor Jaskia Paine, let it be known that there is a 70 million credit bounty out for her, dead or alive. Her comrades fetch a bargain of 30 million, and if caught, will be sentenced to life in prison with no bail.
Now, on to other news… There has been recent sightings of pirates in the Mid-Rim..,
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Post by hk47fan on Jul 24, 2007 21:15:15 GMT -4
Naos
I thought back, just now realizing how horrible Scout had looked when she took her helmet off. She was beautiful....but looked like she had been tortured in so many ways all over her body, and beaten. Didn't she mention something about Vader...torturing or beating her?
I looked down, and said "Lush, blonde hair. Her face is that of a normal fourteen-year-old-girl. Eyes are a mix of blue-green. Normal weight, and most likely armour. The armour she had on was very unique, I didn't even recognize it. But it was simply de-attached: under her chin there was a small snap that held it all together. Also, looking at her now..."
I gulped, not wanting to admit what I saw "She looked....beaten. Tortured. By shock, normal fists hitting just about everywhere on her body, and Force knows what else....."
A small tear went down my cheek. I closed my eyes, and thought What have Vader and his cronies done to her?
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 24, 2007 21:32:17 GMT -4
"I saw her face," Darrina confessed. "She wore a black bodysuit ripped in many places."
"She kept on fighting through sheer force of will," Fi added. "She fought... weaker than she would if she was healed. She has grown much in the ways of the Force."
"That was weak?" Darrina asked, stumped. "I shudder to think of what she would be if she was healed! Senator, is this true?"
"I... yes, it is," Padmé said.
"What else do you guys know about her?"
"She could tell a great story," Fi said. "She thought of pain as a distraction. She seemed the type to give up easily when I first met her, but her resolve hardened. She practiced in the Cargo Hold until she could barely walk back to the room she was stationed."
"What color lightsabers did she have?" Darrina asked.
"Two lightsabers," Padmé answered. "Upgraded with two extra crystals. Great for redirecting energy or blowing up a power conduit. It was orange, a nice neon orange. It was her favorite color, too."
"You said she's been brainwashed," Darrina said. "Okay, I believe you. How was she brainwashed? The last known renewing droid was used on Phindar fifteen years before the Battle of Naboo. But it wiped all the memories, and it was irreversible. The one and only person known to survive the brainwashing was Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Negotiator. If Scout's powers matched his, then how could this happen? Did she let it happen?"
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Post by hk47fan on Jul 24, 2007 22:20:07 GMT -4
Naos
I shook my head "No, she couldn't have!" I said, refusing to believe it "Vader knows how to play with her mind, he could have just-"
"Scout....is not at her best when it comes to Vader...trust me she is powerful, but I can tell part of her fears him, at least I think so. And I've known her for a few months now, and she and I are very good freinds." a voice said, and I looked in the direction of the hall that led to the cockpit. Sora stood in the doorway, looking at Darrina
"But she could still stand against him! I know she could!" I shouted, standing up and looking at Sora, my eyes were filled with denial, and hope
Sora sighed, and said "She could, but I haven't forgotten Lok. She nearly joined him there, but after knowing more about her, I don't think it was because she thought the Dark Side was powerful or why the typical Sith falls. She did it because of Vader, or moreso Anakin. I think...deep down, a part of her might want to be at his side again....no matter what it takes. Anakin, other than Nait, Naos, and Jaskia, was the only thing she had from what I take it. And she hates Vader, but she loves Anakin. And when he brainwashed her, perhaps that's why she didn't put up so much of a fight."
"Anakin and Vader are the same person." I said coldly "And NO! It can't be like that!"
I turned away from Sora, facing the others, my face filled with denial. I wouldn't believe it. I couldn't, I didn't want to let myself think Scout let all this happen.....
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