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Post by butter on Jul 9, 2007 13:56:20 GMT -4
Mara
"Yes," I grinned, gripping my lightsaber by its hilt. There had been a lot tension building up in everyone lately, and I personally needed to work some of it off. And I knew John did as well.
I bent my knees slightly as I went into defensive mode, holding my lightsaber at the ready, then I moved forward in a swift, smooth motion, aiming for his neck, and he blocked me smoothly.
Then I twisted, yanking my blade free, and just as I was preparing to swing, I had to change my stance in order to block him. I found myself chuckling a little in spite of myself--he was skilled indeed in melee combat.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 9, 2007 14:05:30 GMT -4
John
I chuckled. "Not bad at all." I said, my vibroblade sparking as it slid against Mara's sabre blade. I bent back and snapped off a roundhouse kick, aimed at Mara's hip. It was times like these that I truely felt free, I thought, as Mara and I sparred. No annoying little bits of protocol to stand on, just me and the woman I loved, doing something we both loved doing.
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 9, 2007 16:30:50 GMT -4
Jaden looked at Zekk, raising an eyebrow. “Oh really?” she asked.
“It’s like a knot,” Zekk explained. “Every time you think of her, it smoothens out.” Jaden raised both eyebrows. “Now it’s back.”
“And you have tied it.”
Zekk smirked.
“Let’s go,” Jaden said. Kairi, a black-haired mutt dog from Earth, wagged her tail as Jaden turned to her. She kneeled in front of the large dog and stoked her muzzle gently. Calling upon the Force, Jaden connected their minds together for an instant, sending gentle thoughts through the Force of what Jaden wanted her to do. The dog understood. Protect Tian, Jaden said. Just for a day or two. I’ll be back soon. Tian will feed you as long as you help take care of her. Kairi couldn’t understand the words, but she got the context. She barked, a happy bark, and started to lick Jaden’s face goodbye.
Jaden giggled and scratched Kairi behind the ears. “Be a good girl ‘till I get back,” she said. Kairi barked. Jaden stood and gestured towards the door. “Come on: Jacen’s waiting at the Hanger, and Klauskin will murder us in our sleep if we don’t get there on time.”
“As if he could,” Rylee snorted.
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Seyah checked his chrono. 0300. Force, where were Jaing and Ben? He had said exactly 0300, not a minute too late. Calvin had arrived at the shuttle station just as Seyah did, and they had spent hours going over the plans, double-checking, cross-referencing, and such.
The plan had to work. It had to. They were to board the shuttle to Corellia—well, just Seyah. Jaing, Ben, and Calvin would be in plasteel containers, disguised as a part of machinery—and get off at the next stop. Then they’d have to take the private shuttle, reserved only for the scientists working on Centerpoint. There, a spy working for the GA would help him with the transportation of the ‘plasteel cylinders’ to Seyah’s workshop. They’d get out, and start their mission.
And the shuttle left in an hour.
Pacing angrily, Seyah bit his lip. “Are you trying to make a rut, Doctor?” Ben Skywalker asked from the shadows. “Because you’ll have to stomp.”
Jaing emerged from the darknes, hand on Ben’s shoulder. “It would be a better application of you energy if you just sat down and drunk some caffa.”
“I suppose you’ve had thirteen cups already, Jedi?” Seyah asked crisply. “Hurry, into the bathroom.”
“But I don’t have to go yet,” Ben said. Jaing took his arm, and they followed Seyah into the out-of-order men’s bathroom, where Calvin was waiting, leaning against the wall. Three different-sized plasteel containers were next to him. Understanding dawned on Ben’s face. “Oh,” she said.
“Yeah, ‘oh’,” Jaing said.
“Get in,” Seyah said, agitation starting to leak out of his voice. “Hurry. Ben, the smallest. Calvin, the middle one. Jaing, the largest.”
Ben grimaced, looking at the container like it was a deathtrap. “We won’t be able to breath!” he said.
“I know,” Seyah said. “Your Master said that you Jedi can hold your breath well enough. Or was he wrong?”
“No, he’s right,” Ben said. “I just… never practiced this in the field before.”
“Better later than never,” Jaing said. He motioned into the container. “Go on.”
Ben sighed and used the Force to jump a ridiculous few meters into the air and drift into the container like a feather. The last thing he saw was Jaing’s face as he closed the lid.
"Still your breathing, let the trace amounts of air in your lungs hold you. The Force can sustain you... listen to it."
He heard Jaing’s voice in his head, and concentrated, numbing the body’s instinct to shut itself down after long periods without oxygen. He heard voices outside the crate, but didn’t listen to them: he needed to keep his concentration.
Jaing looked over at Calvin. “Ready, dad?” he asked.
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Post by butter on Jul 9, 2007 17:36:44 GMT -4
Mara
I moved--leapt--to one side, just before his well-aimed kick could strike me. Then I backed off a bit, going into a counter-offensive stance, narrowing my eyes at John, yet on the inside, I was grinning. I loved doing sparring matches with John, because we had an equal match of skill and experience when it came to fighting. And we knew each other so well, and we each knew how the other fought.
I feigned making an aggressive attack with my lightsaber, only to change tactics at the last moment, to send my foot right for his midsection.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 9, 2007 23:00:52 GMT -4
John
Smoothly, I deflected her foot with my elbow, and parried her sabre as it followed in. Crouching for a moment, I hammered my feet down and backflipped over Mara, aiming an elbow to the back of her knee. This fight, however, was only one half of the battle. In their minds, they fought via their Bond, each trying to gain an edge on both plains. It made for superb training.
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Post by butter on Jul 9, 2007 23:08:01 GMT -4
Mara
Once again I leapt out of the way, and used my foot to deflect his elbow. Then, as quick as lightning, I swung my lightsaber at him, and he blocked it swiftly and efficiently. Then, while our weapons were still locked together, I shifted my balance, and aimed a light kick at his knee, not enough to subdue him, but enough to take him by surprise, which I then used to my advantage.
I managed to knock his sword out of his hand, and I aimed my lightsaber at his throat. Then I grinned impishly, and said almost playfully, "How will you get yourself out of this one, M'dear?"
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 9, 2007 23:14:32 GMT -4
John
I grinned widely, and bowed my head slightly. "I yield, my lady..." said I, waiting for the perfect moment... to... STRIKE!
As Mara deactivated her sabre, I lunged forwards and wrapped my arms around her in a tight, intimate embrace, before sealing my mouth over hers in a passionate kiss.
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Post by butter on Jul 9, 2007 23:21:32 GMT -4
Mara
I flinched a bit, taken off-guard and surprised, however I wasn't all that surprised. It wasn't unlike John to pull a stunt like this sometimes, and in fact, I did rather enjoy it.
I melted into his embrace and returned the kiss as passionately as he gave it. You are tricky, you know that? I thought at him, through the Bond.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 9, 2007 23:31:33 GMT -4
John
I smiled. If dying taught me one thing, it was to fill every possible moment with joy. I thought to Mara, running my fingers through her rich red hair, and stroking the flesh of her back between her waist and jut below her ribs. And I've always found joy in your presence, my love...
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Post by butter on Jul 9, 2007 23:43:29 GMT -4
Mara
I pulled back slightly, just enough to get a good look at him. And I in yours, I thought to him.
When he had died in the Yuuzhon Vong war, I had thought I would never see him again. Then when I had gotten in touch with his spirit again, I'd known that we could still be together and keep in touch that way. And now, here he was before me, just as he was before he had died. One would never know the difference--and even though I knew it, it made no difference to me.
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