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Post by tallboydave on Jul 9, 2007 23:51:27 GMT -4
John
I smiled, and pulled Mara back into my embrace. I was just about to kiss her again, in that special way she always loved, when the comm terminal began to beep. Someone was wanting to call. I clenched my teeth as the mood was broken.
'If that's a wrong number, by God someone's going to get an earful...' I growled, pulling myself from Mara's embrace and stalking over to the comm.
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Post by butter on Jul 10, 2007 0:05:14 GMT -4
Mara
I sighed softly at the interruption, and I folded my arms across my chest. Figures we'd have to get a call right at this very moment.
I followed him toward the terminal, making certain my lightsaber was secure on my belt. Then I turned to look at him as he answered the comm, curious who was calling.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 10, 2007 0:14:18 GMT -4
John
My scowl faded very quickly as I saw Lord Grant on the line. "Jesus... Doug you look like crap."
Admiral Grant was in a mess; his uniform looked like it had been slept in, stubble covered his chin, and his eyes were bloodshot. "I know, John... And it's the damn GA's doing. They've sent the balloon up earlier than we expected. The Bunker Hill and the Fearless are en route to Corellia, but the Odin-techs estimate that they'll arrive at least 2-3 minutes after the GA Taskforce enters the system."
"Oh frack..." I said, glancing to Mara. "What's that taskforce's ETA?"
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Post by butter on Jul 10, 2007 0:46:09 GMT -4
Mara
I was startled by his appearance, as well as the news. It had been a while since I'd seen someone look so horrible, and I felt a pang of sympathy for the man. I honestly hadn't expected the GA to make a move so quickly, even though I knew the situation was serious.
I frowned, and waited for Doug's reply.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 10, 2007 0:59:09 GMT -4
John
"We think they'll be in striking range of Corellia in three or four hours. We can't even warn our consulate in Coronet City because they're jamming all the frequencies..." Doug said, as he rubbed his face. "John, I think we got a shooting war coming our way, and the devil is ridin in on its' coattails."
I nodded, my face grim. "Do you want me to alert all Commands in the region?"
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Post by hk47fan on Jul 10, 2007 13:47:02 GMT -4
Calvin
I breathed a heavy breath and looked at my son. Now or never I thought to myself and breathed in for over ten seconds, before I finally exhaled "Yeah. Lets go. We need to just get it over with. I'm not too thrilled about having to travel to the station but we would have to do this sooner or later."
I didn't want to go because it reminded me of Shalin. She had gone there once, during the Vong War. I hated to think about her anymore, because everytime it just made me feel greif. Even after fourteen years, I still hadn't fully gotten over her death.
And I never would.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 10, 2007 14:09:41 GMT -4
John
"Do what you can, John. I don't need to be a teep to know that it's gonna hit the fan big soon, and then grow bigger if we can't contain this... this madness..." Grant said, grabbing a big mug of hot coffee and drinking it down in one go.
"Yes sir. And, Doug? Get some sleep, you look like you need it."
"Thanks, John..." Doug replied, cutting the comm.
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Post by Force_Flow on Jul 10, 2007 14:20:39 GMT -4
"You've never been there before," Jaing said thoughtfully as Calvin clambered clumsily into the plasteel cylinder. "It's great. Jaden and I left our own Force Imprints there so everyone would know we were there. Even mom did." Jaing laughed softly. "Maybe we'll see her there. It's past time she showed up."
And still smiling, Jaing copied Ben move, jumping into the air, and drifting down into it like a snowflake. "Hey, Seyah!" he said, voice muffled. "Let's go!"
Seyah rolled his eyes, and clamped the lid shut.
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Post by tallboydave on Jul 16, 2007 13:42:47 GMT -4
John
I sat there as the screen flickered off, my hands folded in front of my mouth as I stared pensively into the distance. Behind me, I could hear Mara moving about a little. I suddenly shivered, recalling those terrible moments years before, when I lay dying in her arms on that Vong Worldship. A small smile flickered across my lips at the thought. Me, the big bad EDF Marine who had managed to even momentarily put the frighteners on Quinlan Vos, scared of a memory.
What was scaring me, though, to be honest, was the thought that Mara and I might be seperated again, this time permanently if one of us were to die. I stood up slowly, turned, and looked Mara in the eyes.
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Post by butter on Jul 16, 2007 14:00:33 GMT -4
Mara met her husband's eyes evenly, frownly slightly as she sensed his unease. Something was disturbing him, and she knew exactly what it was.
The warrior part of her--the part of her that was a Jedi, that stood up for what she believed in and fought for what was right, was ready and prepared to whatever was necessary to protect everything she and the Jedi Order stood for, and to protect the Republic.
But deep in her heart, as she looked at John, she felt the same thing she knew he was feeling. Neither of them knew what the outcome of this new conflict would be.
She reached and touched his hand, taking it into her own. Once this is over, she thought to him softly, we'll be back together, I just know it. We just need to stay strong, and follow the will of the Force.
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