USH'S GAME EPISODE V- 'MAUSOLEUM'- LIGHT SIDE AREA

"Master Gundark, I don't like this...your vision is coming true all too quickly. It is overwhelming for me..." Xeth says, shifting his weight nervously.

"Toan'feia, please, you can trust us! It is our way! We mean no harm to your people unless they mean us harm! All we want to do is save your planet from being conquered, and the rest of the galaxy! Once our opponents grasp the powers that Demnos himself once had, your planet will fall into darkness. It is likely that you shall die along with your people, or be enslaved, for whatever sick reason the Dark Jedi have. We do not want to kill anyone!"

ok i am assuming we have the methods to heal ppl on our ship
*waits for xeth to finish*
"Perhaps we can make a deal. On our ship, we have a substance called bacta, it is used to heal the most leathal wonunds. If you will let us go and cancel our excecution, we would be willing to heal you in our bacta. Then after that, we can forget all that has happened and you can treat us like simple diplomats, here to understand you rich and inrtiguing culture."

"Trust you?" He laughs, with genuine amusement. "If there is one thing we have learned over time, it is that you should never trust the word of a Jedi.

"I told you. You do not need to tell me of the threat these people pose, or how many of my people will be slaughtered trying to excise them. But excise them we shall, as we shall excise you, before it is too late."

He is then wracked by another coughing fit.

"My apologies, but I must take my leave. That is the end of these matters. We shall meet a again at the trial. Remember. Keep your words and thoughts to yourselves, or the other deaths will be on your consciences."

The Elder leaves... as I am leaving for bed! It's been fun- and I hope that's given you guys some things to think about!

hey, my post before he leaves, and you,
I want to squeeze that in!

But he will add, Roan, smiling slightly.

"Such strange people," he says. "Bearing death and gifts. But we know of bacta. You must understand, we are not primitive. We built this city. We built the weapons to counter lightsabres. We build ships, and power plants, and all the trappings of civilisation.

"But we cannot cure what is wrong with me- and nor can you. Good day to you."

He leaves.

ok i hafta leave to but ill throw out a theary before i go
ok we gotta get him to trust us, i think curing him is the way to go,
hes been mistreated by dark siders, theus general mistrust of us.
get him to trust us/heal him=anti-saber weapons (very,very good!)

Xeth smacks his forehead as the Elder says another line from Master Gundark's vision. He begins getting angered.

"Get your ass back here, frog man! You do not know what you are dealing with! You shall not easily contain their threat! IT WON'T WORK!!!!" Xeth hollers, knowing his hollering is futile. He scream and pounds his fists against the wall. "If he thinks I'll kill people, then I will..."

"Calm youself xeth, lets not aggrivate matters more."

*I focus all my force power on the room we are being contained in, I look for weaknesses in the structure, switches, leavers......anything*

"Xeth !" Kellan snapped, grasping his shoulders, feeling the ripples of his anger and frustration through the Force as clearly as she felt them under his skin. "This will not help us ! You have GOT to control yourself !" She stared him down briefly, then released him.

She stalked a path around the perimeter of the room, rubbing her temples, which had begun to throb in an annoying manner. "We don't have much time here, we've got to sort through this with some SENSE," she stated, shooting Xeth another one of her looks she knew he hated.

"Toan'feia and his people clearly have evolved with a convoluted sense of both sides of the Force. He knows of the Sith; he knows of the Jedi, yet we are the ones here to destroy his people and his city. He knows of Demnos; yet not of the Mausoleum," she stared at the barrier to their cell. "Kuylen must have already had contact with these people and set their minds against us, on the chance we'd find this planet." She looked around at her companions. "Thoughts, anyone ?"

No weaknesses you can find, Celsius...

The Elder seemed very sure of himself, Gundy, was the thing. But one thing is certainly bothering you- he speaks of a Council, with lightsabres as a badge of office, and says giving sabres to those without Force powers would be inappropriate?

That you have met two Force Users on this planet was already incongruous. A planet is lucky if it produced a force adept once a century. There are ten thousand Jedi amongst TRILLIONS of beings in the Galaxy. Yet here you have met two already and suspect more. You have a bad feeling about this.

You guys can be conintuing to think things over. But after an hour or two, a phalanx of armed guards arrive, and escort you away.

You are taken through underground tunnels, before being brought out into a Star Wars scale courtroom- which is to say, an enormous underground chamber with great throngs of people all around in the auditorium, straining for a view of you- some leaping up and down with their frog legs.

A heavy door closes behind you- you, as a group, are obviously all in the dock. The Elder stands on another platform about thirty feet away, and he sems about to begin what you assume is your prosecution.

Kellan studied the huge auditorium. Grevor's words, urging her to abandon her mission, came back to haunt her. But her faith in the Force was unwavering; they would find a way out of this somehow.

The proceedings start, and the Elder makes a long speech, with a bright light highlighting you all as he does so. Sometimes the people watching jump up and yell and shout. The speech goes on for some 30 minutes.

Then, others speak. There is another frog who bears a lightsabre who speaks for a while as ell- your defence counsel, maybe? You cannot tell.

Then, for a few moments, there is silence, as the light continues to shine upon you.

Okie so now what?

no clue,
um, we should figure out what they mean by the force and show that we have it so we get our sabers back,
not dying is nice too

lol things in italitc are thoughts inside marcus his head ppl no reaction is needed

(We know that they have the Force, Roan.)

"So, Toan'feia, how is your speech? Care to give us the Basic version? Do we even have a defense?"

"Is it our turn to present a defence?" Asked kosta.

"I doubt it..."

"So.....are they deciding how theyre going to cook us?"