((Is she Mon Calamarian? You're about to find out where we are in the timeline generally, so you'll all be able to update your characters ages correctly. Check out my profile for all my characters ages.))
Daran remained silent while Dackya did this, and then returned the look. "Why did you heal me? We..." he looked at the table regretfully, sighing with remorse "... are enemies." He had intended on joining forces with Jacen and working with his to repair the glaxy if that was what was required, even if he felt destruction would have more chance of bringing peace to the galaxy. Unfortunately there was a lot of hostility between Jacen and Daran, as both had chosen a different path in the Force.
The difference between the Galactic Empire and the Galactic Imperial Alliance was the leadership, it was not a pro human organisation, it was for equality for all species. Nine years had passed since the events that had started almost all the conflict. It had been almost fifteen years since the death of the original Thrawn and twenty-four years after the battle of Yavin.
Daran ((And I mean Daran, he is repressing the dark side right now)) looked at Dackya with thanks.
((Current period is 24 ABY, the Role Play started around 15 ABY according to my guess work. Check my profile for my character ages to confirm. I have also now listed gender, and species for most of them, I may have some of human change to another race. I do have several Mon Calamari characters, they were just never named... abyway EH those are my numbers, I will accept your opinion on the matter, what were your numbers by the way?))
~it was concieved as 5 years before vong invasion, which was stopped before it happenned by the ancient sith guys i had, but this works and yes she's mon cal~
"we are enemies yes, but you are still a person, we may disagree in theories, but war is not always the best course, sometimes you just need to heal the broken links between people" dackya said retracter her arm to her side
Originally posted by The big EH
~it was conceived as 5 years before vong invasion, which was stopped before it happened by the ancient sith guys i had, but this works and yes she's mon cal~
((My timeline makes it one year before the Yuuzahn Vong Invasion Fleet arrives, I think we should still have them arrive, which will throw the galaxy into chaos and "Force", the beings of the galaxy to join together to counter this new threat. ))
Originally posted by The big EH
"we are enemies yes, but you are still a person, we may disagree in theories, but war is not always the best course, sometimes you just need to heal the broken links between people" dackya said retracter her arm to her side
Daran smiled. "Yes, that is true." He nodded towards her. "I will have you know, that I had no intention of killing any Mon Calamari, it was Jacen's own soldiers that killed them, it is why I served justice by killing them too. It is the price they paid for unnecessary bloodshed."
"they put duty ahead of all else, the mon calamari that were there were unfortuanate but they were people caught in the crossfire, but you still murdered several men, several people died down there that didn't have too, and you yourself killed them, life is life no-matter what it has done" dackya spoke her words echoeing remorse and pride in her fellow mon calamari that died, however in vien
Satana put her hand on Dackyas shoulder. "Thank you." She then buckled a strap on her houlster to hold her blaster in place. This was to prevent Daran from drawing it with the force. "Im sorry it had to end this way Daran. The last thing I wanted to do today was to see you get exicuted." She crossed her arms and quietly studied him.
Without saying anything she turned and sat on the table. She was trying to make sense of all this. She was trying to understand what went wrong. Where did all this begin?... Could she have prevented it? She flinched, thinking of Jacen and how he had spoken to Daran. He had brought up their marriage and tried to use it against Daran. It was hard. Eventually, after running a hand through her hair, she pushed herself off of the table. Her leather pants creaked as she shifted her weight. “Stand up.”
"What!" Daran pushed her back for a moment. "I'm not going to die, at least not yet. I still have a destiny to complete, the Seer Q'Anila told me that to complete my destiny I would have to make great sacrifices."
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"What!" Daran laughed very slightly. "I'm a Corellian, and I like the odds of escaping from here." He pushed Satana back from him slightly to look into her face. Softly saying, "I have no intentions of dying anytime soon."
She shook her head and looked up into his eyes. "You dont get it do you? Once we reunite with the rest of Jacen's fleet, its over. You dont have long. You wont escape alive. They will come after you, and they will shoot you down. Nothing will stop them, and nothing can keep them from trying to kill you."
when were you planning on putting what we talked about into action?))
((I'm not sure yet, which part? And I'm toying with the idea that he got himself captured so he can capture you, then at least you can bring him back to be the person who he used to be after being captured.))
Daran was about to answer but stopped. Something about what she said seemed to trigger a memory of something he had long forgotten. He looked over at the nearest wall. "Will you help me escape?" He asked in all earnest, showing no traces, even in the Force, that he was Darth Sear the Dark Lord of the Sith.
Admiral Dackya walked into the command room,
"i did what you told me to jacen, it's all up to physics now" she said with a slight grevience to her voice. jacen turned around from a computer console to face dackya, he was holding his helmet under his arm.
"very good, old friend, send the order to let the captain go after we leave, hopefully he'll be so happy we didn't kill him he will think twice about rejoining the imperials" he told her staring at her, no not at her, pasted her, his eyes were in her direction but it was a blank unfocused stare.
"juno, turn the shields off, let the shuttles come in, the mon calamari's and whoever does not want to participate in this are going planetside, then i want you and the others who aren't staying here to take the shuttles to the ships" he said bringing up a list of people who were staying behind voluntarily, they were mostly soldiers who were playing the part of security.
"and make sure there is enough shuttles for everyone to get off after they are done here" jacen told her. he put his helmet on and sighed
"we have to suceed this time, we have to show the imperials that th Golden Path is not one with destruction" jacen told juno, but moreso saying it to himself. jacen started walking back to his room all around him people were going to the hangar out of the couple thousand souls here, only 500 would remain after he left. he walked into his room and oppenned his closet taking only two things from it, a wrapped box with a bow just smalll enough for his palm and corran's old lightsabers, he put one lightsaber with the box in plain sight on the dresser and clipped the other one with his two on his belt. he then took a folded letter from his pocket and placed it on the box. and left