"I do not find architecture at all very fascinating, so a place to sit would be all I require. Where that would be is of no importance to me. A pool however, does sound very appealing. I have not dipped my foot in water for ages"
She realised later of course how filthy that sounded. She kept on smiling as she followed captain Forrester, wherever he led her. She also realised that she was walking around in a trooper outfit, sighing internally before placing her hand by the neck of the armor and with nothing but a mighty pull with one hand ripped the armor apart, then dropped it to the ground. Beneath the armor was her original robe along with lightsaber. To have the chestplace removed was a relief, as it was designed for males and not females. She gave out a gasping renewed breath and pulled the robe over herself, and placed the lightsaber by her side. She then continued.
"Concerning these Sith onboard. How can you possibly trust them? I have been around for only minutes, but still have sensed them, or the female more specificly of the two speak ill of me before the younger one"
"We have all heard stories of you, some true..." the captain turned and stepped into a turbolift "...and some not. However," he pressed a button and the turbo lift shot up, "your actions now will garantee your safety later on." He smiled. "Taking into account, your condition;" he pointed at another datapad he had in his left hand, "I don't think surrounding you with ysalamiri is going to be wise, though it is standard procedure. We are safe from the Sith because for some reason they do not want command or control of our personel." He paused as the lift slowed. "And besides, Daran has a good heart. I've served with him for over four years and he made a fine Jedi Knight, so it is a mystery why he swapped to the opposite side of the Force." The lift stopped and the doors shot open. "I can find you a fresh attire if you so wish, and I'll have your robe cleaned." He made his way down the hallway stopping at a door.
Originally posted by Jedireaper
Try CAD for diagrams... seriously, you can make 'em 3D.))
oh,o-...
i don't know what that is. my computer sux anyway so i can't download anything anyway.))
the aldon and it's new friend appeared over hoth. they floated through a safe "hole" in the asteroid field and passed through the defenses. they eventually passed through the atmosphere and landed at ports situated a mile from the bases. for several hours they would load droids onto the ships. gren watched in satisfaction as freight ships from geonosis came in a steady flow, all carrying battle droids to be placed in the cave systems on storage racks, so that in the event of an attack, if the enemy made it that far, they would have trouble progressing. he turned and watched droid battle tanks ride the large turbolift down from the shuttle hanger into the strage bay. he turned and looked through the massive hanger bay door, watching droid fighters fly into the lower hanger t be stored both on hooks in the ceiling and to cover the floor. then he watched 4 fighters, larger versions of the droid starfighters but with human pilots, fly into the shuttle hanger and land between the lambda class shuttles in the back.
"That good heart of his will be his and perhaps your undoing as well. I have seen Jedi fall even with hearts of unimaginable purity. Masters, apprentices, friends, allied and even loved ones has fallen victim to those whom have turned to the dark side for guidance. Do not place too much trust in the heart of the one formerly named Daran. Few have shown capability to pull themselves out of the darkness. The dark side will consume you to the point of no return once you cross the line"
She spoke out of experience with a lowered head and she shook it when they reached a sudden stop. She shook the bad memories of the massacre back at Taris out of her head, and supressed her mind from going further into it.
"A fresh attire is of no use to me. Just have my current clothing cleaned and return it to me once done. I will take a yerned bath, and remain there. Unlike you, clothing does not quite speak to me. I wear it for the sake and respect of others and in the cold, but there's no such thing here"
She walked past him when he had opened the door, smiling at his hospitality. She then took her robe of and grabbed the sleeve of her current attire.
"You want them now? And I appreciate if the Ysalamiri kept its distance"
She spoke it, but did not care for it really. She had learnt to trust her various senses outside force sight and could manage well even without the force. Not that the Ysalamiri was that much of a obstacle anyway, since no matter the resistance one had against the force, a solid object would inflict as much damage as it always would. If they considered the lizardy creature security from the likes of her, she would let them keep the illusion of security. She had no intentions of hostility.
"I will take them to be cleaned. Enjoy your..." he looked her up and down, then with a salted gesture he took the clothes "...bath." He turned nodded to the two Elite Stomtroopers that had moved down the hallway to the captains side. "Allow her full exploration of the ship under armed guard so she is not questioned. If she needs anything, contact me first for clearance."
Both saluted. "Yes, sir." One stepped into the room while the other flanked the doorway.
"TF-423, inform me immediatly if anything happens. A pair of Dark Troopers will be at each end of the hallway, they will have ysalamiri in case it is needed."
TF-423 nodded. "Yes, sir."
"I will be back later, do try not to kill these guards, they are in current short supply." He truned and began walking.
The trooper showed no signs that he was uncomfortable with the situation, and Q'Anilia's current cloth-less appearance. "The baths are through there ma'am. Do take you time." Said the trooper's filtered, metallic voice.
Captain Forrester's reaction to Q'Anilias clothless state was well noted by herself as she followed him to the door as he walked out, a smile on her face as she did. She allowed him to take something of a distance before she turned away from him, but a final time turned her head in his direction:
"If you do find yourself with some spare time and an excessive amount of boredom captain, you know where to find me and my bathchamber"
She spoke with a voice allure and she smiled as she walked back into the room. She in silence then followed the trooper as he lead her to the bath. She walked straight past him when he stopped and she walked up to the edge of the bath, climbing into it with such expectations and desire and slid into it.
"I intend to"
The words were a response to the trooper, even though he was not within hearing. She did surely intend to take her time and as she had dropped entirely into the water, she gave out a moaning sigh as the warmth embraced her. The feeling was almost overwhelming where she laid and she allowed the sensation of the warmth to take control as she closed her eyes.
Originally posted by Jedireaper
Uhhh. She don't have eyes right? Or have I missread all your posts?
No you read it right, I was the one that used the wrong words. What I meant was that she blackened her sight completely. From a person with eyesight perspective, it would be the equivalent of closing the eyes. I am a true author in my head, but a lousy messenger when it comes to printing what is in that head of mine. The idea works, but the words just wont come out as good as they could when I describe.
Sure I didn't have to say anything, I just thought you had made a simple mistake. Don't worry about it. 😄
The Stormtrooper nodded once, slowly. He had indeed heard the words. The sensors in his Elite armour were far more advanced than regular trooper uniforms. He holstered his Blastech E-11 rifle and stood silently. 'Another long winded waiting post, great.' He thought but quickly quietened his thoughts.
Q'Anilia transported her awareness into a type of sleep. Meditation of a sort. It was the closest thing to sleep she had dared go for the past thousands of years, and it had the very same effect. To the worse, it did not only bring in the positive aspects of sleep, but the negative. Her vision started flickering between her current chamber, total darkness and somewhere else.
* * *
"Masters .. Masters .. Masters .. "
A voice from the past echoed her mind where she laid. Twisting and turning in the bath, just like if she had any nightmare. The voice of the past kept on calling for the masters. Masters. Masters. She was one of them. The voice then regained balance, turning from what once just a word on repeat into a sentence.
"Masters, please-"
It was the voice and the pause that had haunted Q'Anilia for thousands of years.
"Masters, please .. forgive me"
The sentence was finished, and each word struck Q'Anilia like lighting. Another voice entered the vision, or more accurately the memory. A voice that introduced mixed feelings. The sentence did if possible bring more agony than the voice.
"You're late, young one"
* * *
Q'Anilia returned to conciousness with a scream in terror passing her lips, tears running down her cheeks.
"NOOOO!!"
With a flicker, she was back in complete awakened state and she gasped for air that she did not even lack. She pulled herself together, took a few deep breaths and even though she knew it was the past, the tears kept running down her cheeks. It would be an eternal reminder. A punishment she was willing to take.
The Stormtrooper had, during the nightmare, rushed in and removed his helmet. He was crouched at the edge of the bath/pool and had a severe worried look on his face as cool blue white light was reflected from the shafting water up onto his bright ivory armour. "Are you okay miss Q'Anilia?" He asked, giving her a friendly but concerned smile.
"No,TF-423. I have not been okay for 4.000 years. Would you be, if you are able to see not only the evil of today, but evil from the past and future as well? I am as okay as I can be, thank you for asking"
She wiped the tears of her cheeks and gave out a sigh as she tried relaxing again. She took a deep breath and placed her hand over the foot of the trooper that was just beside her by the pool. She rested her head against the edge and went back to regular, calm breathing.
"A long time ago, a friend of mine asked me why we seers could never see good things, only bad. He asked it jokingly, but I have started seeing the seriousness in it. I have no good visions, because the excessive amounts of bad things override the good visions. Or perhaps I do not see it, for good no longer exist. Only various degrees of evil"
"The only one on this ship that can comprehend my issues is a Sith Lord. None other would understand the depths of it. And that is not a very comforting thought. No, if I wanted to speak to someone, it would have to be with someone that could help me get my mind of things. Preferably male. Good looking perhaps, for all that'd be worth to someone like me. Single would be a fine bonus. That would do the trick just fine"
Her tone was straight forward. She kept telling herself that she spoke it out as a joke, but did she really? She had not touched another person with warmth and care for over four millenias. To think what she was thinking was against the Jedi Code that she had once taken, but she left the Jedi a long time ago. Did the code still apply?
"Just leave me, TF-423. Please"
"Very well. You may summon the Jedi. I am however no pretty sight, not for Jedi nor Sith. If I am killed, I will hold you accountable"
Her spirit was scared, by both the dark and the light. A Jedi could come to the same conclusion that she and the covenant came to, all those years ago. She knew she would no die today, however, so she just finished her sentence with a smile as she had her face turned towards the trooper.
She took her hand back into the wather and she blackened her vision once more, the equivalent of one with eyes to close them. She silenced her mind, remaining open to hear and speak if spoken to, but that was about it. She took another deep breath before she sunk further into the pool of water, covering all but her head beneath the warm water.
"Please permit me some privacy until the Jedi of yours arrive"
He nodded and left her alone. Jedi... Sith... to him they were one of the same. Weather dark or light, it was still one Force that binds the galaxy. He put his helmet back on and stepped into the hallway- to find a black robed figure standing patiently, waiting for him. "How di-"
"The Force was calling me here." Darth Sear replied calmly as he stepped into the room. "Do not allow anyone in here trooper, or you just may not live the rest of tonight." His voice was cold. "Seal off the hallway, then relax." He said.
"But corperal, we have or-"
He he moved his hand out and across and the Stormtrooper expectantly grabbed at his neck, Darth Sear smiled and instead the door slid over and clicked shut. He turned and mentally prepared himself. Carefully shaking the darkness off to neutrality between light and dark. Darth Sear, Daran, stepped into the pool room.
"I am not as blind as I appear. I am however flattered over your efforts to try hide the darkness and grateful for your company. If you have come to kill me, please do so before my next flashback. But that is not why you are here, is it?"
Q'Anilia turned to face the newcomer, not smiling for once. Obviously was she not comfortable with the presence of Sith. Had it been some other time, she would not have been as passive around one of the dark side.
"What can I help you with, Daran? Answers? Guidance?"