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Post by Zeta Rinechari on Jun 13, 2005 15:18:52 GMT -5
"Whoa! What are you doing!" Arnst said, reaching to stop Amy. But he was too late. She had made a dark searing scar under her eye. Her beautyfull face was now scarred.
I cannot fail this mission. Arnst thought to himself.
He put his hand on her face and rubbed the burn with his thumb gently. "You are one crazy girl." he said with a giggle. He then turned to Delta. \
"Ok, now knock me out." He said, taking off his tattered green cloak and letting it fall to the ground.
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Post by Amy Antana on Jun 13, 2005 15:22:45 GMT -5
"It is nothing more than a small scar Arnst" Amy said with a smile. She felt how his thumb rubbed gently against her scar "I know, my parenst used to call me a plague sometimes" she said and smiled at the memories.
"Take care then" she said lowly to Arnst and crossed her arms, "see ya on Byss"
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Post by Zeta Rinechari on Jun 13, 2005 15:39:27 GMT -5
Arnst smiled at Amy. He then turned to his master and bowed. "I promise not to forget your teachings master." He then turned back to Delta.
"C'mon, lets get this over with." Arnst said.
((Where is she. Call her and tell her to get on and knock me out.))
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Post by Amy Antana on Jun 13, 2005 15:42:00 GMT -5
((Don't ask me, She isn't on MSN. She is probably playing KotOR 2, she is trying to get Atton say his real name, which is Randy Jaq))
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Post by Kethar Tun'Gal on Jun 13, 2005 17:04:48 GMT -5
Kethar stared, quite startled at Amy's strange move. Giving herself a scar...strange. He nodded to Arnst, this plan may work or may not. It was worth a try. "Go ahead..." He muttered, still not fully happy about it.
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Post by General Bren Anor on Jun 13, 2005 18:36:27 GMT -5
Bren woke up. He had lost conciousness, and been dropped off at the nearest place, which happened to have been the Dueling Arena. Bren, when he fell, had actually landed on someone's moving air speeder. The person dropped him off, but Bren didn't know this. Bren looked around. Kethar, Kethar's apprentice, and the woman that he saw on Correlia were all there! Bren couldn't believe it. He seemed to see them everywhere. Bren had heard Jedi talk of the Force and how it draws people together, like fate. Perhaps the Force was bringing him to these people? They seemed to be acting strange, so Bren approached them slowly.
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Post by Kethar Tun'Gal on Jun 13, 2005 19:03:58 GMT -5
Kethar perked up a bit as he heard the crunching of a footstep. He quickly spun around, and jump torwards Bren. His lightsaber flashed in the air as he landed in front of Bren. He started at him, holding his lightsaber in front of him.
"You don't have any business here." He said, waving his hand. A little Jedi mind trick would do good.
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Post by General Bren Anor on Jun 13, 2005 19:13:00 GMT -5
Kethar had taken out his lightsaber.
He said something to him, in a strange voice. It had a certain tone, and Bren felt his brain being forced to do something. His mind was somehow being taken over. Kethar's voice was manipulating the Force. It was a Mind Trick! Bren had heard of these. Soldiers and Smugglers alike had all had to face them. They were strong, but there was a way to defeat the Trick.
His brain was trying to make him say something. Bren struggled to seize control of his mind. "I don't have..." Bren started to say. He struggled to stop talking. He would not alow his mind to be taken over. "any..." Bren continued. "NO!" he suddenly said. The voice stopped. His mind came into focus. He did it. Bren quickly pulled out his Rifle. "I mean no harm." Bren said carefuly. "But if you wish for me to leave, then what choice do I have but to comply?" He turned around, and began to walk away. If he was to be shooed, he would do it willingly.
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Post by Kethar Tun'Gal on Jun 13, 2005 21:04:13 GMT -5
Kethar grinned, he had backed down there. He didn't know if Bren was an enemy or not. With another wave of his hand, this one much stronger he said. "You will not remember what happened here." He said, no mere human could overpower that.
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Post by Zeta Rinechari on Jun 13, 2005 22:08:54 GMT -5
Arnst only minorly payed attention to Kethars conversation. He waited and waited for Delta who seemed to be thinking about how to knock him out.
"C'mon Delta, lets hurry this up." Arnst said, getting a little impatiant.
((Lets go already Delta, geeze))
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Post by Kethar Tun'Gal on Jun 13, 2005 22:42:29 GMT -5
Kethar sighed and walked back to Arnst. Seeing as Arnst wanted it, he held his saber firmly in hand. He raised it above his head, then brought it down forcefully on the back of Arnst's head. "Good luck...my padawan." He said, and turned on heel to walk away.
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Post by Zeta Rinechari on Jun 13, 2005 23:26:00 GMT -5
Arnst fell to the ground with a thud. His head swirled with a dark purple myst as he drifted off into uncautiousness....
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Post by Indy on Jun 13, 2005 23:31:02 GMT -5
((Awww... I'm going to severly hurt Atton now... I missed my chance to knock him out! Amy! Ever heard of a telephone!?))
"Uh, sorry. I kinda spaced out for a minute. I'm not used to getting my clothes ripped up by a lightsaber." She looked down at her clothes. "When are we leaving?"
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Post by Zeta Rinechari on Jun 13, 2005 23:38:51 GMT -5
((Thats what i told her to do, i told her to call you, but she replied that you werent on MSN! Damn you Amy. oh well, My master came through in knocking me out. Guess now you gotta drag my body to the ship, then to Byss.))
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Post by Indy on Jun 13, 2005 23:46:09 GMT -5
((Maybe I could feed Atton to a couple of kinrath...))
Delta grabbed Arnst limp body and waited for the others. "Coming?"
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