Operative Nyx Reporting
Corden (@Corden_Maximus) went on a mission with Galen'tza (@Lord_Starkiller) and Lord Maulkiller (@Lord_Maulkiller) today. Corden kept much of the mission information away from me (which seems to be his way of possibly protecting me), to which I decided to send an astromech (EVE) to spy on him (@Eve2Earth). However, I received a rather substantial downloaded package that appeared to have taken days to reach me. The data was too large of a file to be read by my handheld computer, but I was able to read the data and the holo file using the astromech, EVE. The package appeared to have been made recently by Jedi Master Mischel Deese and contained coordinates for an advanced light side weapon. The strange thing about the transmission is that the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) had killed Jedi Deese recently, so it was strange to see a recent transmission from him. None the less, I have no idea what he was speaking about, but he mentioned the raw materials for such a device was located at a specific set of coordinates. Luckily, I had intercepted messages exchanged between my beloved Corden and Galen'tza to know that they were headed to the same place as mentioned in Jedi Deese's transmission. I installed a data chip into the EVE unit and directed her to watch every movement that Galen'tza made, and keep an eye open on Corden to make sure he didn't get hurt. The astromech went off to find Corden, and I resumed my duties.
Of course, I teased Corden mericlessly while he was preparing for his mission. What good is being his mate if I can't mess with his mind on a daily basis? But he was preparing for his mission, so I decided to drop off the stuffed bantha and ewok toys I had bought for the littlest clones. While en route to the children, I was stopped in my tracks when I saw Sith Lord Savage Oppress (@Savage_Oppress_). I tried running down a corridor and hiding in an office space, but he eventually found me. I thought I was going to be destroyed at that point, but he actually was cordial. It boggled my mind. He didn't harm me at all and simply asked for me to repair his ship's stabilization system. I took his arm and we walked through the space station (Heaven's Fires) to the hangar. En route he was evasive about answering any questions regarding his past (which seemed to have triggered some negative emotions), so I decided to open up about mine. We arrived at his ship and I ran a preliminary diagnostics on the stabilization system and found that the processor became damaged in his last flight. I instructed one of my clones to repair the broken piece, at which time Savage abruptly had to leave. I made the offer that he was always welcome in my workroom, and I have never had the experience of actually liking the Sith. It boggles my mind. None the less, I would rather have him as an ally than as an enemy.
Corden and EVE returned shortly after I delivered the toys to the small clones. I instructed the EVE unit to return to storage, and at a later time, I will retrieve the holo footage of what transpired on that mission. I need to know what Jedi Deese was speaking about, and what this advanced light side weapon actually is. It appears that not only was the mission a success, but Corden received 100 elite clones for his own squad and ownership of the Heaven's Fires space station. He was completely stoked about it, and so was I. To celebrate, I ordered up a special dinner, a bottle of very nice whiskey, and I gave him a special Kiffar warrior armband that I had created a while ago using the soul gem I had given him when we first met. I think he was touched by the offer (not to mention the one-on-one time we had that evening). Little does he know that I have a smaller matching armband that contains my soul gem that I will always wear under my armor as well. Being this Big Wig that he is, the only special request I made was to have the best quarters in the house!
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Friday, December 31, 2010
Piett's Storyline - Reconnecting to the Force
Operative Nyx Reporting
The great thing about the Admiral being away at constant meetings is I have been able to spend a lot of time away from the Executor on missions to end the Rebel cloning operations. So far, my endless quests to destroy Rebel cloning facilties seems to be fruitless. I attack the sites, gain a bit of intel, destroy the cloning operation, and then I'm back at square one. There has to be an end to all of this. I leave calling cards on the security cameras at each site, because whomever is running the operation obviously knows who I am, how I will react, and how to push my buttons. Cloning the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) and myself is obviously going to get me steamed enough to come after whomever is in charge of the operation.
At one of the last site visits, I received an interesting blank file named "Mischel Deese". It was strange to see that name because Jedi Mischel Deese died at the hands of Admiral Piett a while ago. In a conversation with a Rebel I rescued off of a remote planet today, that he recalls me leaving Jedi Deese's quarters several cycles ago. I didn't want to admit to this, but yes, Jedi Deese and I had a brief relationship. He watched over me when my first Jedi Master passed away, and he completed my formal Jedi knight training. I was still very young and ran away from his advances after my training was completed. But he managed to find me after I had established myself at the Rebellion, and he joined their ranks as well. It was during this time that I had matured a bit more that I gave in to my feelings for him, and he for me. It was a brief relationship, but one that impacted me greatly.
It was this Rebel (@M0dern_R0gue) who was also trained in basic Jedi arts that went into my memories and managed to reconnect me to the Force. I have yet to see which Force abilities I have regained, but that is mainly because I have been incredibly busy. While staying at my beachhouse, his partner (Falcon) was killed, and stormtroopers raided my abode. At that point I knew I had to move him, as his prosthetic arm was severed and he needed a new one. I took him to my contact Estelle's home where she gave him a new arm.
All in all, it seems as if everything moves in pieces. Lobo (@ShitLoboSays) made an excellent point that whomever is running the cloning operation appears to know me very well. That part scares me incredibly because it is almost as if they know every move I will make and are simply baiting me to a final confrontation.
The great thing about the Admiral being away at constant meetings is I have been able to spend a lot of time away from the Executor on missions to end the Rebel cloning operations. So far, my endless quests to destroy Rebel cloning facilties seems to be fruitless. I attack the sites, gain a bit of intel, destroy the cloning operation, and then I'm back at square one. There has to be an end to all of this. I leave calling cards on the security cameras at each site, because whomever is running the operation obviously knows who I am, how I will react, and how to push my buttons. Cloning the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) and myself is obviously going to get me steamed enough to come after whomever is in charge of the operation.
At one of the last site visits, I received an interesting blank file named "Mischel Deese". It was strange to see that name because Jedi Mischel Deese died at the hands of Admiral Piett a while ago. In a conversation with a Rebel I rescued off of a remote planet today, that he recalls me leaving Jedi Deese's quarters several cycles ago. I didn't want to admit to this, but yes, Jedi Deese and I had a brief relationship. He watched over me when my first Jedi Master passed away, and he completed my formal Jedi knight training. I was still very young and ran away from his advances after my training was completed. But he managed to find me after I had established myself at the Rebellion, and he joined their ranks as well. It was during this time that I had matured a bit more that I gave in to my feelings for him, and he for me. It was a brief relationship, but one that impacted me greatly.
It was this Rebel (@M0dern_R0gue) who was also trained in basic Jedi arts that went into my memories and managed to reconnect me to the Force. I have yet to see which Force abilities I have regained, but that is mainly because I have been incredibly busy. While staying at my beachhouse, his partner (Falcon) was killed, and stormtroopers raided my abode. At that point I knew I had to move him, as his prosthetic arm was severed and he needed a new one. I took him to my contact Estelle's home where she gave him a new arm.
All in all, it seems as if everything moves in pieces. Lobo (@ShitLoboSays) made an excellent point that whomever is running the cloning operation appears to know me very well. That part scares me incredibly because it is almost as if they know every move I will make and are simply baiting me to a final confrontation.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Corden's Storyline - The Lazy Day
Operative Nyx Reporting
I have to admit this straight off of the top of my head, yes, I find Corden (@Corden_Maximus) immature some days. Yes, it can be a bit irritating. Yes, I was miffed when he was gossiping about me behind my back to his troops. I attempted to address these issues with him, but I do not know how much of it really got through to him. I miss the days when I was simply an operative doing a mission, minus these relationship issues.
None the less, being on Heaven's Fires minus my Force abilities didn't result in the same problems that I used to have. The dark side no longer lures me in like it used to, and as a matter of fact, I cannot hear it at all. It is quite an interesting experience. Granted I can't hear the heartbeats of those out in the Galaxy, but I can no longer also hear the dark side within my mind. It is almost a peace of sorts, and quite difficult to explain. I was previously told by Senator Yemaja (@Senator_Yemaja) that this is how the dark side recruits Jedi, by eating away at their mind via the dark side impulses. I have yet to be recruited by the dark side, but that is probably because I do not go looking for it as well.
Corden and I pretty much stayed within his quarters for a majority of the day, and then attended a session of "harass the clones through the obstacle course." Lord Starkiller (@Lord_Starkiller) was there and I watched from the sidelines as they went crazy on the clones getting them through the obstacle course. And when I say crazy, they were literally one step away from killing off the weakest ones. In our own private time, I asked Corden what his goal was for having this clone army, and his thoughts were to someday take over a planet. In my mind, men (regardless of what species) tend to be completely selfish. It is quite disgusting if you ask me, and so I asked him if he would use the gifts he has been given (e.g., so many clones at his disposal) to make sure that the innocent are not unduly terrorized or ensuring suffering. I don't know if he really got the message, but he did agree.
That night, we spent our time reconnecting. The more time I spend with Corden, the more the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) fades from my mind. I sometimes wonder if the Admiral has forgotten about me too.
I have to admit this straight off of the top of my head, yes, I find Corden (@Corden_Maximus) immature some days. Yes, it can be a bit irritating. Yes, I was miffed when he was gossiping about me behind my back to his troops. I attempted to address these issues with him, but I do not know how much of it really got through to him. I miss the days when I was simply an operative doing a mission, minus these relationship issues.
None the less, being on Heaven's Fires minus my Force abilities didn't result in the same problems that I used to have. The dark side no longer lures me in like it used to, and as a matter of fact, I cannot hear it at all. It is quite an interesting experience. Granted I can't hear the heartbeats of those out in the Galaxy, but I can no longer also hear the dark side within my mind. It is almost a peace of sorts, and quite difficult to explain. I was previously told by Senator Yemaja (@Senator_Yemaja) that this is how the dark side recruits Jedi, by eating away at their mind via the dark side impulses. I have yet to be recruited by the dark side, but that is probably because I do not go looking for it as well.
Corden and I pretty much stayed within his quarters for a majority of the day, and then attended a session of "harass the clones through the obstacle course." Lord Starkiller (@Lord_Starkiller) was there and I watched from the sidelines as they went crazy on the clones getting them through the obstacle course. And when I say crazy, they were literally one step away from killing off the weakest ones. In our own private time, I asked Corden what his goal was for having this clone army, and his thoughts were to someday take over a planet. In my mind, men (regardless of what species) tend to be completely selfish. It is quite disgusting if you ask me, and so I asked him if he would use the gifts he has been given (e.g., so many clones at his disposal) to make sure that the innocent are not unduly terrorized or ensuring suffering. I don't know if he really got the message, but he did agree.
That night, we spent our time reconnecting. The more time I spend with Corden, the more the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) fades from my mind. I sometimes wonder if the Admiral has forgotten about me too.
Piett's Storyline - Rebel Cloning Facilities
Operative Nyx Reporting
Again, the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) spent the entire day stuck in endless meeting after meeting, to the point that I wasn't able to spend any time with him at all. I know he is aware of the clones, but I do not think he is aware that I am behind his DNA being transmitted to the Rebellion. I wish I could somehow talk to him, but with my Force abilities temporarily suppressed, there is nothing I can do but simply wait for him to have an opportunity to speak with me. I miss him dearly, but I am starting to find that my feelings for the bounty hunter (@Corden_Maximus) are growing larger than that for the Admiral. I think it is simply because Corden has been so accessible, but I have concerns about Corden's maturity level sometimes, which is something I believe I took for granted with the Admiral. None the less, I digress.
With the help of the psychotic bounty hunter Lobo (@ShitLoboSays), I managed to destroy one cloning facility located on a small planet. Unfortunately, without my Force abilities, I was essentially the technician retrieving data from the main console. It frustrates me that each substation I destroy, I get a tiny bit of information. I'm trying to get the whole karkin' bantha steak, but I am only getting little nibbles. This mission got a bit botched because I accidentally missed destroying a droid before it activated the alarm. Luckily, Lobo is indestructable and managed to subdue all Rebels on-site (without killing!) and I was able to access the substation's console system. Again, I was given another set of coordinates but there was a data file containing the name "Mischel Deese" on it. The data file was empty but it was strange how Jedi Master Deese's name was within this console. None the less, I pocketed the data and decided to move on and destroy the clones at the facility.
Afterwards, Lobo and I met up at the Mos Eisley Cantina for a quick drink and I gave him the 50,000 credits I felt he was due. It was in that last moment that he (how shall I put this politely) grabbed me and gave me a very rough kiss before walking off. I should have expected no less from him, but at least I made it out alive.
Again, the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) spent the entire day stuck in endless meeting after meeting, to the point that I wasn't able to spend any time with him at all. I know he is aware of the clones, but I do not think he is aware that I am behind his DNA being transmitted to the Rebellion. I wish I could somehow talk to him, but with my Force abilities temporarily suppressed, there is nothing I can do but simply wait for him to have an opportunity to speak with me. I miss him dearly, but I am starting to find that my feelings for the bounty hunter (@Corden_Maximus) are growing larger than that for the Admiral. I think it is simply because Corden has been so accessible, but I have concerns about Corden's maturity level sometimes, which is something I believe I took for granted with the Admiral. None the less, I digress.
With the help of the psychotic bounty hunter Lobo (@ShitLoboSays), I managed to destroy one cloning facility located on a small planet. Unfortunately, without my Force abilities, I was essentially the technician retrieving data from the main console. It frustrates me that each substation I destroy, I get a tiny bit of information. I'm trying to get the whole karkin' bantha steak, but I am only getting little nibbles. This mission got a bit botched because I accidentally missed destroying a droid before it activated the alarm. Luckily, Lobo is indestructable and managed to subdue all Rebels on-site (without killing!) and I was able to access the substation's console system. Again, I was given another set of coordinates but there was a data file containing the name "Mischel Deese" on it. The data file was empty but it was strange how Jedi Master Deese's name was within this console. None the less, I pocketed the data and decided to move on and destroy the clones at the facility.
Afterwards, Lobo and I met up at the Mos Eisley Cantina for a quick drink and I gave him the 50,000 credits I felt he was due. It was in that last moment that he (how shall I put this politely) grabbed me and gave me a very rough kiss before walking off. I should have expected no less from him, but at least I made it out alive.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Piett's Storyline - The Clone Among Us
Operative Nyx Reporting
In the usual fashion, I had the EmpChihuahua (@EmpChihuahua) begin exploring the ship in his adorable little Emporer clothing, and make friends really fast. He's good at charming people, especially the ladies. He wandered into Vader's secretary's office (@VadersSecretary) and made friends very quickly. I wandered in and introduced myself while retreiving him, and she seemed pleasant enough. I hope she doesn't suspect anything and I will be able to gather information from her at some time in the near future.
But I resumed my secretarial duties as before. Yes, it has been very difficult to be in two places at one time without my doppleganger around. I stay with Corden (@CordenMaximus), then when he is sleeping, I travel to the Executor to resume my secretarial duties. This is wearing me completely thin and I find myself grabbing bits of sleep while being transported from Point A to Point B. I wonder if anyone notices how completely exhausted I am!
Never the less, while routing paperwork to the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett), it appeared he entered the room. He was acting a bit strange, which I didn't pick up on, but said he was going to call in "sick" so that we could spend time together. That isn't normal for him, as the Admiral tends to be a workaholic and his duty comes before everything, including our relationship. But, I was just excited that he was around so I ignored my but feeling that something was off with him. I proceeded to his quarters and met him there, where I opened up to him about my relationship with the bounty hunter, Corden Maximus. He went completely ape-shart on me and while I was taken off-guard, he stunned me. I awoke to find Lt. Bryce Walker (@Bryce_Walker) in the room and whom I thought was the Admiral was actually a Rebel clone (@ClonePiett). Before I could stop him, the Rebel clone transmitted what appeared to be my DNA to someone, and then he expired. His only clue was the word, "Master". I am afraid why someone would want my DNA, but none the less, Lt. Walker incinerated the clone's body and I was left to figure out what to do. I type this while resting in the Admiral's bed, waiting for him to return (if even). Knowing him, he will pump himself full of vitamins and simply stay in endless meetings.
Yes, I miss him terribly. Although I have been keeping myself busy, and I have been in great company, I miss hearing his voice.
As a side note, I did make an excursion with a hired mercenary/Sith Assassin (@FormerJedi) to take out another Rebellion cloning facility. I will update this record when that mission has been completed.
In the usual fashion, I had the EmpChihuahua (@EmpChihuahua) begin exploring the ship in his adorable little Emporer clothing, and make friends really fast. He's good at charming people, especially the ladies. He wandered into Vader's secretary's office (@VadersSecretary) and made friends very quickly. I wandered in and introduced myself while retreiving him, and she seemed pleasant enough. I hope she doesn't suspect anything and I will be able to gather information from her at some time in the near future.
But I resumed my secretarial duties as before. Yes, it has been very difficult to be in two places at one time without my doppleganger around. I stay with Corden (@CordenMaximus), then when he is sleeping, I travel to the Executor to resume my secretarial duties. This is wearing me completely thin and I find myself grabbing bits of sleep while being transported from Point A to Point B. I wonder if anyone notices how completely exhausted I am!
Never the less, while routing paperwork to the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett), it appeared he entered the room. He was acting a bit strange, which I didn't pick up on, but said he was going to call in "sick" so that we could spend time together. That isn't normal for him, as the Admiral tends to be a workaholic and his duty comes before everything, including our relationship. But, I was just excited that he was around so I ignored my but feeling that something was off with him. I proceeded to his quarters and met him there, where I opened up to him about my relationship with the bounty hunter, Corden Maximus. He went completely ape-shart on me and while I was taken off-guard, he stunned me. I awoke to find Lt. Bryce Walker (@Bryce_Walker) in the room and whom I thought was the Admiral was actually a Rebel clone (@ClonePiett). Before I could stop him, the Rebel clone transmitted what appeared to be my DNA to someone, and then he expired. His only clue was the word, "Master". I am afraid why someone would want my DNA, but none the less, Lt. Walker incinerated the clone's body and I was left to figure out what to do. I type this while resting in the Admiral's bed, waiting for him to return (if even). Knowing him, he will pump himself full of vitamins and simply stay in endless meetings.
Yes, I miss him terribly. Although I have been keeping myself busy, and I have been in great company, I miss hearing his voice.
As a side note, I did make an excursion with a hired mercenary/Sith Assassin (@FormerJedi) to take out another Rebellion cloning facility. I will update this record when that mission has been completed.
Corden's Storyline - The Evened Score
Operative Nyx Reporting
Before returning to the Sith Space Station (Heaven's Fires), I made a quick stop to speak to The Whyrm (@TheWhrym) and see if he had any new information for me. He suspects that he may not be able to help me, but I indicated I am only in need of two things - a Jedi healer and someone that I can confide in. He never exactly replied back to being someone I could speak to, but said he would see if there was a healer he could give my name to. I quickly took my leave and left for the station.
When I returned to Corden's quarters, I found myself unable to sleep. He woke up and I told him what had happened when I returned to the Executor. I said I had located a Rebel cloning facility with a viable Admiral Piett clone inside. It scared me to see that the clone was fully operative. I guess that was the reason behind my insomnia.
None the less, in the typical fashion of how we deal with things, we spent a moment reconnecting to each other and then I went off to visit with my team of clones, and check up on the littlest ones. Upon returning to check in with "General Maximus", I found him completely berating me to his troops. As in telling every embarrassing moment I had ever had while he was around, thus I was angry. I attempted not to show it, but in the end, I challenged him to a sparring session. It was basically over before it begun since I lack my Force abilities. He won (and I'm sure he will gloat about it forever until I get my abilities back), and I made the walk of shame being carried to his quarters. Kind of reminds me of a caveman beating his lover senseless then taking her to his lair, but I digress. So at this point, the score is Nyx - 1, Corden - 1, Tie - 1. I almost think I should keep my mouth shut until those abilities come back. And then, he is going to pay dearly! Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Before returning to the Sith Space Station (Heaven's Fires), I made a quick stop to speak to The Whyrm (@TheWhrym) and see if he had any new information for me. He suspects that he may not be able to help me, but I indicated I am only in need of two things - a Jedi healer and someone that I can confide in. He never exactly replied back to being someone I could speak to, but said he would see if there was a healer he could give my name to. I quickly took my leave and left for the station.
When I returned to Corden's quarters, I found myself unable to sleep. He woke up and I told him what had happened when I returned to the Executor. I said I had located a Rebel cloning facility with a viable Admiral Piett clone inside. It scared me to see that the clone was fully operative. I guess that was the reason behind my insomnia.
None the less, in the typical fashion of how we deal with things, we spent a moment reconnecting to each other and then I went off to visit with my team of clones, and check up on the littlest ones. Upon returning to check in with "General Maximus", I found him completely berating me to his troops. As in telling every embarrassing moment I had ever had while he was around, thus I was angry. I attempted not to show it, but in the end, I challenged him to a sparring session. It was basically over before it begun since I lack my Force abilities. He won (and I'm sure he will gloat about it forever until I get my abilities back), and I made the walk of shame being carried to his quarters. Kind of reminds me of a caveman beating his lover senseless then taking her to his lair, but I digress. So at this point, the score is Nyx - 1, Corden - 1, Tie - 1. I almost think I should keep my mouth shut until those abilities come back. And then, he is going to pay dearly! Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Piett's Storyline - The Living Dead
Operative Nyx Reporting
Using the coordinates I obtained from the hallucinagenic Kiffar drink that Corden and I consumed the night before, Lt. Bryce Walker and I located a small Rebel outpost. Stunning the Rebels on-site and disabling the droids, we entered the premises. I managed to locate another set of coords in the computer and we headed over to the cloning room in the back. It was there I nearly lost it as I saw the cloned bodies of the Admiral and Commander Brisard. I stood next to one tube and saw the cloned body of the Admiral, and I was so upset. I love him so much, and he's been so busy lately, I kind of wanted that clone to wake up and be him. I placed my forehead against the glass, touching it gently, completely unaware that an active Piett clone (@clone_piett) entered the room. For some reason, it knew that Piett and I were having a relationship. I began shaking uncontrollably, and asked Lt. Walker to handle the clone, at which time he dispatched of it. It was strange. I so wanted to see the Admiral again, and my heart jumped at the thought of this being Piett, but I knew that it could never be the man I love.
We exited at which time I detonated the explosives we routed throughout the chamber, just as the Rebels were converging on the location. It is true, the cloning operation is viable and there are active Piett clones running around. I have to end this, but regardless of how many cloning stations I blow up, unless I can stop it at the highest echelons, my work will be a cat and mouse game. I need to find out who within the Rebellion would resort to using cloned humans to do their dirty work, and I need to stop it. Captain Ka'Tal was only a small component to this all.
We made it back to the Executor without further problems. Lt. Walker asked me what I felt about seeing Piett, and I said it was like looking at the living dead. It really was, because it was him and yet it was not. None the less, I thoroughly enjoyed my stolen Imperial spy regalia, and totally wore it throughout the halls. I think the stormtroopers were impressed, or maybe I just made that suit look pretty darned good, but I felt myself swelling with pride. No Force powers? Yeah, that sucks. Having stormtroopers check me out with a mixed reaction of awe and lust, yeah, that's kind of priceless. I'm probably going to hang onto this uniform while I'm on board.
Using the coordinates I obtained from the hallucinagenic Kiffar drink that Corden and I consumed the night before, Lt. Bryce Walker and I located a small Rebel outpost. Stunning the Rebels on-site and disabling the droids, we entered the premises. I managed to locate another set of coords in the computer and we headed over to the cloning room in the back. It was there I nearly lost it as I saw the cloned bodies of the Admiral and Commander Brisard. I stood next to one tube and saw the cloned body of the Admiral, and I was so upset. I love him so much, and he's been so busy lately, I kind of wanted that clone to wake up and be him. I placed my forehead against the glass, touching it gently, completely unaware that an active Piett clone (@clone_piett) entered the room. For some reason, it knew that Piett and I were having a relationship. I began shaking uncontrollably, and asked Lt. Walker to handle the clone, at which time he dispatched of it. It was strange. I so wanted to see the Admiral again, and my heart jumped at the thought of this being Piett, but I knew that it could never be the man I love.
We exited at which time I detonated the explosives we routed throughout the chamber, just as the Rebels were converging on the location. It is true, the cloning operation is viable and there are active Piett clones running around. I have to end this, but regardless of how many cloning stations I blow up, unless I can stop it at the highest echelons, my work will be a cat and mouse game. I need to find out who within the Rebellion would resort to using cloned humans to do their dirty work, and I need to stop it. Captain Ka'Tal was only a small component to this all.
We made it back to the Executor without further problems. Lt. Walker asked me what I felt about seeing Piett, and I said it was like looking at the living dead. It really was, because it was him and yet it was not. None the less, I thoroughly enjoyed my stolen Imperial spy regalia, and totally wore it throughout the halls. I think the stormtroopers were impressed, or maybe I just made that suit look pretty darned good, but I felt myself swelling with pride. No Force powers? Yeah, that sucks. Having stormtroopers check me out with a mixed reaction of awe and lust, yeah, that's kind of priceless. I'm probably going to hang onto this uniform while I'm on board.
Corden's Storyline - The Whyrm and the Droid
Operative Nyx' Journal
I woke up bright-eyed and bushy tailed this morning, and immediately flew Corden's ship to the garden where I met the Whrym (@TheWhyrm) the previous day. I found him in the garden and introduced myself properly, without Corden. Arriving in traditional Jedi clothing, my hair braided and with Kiffar beads, and both my own and Jedi Master Deese's lightsabers on my belt. He asked quite a few questions and in the end said he needed to confer with the other Jedi Masters, but that my loss of Force abilities was not that I separated from the Force, only that I suppressed my abilities. He believes he might not be able to teach me, but a Jedi healer might be able to reconnect me. I am ecstatic that there is finally hope for this condition! During our discussion, it came out that he was concerned about my involvement in the Rebellion, and he quizzed my knowledge of the third trials Jedi have to undertake. I explained that my involvement with the Rebellion is to restore the Jedi Order by providing a safe place for Jedi to exist. In addition to, my current missions involve keeping an eye over Darth Vader on the Executor, as well as observing the Sith existing in the Sith Nexus. In doing so, I intend to route this information to both the Jedi Order and the Rebellion to do with as they please. The Whyrm said he needed to confer first with the Jedi Masters before speaking with me again. I will leave that up to him as to what our relationship will be in the future.
Yet I have not spoken to the Rebellion since I infiltrated their ship and hacked their systems to retrieve holo data. I assume there is a bounty already on my head, but with the security holo from the Dammarung, I can prove my innocence. But the danger is whom do I report this to? Who within the Rebellion can I trust?
In getting back to the space station, the clones assembled a battle droid that I took the liberty of testing. Unfortunately, that wasn't such a brilliant idea in my depowered state, and I took a nasty hit to my chest plate which dented it and left a rather large bruise. I played the little pansy and got Corden to baby me back in his quarters. It feels so good to get taken cared of!
I woke up bright-eyed and bushy tailed this morning, and immediately flew Corden's ship to the garden where I met the Whrym (@TheWhyrm) the previous day. I found him in the garden and introduced myself properly, without Corden. Arriving in traditional Jedi clothing, my hair braided and with Kiffar beads, and both my own and Jedi Master Deese's lightsabers on my belt. He asked quite a few questions and in the end said he needed to confer with the other Jedi Masters, but that my loss of Force abilities was not that I separated from the Force, only that I suppressed my abilities. He believes he might not be able to teach me, but a Jedi healer might be able to reconnect me. I am ecstatic that there is finally hope for this condition! During our discussion, it came out that he was concerned about my involvement in the Rebellion, and he quizzed my knowledge of the third trials Jedi have to undertake. I explained that my involvement with the Rebellion is to restore the Jedi Order by providing a safe place for Jedi to exist. In addition to, my current missions involve keeping an eye over Darth Vader on the Executor, as well as observing the Sith existing in the Sith Nexus. In doing so, I intend to route this information to both the Jedi Order and the Rebellion to do with as they please. The Whyrm said he needed to confer first with the Jedi Masters before speaking with me again. I will leave that up to him as to what our relationship will be in the future.
Yet I have not spoken to the Rebellion since I infiltrated their ship and hacked their systems to retrieve holo data. I assume there is a bounty already on my head, but with the security holo from the Dammarung, I can prove my innocence. But the danger is whom do I report this to? Who within the Rebellion can I trust?
In getting back to the space station, the clones assembled a battle droid that I took the liberty of testing. Unfortunately, that wasn't such a brilliant idea in my depowered state, and I took a nasty hit to my chest plate which dented it and left a rather large bruise. I played the little pansy and got Corden to baby me back in his quarters. It feels so good to get taken cared of!
Corden's Storyline - Goodbye Captain Aerith Ka'Tal
Operative Nyx' Journal
After unsuccessfully confronting Rebellion captain Aerith Ka'Tal via holo, I decided a face-to-face meeting was in order. I managed to get a hold of Corden who raced by my side when I told him I needed to speak with her. For some reason, he was really excited when I mentioned the words "confront" and "Ka'Tal" in the same sentence. He picked me up and we headed to Captain Ka'Tal's vessel, the Dammarung. We made it on board fine, the Rebels accepted our cover story that we had important information that needed to go to their captain.
We entered her office, both of us in full Mandolorian armor, and offered to trade the holo disk of Rebellion cloning secrets for credits. It was then she decided to take us to the Dammarung's Research and Development wing in which I found a tube containing a female figure inside. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a clone of me. Captain Ka'Tal revealed that I had become compromised and intended to download my memories into the clone, but that the clone would be easier to control. At that point, she raised a sidearm at my heart, and without hesitation, Corden shot her first. Since my issue was only with the Rogue Rebel (e.g., Ka'Tal) and not with anyone else on the ship, I told her bodyguards to flee while I set up explosives around my clone.
We made our escape thanks to the help of our droid, Beskar'ad, and were hit by a shot by the Dammarung's laser system on our way into hyperspace. The ship is pre-programmed to jump to random places when hit, and thus we were transported. I was able to remotely hack into the Dammarung's system to activate the bombs, destroying the Research and Development department, and download the security holo footage of Ka'Tal raising her sidearm directly at me prior to being shot.
I realize now that Ka'Tal couldn't have acted on her own in this process, and that the Rebellion is infiltrated by extremists or even the enemy itself. I do not know whom I can trust in the Rebellion, but I need to act fast as word has already probably spread that I am a traitor.
I realized that going into hiding until I can solve this mess, or staying on the Executor, were probably my best bets for staying safe during my de-powered Jedi status. Thus, I picked up the Emporer Chihuahua and Wicket, and brought them on board to Corden's ship (much to his dismay, but he's a trooper). They also brought along the second psy blade, but unfortunately, without Force abilities it is practically useless to me. And in this little session, Corden felt the need to five finger discount some new weaponry from the Executor. His ship took a hit as we were trying to get away, which made it jump into hyperspace, leaving the Imperial fighter planes tailing us in the dust. I was miffed for a while, but then I realized, how could I get mad at him when I am just as impulsive?
We spent the evening drinking Kiffar spirits, and I was concerned about his vision while under the influence of the hallucinagen, that he would die alone. I told him that is just a fear brought about by the spirits, but I worry if what I said was accurate. I care deeply about him and wouldn't want for him to be alone anymore. In my vision, I saw strange numbers. In thinking about it, I suspect they are coordinates to something, quite possibly the location of a secret Rebellion cloning faciilty.
As a side note, a strange young woman known as An Entity (@AnEntity) whom I have befriended the past few days, sent me a cryptic message of coordinates and the name "Whyrm" (@theWhyrm). I found a lush garden and an elderly Jedi man sitting in meditation. I approached him and indeed he was The Whrym, a Jedi Master. I asked if he could train me, to which he replied I would need to find him again for a response. I was heart-broken, but will attempt to find him again tomorrow.
After unsuccessfully confronting Rebellion captain Aerith Ka'Tal via holo, I decided a face-to-face meeting was in order. I managed to get a hold of Corden who raced by my side when I told him I needed to speak with her. For some reason, he was really excited when I mentioned the words "confront" and "Ka'Tal" in the same sentence. He picked me up and we headed to Captain Ka'Tal's vessel, the Dammarung. We made it on board fine, the Rebels accepted our cover story that we had important information that needed to go to their captain.
We entered her office, both of us in full Mandolorian armor, and offered to trade the holo disk of Rebellion cloning secrets for credits. It was then she decided to take us to the Dammarung's Research and Development wing in which I found a tube containing a female figure inside. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a clone of me. Captain Ka'Tal revealed that I had become compromised and intended to download my memories into the clone, but that the clone would be easier to control. At that point, she raised a sidearm at my heart, and without hesitation, Corden shot her first. Since my issue was only with the Rogue Rebel (e.g., Ka'Tal) and not with anyone else on the ship, I told her bodyguards to flee while I set up explosives around my clone.
We made our escape thanks to the help of our droid, Beskar'ad, and were hit by a shot by the Dammarung's laser system on our way into hyperspace. The ship is pre-programmed to jump to random places when hit, and thus we were transported. I was able to remotely hack into the Dammarung's system to activate the bombs, destroying the Research and Development department, and download the security holo footage of Ka'Tal raising her sidearm directly at me prior to being shot.
I realize now that Ka'Tal couldn't have acted on her own in this process, and that the Rebellion is infiltrated by extremists or even the enemy itself. I do not know whom I can trust in the Rebellion, but I need to act fast as word has already probably spread that I am a traitor.
I realized that going into hiding until I can solve this mess, or staying on the Executor, were probably my best bets for staying safe during my de-powered Jedi status. Thus, I picked up the Emporer Chihuahua and Wicket, and brought them on board to Corden's ship (much to his dismay, but he's a trooper). They also brought along the second psy blade, but unfortunately, without Force abilities it is practically useless to me. And in this little session, Corden felt the need to five finger discount some new weaponry from the Executor. His ship took a hit as we were trying to get away, which made it jump into hyperspace, leaving the Imperial fighter planes tailing us in the dust. I was miffed for a while, but then I realized, how could I get mad at him when I am just as impulsive?
We spent the evening drinking Kiffar spirits, and I was concerned about his vision while under the influence of the hallucinagen, that he would die alone. I told him that is just a fear brought about by the spirits, but I worry if what I said was accurate. I care deeply about him and wouldn't want for him to be alone anymore. In my vision, I saw strange numbers. In thinking about it, I suspect they are coordinates to something, quite possibly the location of a secret Rebellion cloning faciilty.
As a side note, a strange young woman known as An Entity (@AnEntity) whom I have befriended the past few days, sent me a cryptic message of coordinates and the name "Whyrm" (@theWhyrm). I found a lush garden and an elderly Jedi man sitting in meditation. I approached him and indeed he was The Whrym, a Jedi Master. I asked if he could train me, to which he replied I would need to find him again for a response. I was heart-broken, but will attempt to find him again tomorrow.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Piett's Storyline - Enter Lobo
Operative Nyx' Journal
I had the fortunate/unfortunate experience of meeting a rather unsavory charactor by the name of Lobo (@ShitLoboSays). He kept requesting to have "relations" with me, so I decided it best to meet him in person and figure out who he was and what he wanted. Turns out, he's a complete psychopath. He apparently is immortal and killed off his entire planet, now resorting to bounty hunting to feed his insatiable appetite for destruction and mayhem. Luckily, I made it out of the Mos Eisley Cantina without being harmed, but I also made an offer to have him help me on a future personal contract. I am going to need help in my "Force-less" state to infiltrate the Rebel bases and destroy the cloning operations, and I believe he can help me. Although I worry he will kill the Rebels he meets, I know for certain he will protect me. With Corden away on a mission, and Piett away in endless rounds of meetings, this will definitely be interesting to request the help of a rather unsavory charactor.
None the less, he provided a private comm line that I may contact him for the missions. I will insist that we arrive and leave in separate ships, as his presence is a bit bothersome. Luckily, I have Beskar'ad with me at all times. Hopefully, there is a shred of decentcy within him that I can connect with so that I can avoid being harmed.
I had the fortunate/unfortunate experience of meeting a rather unsavory charactor by the name of Lobo (@ShitLoboSays). He kept requesting to have "relations" with me, so I decided it best to meet him in person and figure out who he was and what he wanted. Turns out, he's a complete psychopath. He apparently is immortal and killed off his entire planet, now resorting to bounty hunting to feed his insatiable appetite for destruction and mayhem. Luckily, I made it out of the Mos Eisley Cantina without being harmed, but I also made an offer to have him help me on a future personal contract. I am going to need help in my "Force-less" state to infiltrate the Rebel bases and destroy the cloning operations, and I believe he can help me. Although I worry he will kill the Rebels he meets, I know for certain he will protect me. With Corden away on a mission, and Piett away in endless rounds of meetings, this will definitely be interesting to request the help of a rather unsavory charactor.
None the less, he provided a private comm line that I may contact him for the missions. I will insist that we arrive and leave in separate ships, as his presence is a bit bothersome. Luckily, I have Beskar'ad with me at all times. Hopefully, there is a shred of decentcy within him that I can connect with so that I can avoid being harmed.
Corden's Storyline - Missing My Baby
Operative Nyx' Journal
It appears that Corden had to accept a mission and will be away from me for a few days. I miss him deeply already. The Admiral has been shut away in endless meetings (I assume because of the recent capture of the Rebel freighter containing the clones), and I think what I am feeling is isolation, but I must still be in shock because the emotions aren't rising to the surface as easily as they would have before. I miss Corden and Piett. Wait?! Was that an emotion?! I think it was! Ooppss... okay, it's gone now.
It appears that Corden had to accept a mission and will be away from me for a few days. I miss him deeply already. The Admiral has been shut away in endless meetings (I assume because of the recent capture of the Rebel freighter containing the clones), and I think what I am feeling is isolation, but I must still be in shock because the emotions aren't rising to the surface as easily as they would have before. I miss Corden and Piett. Wait?! Was that an emotion?! I think it was! Ooppss... okay, it's gone now.
Piett's Storyline - The Cloned Piett (Part II) - Beyond Good and Evil
Please note this is related to the story posted on the following blog: http://ltbrycewalker.wordpress.com/2010/12/22/the-rebels-secret-weapon/
To stay posted on this storyline, you will need to follow @Bryce_Walker, @Aerith_KaTal and @CelestialPhenyx on Twitter.
I couldn't bear to think I was betrayed by my own family, my own friends, the Rebellion. I began to worry too much that maybe the Rebellion was ploting against me, and thus made a comm call to my superior, Captain Aerith Ka'Tal. Aerith is one of my closest friends, with a bit of a fiery temper to boot. She started off coldly to me, as usual, but we began talking none the less. Below is a transcript of our conversation (please note, when the line starts off as "@" that is whom the line is being directed to:
@Aerith_KaTal *CoMMs* Operative Nyx reporting, ma'am. Is this line encrypted?
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* Nyx, good to hear from you. I understand you are still in your bunker, are you not? *stiffly*
@Aerith_KaTal *c* No ma'am, I am back at the Executor. Operative Emp and his wife Wicket are fine. I hope you are well. How fare the Rebels?
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* \WE/ all are fine. And yes, this line is encrypted. Why are you contacting me, Nyx? *coldly*
@Aerith_KaTal *C* Understood ma'am. I... *hesitating* I have a question ma'am. The Imperials captured a Rebel freighter recently...
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (cutting her off) They capture our ships all the time, Nyx, and we do the same!!! This is nothing special! *sharply*
@Aerith_KaTal *c* *swallowing hard* Understood, ma'am. But this freighter contained something else. My informant said clones were inside.
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (impatient) NYX! I do NOT have time for this!!!! How do you know your informant isn't \lying/ to you?
@Aerith_KaTal *c* Permission to speak freely, ma'am?
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (flustered) GO AHEAD, NYX! What do you want to know?!
@Aerith_KaTal *c* I trust my sources, but you seem to be elusive in your responses. What are you hiding from me?! You're my friend, Aerith!
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (beyond angry) NYX, I AM TELLING YOU TO STAND DOWN NOW!! DO NOT QUESTION YOUR RANKING OFFICER OR I WILL PULL YOU!!!!
@Aerith_KaTal *c* What if that ranking officer is hiding a secret from her closest friend? You're BETRAYING me, Aerith!! I know what u did!!
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *C* (between her teeth) NYX, you go so far as to pursue this issue further, and I will terminate you from the Rebellion!
@Aerith_KaTal *seething in anger* *c* Aerith... you're inviting a war with me! And I'm ten times worse than anything the Imperial fleet has!
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *pretty steamed* *c* Then so be it! I told you already, this is BIGGER than you, Nyx! THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER! *end comm*
@Aerith_KaTal *throws her comm against her office wall, feeling tinges of anger, but unable to feel it completely* @bryce_walker
This issue is bigger than I imagined. The more I start to get involved in everything, the more I realize that there are demons and angels on both sides of the aisle... it goes beyond good and evil.
To stay posted on this storyline, you will need to follow @Bryce_Walker, @Aerith_KaTal and @CelestialPhenyx on Twitter.
I couldn't bear to think I was betrayed by my own family, my own friends, the Rebellion. I began to worry too much that maybe the Rebellion was ploting against me, and thus made a comm call to my superior, Captain Aerith Ka'Tal. Aerith is one of my closest friends, with a bit of a fiery temper to boot. She started off coldly to me, as usual, but we began talking none the less. Below is a transcript of our conversation (please note, when the line starts off as "@" that is whom the line is being directed to:
@Aerith_KaTal *CoMMs* Operative Nyx reporting, ma'am. Is this line encrypted?
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* Nyx, good to hear from you. I understand you are still in your bunker, are you not? *stiffly*
@Aerith_KaTal *c* No ma'am, I am back at the Executor. Operative Emp and his wife Wicket are fine. I hope you are well. How fare the Rebels?
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* \WE/ all are fine. And yes, this line is encrypted. Why are you contacting me, Nyx? *coldly*
@Aerith_KaTal *C* Understood ma'am. I... *hesitating* I have a question ma'am. The Imperials captured a Rebel freighter recently...
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (cutting her off) They capture our ships all the time, Nyx, and we do the same!!! This is nothing special! *sharply*
@Aerith_KaTal *c* *swallowing hard* Understood, ma'am. But this freighter contained something else. My informant said clones were inside.
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (impatient) NYX! I do NOT have time for this!!!! How do you know your informant isn't \lying/ to you?
@Aerith_KaTal *c* Permission to speak freely, ma'am?
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (flustered) GO AHEAD, NYX! What do you want to know?!
@Aerith_KaTal *c* I trust my sources, but you seem to be elusive in your responses. What are you hiding from me?! You're my friend, Aerith!
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *c* (beyond angry) NYX, I AM TELLING YOU TO STAND DOWN NOW!! DO NOT QUESTION YOUR RANKING OFFICER OR I WILL PULL YOU!!!!
@Aerith_KaTal *c* What if that ranking officer is hiding a secret from her closest friend? You're BETRAYING me, Aerith!! I know what u did!!
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *C* (between her teeth) NYX, you go so far as to pursue this issue further, and I will terminate you from the Rebellion!
@Aerith_KaTal *seething in anger* *c* Aerith... you're inviting a war with me! And I'm ten times worse than anything the Imperial fleet has!
@CeLeStIaLPhEnYx *pretty steamed* *c* Then so be it! I told you already, this is BIGGER than you, Nyx! THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER! *end comm*
@Aerith_KaTal *throws her comm against her office wall, feeling tinges of anger, but unable to feel it completely* @bryce_walker
This issue is bigger than I imagined. The more I start to get involved in everything, the more I realize that there are demons and angels on both sides of the aisle... it goes beyond good and evil.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Corden's Storyline - Absence of the Force
Operative Nyx' Private Journal
I spent some time speaking with Senator Yemaja regarding the procedure she mentioned previously, the severance of the Force. She said that Jedi are not supposed to do it, and to try to reconnect to the Force afterward would cause great pain. I still had no idea what she was speaking about, and simply let it go. I spent other parts of my day continuing to train clones and spending time with the littlest clones. How adorable they truly are, and it is kind of strange to see that jerk Boba as a tiny child. It kind of puts perspective on everything.
I waited around for Corden who was supposed to be returning to the ship, but he never materialized. I finally messaged him and he said he was on a mission without me. I was so angry and frustrated that he would leave on a mission without me that I chased him. I got my clones and we went out. Luckily I did because Starkiller needed my assistance in grabbing some data from a downed Astromech. In working on that project @Savage_Oppress_ kept hitting on me and it was getting quite annoying, especially when he *shuddering* touched my arm. It was the most appauling feeling I have ever had. I managed to download the data (which I still have but will hand over to Starkiller) and it was then that @Lord_Maulkiller became fascinated with something in a cave. Corden explained it was some Sith thing why were there (again, I wasn't briefed I just kind of "wandered into" a situation), and when a sandstorm hit, I decided to inspect what was happening. I wanted to know what the Sith were so interested in at this site.
What I saw changed my life. There was a device there that (I can't even put this into words because it was so appauling) replaced body parts of @Lord_Maulkiller with synthetic ones. Starkiller was drunk with some sort of power, he was acting insane. And Savage Oppress simply sat there in full amusement, and then indicated that he wanted me for his own. Then, they started converting the clones. My heart sank in my body. If there was any shred of decentcy in the Sith that I thought I saw within them, it existed only in my mind. And I knew at that point, they were converting any Force user and if I didn't do something, then the premonition from the previous day would come true. I would have gone to the Dark Side.
So I did it. I pushed away the Force like Senator Yemaja spoke about. I rejected it to my very core. I had to so that the Sith would not try to convert me. It was if my soul screamed out in agony, and my spirit left my body. I became a shell. I became hollow. I felt nothing.
In a complete daze, I walked out of the cave as the sandstorm subsided, seeing bodies of clones scattered everywhere. Apparently they were attacked by monsters in the sandstorm, and the sandstorm itself. But for once, I just didn't care. I couldn't care. I had no feeling. I jumped onto the Mandalorian droid and waited. That's all I could do was wait. From what I gather, Starkiller had an episode of madness in that cave, drunk with his own power and Lord Maulkiller became a cyborg being. And that is when Corden and I left.
He brought me and Beskar'ad back to my volcanic bunker and that is where I type this from. My Force powers are either suppressed or I need to relearn them. I know there are emotions inside of me, but I cannot seem to feel them other than shadows of emotions. I still think that it might be due to shock, but this might also be what happens when Jedi lose their Force connection. I want to be thankful that I didn't get converted into one of those Sith monsters, and I felt horrible for those clones that did, but I just can't feel it. As a matter of fact, the world has grown quieter because I cannot sense the heartbeats of the Galaxy. For once, the world is truly silent. I know I am alone but I cannot feel isolation at this point.
And yes, my doppleganger dissolved the minute I lost the Force abilities. I do not know what is happening on the Executor, and I cannot contact Emporer Chiahuhua to give him a status report. I assume he already knows I have encountered trouble, but doesn't know where to find me.
I spent some time speaking with Senator Yemaja regarding the procedure she mentioned previously, the severance of the Force. She said that Jedi are not supposed to do it, and to try to reconnect to the Force afterward would cause great pain. I still had no idea what she was speaking about, and simply let it go. I spent other parts of my day continuing to train clones and spending time with the littlest clones. How adorable they truly are, and it is kind of strange to see that jerk Boba as a tiny child. It kind of puts perspective on everything.
I waited around for Corden who was supposed to be returning to the ship, but he never materialized. I finally messaged him and he said he was on a mission without me. I was so angry and frustrated that he would leave on a mission without me that I chased him. I got my clones and we went out. Luckily I did because Starkiller needed my assistance in grabbing some data from a downed Astromech. In working on that project @Savage_Oppress_ kept hitting on me and it was getting quite annoying, especially when he *shuddering* touched my arm. It was the most appauling feeling I have ever had. I managed to download the data (which I still have but will hand over to Starkiller) and it was then that @Lord_Maulkiller became fascinated with something in a cave. Corden explained it was some Sith thing why were there (again, I wasn't briefed I just kind of "wandered into" a situation), and when a sandstorm hit, I decided to inspect what was happening. I wanted to know what the Sith were so interested in at this site.
What I saw changed my life. There was a device there that (I can't even put this into words because it was so appauling) replaced body parts of @Lord_Maulkiller with synthetic ones. Starkiller was drunk with some sort of power, he was acting insane. And Savage Oppress simply sat there in full amusement, and then indicated that he wanted me for his own. Then, they started converting the clones. My heart sank in my body. If there was any shred of decentcy in the Sith that I thought I saw within them, it existed only in my mind. And I knew at that point, they were converting any Force user and if I didn't do something, then the premonition from the previous day would come true. I would have gone to the Dark Side.
So I did it. I pushed away the Force like Senator Yemaja spoke about. I rejected it to my very core. I had to so that the Sith would not try to convert me. It was if my soul screamed out in agony, and my spirit left my body. I became a shell. I became hollow. I felt nothing.
In a complete daze, I walked out of the cave as the sandstorm subsided, seeing bodies of clones scattered everywhere. Apparently they were attacked by monsters in the sandstorm, and the sandstorm itself. But for once, I just didn't care. I couldn't care. I had no feeling. I jumped onto the Mandalorian droid and waited. That's all I could do was wait. From what I gather, Starkiller had an episode of madness in that cave, drunk with his own power and Lord Maulkiller became a cyborg being. And that is when Corden and I left.
He brought me and Beskar'ad back to my volcanic bunker and that is where I type this from. My Force powers are either suppressed or I need to relearn them. I know there are emotions inside of me, but I cannot seem to feel them other than shadows of emotions. I still think that it might be due to shock, but this might also be what happens when Jedi lose their Force connection. I want to be thankful that I didn't get converted into one of those Sith monsters, and I felt horrible for those clones that did, but I just can't feel it. As a matter of fact, the world has grown quieter because I cannot sense the heartbeats of the Galaxy. For once, the world is truly silent. I know I am alone but I cannot feel isolation at this point.
And yes, my doppleganger dissolved the minute I lost the Force abilities. I do not know what is happening on the Executor, and I cannot contact Emporer Chiahuhua to give him a status report. I assume he already knows I have encountered trouble, but doesn't know where to find me.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Corden's Storyline - The Absence
Operative Nyx Reporting
This report is being filed in secret to only Captain Ka'Tal who will distribute to whom she deems it necessary to be received by. I have been allowed to stay in Sith Space on board Lord Starkiller's (AKA Galen'tza) station (AKA Heaven's Fires) and received a disturbing dream in which a dark shadowy lizard creature came to me in a hurricane and said it would change me. It felt as if it were a void, an absence of the Force, if you will. It said it wouldn't allow me to leave Sith Space the same as when I came in. I am still shaking from the message. I saw a vision of my friend, Senator Yemaja, throwing a trident at it and it dissolving, but the message was clear. It wants to change me.
Not knowing who to turn to, I found her on the space station and we chatted at the chapel. It was there she told me that in order to stop this thing from pursuing me, I would need to perform a Force Severance. Jedi are never supposed to perform this, but I have confidence that I will be okay. I have no idea what it is, but she agreed to show me tomorrow.
My skin was still glowing with my peoples' tribal tattoos, so I had to leave the station temporarily or risk my cover further being blown. This only happens when I come into contact with dark energies, call it my early warning system. I am back on the Executor, and unfortunately, was confronted by Lt. Bryce Walker about my involvement with taking the Admiral's and Commander Brisard's DNA for cloning. (See last entry for Admiral Piett - the Cloned Piett)
This report is being filed in secret to only Captain Ka'Tal who will distribute to whom she deems it necessary to be received by. I have been allowed to stay in Sith Space on board Lord Starkiller's (AKA Galen'tza) station (AKA Heaven's Fires) and received a disturbing dream in which a dark shadowy lizard creature came to me in a hurricane and said it would change me. It felt as if it were a void, an absence of the Force, if you will. It said it wouldn't allow me to leave Sith Space the same as when I came in. I am still shaking from the message. I saw a vision of my friend, Senator Yemaja, throwing a trident at it and it dissolving, but the message was clear. It wants to change me.
Not knowing who to turn to, I found her on the space station and we chatted at the chapel. It was there she told me that in order to stop this thing from pursuing me, I would need to perform a Force Severance. Jedi are never supposed to perform this, but I have confidence that I will be okay. I have no idea what it is, but she agreed to show me tomorrow.
My skin was still glowing with my peoples' tribal tattoos, so I had to leave the station temporarily or risk my cover further being blown. This only happens when I come into contact with dark energies, call it my early warning system. I am back on the Executor, and unfortunately, was confronted by Lt. Bryce Walker about my involvement with taking the Admiral's and Commander Brisard's DNA for cloning. (See last entry for Admiral Piett - the Cloned Piett)
Piett's Storyline - The Cloned Piett
Operative Nyx' Private Journal
(Please note that this event happens in the future of Piett's storyline after she takes a break from the missions with Corden Maximus. The timing is a bit off, but it will correlate with the other storyline shortly)
This story correlates to the following story: http://ltbrycewalker.wordpress.com/2010/12/22/the-rebels-secret-weapon/
I was confronted in the Observation Deck by Lt. Bryce Walker. He essentially wanted to know why I had betrayed the Admiral and him. I indicated I had no idea what he was talking about until he showed me ship surveillance footage of me taking some of Commander Aria Brisard's hair from her comb. I couldn't deny the truth, so I said it was me. At that point, he confronted me. I had to tell him the truth. I am a soldier in the Rebellion and although I know a lot, I suspect that Jedi Mischel Deese's report that I was involved with the Admiral caused them to become suspicious of my loyalties, and if I would hand over his DNA. This information was hidden from me, and I naively gave over the DNA without realizing what it was for.
He says in his raid on a Rebellion ship, he located clones of Admiral Piett and Commander Aria Brisard of the Empire. I couldn't believe it.
I type this after Lt. Bryce Walker left me here in the Observation Deck, and I am confused. If the Rebellion withheld this information, what else are they withholding from me? What does the Emperor Chihuahua know? I promised to fix what I had done and will destroy the cloning facility myself, but I do not know how many clones are out there right now waiting to be unleashed. What would they do if they replaced my beloved Admiral? How could I sit back and watch knowing that it wouldn't be him? My heart sinks with the thought. If the Rebellion intended to replace my Admiral Piett, then they messed with the wrong person.
By admitting to this, I know I am a traitor now to the Rebellion. But I intend to get answers, starting first with Captain Aerith Ka'Tal. Lt. Bryce Walker intends to continue to gather intelligence and will keep me posted, but I promised to undo whatever damage I had inadvertantly already done. I will destroy the cloning facility with the Admiral's DNA in there.
(Please note that this event happens in the future of Piett's storyline after she takes a break from the missions with Corden Maximus. The timing is a bit off, but it will correlate with the other storyline shortly)
This story correlates to the following story: http://ltbrycewalker.wordpress.com/2010/12/22/the-rebels-secret-weapon/
I was confronted in the Observation Deck by Lt. Bryce Walker. He essentially wanted to know why I had betrayed the Admiral and him. I indicated I had no idea what he was talking about until he showed me ship surveillance footage of me taking some of Commander Aria Brisard's hair from her comb. I couldn't deny the truth, so I said it was me. At that point, he confronted me. I had to tell him the truth. I am a soldier in the Rebellion and although I know a lot, I suspect that Jedi Mischel Deese's report that I was involved with the Admiral caused them to become suspicious of my loyalties, and if I would hand over his DNA. This information was hidden from me, and I naively gave over the DNA without realizing what it was for.
He says in his raid on a Rebellion ship, he located clones of Admiral Piett and Commander Aria Brisard of the Empire. I couldn't believe it.
I type this after Lt. Bryce Walker left me here in the Observation Deck, and I am confused. If the Rebellion withheld this information, what else are they withholding from me? What does the Emperor Chihuahua know? I promised to fix what I had done and will destroy the cloning facility myself, but I do not know how many clones are out there right now waiting to be unleashed. What would they do if they replaced my beloved Admiral? How could I sit back and watch knowing that it wouldn't be him? My heart sinks with the thought. If the Rebellion intended to replace my Admiral Piett, then they messed with the wrong person.
By admitting to this, I know I am a traitor now to the Rebellion. But I intend to get answers, starting first with Captain Aerith Ka'Tal. Lt. Bryce Walker intends to continue to gather intelligence and will keep me posted, but I promised to undo whatever damage I had inadvertantly already done. I will destroy the cloning facility with the Admiral's DNA in there.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Corden's Storyline - Captain Aerith Ka'Tal
Operative Nyx Reporting
Corden and I spent the day away from the space station hanging around my bunker, and that's when I received a surprised visit from Captain Aerith Ka'Tal of the Rebellion. Captain Ka'Tal is a friend of my mother's and only accepted me within the Rebellion on the premise that she could promise to keep me safe. Unfortunately, I continually get myself in strange situations and in trouble, so she often comes looking for me. She had an operative dispatched to the Executor but it appeared they realized I was not on board. It was at that time she tracked me using my distress beacon located in my new pendant and found me in my bunker.
It was there she confronted me. Some things I had to write down because I didn't want to forget them.
"What would your mother say if I lost you?"
"Zip it, Mando! If you want her to stay, you will do as I say!"
"Nyx, you're a diplomat's daughter! I accepted you into the Rebellion on the premise that I could keep you safe! Your stubborness is constantly making me think I can't keep that promise."
"Nyx, there is more at stake than YOU here!"
"When you return to Rebellion HQ, I will write you up for insubordination! But in the interim, I will let you stay. I will trust you."
"Promise me something, bounty hunter, you will protect her with your life?"
[After being threatened by Corden] "I get it, Nyx, he will protect you."
"So I don't have to hunt you through your distress beacons, turn in your reports timely!"
[After being threatned by Corden again] [Through the Force] ~Yes, I know she needs you and I trust you with her life.~
And for the record, Captain Ka'Tal threatens to write me up all the time. But it's all just words, she normally calms down when she gets back to her ship and doesn't write me up. I know her, she knows me. It's just us blowing off steam, or rather she blowing off steam and I'm taking it for breaking protocol. But tomorrow, she and I will return to the same old us. But I did make a request to Corden to please not harm any of the Rebels, and he agreed.
Corden and I spent the day away from the space station hanging around my bunker, and that's when I received a surprised visit from Captain Aerith Ka'Tal of the Rebellion. Captain Ka'Tal is a friend of my mother's and only accepted me within the Rebellion on the premise that she could promise to keep me safe. Unfortunately, I continually get myself in strange situations and in trouble, so she often comes looking for me. She had an operative dispatched to the Executor but it appeared they realized I was not on board. It was at that time she tracked me using my distress beacon located in my new pendant and found me in my bunker.
It was there she confronted me. Some things I had to write down because I didn't want to forget them.
"What would your mother say if I lost you?"
"Zip it, Mando! If you want her to stay, you will do as I say!"
"Nyx, you're a diplomat's daughter! I accepted you into the Rebellion on the premise that I could keep you safe! Your stubborness is constantly making me think I can't keep that promise."
"Nyx, there is more at stake than YOU here!"
"When you return to Rebellion HQ, I will write you up for insubordination! But in the interim, I will let you stay. I will trust you."
"Promise me something, bounty hunter, you will protect her with your life?"
[After being threatened by Corden] "I get it, Nyx, he will protect you."
"So I don't have to hunt you through your distress beacons, turn in your reports timely!"
[After being threatned by Corden again] [Through the Force] ~Yes, I know she needs you and I trust you with her life.~
And for the record, Captain Ka'Tal threatens to write me up all the time. But it's all just words, she normally calms down when she gets back to her ship and doesn't write me up. I know her, she knows me. It's just us blowing off steam, or rather she blowing off steam and I'm taking it for breaking protocol. But tomorrow, she and I will return to the same old us. But I did make a request to Corden to please not harm any of the Rebels, and he agreed.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
JOURNAL: Torn Alliances
My physical body is currently in my volcanic bunker with the bounty hunter, Corden Maximus, sleeping beside me, where my psychic clone is with the Admiral at my mom's villa in the Azkurbani system. I choose this configuration because Corden is involved with the Sith and can potentially get hurt, and I would need my Force abilities to help protect him, whereas the Admiral tends to be very low-key. My psychic clone doesn't have psychic or Force abilities, but can easily defend herself. Yes, I can control both my physical self and the psychic self for extended periods of time, but it wears me down significantly in the process.
So I am torn as to which man do I love the most. I have a duty to the Rebellion above all else, so maybe I will let the chips simply fall where they may.
So I am torn as to which man do I love the most. I have a duty to the Rebellion above all else, so maybe I will let the chips simply fall where they may.
Corden's Storyline - The Death Camp
Operative Nyx Reporting
Corden received a mission from the Sith to help retreive some clones from a facility. I knew nothing more about the mission other than I would go along to help, since I couldn't bear for something to happen to him. It turns out we were sent to a death camp for inferior cloned Mandalorians. The stench of the place was completely overwhelming. I stood sentry and it looked like whatever was inside of that first domed structure deeply disturbed Corden. At the second domed structure, we found the clones that were left to die or were to be executed soon. There were so many, I can't tell you how many there were. I retrieved the sick and dying ones with Beskar'ad and we fled as the explosions started happening. We rendevoused with Starkiller (Galen'tza's APEX ship) and Corden debriefed with Starkiller. It was there Corden asked me to see Starkiller and take off my helmet. I relunctantly did so, and whether Starkiller noticed or even cared, I do not know. I left the bridge with Beskar'ad and returned to the ship. All the while, I maintained a comm link with Senator Yemaja, who goes back quite some time with me (before Starkiller's time).
Afterwards, I ended up conking out on the bed. The next day, Corden and I were able to sneak away to my volcano hideout for a few hours. I gave him the tour and we programmed a personality chip into Beskar'ad to make him more alive. It was then he was called back to the APEX and we returned. Corden was ordered to train the clones and I sat back in the ship working on weapons modifications and programming Beskar'ad. It was then in my comm conversation to Senator Yemaja that Starkiller contacted me. We agreed uneasily to a truce, where I would stay out of his operations as long as he left me to my own personal desires.
Unfortunately, it appears I am no longer separate from this mission. Corden asked me to help train the clones on repairing machinery, and it appears he wants me to lead them. I am completely angry and frustrated with this request, because I did not sign up to help the Sith. They are my enemies, and yet here I am, out of my love for Corden, going against my job. It is Firmus all over again. I agreed and today was day 1 of the clones' training.
Corden received a mission from the Sith to help retreive some clones from a facility. I knew nothing more about the mission other than I would go along to help, since I couldn't bear for something to happen to him. It turns out we were sent to a death camp for inferior cloned Mandalorians. The stench of the place was completely overwhelming. I stood sentry and it looked like whatever was inside of that first domed structure deeply disturbed Corden. At the second domed structure, we found the clones that were left to die or were to be executed soon. There were so many, I can't tell you how many there were. I retrieved the sick and dying ones with Beskar'ad and we fled as the explosions started happening. We rendevoused with Starkiller (Galen'tza's APEX ship) and Corden debriefed with Starkiller. It was there Corden asked me to see Starkiller and take off my helmet. I relunctantly did so, and whether Starkiller noticed or even cared, I do not know. I left the bridge with Beskar'ad and returned to the ship. All the while, I maintained a comm link with Senator Yemaja, who goes back quite some time with me (before Starkiller's time).
Afterwards, I ended up conking out on the bed. The next day, Corden and I were able to sneak away to my volcano hideout for a few hours. I gave him the tour and we programmed a personality chip into Beskar'ad to make him more alive. It was then he was called back to the APEX and we returned. Corden was ordered to train the clones and I sat back in the ship working on weapons modifications and programming Beskar'ad. It was then in my comm conversation to Senator Yemaja that Starkiller contacted me. We agreed uneasily to a truce, where I would stay out of his operations as long as he left me to my own personal desires.
Unfortunately, it appears I am no longer separate from this mission. Corden asked me to help train the clones on repairing machinery, and it appears he wants me to lead them. I am completely angry and frustrated with this request, because I did not sign up to help the Sith. They are my enemies, and yet here I am, out of my love for Corden, going against my job. It is Firmus all over again. I agreed and today was day 1 of the clones' training.
Piett's Storyline: Welcome Home
Operative Nyx Reporting
It always seems that our jobs get in the way of our relationship. Firmus has quickly become my best friend, and I just do not see myself parting from him. I can't promise him a formal marriage or even a family, but what I can promise is that I will be here for him always. But I know our jobs get in the way of our relationship. We seem to spend a lot of time away from the Executor and as a result, our relationship deepens. The question is if these feelings will remain and strengthen over time, or will they diminish because of our conflicting jobs. I have intercepted a few communications to the Admiral in which I believe some crew members may hint at my true identity and are questioning his loyalties. I made sure to delete those before he even saw them.
None the less, since he has been with me through all of this, I felt it was time to share with him the location of my secret lair. In the ride back to the Azkurbani System, he seemed to ask some strange questions. Something along the lines of supporting me should I decide to take Jedi Deese's vacant position at the Rebellion, and I flatly asked him if this was his way of letting me go out of his life. I admit, I am a handful for any man, but if Firmus decides he wants for me to leave then I shall go. I will not stay around where I am unwanted. He said that is not what he meant, because if it was, then I needed to turn our ship around.
We made it to my mother's villa and luckily she was off on her diplomatic mission (as usual). Did I say I was a latchkey kid?! Yeah, I pretty much was. Hence, why I tend to get myself into trouble I guess. Anyways, I showed him my complex, or my home. Yeah, I admit it, I am single and living in my mothers' basement. *shrugs* He especially liked two rooms, the library, and the master bedroom with the underwater ocean view. We spent a wonderful afternoon together and he literally slept for a full day after. My goodness, he must have not gotten sleep for two weeks! And I'm typing this as he gets ready for us to take a trip over to the monestary where I was first discovered by the Jedi Order.
It always seems that our jobs get in the way of our relationship. Firmus has quickly become my best friend, and I just do not see myself parting from him. I can't promise him a formal marriage or even a family, but what I can promise is that I will be here for him always. But I know our jobs get in the way of our relationship. We seem to spend a lot of time away from the Executor and as a result, our relationship deepens. The question is if these feelings will remain and strengthen over time, or will they diminish because of our conflicting jobs. I have intercepted a few communications to the Admiral in which I believe some crew members may hint at my true identity and are questioning his loyalties. I made sure to delete those before he even saw them.
None the less, since he has been with me through all of this, I felt it was time to share with him the location of my secret lair. In the ride back to the Azkurbani System, he seemed to ask some strange questions. Something along the lines of supporting me should I decide to take Jedi Deese's vacant position at the Rebellion, and I flatly asked him if this was his way of letting me go out of his life. I admit, I am a handful for any man, but if Firmus decides he wants for me to leave then I shall go. I will not stay around where I am unwanted. He said that is not what he meant, because if it was, then I needed to turn our ship around.
We made it to my mother's villa and luckily she was off on her diplomatic mission (as usual). Did I say I was a latchkey kid?! Yeah, I pretty much was. Hence, why I tend to get myself into trouble I guess. Anyways, I showed him my complex, or my home. Yeah, I admit it, I am single and living in my mothers' basement. *shrugs* He especially liked two rooms, the library, and the master bedroom with the underwater ocean view. We spent a wonderful afternoon together and he literally slept for a full day after. My goodness, he must have not gotten sleep for two weeks! And I'm typing this as he gets ready for us to take a trip over to the monestary where I was first discovered by the Jedi Order.
PICTURES: Celeste (AKA Sandalphon) Pictures
These pictures are from the store at the mall of me with my new dual lightsabers, and me at the cantina with some friends. Enjoy! XOXO. Sandalphon
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Corden Storyline - The Hunt Begins
Operative Nyx' Journal
Corden and I stopped in at Datooine to call in a favor, specifically heavy armor for me from a scruffy little thing he called "Jerell". Suffice it to say, I got my armor but was not pleased. I abhor heavy armor because it is difficult for me to move in, and being nimble is how I survive. I pouted, griped, and whined but finally wore it for the marketplace. When we arrived, I was honestly expecting to see a seedy underground sesspit of anarchy and chaos, and it was nothing like that. He took me to a stall at the end of an alley and purchased a large Basilisk droid (apparently both a rare and very old Mandolorian droid) as well as other equipment. I found a replacement necklace with a pink stone that I can use for my new distress beacon/signal. The last necklace I had was destroyed in the battle of Jedi Mischel Deese and Admiral Firmus Piett, and the pink stone drew me in somehow.
In walking back to the ship, I saw a young poor girl walking in the market. I took all of the Imperial credits I had on me and gave it to her. Corden asked me what I had told her when I leaned down to give her the credits, and I simply told him that I saw a good heart within her, and that good things would come to her if she held strong in her faith. He grew a bit quiet after that, and that's when I mentioned that Imperial credits belong to the people, not to me. Hence, I held no attachment to those credits at all.
We went back into the ship, and I was so feeling anxious that I needed to get away to the beach. We ended up spending the night on what appeared to be a beautiful planet with no humanoid inhabitants. I collected a few treasures from the beach that I will use later, and we had a beautiful evening together.
Corden and I stopped in at Datooine to call in a favor, specifically heavy armor for me from a scruffy little thing he called "Jerell". Suffice it to say, I got my armor but was not pleased. I abhor heavy armor because it is difficult for me to move in, and being nimble is how I survive. I pouted, griped, and whined but finally wore it for the marketplace. When we arrived, I was honestly expecting to see a seedy underground sesspit of anarchy and chaos, and it was nothing like that. He took me to a stall at the end of an alley and purchased a large Basilisk droid (apparently both a rare and very old Mandolorian droid) as well as other equipment. I found a replacement necklace with a pink stone that I can use for my new distress beacon/signal. The last necklace I had was destroyed in the battle of Jedi Mischel Deese and Admiral Firmus Piett, and the pink stone drew me in somehow.
In walking back to the ship, I saw a young poor girl walking in the market. I took all of the Imperial credits I had on me and gave it to her. Corden asked me what I had told her when I leaned down to give her the credits, and I simply told him that I saw a good heart within her, and that good things would come to her if she held strong in her faith. He grew a bit quiet after that, and that's when I mentioned that Imperial credits belong to the people, not to me. Hence, I held no attachment to those credits at all.
We went back into the ship, and I was so feeling anxious that I needed to get away to the beach. We ended up spending the night on what appeared to be a beautiful planet with no humanoid inhabitants. I collected a few treasures from the beach that I will use later, and we had a beautiful evening together.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
PICS: Celeste (AKA Sandalphon) Pics
It's hard to describe what a charactor is wearing, so here are pics I have taken from my Playstation Home avatar and am posting! In today's episode, Celeste was wearing the gold chain Amazon outfit! The pwning axe outfit is just for kicks. And the pictures were taken in my virtual Egyptian Tomb Palace apartment.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Piett Storyline - The Burning Question
Operative Nyx Reporting
(Two weeks have elapsed since last posting)
I snuck into the Executor using my modified Imperial fighter plane. Surprisingly, there is a very lax security on that ship! You would imagine such a large ship would be easy to sneak onto, but lo-and-behold, it really is! Using the typical route of moving through the air vent system, I checked in on the dogs and they were fine. I made a quick stop to look at my office, and it appeared the exact same way as when I left it. I figured in the two weeks that I had been gone, maybe the office would have been cleaned out and re-assigned to a captain. But it wasn't. I crawled into the Admiral's office to find him there, and what a sad state he was in. He looked completely disheveled and unkept, unable to concentrate at all. My anger towards what he had done overrode my compassion.
I pulled out my dagger and snuck in behind him. That's when he turned. I ducked and hid, but I think he saw me out of the corner of his eye, so I finally stood there in front of his desk. I confronted him why he killed Jedi Deese, and why they were communicating something that I was left out of. He said that Jedi Deese couldn't take it anymore, that the constant fighting and war was driving him mad. He essentially pushed the Admiral into killing him, using a combination of Jedi mind tricks, and the Admiral's sworn duty to protecting the Empire.
Hearing that, a part of me broke down. I didn't know Jedi Deese wanted to die. I still blame myself that maybe if I had said yes to him and left the Order to be with him, he would still be alive. It was a solemn reunion, and for some reason, I don't think I could have killed the Admiral even if I wanted to. The memories of us being together flooded my mind, and all I could do was cry. I didn't tell him where I was or what I was doing those past two weeks, and I assume he didn't care. He just wanted me to be back with him, and sometimes, that's always nice to know.
We spent the night together, and yes, having a two week break really did enhance our relationship greatly. I miss Jedi Deese incredibly, but I also know that he would have wanted for me to move on. And I think in pushing the Admiral to kill him, he knew he was leaving me in good hands. The life of a Jedi is truly all about self-sacrifice, and Jedi Master Mischel Deese was one of the best examples of that.
(Two weeks have elapsed since last posting)
I snuck into the Executor using my modified Imperial fighter plane. Surprisingly, there is a very lax security on that ship! You would imagine such a large ship would be easy to sneak onto, but lo-and-behold, it really is! Using the typical route of moving through the air vent system, I checked in on the dogs and they were fine. I made a quick stop to look at my office, and it appeared the exact same way as when I left it. I figured in the two weeks that I had been gone, maybe the office would have been cleaned out and re-assigned to a captain. But it wasn't. I crawled into the Admiral's office to find him there, and what a sad state he was in. He looked completely disheveled and unkept, unable to concentrate at all. My anger towards what he had done overrode my compassion.
I pulled out my dagger and snuck in behind him. That's when he turned. I ducked and hid, but I think he saw me out of the corner of his eye, so I finally stood there in front of his desk. I confronted him why he killed Jedi Deese, and why they were communicating something that I was left out of. He said that Jedi Deese couldn't take it anymore, that the constant fighting and war was driving him mad. He essentially pushed the Admiral into killing him, using a combination of Jedi mind tricks, and the Admiral's sworn duty to protecting the Empire.
Hearing that, a part of me broke down. I didn't know Jedi Deese wanted to die. I still blame myself that maybe if I had said yes to him and left the Order to be with him, he would still be alive. It was a solemn reunion, and for some reason, I don't think I could have killed the Admiral even if I wanted to. The memories of us being together flooded my mind, and all I could do was cry. I didn't tell him where I was or what I was doing those past two weeks, and I assume he didn't care. He just wanted me to be back with him, and sometimes, that's always nice to know.
We spent the night together, and yes, having a two week break really did enhance our relationship greatly. I miss Jedi Deese incredibly, but I also know that he would have wanted for me to move on. And I think in pushing the Admiral to kill him, he knew he was leaving me in good hands. The life of a Jedi is truly all about self-sacrifice, and Jedi Master Mischel Deese was one of the best examples of that.
Corden Storyline - The Forgotten
Operative Nyx Reporting
(Two weeks have elapsed)
I arrived at Mos Eisley on Tattooine to have a drink, and sat in the corner booth that Corden and I used to frequent when we first met. I was there for quite some time, sipping on sparkling water, reading my handheld cpu, and watching patrons. There's a lot of good intel that can be gained from sitting at the local watering hole! I don't want to go into too much detail about where I've been the past two weeks, but I needed some time and space away from everything. Loosing my friend Deese was heart breaking, and I did end up going home for a while. The other adventures will have to be reserved for a future storytelling time around a good round of drinks. To my surprise, Corden was there. He appeared drunk and belligerant, so I followed him home. It was there I wanted to say good-bye, so I tried to return the sidearm he had given to me, but in the process I woke him. He chased me down the hall and unmasked me. I couldn't say anything. We talked it over and I realized I couldn't say good-bye. I've said good-bye my entire life, and if Jedi Deese's passing taught me anything, those that we hold dear are what give our lives meaning. He and I spent the night together, and the following morning, he was called to bounty hunt an old friend that had gone rogue. I decided to accompany him and am now traveling with him on this mission.
But suffice it to say, I did learn some new things and spend some time at Rebellion HQ during my hiatus. I did provide them with an update on Jedi Mischel Deese's passing, and they were greatly saddened. I told them that he died at the hands of an Imperial soldier during his mission, and it was an honorable death as he tried defending me. I never named the soldier, for fear of retaliation. Without Jedi Deese at his post, there is a vacancy in my chain-of-command. I was asked to take his position, which would mean administrative duties instead of field work. I can't imagine any other Rebellion spy making it as close as I have to Vader, and at this point, I can't imagine leaving the Admiral or Corden. With Jedi Deeses' passing, my memories returned and now I realize I am stuck. In the past, and even up until Jedi Deeses' death, I was in a relationship with the Admiral. And yet, since losing my memory, I started a relationship with Corden.
Here I am, again, feeling trapped between two things I greatly love. This time though, I'm going to try not to run anymore.
But of all of the things that happened during my two week haitus, I lost the ability to manage my eye colors. They change according to my moods. I have special contact lenses, but I get a bit lazy in putting them in.
(Two weeks have elapsed)
I arrived at Mos Eisley on Tattooine to have a drink, and sat in the corner booth that Corden and I used to frequent when we first met. I was there for quite some time, sipping on sparkling water, reading my handheld cpu, and watching patrons. There's a lot of good intel that can be gained from sitting at the local watering hole! I don't want to go into too much detail about where I've been the past two weeks, but I needed some time and space away from everything. Loosing my friend Deese was heart breaking, and I did end up going home for a while. The other adventures will have to be reserved for a future storytelling time around a good round of drinks. To my surprise, Corden was there. He appeared drunk and belligerant, so I followed him home. It was there I wanted to say good-bye, so I tried to return the sidearm he had given to me, but in the process I woke him. He chased me down the hall and unmasked me. I couldn't say anything. We talked it over and I realized I couldn't say good-bye. I've said good-bye my entire life, and if Jedi Deese's passing taught me anything, those that we hold dear are what give our lives meaning. He and I spent the night together, and the following morning, he was called to bounty hunt an old friend that had gone rogue. I decided to accompany him and am now traveling with him on this mission.
But suffice it to say, I did learn some new things and spend some time at Rebellion HQ during my hiatus. I did provide them with an update on Jedi Mischel Deese's passing, and they were greatly saddened. I told them that he died at the hands of an Imperial soldier during his mission, and it was an honorable death as he tried defending me. I never named the soldier, for fear of retaliation. Without Jedi Deese at his post, there is a vacancy in my chain-of-command. I was asked to take his position, which would mean administrative duties instead of field work. I can't imagine any other Rebellion spy making it as close as I have to Vader, and at this point, I can't imagine leaving the Admiral or Corden. With Jedi Deeses' passing, my memories returned and now I realize I am stuck. In the past, and even up until Jedi Deeses' death, I was in a relationship with the Admiral. And yet, since losing my memory, I started a relationship with Corden.
Here I am, again, feeling trapped between two things I greatly love. This time though, I'm going to try not to run anymore.
But of all of the things that happened during my two week haitus, I lost the ability to manage my eye colors. They change according to my moods. I have special contact lenses, but I get a bit lazy in putting them in.
Piett Storyline - Goodbye Jedi Deese
Operative Nyx Journal
It is with a heavy heart that I write this entry. My longtime friend and Jedi Order partner, Mischel Deese, was killed today by Admiral Piett. Deese used the Force to track me to the Admiral's house and at which point, I fled trying to hide, but it was no use. I decided to face Deese at the temple ruins, a sacred site, close to the Admiral's house. It was here I prostrated on the temple floor seeking protection and guidance from my spirit guardians and past master. I didn't receive a message, and that is when Deese revealed himself to me. He said he had been watching over me for some time, and he wanted me to return with him to Rebellion HQ, even going so far as to say he wanted for me to rebuild the Jedi Order with him. He hinted at a deeper relationship, but I could not go that route. I tried to get him to leave, and that is when the Admiral contacted me. I tried to tell the Admiral to just go back to the ship, and I would deal with Deese on my own.
Unfortunately, that is when the Admiral confronted Deese. Deese Force pushed me to the side and the confrontation ensued. Deese was clearly enraged and not thinking straight, no matter how much I tried to calm him down. When I thought it was over, I talked to Deese and that is out of the corner of my eye that the Admiral was still pointing his sidearm at Deese. I tried talking the Admiral out of it, but Deese Force pushed me yet again, and was shot. I tried going to him, but the damage was already done. The Admiral tried to talk to me, but I was too far in grief I couldn't hear him. He left back to his house, and that night, I build a funeral pyre and burned Deese's body the way he would have wanted. The sacred temple grounds felt renewed in being used for such a sacred purpose.
Yes, if Deese and I were not Jedi, we would have probably been together. He meant a lot to me, and although I could never say that I loved him (for that is forbidden) I could at least say that I cared very deeply. I ran all of this time because I was running from the reality that I cared that much.
I kept his lightsaber as that is what he would have wanted. And if I would have died in that temple, I would have wanted for him to have taken mine.
I felt so empty and hollow inside, that when I walked back to the Admiral's house, I had a choice. Either go inside and confront him for why he killed my friend, or run. So I took the fighter ship and ran.
It is with a heavy heart that I write this entry. My longtime friend and Jedi Order partner, Mischel Deese, was killed today by Admiral Piett. Deese used the Force to track me to the Admiral's house and at which point, I fled trying to hide, but it was no use. I decided to face Deese at the temple ruins, a sacred site, close to the Admiral's house. It was here I prostrated on the temple floor seeking protection and guidance from my spirit guardians and past master. I didn't receive a message, and that is when Deese revealed himself to me. He said he had been watching over me for some time, and he wanted me to return with him to Rebellion HQ, even going so far as to say he wanted for me to rebuild the Jedi Order with him. He hinted at a deeper relationship, but I could not go that route. I tried to get him to leave, and that is when the Admiral contacted me. I tried to tell the Admiral to just go back to the ship, and I would deal with Deese on my own.
Unfortunately, that is when the Admiral confronted Deese. Deese Force pushed me to the side and the confrontation ensued. Deese was clearly enraged and not thinking straight, no matter how much I tried to calm him down. When I thought it was over, I talked to Deese and that is out of the corner of my eye that the Admiral was still pointing his sidearm at Deese. I tried talking the Admiral out of it, but Deese Force pushed me yet again, and was shot. I tried going to him, but the damage was already done. The Admiral tried to talk to me, but I was too far in grief I couldn't hear him. He left back to his house, and that night, I build a funeral pyre and burned Deese's body the way he would have wanted. The sacred temple grounds felt renewed in being used for such a sacred purpose.
Yes, if Deese and I were not Jedi, we would have probably been together. He meant a lot to me, and although I could never say that I loved him (for that is forbidden) I could at least say that I cared very deeply. I ran all of this time because I was running from the reality that I cared that much.
I kept his lightsaber as that is what he would have wanted. And if I would have died in that temple, I would have wanted for him to have taken mine.
I felt so empty and hollow inside, that when I walked back to the Admiral's house, I had a choice. Either go inside and confront him for why he killed my friend, or run. So I took the fighter ship and ran.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Corden Storyline - Bounty Hunter for the Day
Operative Nyx' Journal
I believe the bounty hunter, Corden Maximus, and I completed two bounties today. I can't quite remember because it was a LONG day. I was kind of shocked to see him do his job, but he gets quite aggressive. I guess everyone can't run and hide like I do, there has to be some serious work that gets done. The Kiffar are well-known for their ability to fight, but I'm just not one of those Kiffar-half-breeds. I prefer peace over war, but here I am again apparently attracted to someone else who is willing to make war when necessary. I don't know why this always seems to happen, but I seem to attract those types of men into my life. Luckily, Corden has a soft kink in his armor for me.
But as far as fighting partners are concerned, I think he's pretty darn good. I mean honestly, no one has been able to even get close to me the way he was able to in our sparring match. For the record, the first match was a truce (I went easy on him), and this second match I barely won. I mean, I was practically passed out when he had me in the choke hold. Luckily, I was able to stun him and end the fight. So for the record, it's Nyx 1 and Corden 0 with one draw.
That night, I asked about some scars on his back and he asked if I had any. I explained that I heal them fast so there aren't any. Think about it. If I walked in halfway naked into a mission with tons of scarring, wouldn't it be reason to suspect I'm a warrior? Of course it would be! I explained that it took a long time to heal the scars of the Sith Shock Therapy when I got captured a few cycles ago. Luckily, the scars are gone, but it was brutal. I also explained the whole eye color thing. Here's the quick reference:
I believe the bounty hunter, Corden Maximus, and I completed two bounties today. I can't quite remember because it was a LONG day. I was kind of shocked to see him do his job, but he gets quite aggressive. I guess everyone can't run and hide like I do, there has to be some serious work that gets done. The Kiffar are well-known for their ability to fight, but I'm just not one of those Kiffar-half-breeds. I prefer peace over war, but here I am again apparently attracted to someone else who is willing to make war when necessary. I don't know why this always seems to happen, but I seem to attract those types of men into my life. Luckily, Corden has a soft kink in his armor for me.
But as far as fighting partners are concerned, I think he's pretty darn good. I mean honestly, no one has been able to even get close to me the way he was able to in our sparring match. For the record, the first match was a truce (I went easy on him), and this second match I barely won. I mean, I was practically passed out when he had me in the choke hold. Luckily, I was able to stun him and end the fight. So for the record, it's Nyx 1 and Corden 0 with one draw.
That night, I asked about some scars on his back and he asked if I had any. I explained that I heal them fast so there aren't any. Think about it. If I walked in halfway naked into a mission with tons of scarring, wouldn't it be reason to suspect I'm a warrior? Of course it would be! I explained that it took a long time to heal the scars of the Sith Shock Therapy when I got captured a few cycles ago. Luckily, the scars are gone, but it was brutal. I also explained the whole eye color thing. Here's the quick reference:
- Blue Eyed Nyx: Still me and in control, just feeling the Force
- Red Eyed Nyx: Run the other way! I'm either out-of-control or using a darker ability.
Piett Storyline - The Jedi Deese
Operative Nyx' Journal
I transmitted the report to the Rebellion of the new Imperial fighter plane currently being developed. I am delaying sending all of the pieces to the plan, as I want to delay out my stay on the Executor. I am aware that my former lover, Jedi Knight Mischel Deese (@Jedi_Deese), is pursuing me still. He has moved up in the Rebellion and from some notes I've gathered from Operative EmpChihuahua's reports, he even visits me in my dreams. I left the night Mischel told me he was leaving the Order so we could be together, and I couldn't let him do that. In my soul, I know that the world needs the Jedi Knights, not two Force users trying to live a normal life. And quite frankly, with our abilities, I doubt we would make it far without the Sith pursuing us in some manner, either to kill us or change us. I know he wants to re-create the Order to face the Sith, but I just can't. I would rather face the Sith myself, not take children away from their families to do the deed for me.
I spent the day with the Admiral on Naboo, enjoying a nice picnic by the lake where somehow I passed out. When I awoke, the Admiral seemed very concerned for my well-being. His face looked incredibly stressed.
Later that night, I had a dream of the monestary I spent time in, and fast forward to the moment I left Deese. It was then, that I for some reason saw Firmus in the picture talking to Deese. Deese reaffirmed he visits me in my dreams to be near me, and that he was leaving the Order the same way that the Admiral said he wanted to leave the Empire for me. I don't remember the Admiral ever telling me this, but Deese said it came from a memory of mine. Is this tied to my apparent memory loss?
Regardless, we finished the night watching the sunset and having a quick bite to eat before retiring in his beautiful house.
I transmitted the report to the Rebellion of the new Imperial fighter plane currently being developed. I am delaying sending all of the pieces to the plan, as I want to delay out my stay on the Executor. I am aware that my former lover, Jedi Knight Mischel Deese (@Jedi_Deese), is pursuing me still. He has moved up in the Rebellion and from some notes I've gathered from Operative EmpChihuahua's reports, he even visits me in my dreams. I left the night Mischel told me he was leaving the Order so we could be together, and I couldn't let him do that. In my soul, I know that the world needs the Jedi Knights, not two Force users trying to live a normal life. And quite frankly, with our abilities, I doubt we would make it far without the Sith pursuing us in some manner, either to kill us or change us. I know he wants to re-create the Order to face the Sith, but I just can't. I would rather face the Sith myself, not take children away from their families to do the deed for me.
I spent the day with the Admiral on Naboo, enjoying a nice picnic by the lake where somehow I passed out. When I awoke, the Admiral seemed very concerned for my well-being. His face looked incredibly stressed.
Later that night, I had a dream of the monestary I spent time in, and fast forward to the moment I left Deese. It was then, that I for some reason saw Firmus in the picture talking to Deese. Deese reaffirmed he visits me in my dreams to be near me, and that he was leaving the Order the same way that the Admiral said he wanted to leave the Empire for me. I don't remember the Admiral ever telling me this, but Deese said it came from a memory of mine. Is this tied to my apparent memory loss?
Regardless, we finished the night watching the sunset and having a quick bite to eat before retiring in his beautiful house.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Getting Closer to the Bounty Hunter
Operative Nyx Reporting
(Please note that this is turning into a separate story line that intermingles with the main storyline involving Admiral Piett. Nyx is helping the bounty hunter when she has a break from her day on the Executor)
The bounty hunter, Corden, and I have been getting a bit closer lately. He invited me over to his place, and it was there we decided to spar. I wanted to see his capabilities, in case he is ever sent after me. I know he held back quite a bit, but towards the end, after numerous injuries and mishaps I think I started to see his full capability. We ended the sparring session on a truce, and retired into his abode for the evening. I healed myself and also him, and that was the end of the night.
(Please note that this is turning into a separate story line that intermingles with the main storyline involving Admiral Piett. Nyx is helping the bounty hunter when she has a break from her day on the Executor)
The bounty hunter, Corden, and I have been getting a bit closer lately. He invited me over to his place, and it was there we decided to spar. I wanted to see his capabilities, in case he is ever sent after me. I know he held back quite a bit, but towards the end, after numerous injuries and mishaps I think I started to see his full capability. We ended the sparring session on a truce, and retired into his abode for the evening. I healed myself and also him, and that was the end of the night.
Remembering the Admiral
Operative Nyx Reporting
It seems strange that I can't seem to remember the Admiral at all. He seems patient enough to try to work with me. All I remember is waking up in his bed and him laying there beside me, EmpChihuahua next to me, and falling out. It was kind of strange to not have any recollection of anything, and then to be in your bosses' bed! None the less, I tried to remain professional, and we ended up going on vacation to his house in Naboo. It was in the ride to Naboo that my charms were not working, and he told me that I had had my memories locked. I explained that only happens when operatives are compromised, and he said that that is the reason that my memories were locked so that I could stay on the mission.
And that's when my world came crashing down. I still held my reservations but went along with the trip. A part of me felt the need to connect with the Admiral on a non-professional level, it is something I can't quite explain. And a part of me held reservations that he was Imperial and I was a Rebel.
We landed on Naboo and after a quick refreshing shower, I explored his property. It was there I discovered a target that only I would have made and a healed over wound in a tree. I know that only I would have taken the time out of my day to heal a tree's spirit. That is when I knew I had already been there and the Admiral wasn't lying to me. I did have my memories removed.
After a shopping trip and a quick bite to eat, he took me to a temple. Somehow I ended up fainting, and when I came to, he simply said that he triggered a memory. Somehow he has managed to get into my mind and recover some memories, and I take it this was the second one. Recovering memories takes time, and as far as I can tell, two have been recovered according to what he tells me. I do not know how many are still outstanding, but I wonder if recovering them will change anything in the present.
It seems strange that I can't seem to remember the Admiral at all. He seems patient enough to try to work with me. All I remember is waking up in his bed and him laying there beside me, EmpChihuahua next to me, and falling out. It was kind of strange to not have any recollection of anything, and then to be in your bosses' bed! None the less, I tried to remain professional, and we ended up going on vacation to his house in Naboo. It was in the ride to Naboo that my charms were not working, and he told me that I had had my memories locked. I explained that only happens when operatives are compromised, and he said that that is the reason that my memories were locked so that I could stay on the mission.
And that's when my world came crashing down. I still held my reservations but went along with the trip. A part of me felt the need to connect with the Admiral on a non-professional level, it is something I can't quite explain. And a part of me held reservations that he was Imperial and I was a Rebel.
We landed on Naboo and after a quick refreshing shower, I explored his property. It was there I discovered a target that only I would have made and a healed over wound in a tree. I know that only I would have taken the time out of my day to heal a tree's spirit. That is when I knew I had already been there and the Admiral wasn't lying to me. I did have my memories removed.
After a shopping trip and a quick bite to eat, he took me to a temple. Somehow I ended up fainting, and when I came to, he simply said that he triggered a memory. Somehow he has managed to get into my mind and recover some memories, and I take it this was the second one. Recovering memories takes time, and as far as I can tell, two have been recovered according to what he tells me. I do not know how many are still outstanding, but I wonder if recovering them will change anything in the present.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
The Bounty Hunter
Operative Nyx Reporting
The bounty hunter requested my help on an extraction mission aboard an Imperial ship. I completed the standard espionage fare and even knocked two Sith "interns" unconscious. The Bounty Hunter managed to grab his bounty and with a bit of explosive fanfare, we made it out alive. My doppleganger proved very useful and was gathering information about his ship while we were in hyperspace, but unfortunately, he shut all doors on her (which is really me, but I refer to it as a "her"). Suffice it to say, we had time to relax.
And that's when things got a bit, how would you say, intense. We shared a moment together and as soon as it had started it ended.
He returned me to my ship and that was the end of that.
The bounty hunter requested my help on an extraction mission aboard an Imperial ship. I completed the standard espionage fare and even knocked two Sith "interns" unconscious. The Bounty Hunter managed to grab his bounty and with a bit of explosive fanfare, we made it out alive. My doppleganger proved very useful and was gathering information about his ship while we were in hyperspace, but unfortunately, he shut all doors on her (which is really me, but I refer to it as a "her"). Suffice it to say, we had time to relax.
And that's when things got a bit, how would you say, intense. We shared a moment together and as soon as it had started it ended.
He returned me to my ship and that was the end of that.
Unlocking Nyx' Memories
Operative EmpChihuahua Reporting
Operative Nyx went into a psychic lock yesterday because one of her locked memories were triggered by the Admiral. I told him to stay away from her, but the guy is so karkin' stubborn. I called on the help of Nij'uan again, and he performed the dream merge for the Admiral to enter the dream space. I do not know the details of what was there, but the Admiral mentioned seeing some of the spirit guides that live in the dream world, and a shadowy Jedi figure. The Jedi figure worries me. I know who it is, and he intends to recall Nyx from the mission and return her to Rebellion HQ. Unfortunately, I believe his intentions are purely selfish, thus the reason he is haunting her mind space when she is caught in the dream world.
The Admiral managed to return one memory. I don't know which one, but Nyx will not be able to retreive it consciously until she sleeps next. At that time, she will re-experience the memory, but think of it as a dream. When a few more memories are accurately retreived, her memory will be fully restored. What this means for her career in the Rebellion is unknown as her Jedi will know she is compromised. I do not know if this is the reason for the original attack on the Executor. He never came forward at the debriefing meeting and admitted it was an extraction mission, but I can only conclude at this point that it was.
Operative Nyx went into a psychic lock yesterday because one of her locked memories were triggered by the Admiral. I told him to stay away from her, but the guy is so karkin' stubborn. I called on the help of Nij'uan again, and he performed the dream merge for the Admiral to enter the dream space. I do not know the details of what was there, but the Admiral mentioned seeing some of the spirit guides that live in the dream world, and a shadowy Jedi figure. The Jedi figure worries me. I know who it is, and he intends to recall Nyx from the mission and return her to Rebellion HQ. Unfortunately, I believe his intentions are purely selfish, thus the reason he is haunting her mind space when she is caught in the dream world.
The Admiral managed to return one memory. I don't know which one, but Nyx will not be able to retreive it consciously until she sleeps next. At that time, she will re-experience the memory, but think of it as a dream. When a few more memories are accurately retreived, her memory will be fully restored. What this means for her career in the Rebellion is unknown as her Jedi will know she is compromised. I do not know if this is the reason for the original attack on the Executor. He never came forward at the debriefing meeting and admitted it was an extraction mission, but I can only conclude at this point that it was.
Monday, December 6, 2010
A Day With The Sith
Operative Nyx' Journal
I was sent on an assignment to track the Sith Lord, Lord Starkiller and possibly make contact with someone with immense Sith/Imperial killing abilities. I snuck abord Starkiller's ship, APEX, and began listening in on their conversations through the air vents. I so hate using that technique because the vents are always icicle cold, but I was able to hear a name or two. There were three Sith Lords there, and I had a feeling all three knew I was there. Very uncomfortable feeling, I assure you.
It was through the comm system that I heard a voice that sounded vaguely familiar. It's like I knew it, but yet I didn't. I snuck down to the engine room and planted engine disabling devices just when the ship was unloading it's passengers for what was a battle of the bugs and beasts. I have no idea why we were there, but I quickly changed into one of their uniforms and that's when I heard the voice again over the intercom. The calls on the comms were desperate, and I couldn't bare to think someone I might have known died on that battlefield. I rushed down to see the carnage, and lo and behold, there was a Mandolorian bounty hunter that looked familiar. I climbed to a tree top, and that's when he contacted me via a psychic link.
He knew me. I didn't know him. It was then a beast rushed towards him, and I jumped down and activated my lightsaber. I think I saved him. Then he turned and saved me. And finally again, I saved him again. Supposedly, he says we are even but I only counted three saves so, I'm not too sure about that. Anyways, we retreated to the shuttle with the remaining troops and boarded the Apex. It was there one of the Sith lords was hurting badly, so I healed her while the bounty hunter watched over me. I feel compassion for all beings, even my enemies, and luckily the bounty hunter was there to keep an eye out. Not wanting to return hatred for kindness, I gave Starkiller the deactivated spheres which would have signaled the engine disabling bombs to go off should I have needed them. Starkiller said that if he ever catches me sneaking around on his ships again, he will confront me. And to that, I told him to bring it on. (Luckily I was stepping onto the bounty hunter's ship just then, so yeah, my butt got saved!)
The bounty hunter then revealed he had my other soul star gem. I checked my pouch, and indeed one of them was missing. I don't know what happened or how he got it, but a feeling tells me a lot happened the past couple of weeks. He knew who I was. He had my soul gem. He had a psychic link. And I am utterly confused. Irregardless, he did let me bathe in his ships' shower to get the stinging bug guts off of my body and gave me clean linens. I write this as I fall asleep waiting to be returned to the Executor.
I did offer that whenever he's got a mission to take me along. I get so bored writing reports all day. I'm not cut out for observational missions at all, and luckily, I have a few friends willing to take me along. Will transmit this report with my observations of the day to the Rebellion files. Unable to locate the perpetuated Sith/Imperial killer. And I was able to leave a comm link in the air vent above the bridge/cockpit of the Apex, so suffice it to say, I will be listening.
I was sent on an assignment to track the Sith Lord, Lord Starkiller and possibly make contact with someone with immense Sith/Imperial killing abilities. I snuck abord Starkiller's ship, APEX, and began listening in on their conversations through the air vents. I so hate using that technique because the vents are always icicle cold, but I was able to hear a name or two. There were three Sith Lords there, and I had a feeling all three knew I was there. Very uncomfortable feeling, I assure you.
It was through the comm system that I heard a voice that sounded vaguely familiar. It's like I knew it, but yet I didn't. I snuck down to the engine room and planted engine disabling devices just when the ship was unloading it's passengers for what was a battle of the bugs and beasts. I have no idea why we were there, but I quickly changed into one of their uniforms and that's when I heard the voice again over the intercom. The calls on the comms were desperate, and I couldn't bare to think someone I might have known died on that battlefield. I rushed down to see the carnage, and lo and behold, there was a Mandolorian bounty hunter that looked familiar. I climbed to a tree top, and that's when he contacted me via a psychic link.
He knew me. I didn't know him. It was then a beast rushed towards him, and I jumped down and activated my lightsaber. I think I saved him. Then he turned and saved me. And finally again, I saved him again. Supposedly, he says we are even but I only counted three saves so, I'm not too sure about that. Anyways, we retreated to the shuttle with the remaining troops and boarded the Apex. It was there one of the Sith lords was hurting badly, so I healed her while the bounty hunter watched over me. I feel compassion for all beings, even my enemies, and luckily the bounty hunter was there to keep an eye out. Not wanting to return hatred for kindness, I gave Starkiller the deactivated spheres which would have signaled the engine disabling bombs to go off should I have needed them. Starkiller said that if he ever catches me sneaking around on his ships again, he will confront me. And to that, I told him to bring it on. (Luckily I was stepping onto the bounty hunter's ship just then, so yeah, my butt got saved!)
The bounty hunter then revealed he had my other soul star gem. I checked my pouch, and indeed one of them was missing. I don't know what happened or how he got it, but a feeling tells me a lot happened the past couple of weeks. He knew who I was. He had my soul gem. He had a psychic link. And I am utterly confused. Irregardless, he did let me bathe in his ships' shower to get the stinging bug guts off of my body and gave me clean linens. I write this as I fall asleep waiting to be returned to the Executor.
I did offer that whenever he's got a mission to take me along. I get so bored writing reports all day. I'm not cut out for observational missions at all, and luckily, I have a few friends willing to take me along. Will transmit this report with my observations of the day to the Rebellion files. Unable to locate the perpetuated Sith/Imperial killer. And I was able to leave a comm link in the air vent above the bridge/cockpit of the Apex, so suffice it to say, I will be listening.
Day 1 (or is it 20?)
Operative Nyx' Journal
It's been a bit strange lately. I can't seem to recall the past couple of weeks, but Emp keeps telling me that I somehow got knocked unconscious and must be suffering from amnesia. I started my duties like I believe I have been, by greeting the Admiral and trying to make small talk. He seemed a bit stressed when he saw me, even paling (if that's possible) when I knocked on his door. He's so aloof, it's strange. I've never felt a desire to connect to someone and an ocean of emotional distance. I do not know what to make of it. I wonder if something happened during that few week period that caused him to be so emotionally distant and shut down.
Later today I met in the garden with Lt. Walker and he had me touch his hand. I saw images of his childhood, Tattooine, and his many accomplishments. But for some reason I could not see anything past a few weeks ago. It is strange how both my own memories and scanning his brought up nothing for the past few weeks. Did I really get knocked unconscious? I do not know. What is worse is all of my journal entries and reports are missing from the past few weeks. This doesn't make any sense. It is as if all record of my life for the past few weeks are missing.
But returning to the topic. There is an air of sadness though around the Admiral. He avoids my eyes and seems to radiate sadness when I am around. I am conflicted. What exactly happened? Did I say something? Well, I know I tend to have a mouth on me and I can't exactly hold back my feelings. But did I do something? I don't even know why I am so wrapped up in his feelings. Why would I care what a karkin' Imperial thinks of me? They are a dime a dozen, aren't they? I am confused and it just makes it worse I am in this boring assignment to simply observe. I am feeling so pent up, I just want to blow something up. I already can't wait to gather the data I need and bail this ship. It wreaks of Imperialism.
It's been a bit strange lately. I can't seem to recall the past couple of weeks, but Emp keeps telling me that I somehow got knocked unconscious and must be suffering from amnesia. I started my duties like I believe I have been, by greeting the Admiral and trying to make small talk. He seemed a bit stressed when he saw me, even paling (if that's possible) when I knocked on his door. He's so aloof, it's strange. I've never felt a desire to connect to someone and an ocean of emotional distance. I do not know what to make of it. I wonder if something happened during that few week period that caused him to be so emotionally distant and shut down.
Later today I met in the garden with Lt. Walker and he had me touch his hand. I saw images of his childhood, Tattooine, and his many accomplishments. But for some reason I could not see anything past a few weeks ago. It is strange how both my own memories and scanning his brought up nothing for the past few weeks. Did I really get knocked unconscious? I do not know. What is worse is all of my journal entries and reports are missing from the past few weeks. This doesn't make any sense. It is as if all record of my life for the past few weeks are missing.
But returning to the topic. There is an air of sadness though around the Admiral. He avoids my eyes and seems to radiate sadness when I am around. I am conflicted. What exactly happened? Did I say something? Well, I know I tend to have a mouth on me and I can't exactly hold back my feelings. But did I do something? I don't even know why I am so wrapped up in his feelings. Why would I care what a karkin' Imperial thinks of me? They are a dime a dozen, aren't they? I am confused and it just makes it worse I am in this boring assignment to simply observe. I am feeling so pent up, I just want to blow something up. I already can't wait to gather the data I need and bail this ship. It wreaks of Imperialism.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
The Price of Love
Operative EmpChihuahua Reporting
Operative Nyx spent too much time in the dream world today attempting to help a Sith assassin that continually attempts to bother her, and in doing so, left herself exposed to be psychically scanned. The Rebellion found out about her memories of the Admiral, Bryce, the bounty hunter, and the Assassin and found her to be compromised at the highest level. Operative Nyx is a very high ranking spy, with intelligence that only the highest levels of the Rebellion are privy to, and they wanted to relocate her but I offered to have her memories erased. It makes no sense because those she interacted with know who she is, but in doing this, she will be able to still be around her friends (albeit she won't recognize them at all). When an operative is compromised to where their heart is completely open (as is the case with the Admiral), they are willing to say anything to their beloved. Operative Nyx will now see all Empire as enemies and continue in her mission. Luckily, only the Admiral, Bryce, the bounty hunter, and the Assassin are aware of her true identity. This will allow her to resume her espionage duties for the time being.
The procedure was performed by Nij'uan, a highly skilled Kiffar who was able to send a doppleganger to the small Rebel moon outpost nearby. He uploaded the report that he did not find anything of concern in her memory banks, thus the Rebellion no longer believes she has been compromised. But he still completed the memory "lock-down" procedure at my request so that if she is scanned again, nothing can be found on her. But I am afraid the one who scanned her memory knows the truth, and will fight aggressively to bring her back home. Luckily, Nij'uan is such a respected Rebel ally that his word overrode all previous reports on her.
She rests on the bed in front of me. I am afraid that if any one of her previous memories are unintentionally or intentionally sparked, she will experience severe headaches and require medical attention. This is the price that compromised operatives pay for their desire to love the enemy. Israfil, Nyx previous partner, also had the same fate when she developed a relationship with one of her Empire contacts. Suffice it to say, Israfil underwent the procedure and the relationship ended. Israfil was able to complete several more missions prior to being killed by the Emporer. As for her Empire contact, not much is known about what happened to him.
As a side note, the procedure isn't well-known because it involves possibly breaking down the psychological barriers of the operative. Only strong-minded operatives are offered the choice, but the price they pay is quite extreme. I sent text messages to the Admiral, but I do not know if he is even aware of the issue. To my knowledge, he is still asleep.
Operative Nyx spent too much time in the dream world today attempting to help a Sith assassin that continually attempts to bother her, and in doing so, left herself exposed to be psychically scanned. The Rebellion found out about her memories of the Admiral, Bryce, the bounty hunter, and the Assassin and found her to be compromised at the highest level. Operative Nyx is a very high ranking spy, with intelligence that only the highest levels of the Rebellion are privy to, and they wanted to relocate her but I offered to have her memories erased. It makes no sense because those she interacted with know who she is, but in doing this, she will be able to still be around her friends (albeit she won't recognize them at all). When an operative is compromised to where their heart is completely open (as is the case with the Admiral), they are willing to say anything to their beloved. Operative Nyx will now see all Empire as enemies and continue in her mission. Luckily, only the Admiral, Bryce, the bounty hunter, and the Assassin are aware of her true identity. This will allow her to resume her espionage duties for the time being.
The procedure was performed by Nij'uan, a highly skilled Kiffar who was able to send a doppleganger to the small Rebel moon outpost nearby. He uploaded the report that he did not find anything of concern in her memory banks, thus the Rebellion no longer believes she has been compromised. But he still completed the memory "lock-down" procedure at my request so that if she is scanned again, nothing can be found on her. But I am afraid the one who scanned her memory knows the truth, and will fight aggressively to bring her back home. Luckily, Nij'uan is such a respected Rebel ally that his word overrode all previous reports on her.
She rests on the bed in front of me. I am afraid that if any one of her previous memories are unintentionally or intentionally sparked, she will experience severe headaches and require medical attention. This is the price that compromised operatives pay for their desire to love the enemy. Israfil, Nyx previous partner, also had the same fate when she developed a relationship with one of her Empire contacts. Suffice it to say, Israfil underwent the procedure and the relationship ended. Israfil was able to complete several more missions prior to being killed by the Emporer. As for her Empire contact, not much is known about what happened to him.
As a side note, the procedure isn't well-known because it involves possibly breaking down the psychological barriers of the operative. Only strong-minded operatives are offered the choice, but the price they pay is quite extreme. I sent text messages to the Admiral, but I do not know if he is even aware of the issue. To my knowledge, he is still asleep.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
The Rebel's Secret
Operative EmpChihuahua's Journal
I fear that Operative Nyx has been compromised at the highest level. It happens to the best of us. I tried to get her to think about her actions, but I think at this point, she is considering leaving the Rebellion for a life of serenity. But the war will never end. If it doesn't, then even her precious Naboo will be in trouble.
I miss her though. Wicket cries at night for her. But I have been maintaining my cover and gathering data.
I hid her secret at the debriefing meetings I had at Rebellion HQ. If they find out, she will be immediately recalled. If she is, she will face one of two choices. Either she leaves the mission and will most likely never be stationed on the Executor again, or she will have to undergo a memory erasure. It's kind of a misnaming, but essentially all memories from this last mission will be locked and inaccessible consciously. She will return to the ship as if it were her first day. It is said to be forgotten is worse than death. I don't know how this will affect the Admiral, but to think he will be forgotten may be a certain death sentence. But to protect him, knowing Nyx, she would do this.
I hide her secret because I know she will be torn having to make this decision.
I fear that Operative Nyx has been compromised at the highest level. It happens to the best of us. I tried to get her to think about her actions, but I think at this point, she is considering leaving the Rebellion for a life of serenity. But the war will never end. If it doesn't, then even her precious Naboo will be in trouble.
I miss her though. Wicket cries at night for her. But I have been maintaining my cover and gathering data.
I hid her secret at the debriefing meetings I had at Rebellion HQ. If they find out, she will be immediately recalled. If she is, she will face one of two choices. Either she leaves the mission and will most likely never be stationed on the Executor again, or she will have to undergo a memory erasure. It's kind of a misnaming, but essentially all memories from this last mission will be locked and inaccessible consciously. She will return to the ship as if it were her first day. It is said to be forgotten is worse than death. I don't know how this will affect the Admiral, but to think he will be forgotten may be a certain death sentence. But to protect him, knowing Nyx, she would do this.
I hide her secret because I know she will be torn having to make this decision.
Friday, December 3, 2010
The Heart Joining Ritual
Operative Nyx' Journal
The serenity and beauty of Naboo opened my heart to what I have wanted so much. I wanted someone to be there with me, to love me, and I think I found him. I tricked Firmus into going with me to an energy epicenter located in a few ruins near his house. I felt the energy there was strong and loving, even if the ruins themselves had not been used in quite some time. None the less, when I am on Naboo, I will be visiting these ruins quite frequently to say prayers, meditations, and journey to the dream world.
It was at these ruins that I performed the heart joining ritual, which connects us forever in our two hearts. It is a sacred ritual which reaffirms my love for him, and his love for me. The prayer specifically being:
"Oh Holy Guardian, hear my prayers, and take us from darkness into light."
The serenity and beauty of Naboo opened my heart to what I have wanted so much. I wanted someone to be there with me, to love me, and I think I found him. I tricked Firmus into going with me to an energy epicenter located in a few ruins near his house. I felt the energy there was strong and loving, even if the ruins themselves had not been used in quite some time. None the less, when I am on Naboo, I will be visiting these ruins quite frequently to say prayers, meditations, and journey to the dream world.
It was at these ruins that I performed the heart joining ritual, which connects us forever in our two hearts. It is a sacred ritual which reaffirms my love for him, and his love for me. The prayer specifically being:
"Oh Holy Guardian, hear my prayers, and take us from darkness into light."
The Day Away
Operative Nyx' Journal
I see such a different side to the Admiral now that he is away from the ship. He is relaxed, carefree, and very sensitive. This is contrary to what was listed in both the Rebellion and Empire personnel files, that portrayed him as rather cut-throat and narcissistic. Sometimes I question if I should believe what others tell me, or trust my own judgements.
We had a wonderful normal day of shopping and eating at a small cafe near his home in Naboo. I wonder if this is what life is like on the outside, when people don't have to think about wars or protecting others. Just a carefree life of peace and serenity. He says he wants to retire on Naboo. I told him Rebellion spies don't retire, we just kind of vanish without a trace. He asked me if he would ever lose me, and I told him only if he were dishonest in any way or if I needed to protect his life. I am enjoying this feeling of relaxation and it is as if all of my cares are falling away when I am beside him.
I have to admit though, there is a large age difference between us. I have yet to even address the issue with him. He has mentioned marriage on several occasions, but he has not mentioned starting a family. I think if this were to come up, I would have to completely change my identity and possibly leave the Rebellion. I couldn't bear to put the children in jeopardy. A part of me cannot leave behind the life I have lead, but another aspect hates losing friends the way I have over the years. Maybe I can enter a life of politics instead? But I doubt that is any safer than espionage!
I see such a different side to the Admiral now that he is away from the ship. He is relaxed, carefree, and very sensitive. This is contrary to what was listed in both the Rebellion and Empire personnel files, that portrayed him as rather cut-throat and narcissistic. Sometimes I question if I should believe what others tell me, or trust my own judgements.
We had a wonderful normal day of shopping and eating at a small cafe near his home in Naboo. I wonder if this is what life is like on the outside, when people don't have to think about wars or protecting others. Just a carefree life of peace and serenity. He says he wants to retire on Naboo. I told him Rebellion spies don't retire, we just kind of vanish without a trace. He asked me if he would ever lose me, and I told him only if he were dishonest in any way or if I needed to protect his life. I am enjoying this feeling of relaxation and it is as if all of my cares are falling away when I am beside him.
I have to admit though, there is a large age difference between us. I have yet to even address the issue with him. He has mentioned marriage on several occasions, but he has not mentioned starting a family. I think if this were to come up, I would have to completely change my identity and possibly leave the Rebellion. I couldn't bear to put the children in jeopardy. A part of me cannot leave behind the life I have lead, but another aspect hates losing friends the way I have over the years. Maybe I can enter a life of politics instead? But I doubt that is any safer than espionage!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Finally, freedom!
Operative Nyx' Journal
After a morning of blah-blah-blah paperwork, the Admiral snuck into my office and we shared a bit of an afternoon delight. He surprised me with a beautiful red dress and roses in my quarters and invited me to the observation deck for dancing. I think I stumped him when I asked if he knew of all of my accomplishments, but then he mentioned two. The last one was hard to talk about, because it was the mission in which my partner, Israfil, was killed by the Emporer. We were sent on an assassination mission and Israfil was going to do the deed. She got too close, and I think he sensed we were there, thus turning it into a trap. We ran to escape, but Israfil got caught. She was brought before the Emporer who tortured her. She begged me to kill her through our psychic link, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I tried to rescue her, but I think that is what he wanted. He killed her right as I was about to try to save her. He wanted me to see her in her final moments being electrocuted to death.
It was then he explained he was sick of the Emporer and wanted to help me end him. But I explained the only way to the Emporer was through Darth Vader. He claimed his loyalty was waning for Vader, at which time I told him to believe in Vader because I sensed some good in him. I support the Admiral staying within the Empire, because he has more power and control over their affairs than if he were outside.
But during the discussion, I got one of those "wild Rebellious moments" where I grabbed his hand and ran into the elevator, pushing any button. Wherever we arrived, we were going to do something spontaneous! That's one thing about Rebels, we know how ot have some fun! We ended up in the hangar and we stole a plane. Spontaneously, we took off for his home in Naboo. Finally, a vacation!!! Luckily it was the same plane I stole the night before so my bag was still under the passenger seat. With a couple quick modifications on my handheld computer, his request for a vacation was complete and the plane was authorized to be taken off the ship.
Now, onto Naboo!
After a morning of blah-blah-blah paperwork, the Admiral snuck into my office and we shared a bit of an afternoon delight. He surprised me with a beautiful red dress and roses in my quarters and invited me to the observation deck for dancing. I think I stumped him when I asked if he knew of all of my accomplishments, but then he mentioned two. The last one was hard to talk about, because it was the mission in which my partner, Israfil, was killed by the Emporer. We were sent on an assassination mission and Israfil was going to do the deed. She got too close, and I think he sensed we were there, thus turning it into a trap. We ran to escape, but Israfil got caught. She was brought before the Emporer who tortured her. She begged me to kill her through our psychic link, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I tried to rescue her, but I think that is what he wanted. He killed her right as I was about to try to save her. He wanted me to see her in her final moments being electrocuted to death.
It was then he explained he was sick of the Emporer and wanted to help me end him. But I explained the only way to the Emporer was through Darth Vader. He claimed his loyalty was waning for Vader, at which time I told him to believe in Vader because I sensed some good in him. I support the Admiral staying within the Empire, because he has more power and control over their affairs than if he were outside.
But during the discussion, I got one of those "wild Rebellious moments" where I grabbed his hand and ran into the elevator, pushing any button. Wherever we arrived, we were going to do something spontaneous! That's one thing about Rebels, we know how ot have some fun! We ended up in the hangar and we stole a plane. Spontaneously, we took off for his home in Naboo. Finally, a vacation!!! Luckily it was the same plane I stole the night before so my bag was still under the passenger seat. With a couple quick modifications on my handheld computer, his request for a vacation was complete and the plane was authorized to be taken off the ship.
Now, onto Naboo!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
The Brokenhearted
Operative Nyx' Journal
The day started off normal, except the Sith Assassin whom I thought had died was actually alive and being hunted by the Empire on Corsucant. I couldn't stand him being hurt so I sent my psychic clone (e.g., doppleganger) to help him and get him to safety. The clone bandaged his wounds and it was in the course of their travel to his Ebon Hawk ship, that she confronted him if he felt something deep for her and that was his reason for hunting her down so much. He denied it, but the truth was apparent. None the less, he became a bit hostile when she said my heart belonged to the Admiral, and he abruptly left the ship when it landed.
And then the hunt for my looking for my two dogs. They hadn't returned my telepathic communication all day until finally, Emporer Chihuahua relayed a message that he has been debriefing ever since the attack. He said he and Wicket were on their way back via medical supply transport ship, and they had a special gift for me from the Rebellion, specifically from HIM. HE had taken over the duties of the Rebel spy squad and I was told by Emp that I was demoted from the official ranking officer on the mission. My objective from that point was only to gather intelligence. This decision was made by HIM in order to protect me from harm.
The Admiral got side tracked when they were supposed to meet, and thus I left to meet her dogs on the medical transport ship. This of course, reaffirmed that I was not important in his life, and I took it to heart.
The medical transport ship was intercepted by Lt. Bryce Walker who confiscated the Rebellion goods and stunned my two dogs. We returned to my quarters and I eventually was honest with him about my history and years of service. He said one of my code names, Carbonite, he was familiar with and he actually was hunting me down at some point. Yes, those were the good ol' days! I have gone by so many code names, they change with each mission, that I can hardly remember them. And then, the Empire simply assigns me one when they can't figure out what my code name is for that mission. Anyways, I confronted Lt. Walker if he was trustworthy and asked him to return my psyblade that he stole from the gift box from the Rebellion. He reluctantly did and I performed the joining ritual of the two halves of the blade, forming the famed psychic fighting staff, the Kali Yuga. The Kali Yuga is a prized weapon that was one of those stereotypical "too powerful to be owned by one person" types of deals, thus hunting down the two pieces of it was extremely time intensive. But it seemed Lt. Walker had other things in mind. As I was enjoying my new found "toy" it turned out that the Lt. wanted something a bit more. I was completely sidetracked and it was then that the Admiral contacted me via my psychic link.
And then Pandora's box opened.
Lt. Bryce Walker revealed his true feelings, and right as the Admiral was walking in, Bryce was walking out, and there was an exchange of some words. Bryce confronted the Admiral for not telling him about me, and the Admiral said he didn't think it meant anything when Bryce mentioned my name. I was so upset that I had to leave, and ended up blowing up disks in the training room. Unfortunately, one disk had a bit too much explosive putty underneath it and sent me flying, and caused some damage. Then I stole one of the fighter jets to go shoot some targets for a while, and of course, got a stern look from the tower control center when I returned. When I got back to my quarters, the dogs were still knocked out and the Admiral was there. I confronted him about ignoring me, and he apologized. It's just not me though. I am not one of those women that can tolerate her man being away from her (mentally or physically) all the time. I need a companion, and it drives me nuts when his mind is elsewhere.
But Lt. Walker requested 3 days' leave which was granted. He plans to return to Tatooine, and I feel as it if is my fault.
The day started off normal, except the Sith Assassin whom I thought had died was actually alive and being hunted by the Empire on Corsucant. I couldn't stand him being hurt so I sent my psychic clone (e.g., doppleganger) to help him and get him to safety. The clone bandaged his wounds and it was in the course of their travel to his Ebon Hawk ship, that she confronted him if he felt something deep for her and that was his reason for hunting her down so much. He denied it, but the truth was apparent. None the less, he became a bit hostile when she said my heart belonged to the Admiral, and he abruptly left the ship when it landed.
And then the hunt for my looking for my two dogs. They hadn't returned my telepathic communication all day until finally, Emporer Chihuahua relayed a message that he has been debriefing ever since the attack. He said he and Wicket were on their way back via medical supply transport ship, and they had a special gift for me from the Rebellion, specifically from HIM. HE had taken over the duties of the Rebel spy squad and I was told by Emp that I was demoted from the official ranking officer on the mission. My objective from that point was only to gather intelligence. This decision was made by HIM in order to protect me from harm.
The Admiral got side tracked when they were supposed to meet, and thus I left to meet her dogs on the medical transport ship. This of course, reaffirmed that I was not important in his life, and I took it to heart.
The medical transport ship was intercepted by Lt. Bryce Walker who confiscated the Rebellion goods and stunned my two dogs. We returned to my quarters and I eventually was honest with him about my history and years of service. He said one of my code names, Carbonite, he was familiar with and he actually was hunting me down at some point. Yes, those were the good ol' days! I have gone by so many code names, they change with each mission, that I can hardly remember them. And then, the Empire simply assigns me one when they can't figure out what my code name is for that mission. Anyways, I confronted Lt. Walker if he was trustworthy and asked him to return my psyblade that he stole from the gift box from the Rebellion. He reluctantly did and I performed the joining ritual of the two halves of the blade, forming the famed psychic fighting staff, the Kali Yuga. The Kali Yuga is a prized weapon that was one of those stereotypical "too powerful to be owned by one person" types of deals, thus hunting down the two pieces of it was extremely time intensive. But it seemed Lt. Walker had other things in mind. As I was enjoying my new found "toy" it turned out that the Lt. wanted something a bit more. I was completely sidetracked and it was then that the Admiral contacted me via my psychic link.
And then Pandora's box opened.
Lt. Bryce Walker revealed his true feelings, and right as the Admiral was walking in, Bryce was walking out, and there was an exchange of some words. Bryce confronted the Admiral for not telling him about me, and the Admiral said he didn't think it meant anything when Bryce mentioned my name. I was so upset that I had to leave, and ended up blowing up disks in the training room. Unfortunately, one disk had a bit too much explosive putty underneath it and sent me flying, and caused some damage. Then I stole one of the fighter jets to go shoot some targets for a while, and of course, got a stern look from the tower control center when I returned. When I got back to my quarters, the dogs were still knocked out and the Admiral was there. I confronted him about ignoring me, and he apologized. It's just not me though. I am not one of those women that can tolerate her man being away from her (mentally or physically) all the time. I need a companion, and it drives me nuts when his mind is elsewhere.
But Lt. Walker requested 3 days' leave which was granted. He plans to return to Tatooine, and I feel as it if is my fault.
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