Seraphic Phenyx Reporting
I have been working for the Admiral (@Admiral_Stryker) for several months now, and he seems to have shown a strong interest in me. It wasn't until last night that I realized to the extent that he was interested. It appears that he has been interested since before when I was Captain Tanner's assistant. I remember seeing Stryker around, but I guess I never paid much attention. He says that taking the helm of the Imperial fleet has given him some sort of different perspective and he finally confessed his feelings for me. Well, I think the wine he had been drinking also helped loosen his lips.
However, I am trying to maintain my professionalism and keep in mind that I am a Rebellion spy.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Izomeri's Storyline - Fee Fi Foe Fum!
Izomeri's Journal
Wha' can ah say? Ah'm completely in love wit' this one clone by da name of Fi (@Fi_8015). Smitten', yea? Anyways, he an' ah are pretty close. Ah really think he is someone special tha' ah would like ta' get to know more. We've both been pretty busy lately, but we sometimes find the time to hang wit' each otha'. He means ah lot tah meh. Ah don't know how tah say it any differently den dat, yea? Anyways, work is tha' same as usual. Catch bounty. Turn in bounty. Get creds.
Well, jus' wanna write in dis thing else ya know, kind of defeats the purpose of maintainin' ah journal, ya?
Wha' can ah say? Ah'm completely in love wit' this one clone by da name of Fi (@Fi_8015). Smitten', yea? Anyways, he an' ah are pretty close. Ah really think he is someone special tha' ah would like ta' get to know more. We've both been pretty busy lately, but we sometimes find the time to hang wit' each otha'. He means ah lot tah meh. Ah don't know how tah say it any differently den dat, yea? Anyways, work is tha' same as usual. Catch bounty. Turn in bounty. Get creds.
Well, jus' wanna write in dis thing else ya know, kind of defeats the purpose of maintainin' ah journal, ya?
Corden's Storyline - New Friends
Sandalphon Maximus' Private Journal
Where would we be, if not for our friends? My husband (@Corden_Maximus) and I have found our friendship and family circles steadily increasing. And we both feel incredibly blessed. It is hard to remember those blessings in the hub-ub of the day, and often I find myself irritated at things that aren't going well and letting those feelings cloud the good ones.
But recently, we have found our relationships with others has grown immensely. In the cold and dark recesses of space, I have found the warmth of other spirits. I never felt this before. I have always been alone in my travels and missions, but to finally relax, sit back, and enjoy the company of like-minded beings has been an eye-opener. My husband is better at relaxing than I am, I admit, and I guess a part of his laid-back lifestyle is starting to rub off on me.
We recently adopted Joseph Malik (@_JMalik) into Clan Maximus. The ad'ika is quite energetic, but very sweet and gentle all the same. I can see how my husband adores him like his own son, which at this time, we both consider him ours.
Our dear friend Boss (@RC_Boss) married his girlfriend (@Tracyn_) and extended our friendship circle as well.
We met a very sweet woman by the name of Arien (@Arienh) who is with a Republic Clone (@Darman1136).
And there are others, of course, that we have grown fond of. My husband tells me of the recent adventures of Sev (@Delta_Sev) and Scorch (@62Scorch) have been instrumental in infiltrating the Kyrt'sad.
Without friends, our lives feel incomplete. That is what I have come to realize since leaving the Rebellion to take up my husband's cause. Without my daughter and husband, my life was expendable. But now, I have a reason to continue fighting, but this time, I promise not to get myself captured.
Where would we be, if not for our friends? My husband (@Corden_Maximus) and I have found our friendship and family circles steadily increasing. And we both feel incredibly blessed. It is hard to remember those blessings in the hub-ub of the day, and often I find myself irritated at things that aren't going well and letting those feelings cloud the good ones.
But recently, we have found our relationships with others has grown immensely. In the cold and dark recesses of space, I have found the warmth of other spirits. I never felt this before. I have always been alone in my travels and missions, but to finally relax, sit back, and enjoy the company of like-minded beings has been an eye-opener. My husband is better at relaxing than I am, I admit, and I guess a part of his laid-back lifestyle is starting to rub off on me.
We recently adopted Joseph Malik (@_JMalik) into Clan Maximus. The ad'ika is quite energetic, but very sweet and gentle all the same. I can see how my husband adores him like his own son, which at this time, we both consider him ours.
Our dear friend Boss (@RC_Boss) married his girlfriend (@Tracyn_) and extended our friendship circle as well.
We met a very sweet woman by the name of Arien (@Arienh) who is with a Republic Clone (@Darman1136).
And there are others, of course, that we have grown fond of. My husband tells me of the recent adventures of Sev (@Delta_Sev) and Scorch (@62Scorch) have been instrumental in infiltrating the Kyrt'sad.
Without friends, our lives feel incomplete. That is what I have come to realize since leaving the Rebellion to take up my husband's cause. Without my daughter and husband, my life was expendable. But now, I have a reason to continue fighting, but this time, I promise not to get myself captured.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Izomeri's Storyline - Best Friends Forever (Sarge's Perspective)
Sarge's Holo Recording
I don't know really what to say, other than Izomeri (@Izomeri) recommended I start talking about my feelings to get out what bothers me. She means well, but she has no concept of what I feel. {{lights a cigar and smokes it}} She and I have gotten close. She seems to view me as a brother. I view her as the woman who holds my heart and crushes it daily. I've never felt this way about anyone else. I want to take care of her, be next to her, be everything for her. And yet, she keeps me in the friend zone. {{exhales smoke}} I don't know how to tell her how I feel, but something tells me she just won't get it. So I keep to myself.
Maybe these holo recordings will be more interesting when I'm under the influence of tihaar.
I know it isn't Fi's (@Fi_8015) fault for capturing her heart, but I just don't think he's right for her. But for now, I keep those opinions to myself. That's how much I care about her. I wouldn't want to ruin her chance at happiness, even though I think I am the better clone for her.
That's it.
-Ends Recording-
I don't know really what to say, other than Izomeri (@Izomeri) recommended I start talking about my feelings to get out what bothers me. She means well, but she has no concept of what I feel. {{lights a cigar and smokes it}} She and I have gotten close. She seems to view me as a brother. I view her as the woman who holds my heart and crushes it daily. I've never felt this way about anyone else. I want to take care of her, be next to her, be everything for her. And yet, she keeps me in the friend zone. {{exhales smoke}} I don't know how to tell her how I feel, but something tells me she just won't get it. So I keep to myself.
Maybe these holo recordings will be more interesting when I'm under the influence of tihaar.
I know it isn't Fi's (@Fi_8015) fault for capturing her heart, but I just don't think he's right for her. But for now, I keep those opinions to myself. That's how much I care about her. I wouldn't want to ruin her chance at happiness, even though I think I am the better clone for her.
That's it.
-Ends Recording-
Izomeri's Storyline - Best Friends Forever
Izomeri Uth'Matar's Personal Journal
Hey! It's been a'while since ah wrote in this thing. Ah guess ah neva' really had anythin' to write about, yeah? So ah'll keep this all short an' sweet. Anyway, es been ah while but meh an' Sarge (@RC_Sarge) have gotten quite close as friends. He knows meh on ah deep level an' he stood up for meh when ah was in trouble. Well, ah mean he's always been there for meh when ah am in trouble. Ah don't know where ah would be without him, ya know? Anyways, Sarge saved meh from a swampy bog (darn those mud pits!) an' he stood up for meh when the Mand'alor (@Corden_Maximus) an' Boss (@RC_Boss) were questionin' mah loyalty to their mission. It ain't tha' ah'm not loyal, it's jus' mah clan are tied to the Kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). Ah disassociated from the Kyrt'sad ages ago when they killed mah husband and took mah son from meh, but ah neva' took out revenge. Regardless, tha's the past, yeah?
Now, ah run around wit' Sarge. We tend tah have more alcohol-infused adventures than not.
But, ah really have fallin' for anotha' clone by the name of Fi (@Fi_8015). He jus', aw Maker ah don't know how ta say this, but he's just sexy. Anyways, expect ta hear a lot about Fi in the future. *winkies*
Hey! It's been a'while since ah wrote in this thing. Ah guess ah neva' really had anythin' to write about, yeah? So ah'll keep this all short an' sweet. Anyway, es been ah while but meh an' Sarge (@RC_Sarge) have gotten quite close as friends. He knows meh on ah deep level an' he stood up for meh when ah was in trouble. Well, ah mean he's always been there for meh when ah am in trouble. Ah don't know where ah would be without him, ya know? Anyways, Sarge saved meh from a swampy bog (darn those mud pits!) an' he stood up for meh when the Mand'alor (@Corden_Maximus) an' Boss (@RC_Boss) were questionin' mah loyalty to their mission. It ain't tha' ah'm not loyal, it's jus' mah clan are tied to the Kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). Ah disassociated from the Kyrt'sad ages ago when they killed mah husband and took mah son from meh, but ah neva' took out revenge. Regardless, tha's the past, yeah?
Now, ah run around wit' Sarge. We tend tah have more alcohol-infused adventures than not.
But, ah really have fallin' for anotha' clone by the name of Fi (@Fi_8015). He jus', aw Maker ah don't know how ta say this, but he's just sexy. Anyways, expect ta hear a lot about Fi in the future. *winkies*
Corden's Storyline - Diplomatic Immunity
Diplomat Sandalphon Reporting
I no longer report to the Rebellion, as difficult as it is to say this, out of respect for my husband and my newborn daughter, Tifa (@Tifa_Maximus). My clone (@Seraphic_Phenyx) got caught by the Kyrt'sad (@Kyrtsad) in an attempt to lure me out. Which did, and she and I became bartering chips in a deadly game. I could not fathom putting my husband or daughter through a similar situation, especially one where I may never return. So since that time, I have been conducting diplomatic missions on behalf of my husband.
I never wanted to be a diplomat. My mother, a diplomat for the Kiffar people, insisted I follow in her footsteps ages ago. Now, I have no choice. I couldn't stand sitting on the ship taking care of Tifa all day. I felt useless in the sense of not having my own career. Now, I meet with other government officials via holo meetings, and am still able to take care of my daughter. Corden (@Corden_Maximus) and I have not really spent much time together lately, which is hard because both Tifa and I miss him dearly. But he is the Mand'alor now and she and I are doing our best to understand. How much a baby understands this, I do not know.
Unfortunately, Corden now keeps me under constant surveillance by a group of elite bodyguards. My contacts are restricted. If necessary, I can always use a doppleganger so I can leave the ship, but if my husband were to find out, I am afraid he would be incredibly upset. I know he cares for my safety, but I guess you cannot take the Rebel out of the diplomat.
I miss the Rebellion, but I also know this is my home now among the Mandalorian people.
I no longer report to the Rebellion, as difficult as it is to say this, out of respect for my husband and my newborn daughter, Tifa (@Tifa_Maximus). My clone (@Seraphic_Phenyx) got caught by the Kyrt'sad (@Kyrtsad) in an attempt to lure me out. Which did, and she and I became bartering chips in a deadly game. I could not fathom putting my husband or daughter through a similar situation, especially one where I may never return. So since that time, I have been conducting diplomatic missions on behalf of my husband.
I never wanted to be a diplomat. My mother, a diplomat for the Kiffar people, insisted I follow in her footsteps ages ago. Now, I have no choice. I couldn't stand sitting on the ship taking care of Tifa all day. I felt useless in the sense of not having my own career. Now, I meet with other government officials via holo meetings, and am still able to take care of my daughter. Corden (@Corden_Maximus) and I have not really spent much time together lately, which is hard because both Tifa and I miss him dearly. But he is the Mand'alor now and she and I are doing our best to understand. How much a baby understands this, I do not know.
Unfortunately, Corden now keeps me under constant surveillance by a group of elite bodyguards. My contacts are restricted. If necessary, I can always use a doppleganger so I can leave the ship, but if my husband were to find out, I am afraid he would be incredibly upset. I know he cares for my safety, but I guess you cannot take the Rebel out of the diplomat.
I miss the Rebellion, but I also know this is my home now among the Mandalorian people.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Corden's Storyline - A New Hope
Operative Nyx Reporting
My cyar'ika (Mandalorian word for "sweetheart") and welcomed the newest addition to Clan Maximus, our little girl Tifa (@Tifa_Maximus). She is completely beautiful, and the resemblance to us both is uncanny. She is the first born for both my husband, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), and myself. I have to say, a newborn is a lot of work, more so than I had expected. She doesn't sleep throughout the night so I am constantly waking up to tend to her. I am completely exhausted for the most part. Corden has offered to help watch her, but sometimes I don't think even that is enough. Regardless, she is my child and I love her dearly. Already I can tell she is a curious little thing, always looking around and watching everything around her. I programmed a droid to help in her daily care, but it still isn't enough. The little princess requires quite a bit of my time and even more so of my energy.
Corden, on the other hand, has been busy tending to the needs of the ship. I hardly see him in between his work and my tending to the baby. I hope this doesn't put a strain on our marriage. Maybe this is something I should talk to him about, maybe even making a date night. We haven't had one of those in months and I am starting to miss him dearly.
And so much rides on the little shoulders of Tifa. Her father expects her to be raised in the traditional Mandalorian ways where she will be tough, and yet I want her to be a little flower of a girl, just like I was. I want to give her the upbringing I had, full of priviledge and a life of only the best. I expect her father and I to clash on these differing parenting styles, of course. Regardless, he has hopes for her to be of high regard in the Maximus clan, even possibly taking over responsibilities of Mand'alor someday. I have hopes that she will someday fulfill my mission that I was unable to do, see the galaxy at peace and the Sith vanquished.
She is... our new hope.
My cyar'ika (Mandalorian word for "sweetheart") and welcomed the newest addition to Clan Maximus, our little girl Tifa (@Tifa_Maximus). She is completely beautiful, and the resemblance to us both is uncanny. She is the first born for both my husband, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), and myself. I have to say, a newborn is a lot of work, more so than I had expected. She doesn't sleep throughout the night so I am constantly waking up to tend to her. I am completely exhausted for the most part. Corden has offered to help watch her, but sometimes I don't think even that is enough. Regardless, she is my child and I love her dearly. Already I can tell she is a curious little thing, always looking around and watching everything around her. I programmed a droid to help in her daily care, but it still isn't enough. The little princess requires quite a bit of my time and even more so of my energy.
Corden, on the other hand, has been busy tending to the needs of the ship. I hardly see him in between his work and my tending to the baby. I hope this doesn't put a strain on our marriage. Maybe this is something I should talk to him about, maybe even making a date night. We haven't had one of those in months and I am starting to miss him dearly.
And so much rides on the little shoulders of Tifa. Her father expects her to be raised in the traditional Mandalorian ways where she will be tough, and yet I want her to be a little flower of a girl, just like I was. I want to give her the upbringing I had, full of priviledge and a life of only the best. I expect her father and I to clash on these differing parenting styles, of course. Regardless, he has hopes for her to be of high regard in the Maximus clan, even possibly taking over responsibilities of Mand'alor someday. I have hopes that she will someday fulfill my mission that I was unable to do, see the galaxy at peace and the Sith vanquished.
She is... our new hope.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Corden's Storyline: The Cyar'ika Returns - AGAIN!
Operative Nyx Reporting
He returned. My love, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), has returned to me! Dirtied with soot, a little tired, all four limbs still in tact, he came home. I don't know why he left, or what he was looking for, because I accidentally fell asleep in his arms while he was debriefing with Boss (@RC_boss) regarding his mission. All I know is that Corden is home and safe. This war against the Death Watch is eating him alive, it consumes his every thought it seems. I worry about him.
But I have other issues to tend to. I am nearing the end of my pregnancy and my body aches from head to toe, my feet are swollen, and I spend more and more time in bed. Luckily, Corden has been attentive, but he still spends a lot of time away on the bridge. I hope in the end, it was all worth it. I hope he found what he was looking for.
He returned. My love, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), has returned to me! Dirtied with soot, a little tired, all four limbs still in tact, he came home. I don't know why he left, or what he was looking for, because I accidentally fell asleep in his arms while he was debriefing with Boss (@RC_boss) regarding his mission. All I know is that Corden is home and safe. This war against the Death Watch is eating him alive, it consumes his every thought it seems. I worry about him.
But I have other issues to tend to. I am nearing the end of my pregnancy and my body aches from head to toe, my feet are swollen, and I spend more and more time in bed. Luckily, Corden has been attentive, but he still spends a lot of time away on the bridge. I hope in the end, it was all worth it. I hope he found what he was looking for.
Corden's Storyline: The Missing Mandalorian
Operative Nyx Reporting
It has been a month and no one knows where or what my husband, Corden Maximus (@Corden_Maximus), is up to. All I know is I can't eat, sleep, or function. I have been a shell of a person wandering the halls of his dreadnaught. It is a large ship, 10,000 in crew alone. We have several friends that have joined our cause, Boss (@RC_Boss) is one of them. I support my husband 100%, but now in the final trimester of my pregnancy, he was no where to be found. I felt so lost, scared, and ultimately alone. I have been keeping to myself, as I fear that my presence tends to bring down the other crew when they see me. I ventured out of our quarters occasionally for food or tending to my secretarial duties, but nothing more. Corden meant the world to me, and although I know I am safe here on his ship, a part of me was taken away when he left. I don't know if he realized that. I don't know if he even cared.
What was he running from? Was it me? What was so important that he could not talk to me about it? Was he afraid I would not understand? Was he afraid I would not support his decisions? With a heavy heart, I am signing off.
It has been a month and no one knows where or what my husband, Corden Maximus (@Corden_Maximus), is up to. All I know is I can't eat, sleep, or function. I have been a shell of a person wandering the halls of his dreadnaught. It is a large ship, 10,000 in crew alone. We have several friends that have joined our cause, Boss (@RC_Boss) is one of them. I support my husband 100%, but now in the final trimester of my pregnancy, he was no where to be found. I felt so lost, scared, and ultimately alone. I have been keeping to myself, as I fear that my presence tends to bring down the other crew when they see me. I ventured out of our quarters occasionally for food or tending to my secretarial duties, but nothing more. Corden meant the world to me, and although I know I am safe here on his ship, a part of me was taken away when he left. I don't know if he realized that. I don't know if he even cared.
What was he running from? Was it me? What was so important that he could not talk to me about it? Was he afraid I would not understand? Was he afraid I would not support his decisions? With a heavy heart, I am signing off.
Corden's Storyline: Kyr'tsad and the Attempted Abduction
Operative Nyx Reporting
It has been several months since this has happened, and I feared my journal was compromised and being monitored, thus I did not report this. However, I believe due to current circumstances, this is now warranted. The Kyr'tsad (@Kyrtsad), or Death Watch Mandos, sent a squad after me. Capturing me would be a trophy to them and a bargaining chip against my husband, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), in his war against the Death Watch. I was already several months pregnant with our child and alone in my bunker when the Kyr'tsad came knocking at my door. Or rather, they unexpectedly let themselves in.
I fled to the secret hangar in the back of my bunker and it was there I was confronted by a second team of their men. Figuring they would not let my ship take off, I decided to face them. The battle was fierce but the Death Watch are generally untrained and uncoordinated at best. I was able to use my doppleganger to escape and hold off their General Xenen Kaori.
I left that bunker for the last time. I sent a droid survey the damage and it appears they hacked into the security system and took over the bunker. Of all of my possessions in there, I felt bad about leaving my ancient text collection. I really did love that library and all of the books contained within. But I do have the memories, and I can easily make another bunker in another system. It was just that was the bunker I first took Corden too, and I had so many memories of he and I. I guess that is what I will take with me.
It has been several months since this has happened, and I feared my journal was compromised and being monitored, thus I did not report this. However, I believe due to current circumstances, this is now warranted. The Kyr'tsad (@Kyrtsad), or Death Watch Mandos, sent a squad after me. Capturing me would be a trophy to them and a bargaining chip against my husband, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), in his war against the Death Watch. I was already several months pregnant with our child and alone in my bunker when the Kyr'tsad came knocking at my door. Or rather, they unexpectedly let themselves in.
I fled to the secret hangar in the back of my bunker and it was there I was confronted by a second team of their men. Figuring they would not let my ship take off, I decided to face them. The battle was fierce but the Death Watch are generally untrained and uncoordinated at best. I was able to use my doppleganger to escape and hold off their General Xenen Kaori.
I left that bunker for the last time. I sent a droid survey the damage and it appears they hacked into the security system and took over the bunker. Of all of my possessions in there, I felt bad about leaving my ancient text collection. I really did love that library and all of the books contained within. But I do have the memories, and I can easily make another bunker in another system. It was just that was the bunker I first took Corden too, and I had so many memories of he and I. I guess that is what I will take with me.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Corden's Storyline - The Meeting of the Same Mind
Operative Nyx Reporting
The day has finally come, and I will keep this brief. My clone, Raphi (@Seraphic_Phenyx), has discovered her true nature. She called me to a meeting aboard the same ship, the Dammarung, that I first discovered her in a sleeping state. I couldn't destroy her, because it is ingrained in me that I cannot destroy myself. When I detonated the bombs when Corden (@Corden_Maximus) and I were leaving the ship after killing my superior (who was attempting to kill me to copy my memories into Raphi's mind), I purposefully did not detonate the bombs near the glass cylinder holding her. I learned that she was taken to a different facility shortly after and made viable (activated), at which time to ensure her safety and my own, I allowed her to enter my mission while I slipped away with Corden. I had a feeling someday she would discover the truth about her origins, and I patiently awaited her arrival. In order to protect her until she is able to fully establish her identity within the Rebellion, I am staying away from all Rebel Alliance activities. I had thought that she would be safe under the careful eyes of the Imperials, but knowing my own rebellious nature, I am not surprised that she was unhappy aboard the Executor. I sincerely doubt anyone noticed she is no longer there, and a part of me is thankful she left because I know it was a slow and painful death to be among the enemy in such a way.
Operative Seraphim Reporting
I met her. I don't know what to call her. Is she my twin? My mother? My sister? Or simply just "she-that-which-my-DNA-came-from"? I do not know. None the less, we kept it brief. I had so many questions of her. Who am I? Where am I going? Why did she let me live? But she told me in time, the answers would come to me. I hate ambiguous answers like that. I really do. Something tells me she knows that. And feeling the child growing inside of her made me slightly angry. My life is collapsing all around me, and I am still in a state of grieving the loss of.. well... you know..., and here she is all happy. And these feelings I have towards Corden aren't mine, they are hers, but I feel them as if they were mine. So I guess I felt what is known as jealousy at her pregnancy, but I think since it has been a few days, I am kind of over it now. I am happy for them both. They are happy together so I won't hold it against them. It's hard being alone like this. Really hard. But she and I agreed to keep in touch over the comm lines. She didn't talk to me about what was on her mind, but I sensed a feeling of apprehension like she and the child were in danger. I might not know her, but dammit, I won't let anyone harm her or that child. I felt her deep inside of me, as I know she feels me as well. Because of our connection, I will be a silent guardian for her and that baby. Whatever future is in-store for the Mandalorians, I intend to help keep that child safe from whatever is hunting them.
The day has finally come, and I will keep this brief. My clone, Raphi (@Seraphic_Phenyx), has discovered her true nature. She called me to a meeting aboard the same ship, the Dammarung, that I first discovered her in a sleeping state. I couldn't destroy her, because it is ingrained in me that I cannot destroy myself. When I detonated the bombs when Corden (@Corden_Maximus) and I were leaving the ship after killing my superior (who was attempting to kill me to copy my memories into Raphi's mind), I purposefully did not detonate the bombs near the glass cylinder holding her. I learned that she was taken to a different facility shortly after and made viable (activated), at which time to ensure her safety and my own, I allowed her to enter my mission while I slipped away with Corden. I had a feeling someday she would discover the truth about her origins, and I patiently awaited her arrival. In order to protect her until she is able to fully establish her identity within the Rebellion, I am staying away from all Rebel Alliance activities. I had thought that she would be safe under the careful eyes of the Imperials, but knowing my own rebellious nature, I am not surprised that she was unhappy aboard the Executor. I sincerely doubt anyone noticed she is no longer there, and a part of me is thankful she left because I know it was a slow and painful death to be among the enemy in such a way.
Operative Seraphim Reporting
I met her. I don't know what to call her. Is she my twin? My mother? My sister? Or simply just "she-that-which-my-DNA-came-from"? I do not know. None the less, we kept it brief. I had so many questions of her. Who am I? Where am I going? Why did she let me live? But she told me in time, the answers would come to me. I hate ambiguous answers like that. I really do. Something tells me she knows that. And feeling the child growing inside of her made me slightly angry. My life is collapsing all around me, and I am still in a state of grieving the loss of.. well... you know..., and here she is all happy. And these feelings I have towards Corden aren't mine, they are hers, but I feel them as if they were mine. So I guess I felt what is known as jealousy at her pregnancy, but I think since it has been a few days, I am kind of over it now. I am happy for them both. They are happy together so I won't hold it against them. It's hard being alone like this. Really hard. But she and I agreed to keep in touch over the comm lines. She didn't talk to me about what was on her mind, but I sensed a feeling of apprehension like she and the child were in danger. I might not know her, but dammit, I won't let anyone harm her or that child. I felt her deep inside of me, as I know she feels me as well. Because of our connection, I will be a silent guardian for her and that baby. Whatever future is in-store for the Mandalorians, I intend to help keep that child safe from whatever is hunting them.
Seraphim's Storyline - How to Remake a Personality
Operative Seraphim Reporting
I have been on intelligence missions lately and unable to report my findings, but Jedi Master Rush Kator (@RushKator) and I have been busy uncovering the Imperial's (and which I suspect are working under the direction of the Sith) latest venture - brainwashing their citizens. We infiltrated a small facility where the brainwashing was occurring. Master Kator is better than I at refraining from getting emotional, but, I could sense the pain and trauma in the air. We were unable to locate the citizens, but we gathered intelligence and left the facility unhurt.
What the data revealed was incredibly startling. Common street thugs and folk were taken away in the quiet of the night, their families and loved ones (if they had any) were never told what happened to them. The patients were then taken to covert remote locations where they were brainwashed. The Imperials intended to "remake the personality" of these "rebellious" individuals by instilling the following methodology:
The notes mention a few escapees. Some even say a few high-operating individuals were taken for military efforts. I do not know what that means, but I am sure it is nothing good for any of us.
Master Kator and I are investigating another operation occurring in the Outer Rim. We hope to find out more about these covert operations soon and report back to the Rebellion as soon as possible. I know it was not our designated mission, but if they can do this to their own citizens, could they not do it to a captured Rebel? And what if they unleashed this captured Rebel back into the Rebellion with its memory wiped? This is a future I hope to avoid.
I have been on intelligence missions lately and unable to report my findings, but Jedi Master Rush Kator (@RushKator) and I have been busy uncovering the Imperial's (and which I suspect are working under the direction of the Sith) latest venture - brainwashing their citizens. We infiltrated a small facility where the brainwashing was occurring. Master Kator is better than I at refraining from getting emotional, but, I could sense the pain and trauma in the air. We were unable to locate the citizens, but we gathered intelligence and left the facility unhurt.
What the data revealed was incredibly startling. Common street thugs and folk were taken away in the quiet of the night, their families and loved ones (if they had any) were never told what happened to them. The patients were then taken to covert remote locations where they were brainwashed. The Imperials intended to "remake the personality" of these "rebellious" individuals by instilling the following methodology:
- Complete sensory deprivation: If the person is kept completely isolated, even from sunlight, they will be unable to maintain connection to the world.
- No sentient being contact: They cannot speak, touch, or hear other victims.
- Spice: Under the influence of spice (drugs), they were placed into a practically comatose state.
- Subliminal messages: Subliminal messages were replayed to them while under the influence of the spice.
The notes mention a few escapees. Some even say a few high-operating individuals were taken for military efforts. I do not know what that means, but I am sure it is nothing good for any of us.
Master Kator and I are investigating another operation occurring in the Outer Rim. We hope to find out more about these covert operations soon and report back to the Rebellion as soon as possible. I know it was not our designated mission, but if they can do this to their own citizens, could they not do it to a captured Rebel? And what if they unleashed this captured Rebel back into the Rebellion with its memory wiped? This is a future I hope to avoid.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Corden's Storyline: Bye Bye Kyr'tsad, Enter Denahi Luxor
Operative Nyx Reporting (private journal)
It has been several days since Corden's (@Corden_Maximus) attack on a Kyr'tsad (Death Watch Mandalorian) safehouse. It is estimated that anywhere from 10 to 20 Kyr'tsad were killed. I was at home, sick to my stomach, but Corden informed me of what had happened. It appears there was a Kyr'tsad spy (@Kyr'tsad) that was attempting to become one of Corden's inner circle, whom Corden lured to the safehouse. With the help of Beskarad (@Beskarad - a Mandalorian Battle Droid that I programmed to be a "dog") and Corden's second-in-command (@RC_Boss), the safehouse was taken with no casualties. At the safehouse, the Kyr'tsad spy was confronted and disposed of. However, the spy did manage to transmit my bunker's coordinates to the Death Watch leader (@Denahi_Luxor) and his subordinates (@Slave_Oola). Corden realized I was in danger and quickly left the destroyed safehouse with Boss to extract me from my bunker.
In between vomiting sessions, I managed to make it to the vault where Corden located me. Placing me on top of Beskarad, he had me safely transported onto Boss' awaiting vessel. Unfortunately, Denahi showed up and managed to shoot a tranquilizer dart at me while I stood at the ship's door waiting for Corden. I do not remember much after that, only waking up at our home on Manda'yaim. But Corden told me that he and Denahi had a confrontation in which he lured the Kyr'tsad into my bunker and collapsed it. Neither of us know how many men Denahi lost (if any) in the bunker, but he made it back to Boss' awaiting vessel to which Boss told Corden the secret I had been hiding for weeks.
It was discovered in the med bay that I was pregnant.
Corden watched over me while I was tranquilized, and brought me to our home to recover. I guess he took a while to process that he will be a father, and took Beskarad for a ride around our home. I awoke and we spoke briefly about what had happened. I found out I was pregnant shortly before his return from the mission in which he declared himself Mand'alor and lost his leg. I couldn't bring myself to tell him then. I wanted to, but I could not. I guess I let my anger and frustration get in the way of the good news. And when I awoke the next day to tell him, he had already left for another mission. That's my Corden. Always chasing the next adventure, which meant I was left alone (as usual). But I didn't want for him to worry about me, so I kept it a secret until I could see him next. And then, he retrieved me and one thing lead to another, and it was Boss that revealed my pregnancy.
Corden will not leave my side anymore, knowing full well that Denahi and his men will hunt me down and use me as a target. This is what I had feared a long time ago. That my past as a Rebel spy would catch up to me and my children would be targets. Well, how much of my past Denahi knows, I am not aware. But it appears that by attempting to destroy the Kyr'tsad, Corden has made me and all of his friends targets of their wrath. Nearly every war monger knows that to destroy a man's most prized possession, his family, will devestate him inside. I stay near Corden now constantly, and with the morning sickness, sometimes I lose focus but I continue on. I know Corden will do everything in his power to keep me safe, and it is my duty to protect our child.
This child is my hope that someday, everything will be right in the galaxy.
It has been several days since Corden's (@Corden_Maximus) attack on a Kyr'tsad (Death Watch Mandalorian) safehouse. It is estimated that anywhere from 10 to 20 Kyr'tsad were killed. I was at home, sick to my stomach, but Corden informed me of what had happened. It appears there was a Kyr'tsad spy (@Kyr'tsad) that was attempting to become one of Corden's inner circle, whom Corden lured to the safehouse. With the help of Beskarad (@Beskarad - a Mandalorian Battle Droid that I programmed to be a "dog") and Corden's second-in-command (@RC_Boss), the safehouse was taken with no casualties. At the safehouse, the Kyr'tsad spy was confronted and disposed of. However, the spy did manage to transmit my bunker's coordinates to the Death Watch leader (@Denahi_Luxor) and his subordinates (@Slave_Oola). Corden realized I was in danger and quickly left the destroyed safehouse with Boss to extract me from my bunker.
In between vomiting sessions, I managed to make it to the vault where Corden located me. Placing me on top of Beskarad, he had me safely transported onto Boss' awaiting vessel. Unfortunately, Denahi showed up and managed to shoot a tranquilizer dart at me while I stood at the ship's door waiting for Corden. I do not remember much after that, only waking up at our home on Manda'yaim. But Corden told me that he and Denahi had a confrontation in which he lured the Kyr'tsad into my bunker and collapsed it. Neither of us know how many men Denahi lost (if any) in the bunker, but he made it back to Boss' awaiting vessel to which Boss told Corden the secret I had been hiding for weeks.
It was discovered in the med bay that I was pregnant.
Corden watched over me while I was tranquilized, and brought me to our home to recover. I guess he took a while to process that he will be a father, and took Beskarad for a ride around our home. I awoke and we spoke briefly about what had happened. I found out I was pregnant shortly before his return from the mission in which he declared himself Mand'alor and lost his leg. I couldn't bring myself to tell him then. I wanted to, but I could not. I guess I let my anger and frustration get in the way of the good news. And when I awoke the next day to tell him, he had already left for another mission. That's my Corden. Always chasing the next adventure, which meant I was left alone (as usual). But I didn't want for him to worry about me, so I kept it a secret until I could see him next. And then, he retrieved me and one thing lead to another, and it was Boss that revealed my pregnancy.
Corden will not leave my side anymore, knowing full well that Denahi and his men will hunt me down and use me as a target. This is what I had feared a long time ago. That my past as a Rebel spy would catch up to me and my children would be targets. Well, how much of my past Denahi knows, I am not aware. But it appears that by attempting to destroy the Kyr'tsad, Corden has made me and all of his friends targets of their wrath. Nearly every war monger knows that to destroy a man's most prized possession, his family, will devestate him inside. I stay near Corden now constantly, and with the morning sickness, sometimes I lose focus but I continue on. I know Corden will do everything in his power to keep me safe, and it is my duty to protect our child.
This child is my hope that someday, everything will be right in the galaxy.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
CLASSIFIED REBELLION FILES: {{Intercepted Report}} Kyr'tsad to Denahi Luxor
This report was interecepted by a Rebellion operative. Although the Rebellion does not have interests in anything not pertaining to their efforts against the Imperials, this is being retained for possible use in the future. Information contained here is only circulated among the high-ranking officials in the Rebellion.
-- INTERCEPTED REPORT --
Sender: Raedenn (@Kyrtsad), Spy for the Kyr'tsad (Death Watch Mandalorians)
Receiver: Denahi Luxor (@DenahiLuxor)
The Mand'alor has raided two outposts. The first outpost he killed four of our brothers, but they managed to maim him. He uses a prosthetic leg now. He has a wife (@Seraphic_Phenyx) whose movements I am tracking throughout the Galaxy. They are building a house in Mandalorian space, and she essentially stays home. She has links to the Rebellion and is a Force-user. I have only made contact with her once prior, but will continue to do so.
I made contact with the Mand'alor. He has a close-knit group of friends as his force, including a clone (@RC_Boss) and various jetii. They seem loyal to him. I made contact, although I doubt he trusts me, but will continue to move into his inner circle. All of their ships have been tagged with trackers.
Last night, he and his men destroyed an outpost and wiped out 7 of our brothers and a couple of droids. I have transmitted my coordinates to you, per your request, and await your arrival.
-- INTERCEPTED REPORT --
Sender: Raedenn (@Kyrtsad), Spy for the Kyr'tsad (Death Watch Mandalorians)
Receiver: Denahi Luxor (@DenahiLuxor)
The Mand'alor has raided two outposts. The first outpost he killed four of our brothers, but they managed to maim him. He uses a prosthetic leg now. He has a wife (@Seraphic_Phenyx) whose movements I am tracking throughout the Galaxy. They are building a house in Mandalorian space, and she essentially stays home. She has links to the Rebellion and is a Force-user. I have only made contact with her once prior, but will continue to do so.
I made contact with the Mand'alor. He has a close-knit group of friends as his force, including a clone (@RC_Boss) and various jetii. They seem loyal to him. I made contact, although I doubt he trusts me, but will continue to move into his inner circle. All of their ships have been tagged with trackers.
Last night, he and his men destroyed an outpost and wiped out 7 of our brothers and a couple of droids. I have transmitted my coordinates to you, per your request, and await your arrival.
Corden's Storyline: Going Where No Mando Has Gone Before
Operative Nyx Reporting (private journal)
My husband (@Corden_Maximus) has been a bit secretive lately regarding what he has been doing. He came home missing a leg a while ago, and regardless of how much I ask to join him, he continues to journey without me. Corden is a Mandalorian at heart. He used to take me on his adventures, but now I am relegated to being a housewife of sorts. I miss my days in the field and I already think my skills are getting a bit rusty. I want to return to work in the Rebellion, but I already know where that will take me. And explaining my clone (@Seraphic_Phenyx) might be a bit of a burden, since only I know she exists (or at least I hope I am the only one).
So I sit at home all day. I recently began knitting. Didn't really do too well on that. Tried painting. Again, kind of really sucked. I went back to puttering around the workshop working on droids that I really can't use in the field.
But I have been receiving updates on my husband's adventures from a good friend, Josen (@BrokenJedi). He is watching over my husband and ensuring that Corden returns safely to me. From the scattered reports I am receiving, Corden is hunting down the hut'uun (Death Watch Mandalorians - AKA Kyr'tsad) of the Galaxy and wiping them out. It has something to do with the fact that they believe they are the true Mandalorian race (even though the race was wiped out a long time ago, followers of the Mandalorian culture are all that remain), and they are hellbent on destroying the Mando clones.
From the reports I am reading on the Holo News Network and various other sources, the Death Watch Mandalorian outposts are being raided and destroyed. I assume this is the work of my husband, who wishes to unite the Mandalorians. I have gathered that their leader is a Denahi Luxor (@DenahiLuxor) who has outposts throughout the Galaxy. Knowing my Corden, once he discovers what I know, this is going to be his target. And from what I have been told, Denahi has quite a formidable force at his disposal. I hope when the time comes, Corden will approach me and we will fight Denahi together. Or at the very least, our friends will ensure his survival.
NOTE: Sandal Maximus is not aware of a new Death Watch Mandalorian (Raedenn - @Kyrtsad) who is involved in this storyline. He is being mentioned here so you can follow that account and get the backstory as it develops. Other accounts involved in this storyline include @RC_Boss and @Slave_Oola.
My husband (@Corden_Maximus) has been a bit secretive lately regarding what he has been doing. He came home missing a leg a while ago, and regardless of how much I ask to join him, he continues to journey without me. Corden is a Mandalorian at heart. He used to take me on his adventures, but now I am relegated to being a housewife of sorts. I miss my days in the field and I already think my skills are getting a bit rusty. I want to return to work in the Rebellion, but I already know where that will take me. And explaining my clone (@Seraphic_Phenyx) might be a bit of a burden, since only I know she exists (or at least I hope I am the only one).
So I sit at home all day. I recently began knitting. Didn't really do too well on that. Tried painting. Again, kind of really sucked. I went back to puttering around the workshop working on droids that I really can't use in the field.
But I have been receiving updates on my husband's adventures from a good friend, Josen (@BrokenJedi). He is watching over my husband and ensuring that Corden returns safely to me. From the scattered reports I am receiving, Corden is hunting down the hut'uun (Death Watch Mandalorians - AKA Kyr'tsad) of the Galaxy and wiping them out. It has something to do with the fact that they believe they are the true Mandalorian race (even though the race was wiped out a long time ago, followers of the Mandalorian culture are all that remain), and they are hellbent on destroying the Mando clones.
From the reports I am reading on the Holo News Network and various other sources, the Death Watch Mandalorian outposts are being raided and destroyed. I assume this is the work of my husband, who wishes to unite the Mandalorians. I have gathered that their leader is a Denahi Luxor (@DenahiLuxor) who has outposts throughout the Galaxy. Knowing my Corden, once he discovers what I know, this is going to be his target. And from what I have been told, Denahi has quite a formidable force at his disposal. I hope when the time comes, Corden will approach me and we will fight Denahi together. Or at the very least, our friends will ensure his survival.
NOTE: Sandal Maximus is not aware of a new Death Watch Mandalorian (Raedenn - @Kyrtsad) who is involved in this storyline. He is being mentioned here so you can follow that account and get the backstory as it develops. Other accounts involved in this storyline include @RC_Boss and @Slave_Oola.
Seraphim's Storyline: Iz a trap!
Operative Seraphim Reporting
I guess I still have the look of a woman who is has been beaten down by life. I was sitting at a cafe getting a meal for myself and Master Kator (@RushKator) when a Mandalorian by the name of Raedenn (@Kyrtsad) approached me. He was, how should I say this, a flirty fellow. Our conversation quickly turned to him recognizing my name (I gave Sandalphon's name - @Sandal_Maximus) and he asked to speak to my husband (or rather Sandal's husband @Corden_Maximus) to join Corden's army. I commed Corden and received the coordinates to Corden's whereabouts and sent Raedenn on his way.
It's been a long time since I have been flirted with and I have to say, I miss it a lot. Master Kator is very strict about maintaining our Jedi obligations, but I am finding myself wanting to explore that forbidden zone of a relationship. Do I live my life for the people that I serve, or do I follow the ache in my heart to try to find a love of my own? Family and friends are always targets that the Sith use against Jedi in order to turn them, so I hesitate to get involved with anyone. But Master Kator keeps an eye over me and my training. And because of his dedication to my growth, I will never disappoint him.
I guess I still have the look of a woman who is has been beaten down by life. I was sitting at a cafe getting a meal for myself and Master Kator (@RushKator) when a Mandalorian by the name of Raedenn (@Kyrtsad) approached me. He was, how should I say this, a flirty fellow. Our conversation quickly turned to him recognizing my name (I gave Sandalphon's name - @Sandal_Maximus) and he asked to speak to my husband (or rather Sandal's husband @Corden_Maximus) to join Corden's army. I commed Corden and received the coordinates to Corden's whereabouts and sent Raedenn on his way.
It's been a long time since I have been flirted with and I have to say, I miss it a lot. Master Kator is very strict about maintaining our Jedi obligations, but I am finding myself wanting to explore that forbidden zone of a relationship. Do I live my life for the people that I serve, or do I follow the ache in my heart to try to find a love of my own? Family and friends are always targets that the Sith use against Jedi in order to turn them, so I hesitate to get involved with anyone. But Master Kator keeps an eye over me and my training. And because of his dedication to my growth, I will never disappoint him.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Corden's Storyline: From My Heart to Yours
Operative Nyx Reporting
From the bathtub, I overheard Corden (@Corden_Maximus) speaking with Boss (@RC_Boss) and I had had enough of his games. I called him into the bathroom where I was trying to enjoy a relaxing bath, but because I was completely angry, could not get my mind off of wanting to wring his neck. There in the bathroom, I confronted him.
Why did he run off to fight the Death Watch Mandos by himself? Why didn't he call me? The last time we faught the Death Watch, they had him strung up against a wall and were going to make me watch him die. The thought of losing him was too much to take. His response was essentially that he didn't want for me to get hurt, but I tried telling him that we are a team and he should never fight alone. But all of that got lost in my tears. All I could think of was losing him and how crushed I would be.
In the end, I was happy to simply have him home. And as usual, we finished our night off in the only way we knew. For what is a blowout without the make-up sex?
From the bathtub, I overheard Corden (@Corden_Maximus) speaking with Boss (@RC_Boss) and I had had enough of his games. I called him into the bathroom where I was trying to enjoy a relaxing bath, but because I was completely angry, could not get my mind off of wanting to wring his neck. There in the bathroom, I confronted him.
Why did he run off to fight the Death Watch Mandos by himself? Why didn't he call me? The last time we faught the Death Watch, they had him strung up against a wall and were going to make me watch him die. The thought of losing him was too much to take. His response was essentially that he didn't want for me to get hurt, but I tried telling him that we are a team and he should never fight alone. But all of that got lost in my tears. All I could think of was losing him and how crushed I would be.
In the end, I was happy to simply have him home. And as usual, we finished our night off in the only way we knew. For what is a blowout without the make-up sex?
Corden's Storyline: The Journey Home
Operative Nyx Reporting
I fear my husband (@Corden_Maximus) has bitten off more than he can chew. I don't know where to start because my anger level is somewhere in between "he's getting his ass chewed off" to "I'm going to kill him." I am so frustrated that while I type, my hands are shaking and I cannot think straight. But this is where it all began.
Corden contacted me after several weeks of him doing, what I thought was, bounty hunting. Something about his choice in words left me suspect that he was hiding something. En route to the bunker, I went through the full gamut of emotions. A part of me was angry as heck that he wasn't being straightforward and he was making me wait several agonizing hours worried that something terrible had happened. I finally received a communication of where he and his brother-in-arms Boss (@RC_Boss) were located. I prepped the bunker and had the droids prepare supper for us all.
And my reunion with my cyar'ika was pleasant, yet very short-lived. At the dinner table, Corden revealed that he had "picked a fight" (using my terminology) with the kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). His struggle to the top cost him a leg. Completely angry with him, I had to excuse myself from dinner. Words can't describe this brash stupid thing he had done. Maybe I will journal about how I feel after I've taken a day to process it more.
I fear my husband (@Corden_Maximus) has bitten off more than he can chew. I don't know where to start because my anger level is somewhere in between "he's getting his ass chewed off" to "I'm going to kill him." I am so frustrated that while I type, my hands are shaking and I cannot think straight. But this is where it all began.
Corden contacted me after several weeks of him doing, what I thought was, bounty hunting. Something about his choice in words left me suspect that he was hiding something. En route to the bunker, I went through the full gamut of emotions. A part of me was angry as heck that he wasn't being straightforward and he was making me wait several agonizing hours worried that something terrible had happened. I finally received a communication of where he and his brother-in-arms Boss (@RC_Boss) were located. I prepped the bunker and had the droids prepare supper for us all.
And my reunion with my cyar'ika was pleasant, yet very short-lived. At the dinner table, Corden revealed that he had "picked a fight" (using my terminology) with the kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). His struggle to the top cost him a leg. Completely angry with him, I had to excuse myself from dinner. Words can't describe this brash stupid thing he had done. Maybe I will journal about how I feel after I've taken a day to process it more.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Corden's Storyline: Mand'alor Talyc and the Death Watch Mandos
Operative EmpChihuahua Reporting
Semi-retired Operative Nyx (@Sandal_Maximus) is not aware of what has been transpiring around her husband, Corden Maximus (@Corden_Maximus), but I am. I am reproducing several of his transmissions in which he has proclaimed himself Mand'alor and took on the kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). I do not know the future ramifications of his actions, but I worry if Sandal will be okay. Here are the transmissions I intercepted:
--IT BEGINS--
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Semi-retired Operative Nyx (@Sandal_Maximus) is not aware of what has been transpiring around her husband, Corden Maximus (@Corden_Maximus), but I am. I am reproducing several of his transmissions in which he has proclaimed himself Mand'alor and took on the kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). I do not know the future ramifications of his actions, but I worry if Sandal will be okay. Here are the transmissions I intercepted:
--IT BEGINS--
*standing on the precipice of a cliff, looking down on those assembled before me* who will join me to rebuild our glory?!
Who will join me in this crusade to show the universe we are not to be trifled with?!
Who will help me rebuild the glory of Mandalore?! Will you? Or you? *feeling the energy of the crowd as I raise my blade above my head*
*extending my arm and pointing to the crowd below* you are the might of the Mand'alor! It is you who will help recapture our glory!
Tell me, how many of you remember your clan elders telling the stories of the Jetii and dar'jetii treachery against us?
We will show them that we are not to be deceived! That we are the greatest force the galaxy has ever known!
Rally to me ner'vode! And we will show these force using hut'uune just what we are made of! *the cheers of the crowd almost deafening me*
*holding my arms above my head, feeling the roar of the crowd against me. Looking out upon those gathered*
We must find our cuy'val dar vode, and they will fight w us! They have been used and forgotten by the Jetii when they feared to -
-get their hands dirty! We will welcome them into our ranks. For they are us as well.
I have met many of these clones in my travels, and they are as good warriors as you are! They have even shown themselves adept at -
-dispatching Jetii during Order 66 *smirking* fear them nor vode, try are far from the hut'uune you think they are
*pointing at the crowd again* now, how many of you will stand with me?! *again hearing the roar of approval from the crowd*
*chuckling* I'm glad you agree vode. I am Mand'alor Talyc, and I WILL LEAD US TO GLORY!
*turning and walking into a nearby house* we will be ready. Start training immediately *the sergeant runs to fulfill my order* I will be -
-back in 6 months. I expect improvement *turning and exiting the house, heading towards my ship, my cape billowing behind me*
*entering my ship and taking off, accelerating quickly out of the atmosphere of the planet* time to do some wet work
*quickly plotting a course for Concordia* time to get rid of the Kyr'tsad hut'uune that have built a base there
*after a hyperspace trip I land on Concordia, grabbing my rifle and vibroblade as I exit the ship*
*walking to the nearest soldier I find* where is you commander? *he challenges me, saying that only certain people see the commander*
Oh really? Only certain people you say? *I quickly pull my kad and drive it into him, seeing it appear from his spine*
*leaning to his ear* guess next time you'll realize the importance of the Mand'alor *wrenching my blade from him as I look at the others*
*looking at them* do you recognize my station as Mand'alor? *holding my blade out to my side* if not, you can share your vode fate here
Hut'uune *I spit out the word as I walk past them into the base* were are you Enack? I've a score to settle w you!
*seeing him come forward, noting the fear in his eyes w a grim satisfaction* oh there you are Enack. Nice to see you finally.
*I listen as he tells me about the work he is doing, how he is saving our race* no Enack, I will save our race. W out your Kyr'tsad -
-hatred and bigotry! *I smirk as his guards reach for their weapons, knowing they are just imposters wearing Beskar'gam*
*removing my helmet and placing it on the ground in front of me* tell your guards to back off now Enack. If they value breathing
*grinning as he tells them to attack, gripping my blade as they come at me* wrong choice vod *deflecting the first attacker and moving
*Onto the next, my blade slashing into them as they fall screaming before me* I WARNED YOU! NOW YOU ALL DIE! *spinning and deflecting
-*more attacks as I cut more down, my blade moving through them easily* Kyr'tsad hut'uune! *grabbing the final guard by the helmet-
-*and holding him, his back against my chest* sorry vod. You picked the wrong side *bringing my blade across his throat as he -
-*gurgles and drops before me, his blood covering my hand* now Enack, it's your turn *pointing my blade at him and advancing, a grim look-
-*on my face. Taking off my all the armor on my torso* come on vod, don't tell me you're afraid! *I watch as he backs away from me-
*pure terror showing on his face* all you Kyr'tsade are all talk. But when it comes to action, you're just hut'uune
*I stalk him quietly as he retreats into a room. Walking into the room he pulls a blaster. I hurl my vibroblade at him, pinning him-
-*by the shoulder to the wall, the blaster on the ground. I walk to him, grabbing the blade and twisting it slightly* you're a hut'uun.
*I pull the blade out and watch as he drops to the ground* FIGHT ME! *I toss my blade to him. Opting to rely on my fists. Wanting to -
-*feel his bones break beneath my hands. He comes at me w an over hand strike, I step to the side and deliver a punch to his kidney*
*he continues go strike at me as I deftly dodge him, laughing as I do so. Until he catches me w a low swipe to the leg, dropping me*
*I pull a knife from my boot and stab him in the heart, holding it in him as I loom down into his eyes from atop him* you were a great
Warrior. Why did you choose Kyr'tsad?! *tears in my eyes as I ask him* WHY?! YOU COULD HAVE HELPED RESTORE US!
*he laughs as he answers* what makes your crusade so different than mine Maximus? Tell me? *before I can answer his eyes go blank as -
-*his last breath leaves his body. Leaving me to drag myself back to my ship. My leg completely useless*
*pulling myself into the pilots chair I fly off planet, setting my hyperspace course* shabla leg. Useless. Need a doctor
*tying a tourniquet around my leg, gritting my teeth against the pain* no-no meds. Need...to feel this. Gotta, hang on *passin out from pain
*managing to send a distress beacon to @RC_Boss before passing out, hoping he hears it*
*my ship exiting hyperspace above Tynnara. Guiding itself into a stable orbit around the planet, still broadcasting a distress signal*
*my ship detecting another. Running a handshake protocol against known enemies signatures and finding it friendly. Docking w the Eversor*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *a group of soldiers enter your ship and search, finding you unconscious and calls for a medic team, hoping you wake up*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *the bleeding having slowed to an ooze, still passed out. Wearing no torso armor or helmet, numerous cuts all over me*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *the medics arrive and get you on a stretcher and proceed to take you to medbay and begin to work, asking for your name*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *stirring slightly, my leg beyond saving. Mumbling incoherently* where's @Sandal_Maximus?...married...where?
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *they look at your injuries, quickly determining that your leg is beyond repair and begin surgery prep*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *slipping back into unconsciousness as they prep me. Muttering still, then silencing*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *beams aboard his ship and runs to the medbay, knocking down a few people in the process and arrives seeing @corden_maximus* CORDEN!
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *hears @RC_Boss yelling, sitting up and grabbing him by his collar, says through gritted teeth* Boss, what the haran happened to my leg?!
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *is pulled down, seeing the anger in your eyes* I don't know, vod! YOU tell ME! *watching medics working*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *sits back, laughing bitterly, looking at @RC_Boss* I went after a Kyr'tsad base. You should see them
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *gritting as the medics remove my leg, keeping focus on @RC_Boss* they hut'uune...deserve...to die. I...am Mand'alor!
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *shaking his head as he watches @corden_maximus being worked on* Why did you go there of places? I know they're hut'uuns but... Why? *grins at @corden_maximus, trying to lighten the mood* Well... There goes that race, I guess. *chuckles*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *chuckling painfully at @RC_Boss* /our/ race vod. Not that race. /our/ race.
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *raises an eyebrow* @corden_maximus Our race? What do you mean? *confused look on face*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *giving @RC_Boss a piercing look* you were cloned from Jango were you not? You're as much Mandalorian as I *clenching my fists to the pain*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *hisses as @corden_maximus squeezes my hand, bows his head slightly* Vor'e, ner vod... *pauses* I was referring to the race about who would become Mand'alor first, though. *laughs slightly, still pained for @corden_maximus*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *letting go of @RC_Boss' hand* well, if you want it, nows your chance. I'm not in much shape to fight back. *breathing heavily at the pain*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *laughs @corden_maximus's response, shaking his head* No... Not in a millenia. Wouldn't do that. Plus, it's not worth a "fight."
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *the medics finishing up and giving me a heavy sedative, looking at @RC_Boss again* vore ner vod. I'll *drowsy* lead us....victory
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *nodding, keeping eye contact with @corden_maximus* And I'll be by your side, Mand'alor.
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *grinning at @RC_Boss as I succumb to the sedative* please....call me, Cord'ika
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *smirks at @corden_maximus, shaking his head* Alright, /Cord'ika/. You better put me in charge of something, though. *laughs* Get some rest.
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *out cold, breathing steadily and peacefully
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *sighs as @corden_maximus falls asleep, tells the chief medic to keep him informed on his status and that he'll be back, walks out* HAAR'CHAK! *flares up and punches the wall with all his might, leaving a sizable dent, shaking his head and drops to the floor, sobbing*shaking his head as he sits on the floor of the hallway, picks up his head and closes his eyes, mumbles* If anybody else is alive and is responsible for @corden_maximus's condition, so help me maker, they'll die a slow and painful death. Why weren't the Death Watch eliminated years ago... They've been nothing but a nuisance! *slams his fists into the floor as he says that, shaking with anger*
*stands slowly and removes his gloves, seeing his hands only reddened and protected from the impacts by the suit* Good... *looks back at the medbay, thumps his chestplate as sees @corden_maximus sleeping and has himself beamed down to the surface*
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Seraphic Phenyx' Storyline - Master Rush Kator
Operative Seraphim Reporting
In my hour of grief, I was rescued from a disabled ship by Jedi Master Rush Kator (@RushKator). He said that he was a General in the Rebellion and sent to retrieve me. I guess my haitus was apparent and he came to bring me back into the folds. The funny thing is he always wore a cloak and hood, so I could never see his face. Out of courtesy, of course I would never ask to see that. But I began to study under him.
I know that Operative Nyx (who I was cloned from) was great at evasiveness and illusion than actual fighting, and thus I have the same limitations. Master Kator began to assess my lightsaber skills and said I was pretty good, but I still had a lot to learn. En route back to the ship, Master Kator's hood was blown back by the wind and it was then I saw he was Kel Dor similar to Jedi Master Plo Koon. I was taken aback because I could not tell.
He asked if him being Kel Dor would be a problem, and of course, it did not. Operative Nyx had limited contact with the Kel Dor, and thus, so do I. Beneath what might be a difficult-to-love-exterior (from a human's standpoint), I sense a protective gentleness. I guess that is the reason why I wasn't frightened, just surprised because he sounded so human to me.
I slept in the spare room he had aboard his ship, and the next day awoke to find him meditating in a field. The only thing is he looked like he was in distress, and when I attempted to contact him, it was almost as if he were possessed or fighting within his soul. I did not know what to do to help Master Kator, and got pushed back by a ball of light. I crawled back to him and he said that he had been found and we needed to leave. We immediately left the planet.
I have no idea where it is I am going, or where this life is taking me, but Master Kator seems to be taking care of me. I hope that I will be able to learn something from him to become a better Jedi and Rebellion operative.
In my hour of grief, I was rescued from a disabled ship by Jedi Master Rush Kator (@RushKator). He said that he was a General in the Rebellion and sent to retrieve me. I guess my haitus was apparent and he came to bring me back into the folds. The funny thing is he always wore a cloak and hood, so I could never see his face. Out of courtesy, of course I would never ask to see that. But I began to study under him.
I know that Operative Nyx (who I was cloned from) was great at evasiveness and illusion than actual fighting, and thus I have the same limitations. Master Kator began to assess my lightsaber skills and said I was pretty good, but I still had a lot to learn. En route back to the ship, Master Kator's hood was blown back by the wind and it was then I saw he was Kel Dor similar to Jedi Master Plo Koon. I was taken aback because I could not tell.
I slept in the spare room he had aboard his ship, and the next day awoke to find him meditating in a field. The only thing is he looked like he was in distress, and when I attempted to contact him, it was almost as if he were possessed or fighting within his soul. I did not know what to do to help Master Kator, and got pushed back by a ball of light. I crawled back to him and he said that he had been found and we needed to leave. We immediately left the planet.
I have no idea where it is I am going, or where this life is taking me, but Master Kator seems to be taking care of me. I hope that I will be able to learn something from him to become a better Jedi and Rebellion operative.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Seraphic Phenyx' Storyline - The Rescue
Operative Seraphim Reporting
I spent the night at Corden's house which he gave over to me, and left early the next day. I spent the day a shadow of what I thought was my former self, doing random things, waiting for a call that never materialized from my former lover. I decided that since I meant nothing to him, it was time to move on. I paid for my drink and left the comm on the table.
Unfortunately, my emotions were still completely out-of-whack and I completely botched my mission from Mon Mothma. I was supposed to infiltrate the Epsis compound on Point Nadir (for the third time according to my memory) and obtain some information about their latest projects. The Epsis build sophisticated technology for the highest bidder, which often means the evil guys get better technology than we do. En route to Point Nadir, I kept beating myself up mentally over what had happened and ended up bringing out a bottle of whiskey. I don't remember much, just that I woke up to the ship's system disabled because I must have thrown the bottle at the console and disabled the systems. Lost in the middle of no where on a disabled ship, I must have sent out a massive amount of distress signals through the Force.
And that is when Master Kator (@RushKator) found me. He boarded my ship and decided that he couldn't repair it in the current state that it was in, in the middle of space. I boarded his ship, and that's when we began talking. It was then that he revealed he was a General within the Rebellion and also a part of the espionage division. I was not aware of him, but that must have meant that he did his job well. Apparently he received his orders from Mon Mothma to take me under his wing. But with all of the stress and pressure I have been under lately, I flat out told him that I am not Operative Nyx but a clone of hers. Although completely ashamed of myself, he talked to me in a gentle way saying that it doesn't matter if I am a clone of hers. All that matters is that I have been doing her job to her ability the past several months. Something about that helped me deep inside. Somehow, I think he gets me. Somehow, I think Master Kator understands the deep pain I feel, and he is okay with letting me have it.
I have a lot to learn from him. He is the first to ever reach out to me in this way, and I am so thankful for it. I hope that I can make him proud of me. I hope I can restore Operative Nyx' name within the Rebellion and at the same time, create a new one for myself.
I have found a new hope.
I spent the night at Corden's house which he gave over to me, and left early the next day. I spent the day a shadow of what I thought was my former self, doing random things, waiting for a call that never materialized from my former lover. I decided that since I meant nothing to him, it was time to move on. I paid for my drink and left the comm on the table.
Unfortunately, my emotions were still completely out-of-whack and I completely botched my mission from Mon Mothma. I was supposed to infiltrate the Epsis compound on Point Nadir (for the third time according to my memory) and obtain some information about their latest projects. The Epsis build sophisticated technology for the highest bidder, which often means the evil guys get better technology than we do. En route to Point Nadir, I kept beating myself up mentally over what had happened and ended up bringing out a bottle of whiskey. I don't remember much, just that I woke up to the ship's system disabled because I must have thrown the bottle at the console and disabled the systems. Lost in the middle of no where on a disabled ship, I must have sent out a massive amount of distress signals through the Force.
And that is when Master Kator (@RushKator) found me. He boarded my ship and decided that he couldn't repair it in the current state that it was in, in the middle of space. I boarded his ship, and that's when we began talking. It was then that he revealed he was a General within the Rebellion and also a part of the espionage division. I was not aware of him, but that must have meant that he did his job well. Apparently he received his orders from Mon Mothma to take me under his wing. But with all of the stress and pressure I have been under lately, I flat out told him that I am not Operative Nyx but a clone of hers. Although completely ashamed of myself, he talked to me in a gentle way saying that it doesn't matter if I am a clone of hers. All that matters is that I have been doing her job to her ability the past several months. Something about that helped me deep inside. Somehow, I think he gets me. Somehow, I think Master Kator understands the deep pain I feel, and he is okay with letting me have it.
I have a lot to learn from him. He is the first to ever reach out to me in this way, and I am so thankful for it. I hope that I can make him proud of me. I hope I can restore Operative Nyx' name within the Rebellion and at the same time, create a new one for myself.
I have found a new hope.
Corden's Storyline - The Daily Grind
Operative Nyx Reporting
Corden's hiding something, but I can't quite tell what it is. His thick skull hides my ability to probe his mind, so I simply have to wait for him to say something to me about it. I know something is bothering him, but he just won't tell me. What do I do? Ask about the bantha in the room or simply let it be? I am just thankful that he is here with me right now, maybe I just do not want to spoil this beautiful moment.
I have to admit, everytime he is around me I lose focus and simply enjoy his company. He is everything to me and to ruin this moment of perfection with something as silly as, "what are you holding back from me?" isn't something I want to do right now. So, we will cotninue our lives in this moment of pure bliss, but I sincerely hope he tells me what has been bothering him.
And I hope he doesn't pull that typical Mandalorian male thing to bottle it up and stuff it deep inside of himself.
Corden's hiding something, but I can't quite tell what it is. His thick skull hides my ability to probe his mind, so I simply have to wait for him to say something to me about it. I know something is bothering him, but he just won't tell me. What do I do? Ask about the bantha in the room or simply let it be? I am just thankful that he is here with me right now, maybe I just do not want to spoil this beautiful moment.
I have to admit, everytime he is around me I lose focus and simply enjoy his company. He is everything to me and to ruin this moment of perfection with something as silly as, "what are you holding back from me?" isn't something I want to do right now. So, we will cotninue our lives in this moment of pure bliss, but I sincerely hope he tells me what has been bothering him.
And I hope he doesn't pull that typical Mandalorian male thing to bottle it up and stuff it deep inside of himself.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Seraphic Phenyx' Storyline - Eyes Wide Open
Operative Seraphim Reporting
It's strange how I have been walking around almost as if in a daze recently. These memories I have are so real and yet they are not mine. This history I have with these people, it is not my own history but someone else's. It's like I am walking around in someone else's body, and following these routines that that person already established. I do not know what to do with myself. Do I continue living this life in the manner which Sandalphon (@CelestialPhenyx) created, or do I strike it out on my own? I don't even know what I want anymore. Do I stay in the Rebellion as her substitute? Although she could have killed me when she first saw me, she didn't. Maybe I should stay in the Rebellion as her substitute to repay her kindness until I can think of something better to do with myself.
The pain of being utterly alone is too much to bear right now. I know if I were to approach Sandalphon, she would talk to me the same way that her husband, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), did. It's hard though talking with him. The feelings I have are so deep, but I realize they are the feelings she feels towards him. I am only a shadow of her, a memory almost. And a part of me wants to rebel against that memory. I want to be something more than that. That is her life, and this is mine.
I should probably get some rest for now. Tomorrow is going to be long and I am pretty sure I will have many more agonizing decisions to make. I wish Corden could have stayed to help me, but he belongs to her. I wish I had someone here to help me understand what I am going through, but I am afraid I am completely and utterly alone.
It's strange how I have been walking around almost as if in a daze recently. These memories I have are so real and yet they are not mine. This history I have with these people, it is not my own history but someone else's. It's like I am walking around in someone else's body, and following these routines that that person already established. I do not know what to do with myself. Do I continue living this life in the manner which Sandalphon (@CelestialPhenyx) created, or do I strike it out on my own? I don't even know what I want anymore. Do I stay in the Rebellion as her substitute? Although she could have killed me when she first saw me, she didn't. Maybe I should stay in the Rebellion as her substitute to repay her kindness until I can think of something better to do with myself.
The pain of being utterly alone is too much to bear right now. I know if I were to approach Sandalphon, she would talk to me the same way that her husband, Corden (@Corden_Maximus), did. It's hard though talking with him. The feelings I have are so deep, but I realize they are the feelings she feels towards him. I am only a shadow of her, a memory almost. And a part of me wants to rebel against that memory. I want to be something more than that. That is her life, and this is mine.
I should probably get some rest for now. Tomorrow is going to be long and I am pretty sure I will have many more agonizing decisions to make. I wish Corden could have stayed to help me, but he belongs to her. I wish I had someone here to help me understand what I am going through, but I am afraid I am completely and utterly alone.
Seraphic Phenyx - I am a Clone
Operative Seraphim (Sandalphon's clone) Reporting
After the break-up, I decided to strike it out on my own. Mon Mothma reassigned me from Imperial Navy espionage duties until I could get my head straightened out. Because of my traitorous interactions with the Imperials, I report directly to Mon Mothma as no other Rebel team wants to work with me. Mon Mothma understands what I have been through, and rather than throwing me out into the galaxy, is giving me time to find myself. She has assigned me to the small Rebellion ship, the Dammarung, temporarily until I can get my footing. I am still tasked with rescuing the Rebel Twi'lek Shayde (@RebelShayde) from Jabba's Palace on Tattooine, and as soon as I can bring her back, I am sure it will get me on the good graces of some of the Rebels.
Somehow, Shion (@Chief_Uzuki) found me. It appears she left her position at Vector Industries to follow the KOS-MOS (@_kos_mos) unit and finish it's construction. I begged her to not leave her position, but she decided she wasn't happy with the way that her employer was working with the Imperials. Before I left the Imperial ship, I took the KOS-MOS unit with me so that its technology wouldn't get into their hands (another thing Mon Mothma will be pleased to learn about in my next report). Unfortunately, Shion indicated that Vector Industries is working on a new prototype unit called T-elos which is supposed to be even better than the KOS-MOS unit. This scares me as KOS-MOS is a highly advanced android and anything more than her could easily decimate the Rebellion. Shion and I plan to work on the KOS-MOS unit for a possible eventual battle with the T-elos unit, when that android is deployed. Shion and KOS-MOS decided that in my highly emotional state, I wasn't suited for combat. They went off to Jabba's Palace to rescue Shayde for me.
As if the day couldn't have gotten worse, the largest blow was that I found out I am a clone of the Operative Nyx (@CelestialPhenyx/@Sandal_Maximus). I found out because I didn't know where to go or who to turn to, so I contacted the one person who I thought would be there for me, Corden (@Corden_Maximus). He kept asking me strange questions and making statements that we just saw each other the day before, but I kept reiterating that this was the first time he and I have seen each other since the break-up. After some sleuthing, Corden found the cloner's marking on the back of my neck indicating that I (not his wife, Sandal) am the clone. I was devestated. Not only am I the shadow of a great warrior, all of the memories I have of my life are hers. Who am I? What am I? Where do I go?
I am lost and confused. I am afraid to meet Sandalphon, the real Sandalphon. However, no one knows that I am her, so I will maintain my cover for the time being. But I need to speak with her. In reviewing her reports, I found the day that she saw me in the glass cloning tube aboard the same ship (the Dammarung). She said she couldn't destroy me. She detonated a bomb in the area when she discovered the cloning operation, but for some reason, she didn't detonate the one around my cylinder. I am so lost that I need direction... I need something from her. The memories I have of Corden are hers, and when he touched my face, the feelings I felt inside were hers for him. Truly, she loves him dearly. But I know now that these memories and feelings are not my own. They are hers, and for that, I will dismiss them.
Corden has allowed me to stay here in his house. All of the memories that she had with him flood my mind. I don't know if I can stay very long feeling the way I do, but for tonight, it is a place to get some respite from all of the problems I have been through.
I feel so alone. I feel so lost. I am torn between a past that I never lived and a future I cannot see.
EDITORIAL NOTE: The account has been re-named Seraphic Phenyx (@Seraphic_Phenyx) in honor of the clone's discovery of herself. Formerly @CelestyalPhenyx
After the break-up, I decided to strike it out on my own. Mon Mothma reassigned me from Imperial Navy espionage duties until I could get my head straightened out. Because of my traitorous interactions with the Imperials, I report directly to Mon Mothma as no other Rebel team wants to work with me. Mon Mothma understands what I have been through, and rather than throwing me out into the galaxy, is giving me time to find myself. She has assigned me to the small Rebellion ship, the Dammarung, temporarily until I can get my footing. I am still tasked with rescuing the Rebel Twi'lek Shayde (@RebelShayde) from Jabba's Palace on Tattooine, and as soon as I can bring her back, I am sure it will get me on the good graces of some of the Rebels.
Somehow, Shion (@Chief_Uzuki) found me. It appears she left her position at Vector Industries to follow the KOS-MOS (@_kos_mos) unit and finish it's construction. I begged her to not leave her position, but she decided she wasn't happy with the way that her employer was working with the Imperials. Before I left the Imperial ship, I took the KOS-MOS unit with me so that its technology wouldn't get into their hands (another thing Mon Mothma will be pleased to learn about in my next report). Unfortunately, Shion indicated that Vector Industries is working on a new prototype unit called T-elos which is supposed to be even better than the KOS-MOS unit. This scares me as KOS-MOS is a highly advanced android and anything more than her could easily decimate the Rebellion. Shion and I plan to work on the KOS-MOS unit for a possible eventual battle with the T-elos unit, when that android is deployed. Shion and KOS-MOS decided that in my highly emotional state, I wasn't suited for combat. They went off to Jabba's Palace to rescue Shayde for me.
As if the day couldn't have gotten worse, the largest blow was that I found out I am a clone of the Operative Nyx (@CelestialPhenyx/@Sandal_Maximus). I found out because I didn't know where to go or who to turn to, so I contacted the one person who I thought would be there for me, Corden (@Corden_Maximus). He kept asking me strange questions and making statements that we just saw each other the day before, but I kept reiterating that this was the first time he and I have seen each other since the break-up. After some sleuthing, Corden found the cloner's marking on the back of my neck indicating that I (not his wife, Sandal) am the clone. I was devestated. Not only am I the shadow of a great warrior, all of the memories I have of my life are hers. Who am I? What am I? Where do I go?
I am lost and confused. I am afraid to meet Sandalphon, the real Sandalphon. However, no one knows that I am her, so I will maintain my cover for the time being. But I need to speak with her. In reviewing her reports, I found the day that she saw me in the glass cloning tube aboard the same ship (the Dammarung). She said she couldn't destroy me. She detonated a bomb in the area when she discovered the cloning operation, but for some reason, she didn't detonate the one around my cylinder. I am so lost that I need direction... I need something from her. The memories I have of Corden are hers, and when he touched my face, the feelings I felt inside were hers for him. Truly, she loves him dearly. But I know now that these memories and feelings are not my own. They are hers, and for that, I will dismiss them.
Corden has allowed me to stay here in his house. All of the memories that she had with him flood my mind. I don't know if I can stay very long feeling the way I do, but for tonight, it is a place to get some respite from all of the problems I have been through.
I feel so alone. I feel so lost. I am torn between a past that I never lived and a future I cannot see.
EDITORIAL NOTE: The account has been re-named Seraphic Phenyx (@Seraphic_Phenyx) in honor of the clone's discovery of herself. Formerly @CelestyalPhenyx
Piett's Storyline - The End is Nigh
After months/weeks of limited conversation and evasiveness, I decided that it was time for me to move on. Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) never responded to my numerous messages and instead of approaching me on the issue, he simply ignored me. It pained me to feel as if I were forgotten, and now I understand why it is said that "being forgotten is worse than death." None the less, Admiral Piett simply walked away from me without giving me a chance to talk to him. It makes me wonder if there was someone else on the side or if he has been wanting to break up for some time but never approaching me about it. Little did he know, but I did crack into his various accounts and discover he was flirting heavily with other women. One witness said they saw him and Admiral Daala together at the Mos Eisley cantina recently, which confirms my suspicions.
I did speak with Star Killer (@Star_Killer_) who tried to convince me to stay. But if Admiral Piett refuses to return my messages to him, then there really isn't a way that I can talk to him. Star Killer was adamant that I contact Admiral Piett, but there's just no way I can bring myself to sending ANOTHER message to Admiral Piett and feel like I am being ignored for the Nth straight week. If he doesn't want me to talk to him, then I won't push myself onto him.
So I decided to leave. I unblocked the comm line back to Admiral Piett so if I matter anything to him, he can find me.
To get my mind off of the drama and pain I felt in my heart, I rescued a slave girl dancer (@Fiona_Brighton) and showed her what life could be like with freedom and choice. It helped a bit to do this, but my heart was still very heavy. None the less, it appears that Admiral Piett and I are over. I wish him well... but should he ever decide that he wants me in his life, the comm line is still open. The only thing is, if he waits too long... I might just have moved on.
I did speak with Star Killer (@Star_Killer_) who tried to convince me to stay. But if Admiral Piett refuses to return my messages to him, then there really isn't a way that I can talk to him. Star Killer was adamant that I contact Admiral Piett, but there's just no way I can bring myself to sending ANOTHER message to Admiral Piett and feel like I am being ignored for the Nth straight week. If he doesn't want me to talk to him, then I won't push myself onto him.
So I decided to leave. I unblocked the comm line back to Admiral Piett so if I matter anything to him, he can find me.
To get my mind off of the drama and pain I felt in my heart, I rescued a slave girl dancer (@Fiona_Brighton) and showed her what life could be like with freedom and choice. It helped a bit to do this, but my heart was still very heavy. None the less, it appears that Admiral Piett and I are over. I wish him well... but should he ever decide that he wants me in his life, the comm line is still open. The only thing is, if he waits too long... I might just have moved on.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
EDITORIAL: Corden Maximus - Vindicated!
I normally do not write editorials on this blog, but I felt this situation warranted the truth. There were accusations that the typist behind the @Corden_Maximus account had essentially used an already created character. The accusations were investigated by other third-party Twitter accounts, and are well-documented on this blog. The third-party Twitter accounts (@The_Daily_Rag) conducted an independent investigation and came to the following conclusions:
The same source of the accusations also stated they created the Rang Skirata (@TheRangSkirata) and Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) characters. The Rang Skirata character was created in 2009, and Admiral Piett is a canon character from the original Star Wars series (not to mention the account was created in early 2010).
- The accusation was that a certain company created the character Corden Maximus on 12/14/10
- Twitter's records show the Corden Maximus account as being started in 11/2010
The same source of the accusations also stated they created the Rang Skirata (@TheRangSkirata) and Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) characters. The Rang Skirata character was created in 2009, and Admiral Piett is a canon character from the original Star Wars series (not to mention the account was created in early 2010).
Friday, May 13, 2011
EDITORIAL NOTE: A New Account - @Sandal_Maximus
I created a new Twitter account (@Sandal_Maximus) which will be used as my "talking" account. I found the need for this as my own timeline for the @CelestialPhenyx account was being cluttered with talk with other role-players and friends, to the extent that both the story and snarky comments were getting lost in the mix. I wanted to make this easier for my readers to follow, thus all out-of-character comments will be handled by the @Sandal_Maximus account. Please continue to tweet to me, but I will be responding from this new account.
Thank you!
Thank you!
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Corden's Storyline: Marriage Made in Heaven
I am keeping this brief for the reason that I am still in shock and awe over the entire event. But in an extremely private ceremony, Corden and I exchanged rings and are now married.
He took me to a treetop paradise he constructed himself, and there as we watched the sunset, gave me a beskargam ring with a stone on top. I was so touched. And there, I gave him my father's wedding ring that luckily fit perfectly.
My name is now Sandalphon Maximus.
He took me to a treetop paradise he constructed himself, and there as we watched the sunset, gave me a beskargam ring with a stone on top. I was so touched. And there, I gave him my father's wedding ring that luckily fit perfectly.
My name is now Sandalphon Maximus.
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Monday, April 4, 2011
Piett's Storyline: The Battle Droid KOS MOS and Chief Uzuki
Operative Nyx Reporting
I began working on the experimental battle droid KOS MOS (@_kos_mos) along with Imperial Chief of Robotic Engineering, Shion Uzuki (@Chief_Uzuki). I have become completely fascinated with this project as the KOS MOS battle droid could easily turn the tide on the Rebellion if it is launched soon by the Imperials. KOS MOS has a full range of weaponry and abilities, and because of Chief Uzuki's diligence, I am unable to place a self-sabotaging mechanism inside of the droid.
A part of me, however, is completely fascinated by it. KOS MOS is almost a piece of art in how beautiful she is, and the pure mission to protect human kind. Yet, if the Imperials were able to override KOS MOS' default programming, she could easily be turned into any standard battle droid. I believe Chief Uzuki is on the Executor on loan from her private organization, Vector Industries. I do not know what ties Vector Industries has to the Imperials, but I seek to understand the purpose behind their alliance. If the Imperials intend to purchase the KOS MOS unit, I need to figure out how to stop it from entering the battlefield. Chief Uzuki is my only doorway into this project. The only person I fear that would stop me would be Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett).
Chief Uzuki also mentioned that the Rebel Shayde (@Rebel_Shayde) was captured and being held at Jabba's Palace on Tattooine. I was tasked with finding Shayde months ago, but once her tracker was turned off, there was no way to locate her. I have been searching ever since, and of all places she could be, she is at Jabbas. But if Chief Uzuki, KOS MOS, and I were to enter Jabba's Palace, we could retrieve the Rebel Shayde and the Force Severing collar for the KOS MOS unit that Shion wants. I barely made it out of the last encounter at Jabba's alive... who knows if this will be my last. I had better recruit heavily for this mission.
I began working on the experimental battle droid KOS MOS (@_kos_mos) along with Imperial Chief of Robotic Engineering, Shion Uzuki (@Chief_Uzuki). I have become completely fascinated with this project as the KOS MOS battle droid could easily turn the tide on the Rebellion if it is launched soon by the Imperials. KOS MOS has a full range of weaponry and abilities, and because of Chief Uzuki's diligence, I am unable to place a self-sabotaging mechanism inside of the droid.
A part of me, however, is completely fascinated by it. KOS MOS is almost a piece of art in how beautiful she is, and the pure mission to protect human kind. Yet, if the Imperials were able to override KOS MOS' default programming, she could easily be turned into any standard battle droid. I believe Chief Uzuki is on the Executor on loan from her private organization, Vector Industries. I do not know what ties Vector Industries has to the Imperials, but I seek to understand the purpose behind their alliance. If the Imperials intend to purchase the KOS MOS unit, I need to figure out how to stop it from entering the battlefield. Chief Uzuki is my only doorway into this project. The only person I fear that would stop me would be Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett).
Chief Uzuki also mentioned that the Rebel Shayde (@Rebel_Shayde) was captured and being held at Jabba's Palace on Tattooine. I was tasked with finding Shayde months ago, but once her tracker was turned off, there was no way to locate her. I have been searching ever since, and of all places she could be, she is at Jabbas. But if Chief Uzuki, KOS MOS, and I were to enter Jabba's Palace, we could retrieve the Rebel Shayde and the Force Severing collar for the KOS MOS unit that Shion wants. I barely made it out of the last encounter at Jabba's alive... who knows if this will be my last. I had better recruit heavily for this mission.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Corden's Storyline - The Cyar'ika Returns
Operative Nyx Reporting
Corden (@Corden_Maximus) has been sneaking off late into the night while I am asleep, sometimes returning in the morning and sometimes in a few days. I have attempted to place trackers on his armor and ship, but to no avail. It worries me because he tends to get himself in a bit of trouble, but he manages to return safe and sound. In a recent excursion though, he came under attack while at a compound and required my asisstance. I arrived and unfortunately, provided more of a diversion than back-up. Which for the most part, helped free him from a tight corner he was pinned down in by the laser fire.
It was then he approached Elektra (@CrimeBossKuu) about payment, in which she double-crossed the bounty agreement. She captured us both and while in the brig, he and I began to argue. She insinuated something devious between them at which I confronted Corden, and he repeatedly denied. Unfortunately before I could give him a better tongue-lashing, Elektra stunned both of us, taking me with her to be turned in to the Imperials. While en route, Corden's tracking device activated and a fellow Mandalorian (@RC_Boss) responded to the signal. Both of them immediately "hit it off" and followed my tracking signal to a remote jungle planet. In the interim, Elektra and I had a verbal (and physical exchange) before I was knocked out. Elektra disembarked the transport ship with her men, hiding me in the jungle, waiting for the eventual confrontation with Corden and Boss.
It was in that waiting period I came to and used my Force abilities to knock out Elektra, and ran off into the jungle pursued by the guards. I did my best to fend them off until Corden and Boss arrived, at which time I was officially rescued and taken back onto Corden's ship. I am glad that Boss was there to help us, and I owe both him and Corden my life for what they did. Mandalorians truly have hearts of gold hidden among the thick emotional armor that they carry. I can understand why the Kiffar respect them so, and in Corden's heart, I see why I love him so much. It is almost as if he and I share the same heart, and thus are two pieces to the same soul.
And in typical Corden fashion, while I was asleep again, he made sure to rig Elektra's compound with explosives should she return. He considers this our contingency plan, or rather, a reminder from him to Elektra to stay out of our way.
Corden (@Corden_Maximus) has been sneaking off late into the night while I am asleep, sometimes returning in the morning and sometimes in a few days. I have attempted to place trackers on his armor and ship, but to no avail. It worries me because he tends to get himself in a bit of trouble, but he manages to return safe and sound. In a recent excursion though, he came under attack while at a compound and required my asisstance. I arrived and unfortunately, provided more of a diversion than back-up. Which for the most part, helped free him from a tight corner he was pinned down in by the laser fire.
It was then he approached Elektra (@CrimeBossKuu) about payment, in which she double-crossed the bounty agreement. She captured us both and while in the brig, he and I began to argue. She insinuated something devious between them at which I confronted Corden, and he repeatedly denied. Unfortunately before I could give him a better tongue-lashing, Elektra stunned both of us, taking me with her to be turned in to the Imperials. While en route, Corden's tracking device activated and a fellow Mandalorian (@RC_Boss) responded to the signal. Both of them immediately "hit it off" and followed my tracking signal to a remote jungle planet. In the interim, Elektra and I had a verbal (and physical exchange) before I was knocked out. Elektra disembarked the transport ship with her men, hiding me in the jungle, waiting for the eventual confrontation with Corden and Boss.
It was in that waiting period I came to and used my Force abilities to knock out Elektra, and ran off into the jungle pursued by the guards. I did my best to fend them off until Corden and Boss arrived, at which time I was officially rescued and taken back onto Corden's ship. I am glad that Boss was there to help us, and I owe both him and Corden my life for what they did. Mandalorians truly have hearts of gold hidden among the thick emotional armor that they carry. I can understand why the Kiffar respect them so, and in Corden's heart, I see why I love him so much. It is almost as if he and I share the same heart, and thus are two pieces to the same soul.
And in typical Corden fashion, while I was asleep again, he made sure to rig Elektra's compound with explosives should she return. He considers this our contingency plan, or rather, a reminder from him to Elektra to stay out of our way.
Piett's Storyline - Counseling, my "Padawan" and Battle Droids
Operative Nyx Reporting
Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) and I reached our breaking point in that we realized our relationship was going to quickly deteriorate without professional intervention. His pulling away continued to trigger my withdrawl symptoms, and I continued to withdraw which lead him to pulling away even further. This cycle was continuing to happen and if it went on indefinitely, would have lead to us eventually moving so far apart that we would have separated. Neither of us desired separation, and thus we turned to the only source we could think of, which was the mental health counseling wing located within the Executor.
It was here that we met the counselor (@Valadhiel_) who worked with each of us and then together as a couple on our issues. It wasn't until we began talking that I realized how lacking our communication style was. For some reason, I felt more comfortable talking to everyone else but Firmus, and he seemed more comfortable buring his head in work versus approaching me. Our relationship was truly in a dark spot. With Val's help, we learned to accept each other's shortcomings, and work through the ones that we could together as a team. Since we began counseling, I have yet to "run away" as Firmus states it, and he has not withdrawn to the extent that he had in the past. I know we are not perfect, but it is comforting to have him here with me in this way.
My Jedi student, Faylene Skystorm (@Faylene_Skystrm), and I have just began the initial phases of training. I feel horrible that he and I have not been able to spend much time together in training, but I hope to do so soon. I guess this is why in the past, Jedi Masters would only take one student at a time because training a student in the proper fashion can be very time-consuming. But it is indeed an honor to be his "master," although I despise that term entirely.
Lastly, I have found an unused workshop that I have taken on as my second home aboard the Executor. Being a secretary to Admiral Piett has its moments, but I find the work tedious. Luckily, Firmus has granted me verbal permission to use the facilty as my battle droid workroom which will allow me to keep my mind from wandering too far. Field testing the battle droids has been quite fun, actually. And luckily, my sidekick and Twi'lek associate Oola (@Slave_Oola) has returned and is ready to help. I can't want to show her the ropes as well!
Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) and I reached our breaking point in that we realized our relationship was going to quickly deteriorate without professional intervention. His pulling away continued to trigger my withdrawl symptoms, and I continued to withdraw which lead him to pulling away even further. This cycle was continuing to happen and if it went on indefinitely, would have lead to us eventually moving so far apart that we would have separated. Neither of us desired separation, and thus we turned to the only source we could think of, which was the mental health counseling wing located within the Executor.
It was here that we met the counselor (@Valadhiel_) who worked with each of us and then together as a couple on our issues. It wasn't until we began talking that I realized how lacking our communication style was. For some reason, I felt more comfortable talking to everyone else but Firmus, and he seemed more comfortable buring his head in work versus approaching me. Our relationship was truly in a dark spot. With Val's help, we learned to accept each other's shortcomings, and work through the ones that we could together as a team. Since we began counseling, I have yet to "run away" as Firmus states it, and he has not withdrawn to the extent that he had in the past. I know we are not perfect, but it is comforting to have him here with me in this way.
My Jedi student, Faylene Skystorm (@Faylene_Skystrm), and I have just began the initial phases of training. I feel horrible that he and I have not been able to spend much time together in training, but I hope to do so soon. I guess this is why in the past, Jedi Masters would only take one student at a time because training a student in the proper fashion can be very time-consuming. But it is indeed an honor to be his "master," although I despise that term entirely.
Lastly, I have found an unused workshop that I have taken on as my second home aboard the Executor. Being a secretary to Admiral Piett has its moments, but I find the work tedious. Luckily, Firmus has granted me verbal permission to use the facilty as my battle droid workroom which will allow me to keep my mind from wandering too far. Field testing the battle droids has been quite fun, actually. And luckily, my sidekick and Twi'lek associate Oola (@Slave_Oola) has returned and is ready to help. I can't want to show her the ropes as well!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Piett's Storyline - The Hunted - Part II
Operative Nyx Reporting
I was returned safely to the Executor and the med droids attended to my wounds. Captain Fel (@Soontir_Fel) updated Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) on my condition. It was then that Admiral Piett rushed to my room in the med bay and we talked about the dangerous job that I have. I can't deny it is dangerous, but it is where I find my bliss, my love in life. He agreed to be supportive and keep Captain Fel on bodyguard assignment for me.
I updated Mon Mothma (@_Mon_Mothma) regarding quarantining Mustafar from travelers, and Admiral Piett agreed as well.
I was returned safely to the Executor and the med droids attended to my wounds. Captain Fel (@Soontir_Fel) updated Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) on my condition. It was then that Admiral Piett rushed to my room in the med bay and we talked about the dangerous job that I have. I can't deny it is dangerous, but it is where I find my bliss, my love in life. He agreed to be supportive and keep Captain Fel on bodyguard assignment for me.
I updated Mon Mothma (@_Mon_Mothma) regarding quarantining Mustafar from travelers, and Admiral Piett agreed as well.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Piett's Storyline - The Hunted
Operative Nyx' Journal
Mon Mothma (@_Mon_Mothma) requested my assistance in locating several lost explorers which were last spotted on the volcanic planet, Mustafar. Mustafar is an inhospitable planet, full of fiery dangers and a certain death. I argued with Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) over letting me go on a simple retrieval mission, but based on the holo footage I showed him, he didn't believe this was a simple search and rescue. We spent much of the remaining day angry at each other, and finally he found me in the mess hall and we talked a bit more intimately. I felt like I had to choose between my job and my love for him, and he felt like he was going to lose me because of the dangerous occupation I have. I wish I could say that I was a typical secretary and my life wasn't dangerous, but I'm just not one of those types of girls. I spoke briefly with my chihuahua (@EmpChihuahua) regarding the location of my coolant pack for the heat-resistant armor, at which he replied the good one was damaged in a past mission and the crappy one was sitting right in front of me. I decided that taking the crappy one was necessary and thus, left for Mustafar.
I left for Mustafar and without my knowledge, Admiral Piett sent his Captain Soontir Fel (@Soontir_Fel) after me. I arrived on Mustafar and found the explorer's belongings. It was in using Force Psychometry I saw visions within one of the metal rings of a droid assassinating the explorers, then throwing them into the streams of fire. The owner of the ring was alive when he was tossed into the stream, dropping his ring while being dragged to his doom. The visions scared me to death, filling my entire being with anger over the entire incident. It was then I was sniped by the droid, shattering my femur. He seemed to enjoy the hunt and the thrill of killing a Jedi, as I tried crawling away, he chased me down and crushed my suit's cooling system and it began to overheat. It was then Captain Fel came out of hiding and confronted the droid. While the droid was preoccupied, I used FORCE DISABLE on him, rending him useless temporarily while Captain Fel took me back to his waiting ship. The suit was so overheated that he had to strip it off of me when we got to a cooler part of the planet. Unfortunately, I was down in my lingerie and he was a gentleman and attempted to not stare (too much). While being carried, I used the numbing agent on my leg so that it would not hurt while being carried back to his ship and eventually the Executor.
Mon Mothma (@_Mon_Mothma) requested my assistance in locating several lost explorers which were last spotted on the volcanic planet, Mustafar. Mustafar is an inhospitable planet, full of fiery dangers and a certain death. I argued with Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) over letting me go on a simple retrieval mission, but based on the holo footage I showed him, he didn't believe this was a simple search and rescue. We spent much of the remaining day angry at each other, and finally he found me in the mess hall and we talked a bit more intimately. I felt like I had to choose between my job and my love for him, and he felt like he was going to lose me because of the dangerous occupation I have. I wish I could say that I was a typical secretary and my life wasn't dangerous, but I'm just not one of those types of girls. I spoke briefly with my chihuahua (@EmpChihuahua) regarding the location of my coolant pack for the heat-resistant armor, at which he replied the good one was damaged in a past mission and the crappy one was sitting right in front of me. I decided that taking the crappy one was necessary and thus, left for Mustafar.
I left for Mustafar and without my knowledge, Admiral Piett sent his Captain Soontir Fel (@Soontir_Fel) after me. I arrived on Mustafar and found the explorer's belongings. It was in using Force Psychometry I saw visions within one of the metal rings of a droid assassinating the explorers, then throwing them into the streams of fire. The owner of the ring was alive when he was tossed into the stream, dropping his ring while being dragged to his doom. The visions scared me to death, filling my entire being with anger over the entire incident. It was then I was sniped by the droid, shattering my femur. He seemed to enjoy the hunt and the thrill of killing a Jedi, as I tried crawling away, he chased me down and crushed my suit's cooling system and it began to overheat. It was then Captain Fel came out of hiding and confronted the droid. While the droid was preoccupied, I used FORCE DISABLE on him, rending him useless temporarily while Captain Fel took me back to his waiting ship. The suit was so overheated that he had to strip it off of me when we got to a cooler part of the planet. Unfortunately, I was down in my lingerie and he was a gentleman and attempted to not stare (too much). While being carried, I used the numbing agent on my leg so that it would not hurt while being carried back to his ship and eventually the Executor.
ROLE PLAY DATA SHEET - Search and Rescue - Team Shatterpoint
Date: February 20, 2011
Storyline Title: Search and Rescue: Team Shatterpoint
Performers:
· CelestialPhenyx Kiffar/human hybrid. Jedi. Semi-retired Rebellion spy, bounty hunter.
· Corden Maximus Mandalorian. Bounty hunter.
· Hayle Storm Bothan male. Rebellion spy. Team ShatterPoint member.
· Shayde Twilek female. Rebellion spy. Team ShatterPoint member.
· Admiral Griff Human male. Imperial.
· Mon Mothma Human female. Rebellion Leader
Accounts to Follow:
· CelestialPhenyx @CelestialPhenyx
· Corden Maximus @Corden_Maximus
· Hayle Storm @AltAntagonist
· Shayde @RebelShayde
· Admiral Griff @AdmiralGriff
· Mon Mothma @Mon_Mothma
Background:
Rebellion espionage team Shatterpoint went missing after attempting to gather intelligence and retrieve a new nuclear device being developed on Point Nadir by the Epsis, a criminal organization specializing in new technology. Corden Maximus and Operative Nyx agreed that stopping the nuclear bomb was more important than retrieving this team, but now that the bomb has been stopped, Operative Nyx has agreed to try to find her friends. It has been months since the Rebellion has heard from the team, and it is assumed all had perished.
Act 1
Nyx sits in the library reading a book, head resting on Corden’s lap while he reads one. She tries to focus but her mind remains pre-occupied. She can’t contain herself any further and talks to him about the missing Rebellion espionage team, saying how they were her friends and she can’t stand not knowing if they are dead or alive. Specifically, she has a hunch that several of the team members are alive, because she seems to sense them. Corden tries to talk her out of it, saying that if they have gone this long (months) without anyone hearing from them, they are probably dead or well on their way. Nyx is heart-broken that she feels unsupported and tries to talk him into letting her go freely. Corden again objects stating all of the times she has nearly been killed (or the latest, actually killed) and it is too dangerous. He asks what is wrong with a simple, quiet life? She responds that duty comes before anything else. The discussion ends in a stalemate as both are stubborn.
Act 2
While showering alone, Nyx receives a distress message TTF from the Bothan spy, Hayle Storm, from the Shatterpoint team. She immediately gets out of the shower and changes, deciding to go on this mission without letting Corden know. Using a secret exit out of the bunker, she goes to a small transport ship hidden in an escape hangar and leaves. Knowing her tendency to hide secrets from him, he is already waiting in space near the planet’s moon in his ship, biding his time. He sees her transport vessel enter hyperspace and follows. She arrives to the coordinates on Point Nadir and finds Hayle in an isolated chamber in a prison cell. Following her but staying out of sight, Corden snipes several guards that have appeared to have spotted her enter the facility. He continues to watch over her from a distance, then returns to the bunker when she is safe. Nyx frees Hayle and they make their way to a cantina where he can get a drink and debrief on the mission.
Hayle essentially says that the entire team of six were overtaken by the powerful Epsis droids. Four of the team members were either killed in the initial assault or killed through various torture methods. He and the Twi’lek team member (Shayde) were allowed to live. He was sent off to a prison where he has been for months, whereas he does not know Shayde’s whereabouts. Nyx intends to find Shayde through the Force, and Hayle decides he wants to go along. Nyx and Hayle leave the cantina and head off to the Executor.
Act 3
Shayde is the slave to Admiral Griff aboard his ship, the Executor. She was captured in the raid on Point Nadir and sold on the slave market where she was purchased by the Imperials (Admiral Griff). Maintaining her cover, she decided to remain his slave in order to gather intelligence while aboard the Executor. He decides not to let her leave, instead offering her an assassination mission for her freedom and to live as an Imperial spy/asset. To make the decision more tempting, he says that if she does not accept, Tarkin will destroy her Twi'lek home planet. She agrees to work as an operative and carry out the assassination mission the following day.
Act 4
Nyx travels with Shayde and Hayle back to Rebellion HQ where she returns them and debriefs with Mon Mothma, saying that four members of Shatterpoint Team perished. That night, Nyx holds a quiet candlelight vigil in the Hall of the Fallen to honor their memories, then returns to the bunker.
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Copyright CelestialPhenyx (2011) and edited by CordenMaximus (2011)
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