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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 1, 2006 22:12:58 GMT -5
Tr'a walked around in circles trying to find the Jedi she was hunting earlier. This is a waist of time she thought. After half an hour, she ended up back in the hangar. "Damn it!" she yelled.
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 22:14:41 GMT -5
Hiding behind a stack of crates, Tydarus felt that same presence "The hunter" he thought, lifting his muzzle in the air to see if he can smell something new.
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Post by Kerrigan (Bullseye) Darkrider on Sept 1, 2006 22:14:58 GMT -5
(This is keen didnt wanna switch) Ken felt someone in the force rushing towards th ship he pulled both of his lightsabers out and ignited them.
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 22:26:52 GMT -5
He remained hidden, knowing that another person was out there.
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 1, 2006 22:32:51 GMT -5
Tr'a Saa turned to the direction of where she felt the Jedi was hiding. "Oh Jedi...Come out, come out where ever you are..." She walked over to a pile of crates and kicked them over, playing with him. "I promise I won't bite."
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 22:39:29 GMT -5
after the crates fell over, there was no movement. Tydarus laid still, ignoring the pain which he knew would cause him trouble.
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 1, 2006 22:42:51 GMT -5
Tr'a looked over at the crates that he was hiding behind and tilted her head. "Hello Jedi."
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 22:46:56 GMT -5
Tydarus remained motionless with eyes closed.
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 1, 2006 22:51:46 GMT -5
Tr'a circled him, examining the prey she had caught. "Tell me, what level of Jedi are you."
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 22:52:34 GMT -5
There was no reply.
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 1, 2006 22:56:06 GMT -5
Tr'a silently examined over him, looking for any sign of weapons. None from what she could see "You are defenseless." She said disappointedly as she put her swords away. "You are a lucky Jedi. For I do not attack those who are defenseless. Unlike people like you." she said, referring to her parents.
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 22:59:13 GMT -5
He gave up on the playing dead trick. "What have I done to you?" He said weakly, in pain from the crates crushing him.
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 1, 2006 23:01:18 GMT -5
Tr'a pushed some of the crates off and gestured to help him up. "It's not what you did. It's what they did."
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 1, 2006 23:05:00 GMT -5
He got up on his own just barely "Why do you take it out on me?"
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 2, 2006 10:35:43 GMT -5
"Let's just put it this way, shall we?" Tr'a walked over to a fallen crate and sat on it. "When I was little, the Jedi came to my home-world. We didn't know why, but, we just minded our own business. Then, day after day, people started being killed. Some people said they saw a light-saber wound on them. Then one day, the Jedi barged into our house. My mother took me into a backroom and locked me in there. I could hear my mom and dad trying to fight them off, but they couldn't. My point is, we where defenseless against them. Half of my people didn't even know what a Jedi was before they arrived. And since they killed half of the population of my people, I'm going to kill theirs. Just returning the favor." she smirked
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 2, 2006 19:29:59 GMT -5
"What planet was this on?" He asked "Did you consider the possibility the attackers were dark Jedi?"
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 2, 2006 20:30:01 GMT -5
Within the blink of an eye, she took out her blade and held it to his neck. "Do not question my intellect, padawan."
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 2, 2006 20:31:42 GMT -5
He sat calmly "You wouldn't kill me like this an unarmed, weak, innocent padawan with no one's blood on my hands or else you would of done it already"
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Post by Tr'a Saa on Sept 2, 2006 20:40:36 GMT -5
Tr'a gently pushed the blade agianst his neck, but not hard enough to leave any damage. "You have a point. I'll admit that." she sneered. "And a smart mouth." Tr'a moved the blade away form him, twirling it around for a minute and putting it back into it's holster.
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Post by Tydarus Kinnol on Sept 2, 2006 20:43:30 GMT -5
He seemed more relaxed. "They're gifts from the man who took me in and cared for me when no one else would" He commented.
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