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Post Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:34 pm

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*From the darkness surrounding the figures in the Throne room, Cyon Esi grinned from his barely lit, burned and bloody throne. The Prophet had balls, he had to give him that, but it was obvious that he had been right in his conviction of their plans for the Killiks due to Fallacy's obvious and deliberate means of not touching the issue directly. Narrowing his mulitfaced eyes through the darkness, he suddenly began laughing. Standing from his throne slowly, he began applauding the holy group, also signalling for all the lights to be turned on in the room. As the room flooded with light, Cyon's true form and that of the true Pineath were revealed.*

*Standing strong, his posture perfect, it is then revealed that the other's earlier perceptions were mistaken, for Cyon's eyes reflected a bright yellow within their many faces, and his skin, pending on what angle you looked upon him at, was soft and shimmered like that of a rainbow.*

*The guards who had been stalking the holy members the whole time were far more different. The actual Pineath were tall feathered creatures, their feathers varying in shades of burgundy. Suddenly, there was a round of clicking as the shadow guard began communicating with each other.*

*Motioning for them to silence, Cyon stepped down a stare and bent over Fallacy to look him straight in the eyes and said quietly.*


=Warlord Cyon Esi=
I am head of the Chosen, Fallacy. Do not, again, presume that I am of the same race of these weaker creatures.


*Straightening, he had made perfectly obvious that he was, indeed, referring to the Pineath and that his race was called the Chosen. Popping his neck to relief a little tension that had built up, the Chosen Warlord turned his back to the Prophet and went back to his throne, but did not sit in it. Instead, he paced around it and stopped as he came around to the opposite side of the throne and leaned against it.*

=Warlord Cyon Esi=
Now, Fallacy, I will join your Alliance. But! We will not take orders from anyone, including your Annarian slaves.


*Cyon shot a glance over at Harcos to see his reaction before saying.*

=Warlord Cyon Esi=
I alone have say over the Chosen, and I will only answer to you when I feel that what you say is best. I hold no qualm with the Chiss, but my people need something to do, but that does not make us desperate. If your alliance begins to break itself apart, we will leave and we will not give two Sithspit about you. Do we have an agreement?
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Post Mon Dec 05, 2011 5:50 pm

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*Fallacy contemplated the Warlords agreement for a moment. Cyon Esi was going to potentially be a very loose cannon on this ship, but managed right, he could be tilted off on to the Chiss to cause great havoc.
Harcos took the Chosen Warlords insult in his stride and ignored it for the time being.
Fallacy then directed his response at the Warlord*

"Very well Warlord. Since the Chosen would not number greatly, then your men shall be confined to invasion forces. If this alliance should fail, then it is only reasonable that you would leave. We do have an agreement. Our forces march upon Yoggoy within the week, So do your best to have your forces ready to move out at any point during that time" Fallacy
*Fallacy did a short bow then turned around. Harcos took the lead followed by Fallacy and the honour guards. The group left the hall and went outside, boarding their transport which took off back to the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II in orbit.
When the transport landed, the crew of the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II turned the massive ship around before moving away from the planet and jumping to hyperspace back to the meeting point with the Vagaari and Tof.
Fallacy, Harcos and the Honour Guard in that time had made their way back to the bridge of the ship, Fallacy happy with the fact they had secured another ally in the war*

Post Tue Dec 06, 2011 1:29 am

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*As Fallacy and his group left the throne room, Cyon sat down in his warn and destroyed throne. Looking to the Pineath feathered shadow guard, he waved them all way so that he may be alone for a time as he thought on what he had just gotten himself into.*
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Post Tue Dec 06, 2011 4:13 am

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*The Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II exited hyperspace near the Vagaari and Tof fleets. Harcos then turned to Fallacy, having tired of seething over his outrage at the Chosen Warlords words*
"Sir I really feel I must voice my opinion" Harcos
"Very well Harcos, speak what is on your mind" Fallacy
"I do not think it is wise to have such a loose cannon as apart of this alliance, especially one that respects no one and wants power to himself" Harcos
"Harcos, the moment of salvation is at hand. We cannot afford to lose faith now" Fallacy
"I would never do such a thing sir" Harcos
"I should like to hope not. I do however understand your concerns, but understand this, whilst Cyon Esi is a loose cannon, if used correctly he can be set upon our enemies correctly and cause them much damage" Fallacy
"Aye sir. but what of his comments..." Harcos
"Remember Harcos your race is not slaves. You joined of your own accord and stay because of your faith in our cause. I consider you not slaves, but valiant warriors. Remember, the hopes of all the Alliance rest in your hands Chieftain" Fallacy
*With that Fallacy left the bridge with his honour guard and returned down to his chambers deep within the ship*
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Post Mon Jan 16, 2012 4:00 am

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*Harcos was standing at his post on the bridge when Fallacy's message came through. Harcos looked up at the crew*
"All hands to station, we make the jump to Yoggoy!" Harcos
*A resounding roar came from the crew on the bridge. Orders were sent to the Tof and Vagaari ships, meanwhile Harcos sent a long range transmission informing Warlord Cyon Esi that the Alliance fleet was moving to Yoggoy.
A few moments later the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II, 30 Vagaari Warships, 90 Vagaari Fighters, 9 Tof Bulk Cruisers and 100 Tof Starfighters jumped to hyperspace, headed towards Yoggoy*
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Post Fri Feb 17, 2012 4:45 pm

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*After the battle on Csilla, a small secret government organisation had spent several weeks gathering together the wreckage that had been left over by the Togorians SSD and bringing here, to a remote part of space, far out of the reach of anyone or thing.
They had been working to reassemble the wreckage and modify it slightly. So far their work had managed to assemble the front section of the ship as well as install a few new components, some of which were still in their experimental stage.
Meanwhile a small fleet consisting of 30 Clawcraft Mk III, 10 Chiss Phantom Mark II, 3 Excalibur Class Stealth Destroyer, 4 Csapla-class Assault shuttle and 2 Ac'siel II Class Star Destroyers floated nearby, acting as a defence fleet. A Chiss Orbital Repair/Refit Platform, which has been refitted with more living quarters, acts as a base for the workers to go and stay between shifts or to work on pieces of the ship.

It was a momentous day for the organisation, as they were about to test out the ships newly installed gravity well generators. The crew aboard the ship began to power up the systems and bring the gravity wells online. There was a moment of silence amongst the crew as they waited for the sensors to pick up readings. Soon the defending fleet was reporting a successful reading. They had succeeded in their first stage of adding some new systems*
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Post Sat Feb 18, 2012 3:15 am

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*The fleet consisting of the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II, 30 Vagaari Warships, 90 Vagaari Fighters, 9 Tof Bulk Cruisers and 100 Tof Starfighters was travelling smoothly through hyperspace towards their intended destination of Yoggoy. Harcos was standing at attention on the bridge when one of the scanners started bleeping. The operator watching over the scanner turned towards Harcos*
"Sir, we have an anomaly up ahead. We are being pulled out of hyperspace" Scanner Operator
"What?! Who could be causing it? Nevermind, all stations prepare for hyperspace exit!" Harcos
*Comm officers were transmitting orders as the entire fleet was pulled from hyperspace by the gravity well being projected by the Chiss ship. Harcos stared with disbelief at the assembled Chiss force*
"Where is this place?" Harcos
"Unsure sir, we seem to be somewhere in between the Ilum and Adumar Systems..." Bridge Operator #6
"But there shouldn't be anything out here! The Chiss can't have known we were coming..... Scan that force and bring it up on the holo projector" Harcos
*As one of the operators on the bridge began to run scans, Harcos sent a coded message down to Fallacy. The Croke looked at the message and a sinister smile crept across his face. Fallacy hovered out of his chambers, at which point his honour guard followed him up the elevator and to the bridge*
"Bringing up scan results now" Scanner Operator #3
*Fallacy stopped next to Harcos as the holo image of the Chiss fleet, docking station and partially build SSD appeared. Harcos looked confused at the image before him. It was a small fleet assembled around what looked like a replica of their current ship*
"Sir, what do you make of this? The Chiss can;t possibly have known we were coming, could they?" Harcos
*Fallacy let out a short laugh as he recognised what was going on. He steepled his fingers in front of his face as he stared at the holo image*
"Ah those Chiss... Trying to recreate other people's technologies again.... Chieftain it seems we have accidently stumbled across our enemy when they least expected it. This is no defense force.... It is a small security force designed to protect their project. They are trying to recreate General Gervase's ship. This will make for an ample opportunity for us to test out our force. Raise to battle stations, prepare the boarding parties and move in on the attack" Fallacy
"As you command sir. All men to battle stations!" Harcos
*The crew nodded and began relaying orders through the ship and between the fleet. The Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II, 30 Vagaari Warships, 90 Vagaari Fighters, 9 Tof Bulk Cruisers and 100 Tof Starfighters moved in closer towards the Chiss forces. The larger ships fired at the Chiss fleet once they were within firing range, while the Vagaari Fighters and Tof Starfighters moved in close, to take on the Chiss starfighters*
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Post Mon Feb 20, 2012 5:16 am

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*As the workers and soldiers were congratulating each other, the alliance fleet suddenly dropped from hyperspace at the edge of the gravity well. The director of the operation looked at the holo image of the approaching fleet*
"What in gods name...." Director
*Suddenly the fleet began moving closer and opening fire. The room started to panic*
"...Sound the battle alarm and return fire!" Director
*The orders were relayed at once. The 30 Clawcraft Mk III and 10 Chiss Phantom Mark II began to engage the approaching Vagaari and Tof starfighters. Meanwhile the 3 Excalibur Class Stealth Destroyer, 4 Csapla-class Assault shuttle and 2 Ac'siel II Class Star Destroyers engaged shields and began to return fire as the servo of turbolaser fire and torpedo's came flying at them. The ship crews had to use all their skill to not be obliterated by the mobile fortress that was the enemy's Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II.
Meanwhile the Director moved over to a computer console where the small team of project analysts were working*

"Sir the enemy flag ship seems to be an exact replica of the one we are constructing" Analyst
"How can that be possible? Can it be Togorians?" Director
"Well this one seems to have a better weapons load out. It is entirely possible it's the Togorians again. My conclusion is that perhaps they built several different SSD's of similar design, with different weapon load outs. The one we have was possibly designed as a hard hitter, while the new one seems to be aimed at dealing a lot of widespread damage. Together, they would have made a damn fine team" Analyst
"Is our partial builds weapon ready for use yet?" Director
"It's possible sir. Our teams scanned and rescanned the wreckage and checked over the files from the salvaged computers to make sure everything was remade as it used to be" Analyst
"Well I think we have a perfect test target. Get it aimed at the enemies flag ship and fired. The sooner we deal a damaging blow, the better. Oh and get our contacts on Csilla on the line, we need to let them know what is going on here!" Director
*The Analyst nodded along with a comms officer. Workers onboard the partially built SSD began to turn on the movement systems so they could re angle the Concentrated Energy Beam Cannon at the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II*
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Post Sat Mar 10, 2012 12:56 am

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"Chieftain, Have our men survey all comm frequencies, we wouldn't want them getting word to Csilla" Fallacy
"As you command" Harcos
*A frequency scanner operator began to look for any channels that might be giving off any signs of life, the operator wasn't trying to decode messages, just look for any signs of one.
Meanwhile the shields on the 9 Tof Bulk Cruisers and the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II absorbed the maser impacts, barely making any noticeable difference. The 30 Vagaari Warships, 9 Tof Bulk Cruisers and the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II fired another barrage of turbolaser fire and torpedo's at the incoming fleet. The Vagaari Fighters and Tof Starfighters began dog fighting manoeuvres as the Chiss clawcraft engaged them.

Fallacy watched calmly as the fight began. Unlike the rest of the crew on the bridge, who were watching the fleet and co-ordinating the rest of the fleet, Fallacy was watching the SSD prototype, even though the ship was only just starting to move, Fallacy could notice the slight difference in it's angle. Fallacy whispered his thoughts to himself, low enough that no one else could hear*

"So you're going to try fire are you? I wonder just how well you have managed to reconstruct it...." Fallacy
*Although Fallacy would normally have alerted Harcos to the threat, he decided to see whether or not the hunk of scrap was as well rebuilt as he thought and whether it would pose a problem. Thankfully if it did, Fallacy had his own weapon that could deal with it, a weapon that was more devastating then the concentrated energy beam cannon of General Gervase's SSD*
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Post Wed Mar 14, 2012 8:30 pm

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*The captains of the 3 Excalibur Class Stealth Destroyers, 4 Csapla-class Assault shuttles and 2 Ac'siel II Class Star Destroyers began calling out orders as the shields were pelted by the in coming barrage, some ships hull integrities were starting to show signs of they were starting to loose percentage. The fleet began to make progress towards the enemy ships, to close the gap, as they launched another barrage of megamasers and torpedos.
Meanwhile the 30 Clawcraft Mk III launched their rear facing conner net launchers, sending 30 Connor Nets flying towards the enemy squadron as they then split off and pulled around, to try get behind the enemy's formation. The 10 Chiss Phantom Mark II's with their cloaks engaged, headed for the Vagaari Warships, to do trench run tactics to avoid killing the innocent civilians that the vagaari used in domes as shields.

Meanwhile the Director watched the status screen as the SSD prototype moved*

"Have them begin the power up sequence so the weapon will be almost ready to be fired by the time the tilt is finished" Director
"Aye sir, transmitting orders now" Analyst #1
*The Director then moved over to another Analyst who was in charge of the communications with Csilla*
"Have you got our link online with Csilla yet?" Director
"I'm working on it sir, It's just taking a little while to connect and run all the processes" Analyst #2
"Get it working, we might not have the luxury of time here and Csilla needs to know of this attack force" Director
*The Analyst nodded and continued to try speed up the process.

Meanwhile the engineers on board the SSD segment received their orders and begun to power up the concentrated energy beam system. The mechanism hummed to life as the generator supplied it with energy. The crew on the bridge started inputting commands and monitoring systems, since this was the first time the thing was being used, they wanted to make sure nothing blew up and they could monitor and check results later in the event of a successful or unsuccessful firing*
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Post Fri Mar 30, 2012 10:07 pm

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*The technicians on board the SSD rebuild suddenly felt a shake and alarm bells ringing as the reactor on board the ship became unstable. The Director watched the on screen warnings from the control room on board the Chiss Orbital Repair/Refit Platform. Then suddenly without so much as a second to act, the reactor exploded, tearing the SSD hull apart, the explosion continued to expand, engulfing the Chiss fleet as well as the attacking fleet. Wiping from existence everything*
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Post Sat Mar 31, 2012 6:49 pm

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*As the reactor exploded, Fallacy cried out in anguish as the explosion engulfed the Chiss forces and continued to expand, engulfing the entire Alliance fleet, including the Sunkusis Ataka Kreiseris II. With a single random act of bad luck, the entire alliance against the Chiss was wiped from existence, leaving behind only scraps of floating debris*
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Post Sun May 20, 2012 4:53 pm

Aboard the Icebreaker...

*Their time in hyperspace would be extensive as they travelled from the far reaches of the galaxy, though the sleek Crescent Mark II Transport was a fast vessel.

After allowing some hours for the sleep cycle, Kyyx rapped her knuckles once against the door to Taera's assigned quarters, indicating that the Chiss wanted to meet with her. From her mouth and nose, puffs of breath crystalized in the frigid air, the environmental controls set low even by her standards. However, she did not seem to be hindered by the temperature in any way, the only sign that it had touched her blue skin being the heavy leather and fur cloak that she continued to wear aboard the ship.

In the lounge, Kyyx lowered herself to a seat on the floor in the agura position. On the low round table in front of her were a number of cylindrical pieces, varying from bronzium to durasteel. Some of the pieces curved, and some were straight. Her fingers smoothly plucked the leather pouch from her hip free, and shook a handful of crystals out into her palm. The moment Taera emerged from the room, Kyyx spoke to belay any sharp words the Firrerreo might have on her mind, red glowing eyes still cast down at the items in her hand.*

"Have a seat, Green Eyes."

*Now she did look up, waiting for her apprentice to comply. In the center of the small table, Kyyx set down the first crystal in her hand. It was slender and sharp, and nearly colorless save for a slight yellow-gray tint most likely caused by natural impurities.*


"The Rubat...for a force user's speed and precision. It will make a defined, sharp blade easy to track...good for beginners. Powerful in more experienced hands."

*She placed a second crystal down on the table, this one as pale as the first, but with a slightly bluer tint. From the heavy sound it made when it touched the table's surface, this mineral had some significant weight to it, its edges sharp and jagged.*

"The Firkrann. Not always as stable, more difficult to control, but it emits a strong electrical charge that can take down what normal weapons might not." *She smiled, a slightly disturbing curve to her mouth.* "...And is quite painful to the recipient."

*The last crystal glowed so fierce a red that its color could be seen between the blue fingers of her hand before she set it down. Its hue pierced the eyes*

"The Vexxtal. Corrupting to its wielders and to its victims. The aura that is left behind on a wound caused by it will linger...it is difficult to heal, and difficult to ever fully recover from. A poison to those on the light side of the force."

*Kyyx reached across the table and gently brushed Taera's chin, lifting her face so that she could lock her eyes on her apprentice's.*

"The crystal or crystals you choose to make your weapon will last you a long time, Green Eyes. You will impart your force and your will upon them, until the auras that they exude are yours and yours alone."

*She withdrew her hand and rested it on her own knee.*

"This is a process that will take days, and cannot be interrupted for rest or nourishment. We will be near Csilla by the time you have completed the construction. Let the dark side direct your hand on which materials to use. I will stay here with you, as your master, to guide you in the force and in the construction."

*This she had not done for any other, not even her brother. She sensed this was a journey Taera should not be taking alone. Perhaps Rhel should not have, either, despite his repressed experience in building such weapons.*
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Post Sun May 20, 2012 10:13 pm

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*Groaning, Taera reluctantly slid out from under the mound of blankets, hissing as her bare feet hit the cold floor. Mother of the gods, it was like kriffing Hoth in here. She quickly got dressed, pulling on the coat as quick as she could. Why Laele had to have it so damn cold, she'd never know. Taera left the room, blowing on her hands to fight off the numbing cold. Laele, the Ice Queen herself, was seated in front of a low standing table in the lounge, different bits of metal arranged carefully on its smoot surface. What was this, some kind of kumbiyah ritual?*

"Have a seat, Green Eyes."

*Frowning and still not quite comprehending why the need for so much ceremony, Taera eased herself to sit cross-legged opposite Laele. She tucked her hands under her arms, trying to keep them warm while she also tried to focus on what Laele was saying. There was no sarcasm, no quips, none of her usual signs of "life". This... thing Laele wanted to do with her clearly meant something important for her as well. She'd rather not infuriate Laele in the middle of something important.

The Chiss started setting different crystals on the tabletop, naming and explaining each as she did so. Some of their effects intrigued her. But which would be best? Suddenly Laele was touching her again, gently lifting her chin. Taera swallowed hard and forced herself to not jerk away. She did, however, lift it ever so slightly in an attempt to break the contact.*


"The crystal or crystals you choose to make your weapon will last you a long time, Green Eyes. You will impart your force and your will upon them, until the auras that they exude are yours and yours alone.

"This is a process that will take days, and cannot be interrupted for rest or nourishment. We will be near Csilla by the time you have completed the construction. Let the dark side direct your hand on which materials to use. I will stay here with you, as your master, to guide you in the force and in the construction."


*Taera looked back down at the crystals as soon as Laele had finished, grateful that she had withdrawn her hand. She let the chilly black waters of the Dark Side envelope her, so much more frigid than Laele's ship and infinitely darker. Slowly, her hand came to rest on the table then picked up the Rubat. This was her—quick, nimble, precise, a surgical weapon. Her fingers found the Firkrann crystal and joined it to the Rubat in her palm. She didn't quite understand why but she didn't question it either. It just seemed to fit.

She was on the brink of something, she could feel it. Something unknown and terrifying in its mysteriousness. But oh so exhilarating in its whispered promises. As strange as it was for her to admit this to herself, she was glad that Laele was present and remained present. Her fingers curled around the crystals tightly and she looked back up at Laele, as if for reassurance, before delving back into the Dark Side and proceeding.

Minutes, hours, days, they all melted and blurred into each other. Taera rubbed at her eyes and stared down at her work critically. Two sabers, nearly twice the effort of just one. Why those two crystals seemed to leap out at her when Laele put them in front of her those days ago, she never knew. But again, she didn't question it. They felt right somehow. The Rubat was encased in a curved hilt of bronzium, elegant, light, but dangerous given the right hands to guide it. The Firkrann had been caged in a more industrial hilt, practical, no nonsense. The tricopper hilt seemed to absorb any light that shone on or near it.

Taera took a deep, shuddering breath, feeling tired, weak, but triumphant. She did it. She built her own lightsabers. Two individual weapons that were every inch just as a part of her as her own limbs. Wordlessly, she looked to Laele, wondering if that was all and if she had succeeded.*
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Post Sun May 20, 2012 11:18 pm

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*Kyyx had observed it all in silence, her luminescent eyes never showing signs of fatigue or wariness. There was always a sharpness there, as she carefully watched over every step, those that could be seen and those that could not. Often, when the Firrerreo had glanced up at her with a wordless need for confirmation, the Chiss would either nod in encouragement, or furrow her brow to check a bad choice. Which was less often than Kyyx had expected it to be, truth be told.

But for the most part, she allowed Taera to form her own creation as she saw most fit, that she herself would feel was of greatest benefit to her. The girl had a gift, as Kyyx had known was there, somewhere. And when the crystals were at last as joined with her apprentice in the force as they were in the uniquely styled lightsaber hilts that housed them, only then did Kyyx relax her hold on Taera's mind, a subtle application of pressure that the Firrerreo might have missed, but would have surely noticed the sudden release of.

She picked up both weapons in the palm of one hand, inspecting the craftsmanship as well as the balance. When her gaze fixated on Taera again, something that was more felt than could be seen past the solid glowing stare, the master gave a subtle smile of approval. Her voice did not carry as harsh a tone as it normally did.*


"You did well. You should take pride in that. But be careful with these, you have made one far heavier than the other. You will have to compensate with the force to keep them balanced at all times, if you intend to dual-wield."

*She held them out to Taera, not releasing them until the girl took them into her own hands.*

"Never be without them on your person. Ever. Not until you intend to destroy them."

*Very slowly, Kyyx pushed herself to her feet, slow because it had been days since she had moved, and the cold temperature of the ship did nothing for her inert muscles.*


"Be sure you get something to eat before you sleep again. There is a Giju stew that I had prepared for this in the galley that will need reheated. I will take care of the navigation the rest of the way to Csilla, you are relieved until then."

*She spoke as she plucked the remaining crystal from the table, the corrupting Vexxtal stone, and returned it to the leather satchel at her belt. Then, she turned away from the small table and departed the lounge, heading for the cockpit of the ship.*
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Post Mon May 21, 2012 2:41 pm

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*Wow.

For once.

For once, Laele approved. Keeping her face carefully neutral, Taera accepted the sabers back, wordlessly acknowledging Laele's instruction. She wasn't sure what the source of the nigh-giddy triumphant feeling was: her lightsabers or the Chiss's approval. But it was over and honestly? She was looking forward to burrowing under her blankets again and sleeping for as long as she could. That Giju stew sounded good though. With a grunt of effort, Taera stood shakily, feeling her stiff legs ache in protest. Food then sleep. Good, sound plan.

If Laele happened to walk by the galley before they landed, she would've found Taera passed out at the table, a dirty but empty bowl in front of her.*
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