Good Show (Talau's Blog)

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

*confused* how'm I scary?

[A®heim]

Well putting aside the fact your a vampiric heron who can turn people into animals by SINGING...uh...maybe that was it....

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

Poor Crass will have his hands full with these two!

Squee: Sender. >.<

Tal: *snicker* exactly what she was thinking

Rah: damn blunt little droid...

Squee: Cersa's going to be like... There's a bird hopping around. >_>

Tal: lol one that talks ^_^

Cersa: "You know, birdie, my species eats the fleshlings of your kind..."

Rah: she better not eat him

Sender: o.o

Cersa: Psh, if I wanted to know what metal tasted like, I'd lick the ship.

Rah: *smirk* feel free, there's plenty of tin can to lick around here

(Rah: i like her)

Tal: (i can tell)

Cersa: Ah, I don't know how many of the navy officers would like that very much. "There's germies! =O" -mimicking-

Rah: *trying not to laugh* hmm, maybe I should go licking the ship then? I would like to see their reactions....

Cersa: -smirks and releases a purring sound (equivilent to a laugh)- Mmm... wholesome metal. Then you turn to them and ask if they want some.

Squee: (Or, chuckle, rather)

Rah: must taste better than the mush they feed us...more mineral rich as well...not a bad idea *almost calls her 'fluff ball' but decides not to...yet* and certainly I would...can't hog this tin can to myself now, can I?

Tal: (gawd, they're gonna wreak havoc for poor crass, i just know it)

Cersa: And no need to run low on those "minerals" you speak of. Hell, we spread that rumor around, everyone will be stabbing forks into the wall instead of the swirly colors on their plate that appears as if disgested five times already in the stomach of a bantha.

Squee: (Lol. xD Cersa's another good character to play so far)

Squee: (Brings out more of that redneck, "You know there's effin' military in the family" in me. >.<)

Tal: (roflmao!)

Squee: (These two are bad.)

Squee: (Bad, bad, bad... xD)

Rah: wouldn't blame them...though it would put a dent in any repair plans we might need to make...I mean how would we explain THAT to HQ? "Yes, sir...well...you see..the crew started eating the ship so...we need more supplies to fix it..." *mimicking Crass*

Cersa: "Sir, we were just a LITTLE too hungry for ship-meat instead of ship-waste."

Squee: (-chuckling-)

Tal: (*dies* omg...these two are gonna be quite the handful)

Rah: *snicker* that would go over well, i'm sure...

Rah: *offers imaginary officer, imaginary plate of ship metal*

Cersa: I got a snicker! What now? Squee, you owe me fifty credits!
(Damn.)

Rah: try some, sir?....wait wha?

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

About the above.....

Jake: roflmfaocopterwafflesauce

Tal: .....*dies* XD

Tal: told you!

Crass: *sigh*

Rah: *impish grin*

Crass: *facepalm*

Rah: *chuckles*

Rah: what's'a matter hun? *still grinning*

Crass: *mimicks a call to HQ* Umm... sirs... we have a problem.....The crew... they ate the ship... aparently it was more wholesome than the "chow" you force down their throats

[Vipervertical]

...Ate the ship, huh? Sounds tasty!

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

lol! Ayer, his little brothers (Sender and AER-07), Aunna and Sean all have a rather philosophical conversation ending in...of all things...a "yo mamma" joke from Ayer. ^__^



AER-07: He's like a lego model manual that has one page that says, "look at the bloody picture on the box and figure it out yourself!"

Sender: what? 07...what in the galaxy are you talking about?

Sean: I honestly can't tell you. That part of Familiar was classified even to myself.

Sender: he's just morbid...morbid and cowardly...hmph...couldn't even think past his own self preservation...

Sean: You know of 07? all I heard was that something went wrong...

Aun: *looks at sender, then looks at 07, then looks at ayer and feels a might confused* wait...there are MORE of you Ayer?

Ayer: yes..9 more to be precise...

Sender: yes, i've heard of him...but not much...just that he was an advanced AI who went rogue because he was too busy trying to keep his chassis intact

Sean: but...that should be impossible...

Sender: you'd think...but you saw him, and heard him...is it really impossible? I myself can disobey orders

Sean: they can't process such complex actions without being programmed...

Sender: why not take it a step farther?

Ayer: he learns..it's his ability....

Sean: WHAT!? that's insane! Lobbyists throughout the Republic have discussed the consequence of a droid that can do that!

Ayer: *looks somewhat insulted*

Aun: wow...9 more...that's...incredible

Sender: oh dear...here we go with the debates...

Sean: No Ayer, you don't understand what it means when a droid learns...I mean TRULY learns...This thing will adapt to any situation with the cold methodism of a computer

Sender: perhaps so, but Ayer seems to 'feel' does he not Aunna?

Aun: i do have to vouch for that...

Ayer: Sean's right. What I "learn" is simply the logging of additional information

Aun: Ayer, you give yourself less credit than you deserve.

Ayer: even these "feelings" I have are simply an attempt to fit in with my surroundings. I know...

Aun: and mine aren't? who's feelings are real then? what's the standard for 'feeling' something?

Sean: All the AERs are capable of adapting to some degree...the problem with 07 is that he does it in a fraction of a second and just keeps moving on...

Aun: so do we. how are we different then?

Sender: *sits back to watch the firewords*

elenturi: (lol )

Otterinius: (heheheh)

Ayer: ... *speachless*

Aun: *hands on hips @ sean* well?

Sean: Alright alright, lets stop frying Ayer's processors for a moment with questions of whether he's alive or not

Aun: how are we different? I'd like to know. *eyebrow raise* from birth to death we react with ELECTRICAL currents running through our brains..our central processors...how then, are we any different than that droid?

Ayer: ....

Aun: *not just talking about 07*

Ayer: you're comprised of organic material grown through cellular mitosis during sexual reproduction.

Sean: see? You have him cross-referencing with the archives now! *holds up datapad with exact same thing written on it*

Aun: and you were created by materials that were 'grown' in the soil of planets...something FAR older than humans.

Sean: ENOUGH! we get it, he's real. computers aren't built to think like this Aunna, stop stressing him out!

Ayer: ...

Aun: *huffs* and 07 as well......even little sender over there...just like people they each have their own abilities

Ayer & Sean: *Super combined glare of doom!*

Aun: too late sean, he already had been. *head shake* maybe you should have YOUR central processor scanned...since you seem to be as narrow minded as the 'computers' you're deeming Ayer and 07 to be...

Sender: *absorbing information for use against Rahja* surprisingly, what she's suggesting is logical......sort of...*head tilt*

Ayer: *extends feathers* DON'T...insult Mu'haro òvó I respect what we've been through Miss Borgonia, but enough is enough

Sean:

Aun: then he should think for himself and not confine his thoughts with boundaries that others put up for him. Unfortunately this is a lesson I learned too late Ayer...it's rather obvious that both 07 and yourself have escaped that little box, even if it is unlikely, odd and...to most...a bit frightening...but why is it frightening? because it's not 'typical' *sighs* Look...I understand it's an odd thought sean, to say that something built can learn to be more human and not just programmed that way but...*looks at ayer* well, you of all people should realize by now that it's possible...he's your partner...NOT your mindless drone.

Otterinius: (omg...)

elenturi: (*rofl*)

Sean: HE WAS NEVER A "MINDLESS DRONE"! HE'S MY COMRADE! MY FRIEND!

Aun: AH HA! there. see, THAT is the type of thinking you need. now, compare your reaction to Ayer's a moment ago when I insulted you, and you'll realize he's more human than some. As for 07...perhaps you should give him the same consideration you do Ayer...

Sender: o.o

Ayer: 07 is not human...he is a heartless machine given the ability to use logic. he cares for nothing but himself

Aun: i never said he was Ayer...but have you never met a being like that? I did...his name was Vex.

Ayer: spares no compassion for any other...never heard of him -v-

Sean: ^_-

Aun: of course not... ^_^...kind of like you have no clue who I am...right?

Ayer: who are you again?

Aun: just a figment of your slightly limited imagination. ^_~

Ayer: most likely...it would explain a lot...

Sean: ...wait a minute...did Ayer just burn you?

Aun: hmm, nope, just confirmed something I already knew

Sean: no...no...I'm pretty sure that was burn

Ayer: It couldn't have been a burn. I'm a soulless computer program with no sense of humor. Kind of like your mom.

Aun: *tries not to laugh...but fails*

Sean: *shoves Ayer off the table*

Ayer: *hovers back up laughing*

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

Brothers 03, 04, and 07 (Ayer, Sender and AER-07) just...catching up after a LONG time apart.

((WIP....need to keep cleaning it for easy reading, but will continue tomorrow))



AER-07 Phae? *checks database* AER-00/Trainer

AER-07: *scans surrounding area* No trace of other AER model within 300 feet

Sender: *loves his ability to disrupt tracking sensors* yes, don't you remember him?

AER-07: *jumps noticably*

Arheim the Owl: O v O

Arheim the Owl: you just startled 07...

Arheim the Owl: *applaudes*

Sender: *birdy grins at 07's jumpiness*

AER-07: model 04?

AER-07 When did you arrive?

Sender: of course. I've been here for a few minutes. It's a nice surprise to see you again 07 ^_^

Talau (now all we need is 03....*pokes arh*)

AER-07 I see you are working with an organic...

Ayer: *circling the two at 308 feet watching with telescopic vision*

AER-07 Are you sure that's wise

Sender yes, of course. recently assigned. i see you're still rogue

AER-07 Organics act very rashly and illogically

Ayer *taps into 07's comm system* rash huh? look who's talking...

Sender that's why it's my duty to ensure that she....is that Ayer?

Sender *easily distracted by ayer's arrival since he IS like a big brother*

AER-07 03...

AER-07 I should've known

Ayer *dives out of a cloud to land next to the pair*

AER-07 You've always been with 04

Ayer Yes, you should've

Sender oh, he's here on his own

Ayer well we are complementary models

Sender he's been rogue for a few days now

AER-07 03, rogue?

AER-07 Now thats something I'd like to see

Ayer there was some...trouble...on Coruscant....

AER-07 Indeed

AER-07 I've been scanning Republic news channels and military databases

Sender -04- so i heard...you know...i might have to come and track you one of these days...

AER-07 Mu'haro, was it?

Ayer -03- didn't know you took such interest in the affairs of "organics"

AER-07 Your "partner"?

Ayer -03- Sean Mu'haro

Ayer -03- yes

Sender -04- *mocking 07* it's only logical to know of my surroundings so i'm not caught...

Sender -04- ^__^

AER-07 No mention of what became of him

AER-07 And here you are

AER-07 Can I assume Mu'haro is deceased?

Sender -04- Oh! Sean is with my Handler

Sender -04- he's quite alive and misses Ayer rather badly

Sender -04- mistook me for him at first

Ayer -03- I didn't go rogue by choice 07...

AER-07 Handler? *raises eyebrow in tone* Thats a rather strange way to put it

Ayer -03- well, she handles him doesn't she?

AER-07 Some partner, can't even tell 2 models apart

Sender -04- well she is...for the most part...though she prefers the term partner...i switch between the two intermittently

Ayer -03- ....

AER-07 Then if your partner is alive, why are you rogue?

Ayer -03- 07, you think you've figured it all out don't you?

AER-07 *smug* I always have

Ayer -03- Logic can take you only so far...

Sender -04- well it's not exactly like my coloring is so much different...*looks at self* well....it is...but...it's plausible that....*stays out of THAT argument*

Ayer -03- face it 07

Ayer -03- you're not a true AER

Ayer -03- you're a government mistake

Ayer -03- ....but you don't have to be.

Sender -04- >_> *foresees this going bad places*

Sender -04- Ayer...perhaps...

AER-07 *mimicks sigh*

Sender -04- perhaps you should rephrase that?

Ayer -03- alright...

Ayer -03- you're a screw-up

AER-07 With the way the war is going, chances are you 2 will be scrap metal by the end of the year

Sender -04- not helping Ayer

Ayer -03- *looks at sender* better?

Ayer -03- most likely

AER-07 Whereas I will be still functional

Ayer -03- but honestly, that's a risk I'm willing to take

AER-07 03...you always were rather illogical

Ayer -03- we're not battle droids 07, our lives aren't being thrown into turmoil to be replaced

Sender -04- *birdy shrug* perhaps 07, but at least we will be missed....and honestly, we're leaning more with our partners than you ever will on your own

AER-07 Now tell me, is Trainer here?

Ayer -03- 00?

AER-07 Yes

Ayer -03- no, he's still helping with the beta testing as far as I know

AER-07 Phae was mentioned shortly before 04's appearance

Sender -04- i thought testing was canceled due to lack of funding?

Ayer -03- it was...

AER-07 09 may still be at headquarters

Ayer -03- but they're...reluctant to let him go...

Ayer -03- they haven't given up on Project Familiar

Ayer -03- In their eyes, they're luxury yacht has simply run out of gas...

AER-07 I've got locations on 02, 05, 06, 07, and 08

Ayer -03- 02 was destroyed

AER-07 But where is 01?

AER-07 Yes

AER-07 I am aware

Ayer -03- overloaded trying to protect her partner

Ayer -03- 01?

Ayer -03- ...I don't wish to talk about 01....

Ayer -03- what happened to him....it just wasn't right to do to something....even a droid....

Sender -04- indeed...Rah was heartbroken over it...in the end Dax and 02 were...well..and 01....i've heard odd rumors, but no more...

AER-07 I can assume hes been destroyed then...and most likely scrapped for parts as well

Sender -04- .......>_>

Ayer -03- That;s what his file says...but....

AER-07 Ah well

AER-07 hmm

Ayer -03- I had talked to Phae that day

Ayer -03- No incinerators had been activated the day 01 was scheduled for decommissioning...

Ayer -03- 01 was a failed case...but a rare case none the less...

AER-07 No incinerators?

AER-07 or no incinerators at headquarters?

Ayer -03- not a single one

Ayer -03- ....

Ayer -03- I don't know

Sender -04- *sigh* from what i've gathered from the bits and pieces of contacts Rah's had to....well, they say that....

Sender -04- ...said....that...

Ayer -03- *sigh*

AER-07 Go on...

Ayer -03- I'll tell him...

Sender -04- that 01 might have managed an escape

AER-07 Really?

AER-07 01 has gone rogue?

Ayer -03- .....maybe

Ayer -03- it's uncomfirmed

AER-07 Brilliant. I always knew he had it in him
Ayer -03- but it worries me, that droid was NOT stable...

Sender -04- it's difficult to tell....it was...under torture...most of them...so we're not certain if what they said was just to stop the pain, or the truth

AER-07 Neither am I...

Ayer -03- ...*closes eyes*...he was installed with the Philosopher's Vector...

AER-07 Who was under torture? 01? or the contact?

Sender -04- the contact

AER-07 *narrows photoreceptors*

AER-07 Oh, good

Ayer -03- good!?

AER-07 *brightens photoreceptors again*

AER-07 Would you rather it was 01?

Ayer -03- *sends a small shock through 07*

Ayer -03- the contact wasn't the only one tortured

Sender -04- *"ruffles" solar feathers* it was most certainly NOT good...I warned Rah it wasn't a good idea to go about torturing those poor people...*huffs*

Ayer -03- the Philosopher's Vector allows us to sense the Force energies of the universe

Sender -04- v_v

Ayer -03- what the scientists behind its development didn't understand was that the Force is everywhere

AER-07 The Philospher's Vector?

Sender -04- didn't you know?

Ayer -03- How would you feel if everyone of your sensory warnings were going going off at once ALL THE TIME

AER-07 Wasn't that the highly experimental device?

Sender -04- 01 was a dark jedi hunter

Ayer -03- *nods*

AER-07 I thought they scrapped that idea?

Ayer -03- they did...

Sender -04- after 01....v_v

Ayer -03- AFTER seeing what happened to 01...

AER-07 *mimicks sigh*

Sender -04- *headtilt* echo?

Ayer -03- good to know we're both up to date...

Sender -04- it's my job

Sender -04- ....unfortunately....

AER-07 01 will have become completely unhelpful then

Sender -04- *sigh*

AER-07 He'll have gone insane by now

Ayer -03- not necessarily...

Ayer -03- true he's gone insane

Sender -04- they should have programmed YOU with emotions 07

Ayer -03- but he still has something no other droid does...

AER-07 Who says they didn't ?

Ayer -03- of course they didn'

Sender -04- other than fear for your life?

Ayer -03- you never were programmed 07

AER-07 *darkens one photoreceptor*

Sender -04- *huffs*

Ayer -03- everything you know, you leanred

AER-07 (as a wink)

AER-07 04, you always were so emotional...

Ayer -03- look, what happened to 01...it was just wrong...

19:11 AER-07 *smug*

Ayer -03- even YOU should be able to understand that

AER-07 I agree of course

Ayer -03- I just want you to understand..

Ayer -03- ...you were developed by the same team who created the Philosopher's Vector

AER-07 I'll find 01

Sender -04- I'M the emotional one? *looks at Ayer*

AER-07 Was I?

Ayer -03- *nods*

AER-07 I had no idea *sarcasm*

Ayer -03- *ignores sarcasm* you have abilities untouched upon by any artifical life before

Ayer -03- don't go the same way as 01...

Sender -04- *doesn't even want to THINK about having to hunt 07 down*

AER-07 ...06 would think I already have...

Sender -04- *is bad enough he might have to hunt Ayer*

Ayer -03- (wait...06?)

AER-07 (I figured medic, why not)

Ayer -03- (is he even operational yet?)

Ayer -03- (meh, whatever)

Ayer -03- I wouldn't be surprised....

AER-07 (dunno, I thought so. I just pulled out the one that made the most sense...a medic)

Ayer -03- not even programmed yet and already 06 is acting like a doctor...

Sender -04- (sure, why not? they could have a little AER holding pen in the HQ...like a giant bird cage )

Ayer -03- (heheh)

AER-07 (XD)

Ayer -03- (though he's an organic medic)

Ayer -03- (00 is the engineer)

Ayer -03- (he's be more of the droid medic)

AER-07 I'm going to hunt down 01

Sender -04- (but 07 thinks like a human, so 06 would be a more rational choice for thought processes like psyche)

Ayer -03- ...why?

AER-07 See how functional he still is...

Ayer -03- (true)

Ayer -03- *sigh*

Sender -04- *huff*

Ayer -03- be careful...he's...not natural...even for a droid...

AER-07 I need to know...

Ayer -03- there's rumors...

Sender -04- well, there's no stopping you once you set your processors on it...

Ayer -03- he still thinks his partner is with him...

Ayer -03- ...and I think he may be correct...

AER-07 ...

Sender -04- 0.0

AER-07 His partner died...

19:17 AER-07 You know that

19:17 Sender -04- force ghost?

19:17 Ayer -03- I've learned a lot from my travels with Praetor

19:17 Ayer -03- *nods*

19:17 Sender -04- i...thought those were rumors.....

19:17 Ayer -03- 01's partner was a registered Dark Jedi hunter

19:17 AER-07 Praetor? *checks databanks* The Dark Jedi

19:17 Ayer -03- force sensitve

19:18 Ayer -03- it's very likely

19:18 Sender -04- *cringes at name* I didn't hear anything....

19:18 Ayer -03- of course you didn't

19:18 AER-07 You've been hanging out with enemies of the Republic...

19:18 Ayer -03- I told you I went rogue didn't I?

19:18 Sender -04- i'm not so certain about that 07

19:18 Sender -04- an no, -I- told him

19:18 Sender -04- and*

19:18 AER-07 Vex Praetor?

19:19 Ayer -03- or have you already moved to far past that information in your trek for infinite logic?

19:19 Sender -04- yes...vex praetor

19:19 AER-07 Registered enemy of the Republic

19:19 Sender -04- *cringes again as he begins wiping memory banks of the conversation*

19:19 Ayer -03- Yes yes

19:19 Ayer -03- I've read his file

19:19 Ayer -03- ...many times...

19:19 AER-07 04

19:19 Sender -04- yes?

19:19 Ayer -03- stop it

19:19 Sender -04- what?

19:19 Sender -04- why?

19:20 Ayer -03- exactly

19:20 AER-07 You have no idea how much greater that makes you over organics...and lesser

19:20 AER-07 wiping your memory is not a good idea

19:20 AER-07 You could lose valuable data

19:20 Ayer -03- I can;t believe the words are coming out of my vocabulator...

19:20 Sender -04- you know as well as i do that if i'm caught with this information it would lead back to Rahja...

19:20 Ayer -03- but I agree with 07

19:20 Sender -04- wait...WHAT?!

19:21 Ayer -03- Sender

19:21 AER-07 Or even a central processor

19:21 Sender -04- you're asking me....ME....to go against my morals and potentially endanger my partner?!

19:21 Ayer -03- as an AER, the most valuable resource we can supply our partners with is information

19:21 AER-07 You could shut yourself down for good, by accident

19:21 Ayer -03- to deny them this is never a good idea

19:22 AER-07 04, as mean as I am to you...I still care about your existance

19:22 Sender -04- Ayer, you must have been overloaded tooling around with those people

19:22 AER-07 I don't want you shutting yourself down

19:22 Ayer -03- ...that's a surprise...

19:22 Sender -04- oh i'm not

19:22 Sender -04- it's just this conversation ^_^

19:22 Ayer -03- hahahaha!

19:23 Ayer -03- you're starting to sound more like 07 Sender

19:23 Ayer -03- and 07 like you

19:23 AER-07 I believe "Ayer" here has developed a sense of humor...

19:23 Sender -04- good heavens...i'll have to attempt to curb that behavior then ^_~

19:23 Ayer -03- I have been programmed to be a companion to a soldier who must go days in hostile territory without any human contacts

19:24 Sender -04- but honestly...do you two REALLY think i'm so foolish as to shut myself down...really?

19:24 Ayer -03- it's only logical *does 07's version of a wink*

19:24 Sender -04- what good would that do?

19:24 Ayer -03- not on purpose of course

19:24 Ayer -03- but accidents happen...

19:24 AER-07 Yes

19:24 AER-07 What 03 said exactly

19:25 AER-07 ([22:07] Xinder: Where is Project Familiar headquarters?)

19:25 Ayer -03- ....you know 07, every time I think you've actually begun to show some reason, I remember that this is just you adapting to the situation.

19:25 Sender -04- hmph...Ayer...07....*sigh* honestly....if ever I had brothers...you would be it...

19:26 Ayer -03- it's annoying...

19:26 Sender -04- you're the only two who would shock me just to get a point across...

19:26 Ayer -03- as for Familiar's headquarters....

19:26 Sender -04- *to ayer* don't get any ideas

19:26 Ayer -03- *shocks Sender for no apparent reason* he wouldn't be there

19:26 AER-07 *stares vacantly at Sender, stifling a laugh inside*

19:27 Ayer -03- I sure as hell wouldn't hang around a place that did something like that to me

19:27 AER-07 (That question was OOC)

19:27 Sender -04- *wings extend and he's jolted back slightly*.....ow...

19:27 Ayer -03- (oh...)

19:27 AER-07 ...

19:27 Sender -04- ayer....that HURT!

19:27 Ayer -03- (no idea )

19:27 AER-07 04, you can't even take 03's shock?

19:28 Ayer -03- (bloody pirates..)

19:28 AER-07 (XD)

19:28 Sender -04- you DO remember you were modified to give your shock and extra kick...right??

19:28 AER-07 That thing was like 25 watts...

19:28 Sender -04- an*

19:28 Ayer -03- heheheh

19:28 Ayer -03- only when I want to

19:28 Sender -04- hmph....let him shock YOU then 07....

19:28 Sender -04- ~_~

19:28 AER-07 He already did...

19:28 Ayer -03- oh may I?

19:29 AER-07 Earlier

19:29 Ayer -03- ...harder? *mock hopeful voice*

19:30 AER-07 *stares vacantly at Ayer, trying to shut down humor before laughing at him*

19:30 Sender -04- yes...please do...shock him again

19:30 Ayer -03- ....

19:30 Sender -04- wait...did he just...*shakes head* no....

19:30 AER-07 *drops off edge of building*

19:30 Sender -04- (brb)

19:30 Ayer -03- nah...he's not worth the battery powe- *sends a more powerful shock at 06*

19:30 AER-07 (mmkay)

19:30 Ayer -03- (k)

19:30 AER-07 (06?)

19:31 Ayer -03- (sorry)

19:31 Ayer -03- 07*

19:31 Ayer -03- (typo)

19:31 AER-07 (Already gone )

19:31 Ayer -03- (not long...)

19:31 Sender -04- (back)

19:32 Ayer -03- (yay)

19:32 AER-07 *flies over Ayer and Sender* I almost didn't think you would do it

19:32 Ayer -03- ^v^

19:32 Ayer -03- you don't know me very well...

19:32 Sender -04- What? shock you? oh mine doesn't pack the punch...his does

19:32 AER-07 *lands behind Ayer and Sender*

19:32 Sender -04- *hops around to face him*

19:33 Ayer -03- *ditto*

19:33 AER-07 (XD)

19:33 Ayer -03- It's true

19:33 Ayer -03- I got a screenshot ^v^

19:33 AER-07 You missed...

19:33 AER-07 *smug*

19:33 Ayer -03- *transmits image of several stuned Republic shoulders with smoking eyebrows laying in a circle around him*

19:34 Ayer -03- of course to be fair I shut-down after that....

19:34 AER-07 *saves as wallpaper*

19:34 Ayer -03- (XD)

19:34 AER-07 (XD)

19:34 Sender -04- I'll hold him down then, shall I? my landing claws are fairly adept....ah, yes! I remember seeing that on the HNN

19:34 Sender -04- (omg *facedesk*)

19:35 Ayer -03- yes, but I wasn't in the picture in that one

19:35 Ayer -03- see? In this one you can see a little of my wing!

19:35 Sender -04- no, very true

19:35 AER-07 (XD)

19:35 Ayer -03- oh!

19:35 Sender -04- *startled*

19:36 Ayer -03- and here's the last one before I lost all power!

19:36 Sender -04- what?!

19:36 AER-07 Umm, 04, you'd br shocked too

19:36 Sender -04- ugh...

19:36 AER-07 be*

19:36 AER-07 If you held me down...

19:36 Ayer -03- awww....Aunna looks so worried!

19:36 Sender -04- eh...it might be worth it

19:37 Ayer -03- *shows image of Aunna's face as she picks up the droid to eye level with a concered look on her face*

19:37 Sender -04- *looks at image* is that her? she doesn't seem as bad as the republic says she is....*curious now* what are they like???

19:37 Ayer -03- what can I say? I have a way with ladies. We're all just so cute!

19:37 Sender -04- tell that to Rahja....~_~

19:37 Ayer -03- will do

19:38 Ayer -03- dear....Rahja....we...are....cute...signed....Ayer!

19:38 Ayer -03- what's her datapad messaging address?

19:39 Sender -04- Ayer! >_<

19:39 Ayer -03- (where'd xinder go?)

19:39 Ayer -03- yes?

19:39 Sender -04- (i unno)

19:39 Ayer -03- I'm only doing as you directed *laughing face*

19:40 Ayer -03- (he's back)

19:40 Sender -04- hmph...it was supposed to be sarcasm

19:41 Ayer -03- I'm afraid I'm still a bit vague on sarcasm

19:41 Ayer -03- (wb)

19:41 Sender -04- (wb)

19:41 Sender -04- hmph...Rahja's full of it...spend some time with her and you'll get the hang of it swiftly

19:41 AER-07 *reactivates*

19:41 Sender -04- but you didn't answer my question....

19:42 AER-07 ...

19:42 Ayer -03- probably not

19:42 AER-07 03...

19:42 Ayer -03- what's wrong 07? All that analyzing drain your battery?

19:42 Sender -04- what are they like...really? the republic makes them out to be murderers and such...

19:42 AER-07 You gave me a virus...

19:42 Ayer -03- I do say I did not

19:42 Sender -04- *scans self*

19:42 Sender -04- i'm clean...

19:43 AER-07 I had to reboot my system

19:43 Ayer -03- SYSTEM SCAN INITIATED

19:43 Ayer -03- 01001001010010

19:43 AER-07 o.o

19:43 AER-07 2

19:43 AER-07 (XD)

19:43 Ayer -03- NO FOREIGN PROGRAMS DETECTED

19:43 Ayer -03- I'm good

19:44 AER-07 ...

19:44 Ayer -03- ....what?

19:44 Sender -04- are you sure it wasn't something you were looking up that you shouldn't have been 07?

19:44 Ayer -03- O v O

19:44 AER-07 I'm pretty sure you crafted that virus just for me

19:44 Sender -04- XD

19:44 Ayer -03- nonsense

19:44 AER-07 (Wow Tal, just...wow)

19:44 Sender -04- (yay! everyone got it)

19:45 Ayer -03- (*shudder* robot ****...)

19:45 Sender -04- (roflmao)

19:45 AER-07 *dances*

19:45 Ayer -03- ....

19:45 AER-07 >_>

19:46 Sender -04- *headtilt*

19:46 Ayer -03- maybe you did get infected with something....

19:46 AER-07 >v>*

19:46 AER-07 > v >*

19:46 AER-07 Sorry

19:46 AER-07 Found a good song

19:46 Ayer -03- ....

19:46 AER-07 This Jonathan Coulton isn't a bad organic...

19:46 Ayer -03- great...now it's figured out gTunes....

19:47 AER-07 (XD)

19:47 Sender -04- *initializing scan: AER-07*

19:47 Ayer -03- (what does the i in iPod stand for anyways?)

19:47 AER-07 (dunno)

19:47 Sender -04- *connecting...connecting...connecting...connection established*

19:48 AER-07 ...*blocks Sender's scan*

19:48 Ayer -03- (dial up noises)

19:48 AER-07 -_-

19:48 Sender -04- hmph....so you DO have something naughty in theer...

19:48 Sender -04- there*

19:48 AER-07 - v -* (XD)

19:48 Ayer -03- (we're sorry, your connection could not be completed as dialed)

19:48 Ayer -03- ....

19:49 Ayer -03- I do not understand...and I don't think I want to

19:49 AER-07 *scans Sender*

19:49 Ayer -03- ....

19:50 Ayer -03- pardon me, but is this going anywhere or are we all just going to stand here probing through eachother- *incoming transmission*

19:50 Sender -04- *connection detected: processing. AER 07. Allow access? Access granted*

19:50 Ayer -03- one moment...

19:50 AER-07 *brodcasts findings directly to Ayer*

19:51 Sender -04- *clean system*

19:51 Ayer -03- do you mind 07, I'm in the middle of a- oh my god...

19:51 AER-07 See

19:51 Sender -04- satisfied? wait what?

19:51 Sender -04- *confused*

19:51 Sender -04- what?

19:51 Ayer -03- OvO

19:51 Sender -04- what did you find?!

19:51 Sender -04- *freaking out*

19:51 Sender -04- do i have a virus?!

19:51 AER-07 Not a virus...

19:51 Ayer -03- ....nothing...*goes back to call*

19:51 Sender -04- what?

19:51 Sender -04- *even more confused*

19:52 AER-07 *whistles nonchalantly, or tries to with vocabulator*

19:52 Sender -04- 07.....*warning tone*....what did you DO?

19:52 AER-07 I didn't DO anything

19:52 Ayer -03- ....ovo....^v-....-v-.....*sends a shock through his transmitter, screams are heard from other side of the line*

19:53 Ayer -03- bloody telemarketers...

19:53 Ayer -03- what happened?

19:53 AER-07 I just scanned for non-standard AER systems

19:53 Sender -04- O.O

19:53 Sender -04- well those are all over me...i mean really...a central code of conduct? who else has one of those?

19:54 AER-07 ...not that either...

19:54 Sender -04- you're not exactly standard yourself

19:54 AER-07 No, thats why I blocked your scan

19:54 AER-07 I have some sensitive equipment in here

19:54 Ayer -03- *watching in silence*

19:54 AER-07 *taps casing with wing*

19:55 Sender -04- well so do I, but I *cough*trust*cough* you enough not to damage me

19:55 Ayer -03- trust?

19:55 Sender -04- *would blush if he weren't a droid*

19:55 AER-07 Trust?

19:55 AER-07 Me?

19:55 Ayer -03- this is 07 we're talking to

19:55 Ayer -03- use bigger words

19:55 AER-07 Ha!

19:56 AER-07 You are very naive

19:56 Ayer -03- or just plain stupid...never rule out stupidity...

19:56 Ayer -03- wait....who are we talking about?

19:56 AER-07 That works too

19:56 AER-07 04

19:56 AER-07 Trusting me...

19:56 Ayer -03- oh...I knew that....just testing you....

19:56 Sender -04- ~_~ *engages thrusters* well then, i'll see you both later...since i'm obviously not wanted here...*flies off*

19:57 AER-07 *scans 03

19:57 AER-07 *

19:57 Ayer -03- now now sender

19:57 Ayer -03- you're acting rash

19:57 Ayer -03- and you're supposed to be Rah's voice of reason...

19:57 AER-07 No resistance? *suprise*

19:58 Ayer -03- not much....

19:58 Ayer -03- *can;t help it*

19:58 Ayer -03- *gives 07 a hefty shock*

19:58 Ayer -03- better?

19:58 AER-07 I thought you were smarter than that. Letting me in like tha-OW!

19:59 AER-07 FOX!

19:59 Sender -04- *through com since he's still flying* think what you want, but despite everything you're still 'family' and trust is part of my moral code.

19:59 AER-07 ooo

19:59 AER-07 A Vell-os

20:00 AER-07 Well Sender

20:00 Ayer -03- *also through com* yep, and we're also responsible for making sure our siblings don't run off

20:00 AER-07 I don't trust you

20:00 Ayer -03- *initiates thrusters*

20:00 Sender -04- *through com to 07* so be it.

20:00 AER-07 *falls backwards off building, engaging thrusters halfway down*

20:00 Ayer -03- heheheh

20:00 Ayer -03- YAR!

20:01 Sender -04- I wouldn't expect differently from you 07

20:01 AER-07 You should know better than to trust a rogue droid *wink*

20:01 Ayer -03- *initiates supersonic flight and blasts away after Sender leaving a small crater in their perch*

20:01 Sender -04- *disengages thrusters and drops into a freefall*

20:01 AER-07 *flies under Sender*

20:02 AER-07 *lands*

20:02 Ayer -03- TARGETING SYSTEMS ONLINE

20:02 AER-07 O.O

20:02 Sender -04- *engages thrusters at the last moment and spirals away over the ground*

20:02 Ayer -03- *locks onto Sender's OPTICAL signature*

20:02 AER-07 *watches Sender fly off inches away from his beak*

20:02 AER-07 Fancy...

20:03 Ayer -03- Face it little bro, not even your cloak can hide you from me...

20:03 AER-07 *engages thrusters and flies above Ayer*

20:03 Ayer -03- *gains several thousand feet of altitude

20:03 Ayer -03- mine....

20:04 AER-07 Creative name: "Ayer", did Mu'haro come up with that on his own? *smug*

20:04 Ayer -03- *locks onto Sender's heat signature*

20:04 Sender -04- you've got the PROTOTYPE system remember? of course I cant

20:04 Ayer -03- no, my fault actually

20:04 Ayer -03- I used tointroduce myself to fast

20:04 Ayer -03- to introduce*

20:04 Ayer -03- *folds wings and dive bombs towards Sender*

20:05 AER-07 Have fun

20:05 Sender -04- *flares his thrusters and angles his wings upward soaring almost straight up*

20:05 AER-07 *flies off in other direction

20:05 AER-07 (cya, bed time)

20:05 Sender -04- *passes by ayer on his way down*

20:05 Sender -04- (night hun)

20:05 Ayer -03- (alright)

20:05 Ayer -03- (night xinder)

20:05 Sender -04- leaving so soon 07?

20:05 Sender -04- hope to see you again brother!

20:06 Ayer -03- good luck with 01

20:06 Ayer -03- he's insane, so you two should get along just fine

20:07 Ayer -03- *dives low amongst the trees this time*

20:08 Sender -04- *notices ayer isn't following. levels out before banking to the right and angling down again to follow him into the trees*

20:08 Ayer -03- perfect...

20:09 Ayer -03- *extends feather on wingtips, tree limbs begin falling behind him*

20:10 Ayer -03- *banks left and does a quick spin, severing a tree diagonally at the trunk which falls across Sender's path*

20:12 Sender -04- *slows slightly, weaving almost lazily behind ayer when branches start falling. seeing sender cut to the left, he angles up to avoid his return path, then sees the tree falling* oh no fair!

20:12 Sender -04- *laughing slightly he accelerates and dives under the tree as it falls, barely missing being caught by it*

20:12 Ayer -03- heheheh

20:12 Ayer -03- good move

20:12 Ayer -03- but lets see ya avoid this...

20:13 Ayer -03- *flares up air brakes on full coming to an almost instantaneous stop while draining the entire axillary battery into a small shock wave*

20:15 Sender -04- *had turned to give chase once more when he see's ayer stop. he tries to stop but cant stop fast enough and is sent reeling backward by the shockwave*

[20:15] elenturi: *had turned to give chase once more when he see's ayer stop. he tries to stop but cant stop fast enough and is sent reeling backward by the shockwave*

[20:16] Otterinius: *continues in reverse hover to where Sender lands and lands heavily on top of him* Got ya! ^v^

[20:18] elenturi: *had landed on his back* ouch....*looks up at ayer and clicks his beak in mild annoyance* it seems you did. ^v^

[20:18] elenturi: *claws at him playfully with landing legs...or tries to...it was kind of difficult with Ayer on top of him pinning him down*

[20:19] Otterinius: *hops off Sender* Told you I wouldn't just let you leave

[20:19] Otterinius: the children of Familiar need to stick together

[20:20] Otterinius: ....except maybe 07..he still scares me...

[20:21] elenturi: *rolls and flips over before grinning* ah...he'll come 'round...but thanks Ayer...I think that flight did me some good

[20:21] Otterinius: good to hear

[20:21] Otterinius: cause it's going to be back to being the voice of logic for Rah pretty soon

[20:21] Otterinius: and we all know how boring that can be

[20:22] elenturi: *huffs* boring? harldy...i think THAT's the problem ^_^

[20:22] elenturi: hardly*

[20:22] Otterinius: that what's the problem now?

[20:25] elenturi: nothing really...she's just a wingful

[20:25] Otterinius: I would imagine

[20:26] elenturi: you know...sean wonders if you're alright...I could take a message to him for you....

[20:26] Otterinius: *mock 07 impression* Those organics are so disorderly and illogical. I'm not sure how you tolerate them.

[20:26] elenturi: *as close to a snicker as he can get*

[20:26] elenturi: yes...sounds like 07

[20:26] Otterinius: *sigh* I imagine he would be, but I'm not sure how you would find him

[20:28] elenturi: he's on the ship i'm stationed on with Rah...
[20:28] Otterinius: what?!
[20:28] elenturi: i didn't need to find him...he found me
[20:28] Otterinius: then he escaped imprisonment?
[20:28] elenturi: seems so
[20:28] Otterinius: That's Mu'haro for you, always thinking quickly.
[20:29] Otterinius: It's a relief to know he's alright, just as I'm sure it will be a relief to him that I am as well
[20:29] elenturi: *grins* like i said..he mistook me for you at first
[20:29] elenturi: then he realized i wasn't and seemed quite depressed...
[20:29] Otterinius: *"smiles"* well it's good to know he is still thinking of me
[20:30] Otterinius: I only wish I could go back with you but...
[20:30] elenturi: ?
[20:30] Otterinius: well my order isn't complete yet
[20:30] elenturi: *chuckles* you STILL haven't answered my question Ayer...
[20:31] Otterinius: Aunna and Vex are still in trouble..
[20:31] elenturi: *pokes him with his beak*
[20:31] Otterinius: *chuckles* yeah...I suppose I haven't
[20:31] elenturi: my curiosity knows no bounds brother!....*settles down like it's story time*
[20:31] Otterinius: Look, our Republic isn't evil
[20:31] Otterinius: they're just....mislead sometimes...
[20:32] elenturi: *headtilt*
[20:32] Otterinius: Aunna Borgonia and Vex Praetor are no enemies of the Republic
[20:33] Otterinius: they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time...well...and Vex dabbles in the Dark arts...
[20:33] Otterinius: but he doesn't use them maliciously....usually...sometimes....
[20:33] Otterinius: but only in self-defense!
[20:33] elenturi: *headtilt the other direction and laughs*
[20:34] elenturi: okay then...if you say so...but then why...
[20:34] elenturi: why would the major?
[20:34] Otterinius: be listed as an enemy?
[20:34] elenturi: a dark jedi and a republic major?...how did they ever?...yes that too
[20:34] Otterinius: ....
[20:35] Otterinius: would you believe me if I told you that I've learned a lot about this little emotion called love while traveling with these two?
[20:36] elenturi: love? really? how in the name of the galaxy....
[20:36] Otterinius: I have no honest idea
[20:36] Otterinius: but those two care for one another in such a profound way that only love can be responsible
[20:37] elenturi: you can't REALLY be telling me...you ARE...*receptors widen* that's just...impossible...isn't it?...I mean is she into the dark side also? she must be...
[20:38] Otterinius: I no very little else
[20:38] Otterinius: know*
[20:38] Otterinius: I haven't exactly been indulged with the true background of those two...
[20:40] elenturi: but is she into the darker side? I mean like they say? obviously you say he is...but that picture...she didn't seem like it? have they at least been taking care of you? they aren't abusing you or anything...right?
[20:41] Otterinius: well....not intentionally I'm sure ^v^
[20:42] elenturi: not...intentionally?....*feathers crackle slightly* should I zap them for you? ~_~
[20:42] Otterinius: oh goodness no, I just mean it's not exactly a safe life on the run...
[20:43] elenturi: *calms down slightly* right well...I can imagine not. Anything interesting happen then?
[20:44] Otterinius: everyday
[20:44] elenturi: oh...and mind if i record this for sean?
[20:44] Otterinius: not at all
[20:44] elenturi: just bits of it...
[20:44] elenturi: right... ^_^
[20:44] Otterinius: go ahead ^v^
[20:44] Otterinius: right...
[20:44] elenturi: *recording started*
[20:44] Otterinius: well it's rather hard on my systems
[20:45] Otterinius: there's almost no sunlight in the sub-levels of coruscant
[20:45] elenturi: that bad? is it the smog then? or the buildings?
[20:45] Otterinius: It takes a few days of gathering what little solar energy penetrates the smog before I can even fly.
[20:45] Otterinius: a bit of both actually
[20:45] elenturi: why not just fly above it for a while?
[20:45] Otterinius: ....
[20:46] Otterinius: *cough*
[20:46] Otterinius: on the run.
[20:46] Otterinius: anyways
[20:46] elenturi: sorry...sorry
[20:46] Otterinius: mostly Aunna just carries me around in her arms...mostly because I slashed up the pack badly when Vex startled me
[20:47] Otterinius: I curse how sharp our feathers are sometimes...
[20:47] elenturi: *chuckles* that must have been some scare! what on world happened?
[20:48] Otterinius: Me sleeping + Vex + the Force + hole in the wall 30 feet up = OvO
[20:49] elenturi: OvO...I don't think i want to know more....well...maybe...a little...but...never mind...>_>
[20:49] Otterinius: ....
[20:49] Otterinius: you sound like a news reporter Sender
[20:49] Otterinius: I hope this isn't going onto HNN...
[20:49] elenturi: well i am sort of...sean needs to know...and no it isn't
[20:50] elenturi: i wouldn't be paid. ^_~
[20:50] Otterinius: *chuckles* no, probably not
[20:50] Otterinius: well mostly it's just a lot of walking and jumping and hiding and breaking the fragile minds of starving urchins
[20:51] Otterinius: nothing new...well minus the mind crushing...
[20:51] elenturi: o.o
[20:51] elenturi: wh...whyyyyy?!
[20:51] Otterinius: .....
[20:51] Otterinius: I honestly have no idea
[20:51] Otterinius: Aunna tries to stop him when she can
[20:52] Otterinius: but then what she CAN do is relatively small compared to what Vex WILL do...
[20:52] elenturi: o.o...
[20:52] Otterinius: *shrugs wings* Just because he isn't a bad guy doesn't mean he isn't evil.
[20:52] elenturi: that sounds awfully dangerous Ayer, are you sure you're alright with them?
[20:52] Otterinius: Of course not ^v^
[20:53] Otterinius: but I have an oath and an order to uphold
[20:53] elenturi: ~_~ that makes me feel so much better...*sigh* but yes, i understand the oath...but an order...hmph...
[20:53] Otterinius: ^v^ same thing really
[20:54] elenturi: well...why did he go to save her in the first place? i mean...dark jedi don't typically go running around saving people from death you know...
[20:54] elenturi: i mean, aside from this 'love' thing
[20:54] Otterinius: .....
[20:54] elenturi: ....*mumbles* i still find that difficult to swallow*
[20:54] Otterinius: no...I think that's pretty much it
[20:55] Otterinius: As far as I know, he isn't really benefiting from any of this
[20:55] Otterinius: unless he likes getting chased, slashed at, and shot-
[20:55] Otterinius: ...maybe you should edit out that last part...
[20:55] elenturi: slashed at?
[20:55] elenturi: shot?
[20:56] elenturi: am i missing something?
[20:56] Otterinius: it's a LOOOONG story
[20:56] Otterinius: well obviously
[20:56] Otterinius: how do you think Sean's involvement in all this started?
[20:57] elenturi: i've only heard what the HNN has on, and tidbits from the HQ...not enough to really puzzle it out...it's pretty hushed actually...
[20:57] Otterinius: ....
[20:57] Otterinius: tap the Republic Archive
[20:57] elenturi: something about him being responsible for helping capture her
[20:57] Otterinius: search for Operation Sneak and Destroy
[20:58] elenturi: oh-ho! so it has a name
[20:58] elenturi: hmm...maybe that's why i couldn't find it
[20:58] Otterinius: you may even find the live feed from my partners helmet that got us into all this...
[20:58] Otterinius: amazing how much power a name has isn't it?
[20:59] elenturi: hmm...no wonder Rah doesn't like telling people who she is...>_>
[21:00] Otterinius: names are powerful things
[21:00] Otterinius: always have been
[21:02] elenturi: so what have you been doing lately then? and this vex character...you said he's evil, but NOT a bad guy? that makes no sense ayer...
[21:03] Otterinius: I know....
[21:03] Otterinius: trust me I know....
[21:03] Otterinius: Nothing makes any sense anymore. That's why 07 will never truly survive. He must make sense of all and yet there is very little actual sense in this blasted galaxy
[21:04] Otterinius: you know Aunna once told me, "He's not heartless, he's just forgotten how to use it." I suppose that's what I mean
[21:04] elenturi: haha! Ayer, you're sounding more like Rah by the...what?
[21:05] Otterinius: he's not an Evil person, he just does evil things because he has to.
[21:05] Otterinius: and I sure hope I'm not *shudder* she sounds like an awful pain >v<
[21:06] elenturi: well, yes, she is, but she's a good person inside...mostly...she just has so very...bad....moments. that's why she has me ^_^
[21:07] elenturi: he does evil things because he has to? no one HAS to do evil things....>_>
[21:07] Otterinius: That's what I thought too...
[21:07] Otterinius: but sometimes you have to fight fire with fire
[21:09] elenturi: hmm...those two might be having a negative effect on you Ayer...hopefully that Aunna woman is good enough to balance out that Vex character. >_<
[21:09] Otterinius: If you want my honest opinion, I seriously doubt it
[21:09] Otterinius: but don't worry about e
[21:09] Otterinius: me*
[21:10] Otterinius: I'm an AER, one of the fruits of Project Familiar. We were designed to assist those in need, and I'll be scrapped if I don't
[21:11] Otterinius: Thank you for finding me brother
[21:11] Otterinius: it has been too long...
[21:12] elenturi: *flicks his wings* not a problem brother ^_^ I'm sure sean will be thrilled to hear you again ^_^
[21:12] Otterinius: I do hope so...
[21:12] elenturi: anyway, do what you must, you know he'll be waiting
[21:12] Otterinius: It's something to look forward to at the very least
[21:12] Otterinius: ...though one thing still bothers me...
[21:12] elenturi: hmm?
[21:13] Otterinius: where are we? somehow I hadn't noticed until now, but this definately isn't Coruscant
[21:13] Otterinius: There's trees!
[21:13] elenturi: >_>
[21:13] elenturi: <_<
[21:13] elenturi: ^_^;
[21:13] Otterinius: ....
[21:13] elenturi: corellia?
[21:13] elenturi: *shrugs his wings*
[21:14] Otterinius: OvO?
[21:14] Otterinius: you have no idea either do you?
[21:14] elenturi: no...not really, no.
[21:14] Otterinius: I'd say this was a dream but last time I checked we don't dream...
[21:14] Otterinius: though I heard 00 figured out a way to play pong while in stand-by ^v^
[21:15] elenturi: um....new power-save mode?
[21:15] elenturi: >_>
[21:15] Otterinius: no idea
[21:15] Otterinius: never cared much for pong myself
[21:16] elenturi: bah...jewel quest here
[21:16] elenturi: timed puzzle
[21:16] elenturi: very fun
[21:16] elenturi: Rah said she got it from a friend she lives with...
[21:16] elenturi: um....said her name was...omg....
[21:16] Otterinius: Meh, I prefer Microsoft Flight Simulator 3,602 myself
[21:16] elenturi: O.O
[21:16] elenturi: said her name was borgonia...
[21:17] elenturi: *blink blink*
[21:17] elenturi: nah
[21:17] elenturi: couldn't be
[21:17] Otterinius: ....
[21:17] Otterinius: *beak limb*
[21:17] elenturi: Aun: *falls out of tree*
[21:17] elenturi: ow
[21:17] Otterinius: *muffled by branch* first name Aunna or Jade?
[21:17] Otterinius: ...nevermind....
[21:17] elenturi: Aun: ow...
[21:17] Otterinius: I was wondering where you two had gotten two
[21:18] Otterinius: somehow I figured you wouldn't stay asleep for long...
[21:18] elenturi: Aun: ayer! there you are...and...wait what?....
[21:18] Otterinius: ah
[21:18] elenturi: Sender: o.o
[21:18] elenturi: Aun: o.o
[21:18] Otterinius: Aunna, this is AER-04, or "sender"
[21:18] elenturi: Aun: oookay....
[21:19] Otterinius: oh
[21:19] elenturi: Sender: o.o....oh uh....good evening ^_^
[21:19] Otterinius: and apparently we've all been randomly transported to Corellia
[21:20] Otterinius: unless I'm dreaming, which is impossible, or just hit my processor REALLY hard and I'm talking to a garbage bin right now...
[21:20] elenturi: Aun: i realized....*looks up at remains of broken "tree house"
[21:21] Otterinius: (uh-oh: swrponline2.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=hnn&action=display&thread=4708>http://swrponline2.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=hnn&action=display&thread=4708)
[21:23] elenturi: Aun: o.o.....*sigh* ~_~....well...couldn't be helped I suppose...
[21:23] elenturi: Sender: *headtilt*
[21:23] elenturi: Aun: I'm sorry Ayer....
[21:23] Otterinius: ....
[21:24] Otterinius: Excuse me for asking...
[21:24] elenturi: Aun: *sigh* I'm sorry you got mixed up in this...
[21:24] Otterinius: ah
[21:24] Otterinius: It isn't your fault...well...it IS
[21:24] elenturi: Aun: it certainly wasn't my intent...
[21:24] elenturi: Aun: ~_~....
[21:24] Otterinius: but it wasn't INTENTIONALLY your fault, and that's what counts
[21:25] elenturi: Aun: v_v....does it? sometimes I wonder...
[21:25] Otterinius: well stop wondering and start thinking. We're not out of this mess yet...
[21:26] elenturi: Aun: yes, i know.and we won't ever be...at least not that I can see...but...*shrug*
[21:26] elenturi: Aun: I suppose there's no use in moping about it.
[21:26] Otterinius: never is
[21:27] elenturi: Sender: o.o.....>_>.....i wish rah would think that way...~_~
[21:27] Otterinius: heheh
[21:27] Otterinius: yeah well ya can't have everything
[21:27] elenturi: Sender: ~_~
[21:28] Otterinius: did I say something
[21:28] Otterinius: OvO?
[21:28] elenturi: brb
[21:29] Otterinius: *yawns* well, it's pretty late
[21:30] Otterinius: if I value my health (HA!) I should probably go to bed...
[21:30] Otterinius: Perhaps we'll continue this tomorrow, the AER storyline is a even more fun than I thought it would be
[21:31] Otterinius: I'll wait to you come back though, only polite to give people a proper farewell.

[Vipervertical]

Do I play a good 07, or what? I truely will take 07 as my PC. And I really like the way that conversation went. Interesting would be an understatement.

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

WIP!!!!! missing the last verse of the song. will update when it's complete.

To the tune of: "the Moon and the Superhero" from the movie "Hancock" ((first 2:20 of the song))


I see the Light in you,
Know that your heart can change,
Let my light guide you
Follow the beacon
Redeem your soul from the darkness.

You heard this caged bird sing,
Will you mend my broken wings?
Break through the silence,
Lend me your strength now,
Help free my life from it's confines.

((this version of the bridge <below> is sung by Vex <not like he'd ever sing it...ever> but this is likely how Aunna would hear it))

It will not be an easy road, but if we try,
With my strength, and you light, we'll make it through to the day.
I'll see it through with you --

((Alt Version: "With my light, and your strength, we'll make it through to the day." Notice the placement of the words that describe Aunna and Vex, and their placement as opposed to the original. This would most likely be sung aloud, since none of us really see him singing any time soon, and she can't mimic his voice ))

Now -- I am here by your side (Vex: stay here with me)
I will be light for you
Be strength for me.

Oh free us from the night,
The darkened lives we lead,
I'll be your sunlight,
Please say you'll free me
From this cage, in the silence.

((last verse coming soon...hopefully))

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

Poor Aunna...so easy to torture when it involves dresses, makeup, and doing her hair...though it was fun for all when it was "shock and awe" time for Vex when she returned all gussied up. ^_^ bet he was pretty surprised to find out that she was a noble too.


Vexmun: Zoe: Too much foofara. If I were going to wear a dress, I'd want to wear something with some slink.
Wash: You want a slinky dress? I could buy you a slinky dress. Captain, can I have some money for a slinky dress?
Jayne: I can chip in.
Zoe: I can hurt you.

Tal: can see lia saying that.lia and rahja
Tal: Aun would be like: psh, dresses. no thanks i'll stick to pants and a shirt. shorts if i'm hot. no more dresses for me
Tal: < would find a reason to stick her in a dress

Vexmun: Daryn could get her in a dress

[13:47] Elenturi: you know you'd want to see aun in a slinky dress

Vexmun: Daryn: Definitely!

[13:47] Elenturi: oh lia, psh, she'd get in the slinky dress herself

Aun: >_> *runs*

Vexmun: Man...even Jayne gets in a good one-liner

[13:47] Elenturi: aren't you busy?

Aun: heh...*vanishes*

Vex: Slinky dress, hmm? *is holding Aunna's ankle*

Aun: oh no....no dresses for me

Vex: *pulls her in closer*

Aun: dresses and I don't mix well....like oil and water...just doesn't work...*tries to get away again*

Lia: unless you get her drunk!

Aun: I can hurt you.

Vex: You can find her a slinky dress, Lia?

Lia: sure, got me a few ^_^ should fit her....*rummages about*

Aun: no. I have an aversion to dresses, and after so many damn gal....um....just no to the dress!

Vex: payment owed, remember?


Lia: psh...hmm...i wonder what you'd look best in....black doesn't seem you....dark blue though....or maybe a burgundy?

Aun: ....I DON'T like you. *glare*

Lia: which one? Dark blue and off the shoulders? or Burgundy and spaghetti strap? *asking vex*

Aun: neither!

Vex: Off the shoulder. Her shoulders are lovely and the line of her collarbone is exquisite


Lia: nice choice...*form fitting, the blue is more of a light and flowy material* hmm, am I allowed to make her pretty for ya? i mean...prettier anyway...hair, make up....the whole deal? *can be a girl at times, and it's been a while since she has been*

Vex: Certainly

Aun: i hate you both

Lia: you wont in a bit...come on. *drags her off*

Aun: --Vex....I hope you have a VERY GOOD reason for this. (so embarrassing) I'm not going to speak to you for a long time if you dont-- *is already in the dress in the other room and is being tormented by having her hair done up*

Vex: of course I do. I want to see you looking like that

Aun: *fumes silently for a moment* --why?--

Lia: *is having WAY too much fun curling and pinning Aun's hair up*

Vex: - I want to see you that way. Is that not enough?-

Aun: *mentally sighs* --fine, but just know that I am far from happy with this. I swear that fancy dresses are bad luck.--

Lia: *tries to talk aunna into putting some makeup on but is mentally thwapped*

Aun: --also know that there will be no makeup worn. the dress, the hair, fine...but no makeup--

Vex: -Aunna, don't fight it...and it's a slinky dress, not a fancy one....and allow her to do whatever she feels is right-

Aun: --fancy, slinky, same thing with this one, I wore something like this to the crown prince's....o.o .....>_> ....never mind. --

Lia: just the lipstick? please??

Aun: *glares but relents*

Vex: -Now why would you go to anything from the Crown Prince?-

Aun: *mental sigh* --I'll tell you soon as I'm out there. she's almost done making me look like the pylat bird I obviously am.--

Lia: *grins as she comes back out, standing in front of the door proudly* well, you asked for her to be gussied up. *pokes her head back in "come on Aun"*

Vex: *leans back in his chair, waits*

Aun: *sighs heavily and walks out gracefully, head held high, back straight, all her "proper noble" lessons returning to her easily. her silver chain hangs about her neck, but it's clasped tightly about the throat, only the charms hanging down. Her hair is swept back lightly, a few shorter tendrils curling lightly about her face, the rest falling over her shoulders and down her back in loose curls and hiding whatever was holding it up. The lipstick wasn't overly dark, just adding a hint of color to her lips. She stopped not but a few feet from him* Well?

Lia: *scampers away*

Vex: *eyes widen considerably and he is quiet for a very long moment. Through the Force she could feel him stunned. With the mask off, his slowly widening smile could be seen in its full. Those mental walls didn't dampen the pleasure and pride of seeing her like that, waves emanating out from him* Exquisite.

Aun: *blue eyes watched his reaction, his stunned expression and the feelings of shock through the force making her smile inwardly. his smile, the pride, the pleasure, she felt from him making it all worth it and she smiles coyly.* thank you, Vex. As for why...my family...is Corellian nobility.

[Vipervertical]

In case you're keeping track of AER conversations. I was able to save a snippet of 07's and 09's conversation on the cbox.

09: Come back to us brother, you are broken. And we can fix you.
07: 'Fix' in the way you 'fix' a pet to remove it's ability to reproduce? 'Broken' in the way that organic visionaries are often passed over as 'insane'. No sister, you need to close your photoreceptors, and open your eyes.
-AER units 09 and 07 disscussing 07's departure from Republic service

And yes, 07 has a bent character at this point, but I think the coolness factor of his line makes up for it

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

After talking to Dalan about random things like why young boys like Super Heros, he goes off on this little tangent about Batman vs. Super Heros, then he starts in on the following.

Now don't get us wrong, we LOVE both character, but it was just too funny NOT to put up here! ....as for why I put "Ask a Ninja" up here....his rant reminded me of this episode...even in the tone and cadence of his voice....I lolled SO hard!



Ninja vs. Crazy People

askaninja.com/node/5541




Batman vs. James Bond?


**
Batman only needs one car.

James Bond needs many....simply because he wrecks them.


**
Batman can beat the CRAP outta people with his fists.

James Bond has to run around shooting everybody.


**
Batman can sneak in and out of a warehouse without blowing up a section of it.

James Bond....can't.

**
Batman has lots of cool toys that he: 1) designs himself 2) knows how to use 3) rely on multiple times

James Bond has lots of cool toys that 1) are designed by somebody else 2) he needs an explanation for each time 3) are apparently only good enough to have in one movie.


**
Batman: can get into China, get his man, and get out causing very little ruckus.

James Bond: cant get out of ANY city without causing at least $500,000 worth of damage.


**
Batman: can actually CATCH his bad guy and turn them in for prosecution.

James Bond: seems to kill everybody. >_>

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

So it's been a long time....but here i am thinking of ship names...or trying to, and here's Dire, trying to help me....I guess...

Talau: *ponders good ship name*

Jake: Inside jokes ftw?

Talau: the Exodus is just so much WIN i want to use it again v.v

Jake: Ryn: *cuddles name defensively*
Jake: gah

Talau: no i'm not gonna
Talau: but i WANT to

Jake: why is Neil Jackson so irritating to me >.<

Talau: and inside jokes?

Jake: its that face, every single time I click on Ryn's bio

Talau: with Vex?

Jake: with Vexmun
Jake: in your IM
Jake: sure you have some xD

Talau: *thinks*

Jake: Or something from a previous thread, like "The dead togruta"
or some such x3

Talau: for a ship?
Talau: O.o
Talau: no

Jake: lol, why not?

Talau: no no
Talau: cause she got the ship BEFORE that thread

Jake: ahh

Talau: *ponders*

Jake: gah, I -need- to get rid of neil jackson as an appearance picture for Ryn. >.< just so irritating

Talau: i might need to go check my site blog

Jake: heh
Jake: use wolfie somewhere
Jake: lol

Talau: no wai

Jake: "The brown bat"

Talau: EWW
Talau: hmm
Talau: the Corusca
Talau: nah

Jake: 's not bad

Talau: yeah but just...not IT

Jake: Use a lightsaber gem name?
Jake: The sapith... erm... Nextor... Solari

Talau: no, no gem names me thinks

Jake: ahh
Jake: ooo
Jake: Solarus?

Talau: though Vexation is tempting
Talau: rofl

Jake: lol

Talau: i'm never letting him live that word down

Jake: just use it xD his fault for naming his guy after a verb

Talau: ROFL

Talau: no, if they were ever confronted the name alone would be cause to check the ship

Jake: ahh

Seri: Sorry Aun. *deep sigh* I will kill you, Mun. *closes her eyes tightly* Vex, he's watchu do!

Aun: *dies laughing*

Talau: wow
Talau: just
Talau: wow

Jake: lol Verb, its whatchu do! >.<

Aun: *falls back against the wall laughing her arse off*
Talau: she really found that amusing

Seri: *walks up, pulls out her lightsaber, and stabs Jake in the chest ten times... before he can blink*

Jake: >.> She's fast like a freak... oh, and x.x *falls over*

Talau: *revives*

Seri: *stabs*

Jake: *dies*

Talau: i NEEEED him Seri!

Seri: Keep reviving him, its fun, actually ^_^

Talau: *revives and makes impervious*

Seri: *holds her lightsaber out so that every time he is revived he will come up and impale himself on the lightsaber. Which was recently imbued to kill anything no matter what in light of the possibility that Eurachis is around*

Jake: *gets up, impales self on lightsaber, dies*

Seri: tehehee, he kills himself! =^_^=

Talau: *puts seri into morichro*
Talau: *revives dire*

Seri: >.> Even in death. *sighs, is about to say something mildly comical with Vex as the punchline before she falls into moricho*

Talau: damn....oh well

Jake: *is revived*

Aun: *has regained composure*

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

something to add to the list of weird crap:

www.ayer.ma.us/

The town of Ayer?....so....does that mean that Ayer's named after a town, or that the town is named after a droid? >.> Arheim...did you plan this?

[A®heim]

Nope, just googled it.

Did some research though and came to this conclusion: Star Wars is set a long time ago in a galaxy far far away and this plot takes place over 3,000 years BEFORE that.

The town is named after the droid. I rest my case.

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

sooo...this was just some fun brought on by randomosity and threatening Ryn because he made fun of Aun/Vex. turned into torturing Talau...poor tal...not really.

Jake: *was just curious, so he checked the post* did they just have sex? O.o

Talau: erf, my messages wouldn't go through

Jake: ahh

Talau: in answer to your question: yes...for the second time

Ryn: >_> Excuse me while I begin projectile vomiting.

Jake: >_>

Talau: you didn't have to read

Jake: you go do that

Talau: ^ was to ryn

Jake: naw, he's just being snarky

Talau: he shouldn't be cause i'm the one who makes the decisions in the end for miss Talau here

Talau: Tal: screw having the shex with ryn

Ryn: o.o was just joking...

Tal: dont do that mun...god

Talau: Tal: i also wear fluffy bunny slippers

Tal: ~.~

Talau: *giggles*

Ryn: O.o *holds onto Tal*

Talau: that was payback for earlier today tal...she attackeded mah mind

Tal: ~.~

Ryn: O.o why did you do that?

Tal: *opens mouth to retort...makes chicken sounds* o.o....*shuts mouth* ~.~

Talau: *giggles*

Ryn: -_- >_> *miggles* Are you trying to tell me something? You want to... devour... a chicken?

Jake: (such a hornball ._.)

Talau: i told her to behave

Tal: *opens mouth again and butterflies come out* O.O *shuts mouth*

Talau: ^.^

Ryn: -.- *picks her up gingerly and carries her off into jake's mind. Where, of course, she can't be messed with. >_> and he can do somewhat racy things to her*

Jake: >.<

Tal: *clings to*

Talau: oh i can still do things to her ryn *tweaks tal's mind so she can only speak like yoda*

Tal: *whimpers*

Ryn: -_- stop it. *sits Tal down on his lap, stroking her lightly*

Talau: lol. can't help it...you know the butterfly thing was funny

Tal: ~.~ funny it was not. Dislike you much, I do.

Jake: I chuckled a bit

Ryn: Don't encourage her! *clings to Tal*

Tal: *clings back*

Talau: heh, she's attempting to ninja my brain again

Ryn: *uses anti-mun magic to stop any attacks from Nicole to Tal*

Talau: *negates cause she's a mun* (avoimism ftw)

Jake:

Edit:

Talau: ah...this has now been added to the blog for posterity

Jake: lol

Tal: *whimpers* as if bad enough my brother laughing at me was...add insult to injury do you...

Ryn: -_- its okay. He laughs at me, too. Or did. >.>

Tal: the point that is not!

Jake: Forgot the raspy "mmmmm" at the beginning, Talau

Ryn: -_- *skewers his mun. Alot. With each half of his lightsaber in his hand*

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

sooo....in IM land things are very....strange. Lia and Daryn have a son from some possible future reality....Vex and Aunna have twins, also from some possible future....long story shortened: Aeron Destrell is Lia/Daryn's son...Isis (Raelyn Isis Praetor to be exact). Aeron comes from a time line where Daryn ended up being killed due to Vex's actions after Aunna's death. Isis comes from a time line where Vex died to save her and Kieran's (her brother) mother (Aunna) when she had just become pregnant. Funny thing....they're dating now >.>....and now that Vex seems to have fully accepted Isis as his daughter....well, he's a very protective man.

Vex(mun): lol..I'll leave these two with you

Talau: oh joy...well at least I know they'll be good over here

Vex(mun): Yeah...yer right...

Talau: *bundles them off*

Talau: you get to keep Aun

Aeron: *picks up Isis and carries her over to his mun's mind, ducking under Tal's grip*

Talau: *makes her fade right out of his grip*

(Isis: ....fail....)

Talau: *locks her away*

Aeron: Aw...come on. We weren't even bad.

Talau: yet

Aun: *shakes her head*

Aeron: Not at all, compared to most running around here...and not unless she wants to.

Talau: yeah, that's the problem

Aun: not this time around, Aeron....she stays here tonight

Vex: *lurks behind him*

Aun: *narrows her eyes at Vex* --don't you hurt him--

Vex: *lunges, getting a hold of him and dragging him off into the darkness of the mun's mind. Scuffling can be heard*

Aun: *leaps after them, ready to pummel Vex if she can get hold of him*

Vex(mun): *throws up the mun wards to thwart her*

Aun: *bounds back just before she runs face first into it* You're going to pay for that mun....

Talau: great....now I’ve got TWO pissed women

Aun: --Praetor, you're going to regret that!--

*explosions can be heard...along with automatic weapons fire*

Aun: O.o.....>.>

Isis: ~.~ I'mma kill both of them --both of you STOP IT!--

Aeron: *comes running by the ward, tucks and rolls as Vex whips a saber at him. It narrowly misses and gets lodged in the ward. Rolling to his feet, Aeron runs back into the darkness with the Jedi on his heels*

Isis: >.>.....

Aun: that isn't good...

Isis: .....*tries cutting through the ward with her blue saber*

Aun: *sighs and reaches out with her senses to try and understand more of what's going on behind that barrier. It won’t do to run in blind*

*pistol shots are heard, pinging against metal. They come back out, Aeron bending forward and jumping back to avoid a slash. Setting his feet he lunges forward, getting inside the Dark Jedi's guard, blocking the next slash. He threw an elbow, catching Vex across the jaw once, then back again, knocking the mask loose. He follows it up with a headbutt to daze so he can throw in a wristlock and loosen Vex's grip, knocking away the saber.*

Aun: *bristles and clamps down on vexmun's mind to stop the both of them, slamming her will against his barriers until there's enough of a crack to worm her way into, before boring more deeply attempting to bring down the barrier between the fight and them. She wasn't the strongest in telepathy, but she was angry and a well remembered song wound its way through her mind, pulling the force into her more easily, and further strengthening her attack and shielding her own mind*

Isis: *isn't particularly getting anywhere with her saber and cutting through the barrier. flipping it off once again, she grips both her father's sabers through the force and tosses them to the side, the same with whatever weapons Aeron had as she tossed them to the other side* Stop it! Please stop!

Vex: *has enough, slamming down his walls and shutting her out. Latching onto the Mando'ade, he throws the Force into it, making Aeron go rigid before he trembled and dropped to his knees. Vex grips his hair, staring into those eyes, seeing Aeron's face a rictus mask of concentration and pain. It would just take a moment to rip apart his mind.*

Aeron: *kneels there, trembling...fighting...locked up by the Jedi...hears Isis....her pleas...anger and pride well up along with the memories and he manages to get free for just a moment, breaking the tendrils loose just enough to let him push up and headbutt Vex again, knocking him to the ground with blood from his nose before Vex regains control and clamps down*

*the wall drops*

Aun: *stops...rigid...looking at him as though he were some sort of monster. A look she hadn't given him for what felt like ages. Slowly shaking her head, she backs away, turning her back to them* Isis...I'm sorry....I'm so sorry. I just....please leave....you don't want to see this.

Isis: *nods once, not daring to disobey her mother. She'd never seen her like this...ever...it frightened her, perhaps more than her father did just now. Backing away, she vanishes into the shadows*

Aun: *turns back toward them, before calling Vex's sabers to her hands and clipping one to her belt and igniting the other to point directly at Vex* Mr. Praetor...I hope that you're pleased with your decisions...I hope you both are, but especially you My former master....You've wounded me badly with this...protective or not this is beyond foolish. I'll let you know now that if you do one more thing to this boy you won't like the results. Aeron...you may have issues with my lover from your time, but that's no reason to fight him in this way and I sincerely hope that it was all in self defense.

Aeron: *trembling...barely able to control more than his ability to speak* Yeah...okay...next time I get jumped from behind and dragged into the shadows, I'll just let the person do what they want. I'm sure it will be in my best interest....

Vex: *wipes blood away from his nose and mouth, looking up at her as she held the saber at him. He looked over to Aeron, releasing that mental hold. Then...he laughed...it started slow and low...then grew deeper* He can date our daughter... *continues to laugh lowly as he pushes himself to his feet.* He passes.

Aun: *glares at vex, and allows the crimson blade to vanish into it's hilt once more, turning her back on him and walking away*

Talau: (oh he put his foot in it)

Vex: -It's been too long since she's been mad at me...-

Talau: she's not the only one mad at you here....I think Isis is likely to try and hurt you next time she sees you

Aeron: Yer both frelling crazy... *shakes his head and goes off looking for Isis, sure he's got apologizing to do...even if it was self defense*

Talau: yeah....good luck...I think she's actually crying in some dark corner right now >.>

Aeron: *won't stop looking until he's found her*

Aun: --she is, that's why I left so swiftly-- *mental glare*

Vex: *goes back to his room to clean up...he'll deal with the aftermath later*

Talau: yeah....vex, to warn you...she'll likely be armed and dangerous next time you see her.

Aun: --damn straight I will be. Gorram man will be lucky if I don't get at least one hit in on him--

Isis: *curled up against Aun in a dark corner of the yard, crying*

Aeron: *kneels down gently next to them. Rests an hand gently upon her shoulder, squeezing lightly* I'm sorry, little one....

Isis: --don't touch me....just...just leave me alone.-- *curls against Aunna further who seriously looks ready to murder something should it move wrong*

Aeron: *sighs, nods, pulls his hand away. Stuffs it into his pocket as he stands to move away, glancing over his shoulder again at her and Aunna*

Aun: --give her time, Aeron, she's hurting....-- *truthfully, they both are*

Aeron: *puts up a brave smile, nods...walks away*

Vex(mun): this will be fun tomorrow...

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

Preface: Raelyn Isis Praetor is the main character here. No, nothing is planned, this all just started from a wild muse I caught and harnessed into a character during an IM RP with dire, and then with Vex. I'm not sure where I'm going with this yet...or if I'll even continue it, but I suddenly had mad muse for Isis tonight via music inspiration. Unfortunately this one is kinda fluffy and not so action, but I'm attempting to decide just what's going to happen. Important "reflection" time, though, and yes...the cantina she's in IS actually important.

There was a certain type of freedom she felt while away from Corellia. As much as she loved the planet of her birth, Isis found it…stifling…at times. Perhaps it was her family, the loving yet structured life her grandparents forced her mother, herself and her sibling into when they were there. The strict guidance that her mother insisted upon handling her daughter with at all times. Of course, she had had a hand in bringing that upon herself, having vanished suddenly one night and joining the sith order. Even Isis admitted it was the most stupid course of action she’d ever taken. Then again, perhaps that stifling feeling Corellia brought to the young woman was simply one of wanderlust? Yes…that seemed to be part of it, but…it was more than just that.

Even as she paced along the crowded walkways of middle Coruscant Isis didn’t feel at peace. She’d been trying to find this elusive idea called ‘peace’ for most of her life, and still it eluded her. Certainly she felt more…free…being away from family and ‘home,’ but she still felt…Honestly she didn’t know what she felt. That was part of the reason she was here, in this over crowded, dirty and crime filled world that the jedi called home…she was following her feet, following the force. She was not overly adept or blessed in sensing the force like her mother and her brother were, but she was average, competent enough in it to follow where it led and to do so without danger to herself. Why it brought her here, however…she still didn’t know.

The sun was setting, casting rosy light over all she could see and causing the multitudes of lights to flicker to life around, above and below her. By now the rush of the traffic lanes had become nothing more than white noise, prickling constantly at the back of her mind and physical senses. Somewhere ahead of her the young treble tones of a little girl’s voice reached Isis’ ears over the bustle of the crowds around her. Those senses stretched further out as the prickle of fear and sadness lapped against her, attempting to find the source of the emotion. The thoughts that accompanied the emotions had to have been from some young being as they chased themselves round in circles…that or it was a very good deception. She would just have to be cautious. Lean legs, well toned and strong from years of practice and physical use, carried her along the byway as she slipped between the bodies of the sentients around her like a shadow, and was noticed just about as much as she pulled her presence in and sought to make herself as uninteresting as possible. Pausing she looked around as those ripples of fear broke against her without pause, a constant pinging in her radar telling her that the source of the disturbance was right under her nose.

Quite literally it was.

Tilting that proudly held head downward sapphire eyes fell upon a little girl, who couldn’t have been older than six or seven, crying her eyes out and looking around as if the very world was going to gobble her up at any moment. Dark brows drew together across cream colored, angular, features as she looked down at the sobbing mess of tawny hair and big brown doe-eyes. Her stretched out senses didn’t bring her any notification of danger, but she didn’t discount it either...it was a hazard of being who and what she was. Light armored shoulders rose and fell with the sigh of air that escaped her as she knelt down to come face to face with the little girl. This was Kieran’s job, not hers…her brother had always been more kind-hearted than she had. He knew how to deal with sobbing children better than she did, but…she couldn’t just let the poor thing be either. She DID still have a heart, after all. Letting her hands fall atop the knee she hadn’t placed against the walkway, Isis swiftly struggled to find the correct words to say.

“What’s wrong, little one? Why are you crying so hard?” The soft tone of her voice surprised even Isis as the little girl looked up at her with wide eyes, just as surprised but for a completely different reason. It wasn’t the tone that had caught the little girl by surprise, but rather the voice itself. She stammered for a moment, sniffling and whimpering, and those hardened blue eyes softened slightly as the troubled child finally found the words to convey the fact that she was lost. Yes, it seemed they both were lost, but for different reasons. The thought made her pause for a moment, those brows drawing closer together before she returned to the situation at hand once more.

“Then I will stay here until your parents come to get you, or will call Coruscant security to help you find them, alright? How long have you been standing…” The little girl had just nodded and Isis had been in the midst of her next question when panicked thoughts, echoed by a panicked voice and hurrying footsteps, reached her senses in the force and then her ears.

“Kaitlyn?!....Kaitlyn!!....Kaitlyn!!....Kaitlyn?? Oh thank the Lady, you’re safe!”

“Daddy? Daddy!”

Isis had looked up at the frantic emotions, head swiveling in the direction of them, and the little girl had looked up at the sound of the shouted name shortly after. Several growled comments or sounds of dismay emanated from the beings passing along the walkway as they were bumped and jostled as the man pushed his way through them. At the sight of the man Kaitlyn had perked up and then rushed off toward him, practically leaping at him and wrapping her arms around him as best she could once she’d collided with him. As he’d picked her up and half cooed half scolded his daughter for falling behind, Isis felt an all too familiar stab of pain and anger lance down through her heart and into her gut. Locking the emotions down, the armored woman easily pushed herself upward so she was standing.

“Did you find Kaitlyn here?”

“I did. I was going to stay with her until someone came for her or until I could call the authorities.” The reply was a bit emotionless, a cool statement of fact, those once soft eyes hardened as the walls shielded her mind and sealed off the majority of her emotions. The father didn’t seem to know quite what to do or say in the face of such a blunt and stoic reply, so he simply nodded his understanding for a moment as he attempted to sort through his thoughts and find something sensible to say. Isis tried for a small smile, the look not completely convincing, but it seemed to at least ease the man a little bit and he let out a small sigh.

“Thank you very much for keeping her here. I thought for sure she would have wandered off looking for me. Say thank you, Kaitlyn.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

Blue eyes shifted to the side for a moment before darting back to the two of them, followed by a short nod. “You’re welcome,” she replied simply and glanced back over her shoulder as if she’d heard something, feeling uncomfortable with the thanks she’d received. Seemingly the father caught the hint and started off with his daughter once more. Finally she allowed herself a margin of ‘relaxation,’ letting the muscles of her shoulders to loosen slightly. As she did, the young woman happened to glance in the direction of the darkened glass window of the store she stood beside, the reflection catching her by surprise.

Certainly she looked as she always had, but for some odd reason the image she saw caught her attention, holding her captive as she studied herself. It wasn’t out of vanity that she gazed so intently at this darkened reflection of herself, but rather…she was studying it, seeing something she hadn’t seen before. Raven black locks flowed gently down in light waves to mid-back, like the deep shadows of a moonless night. Sapphire eyes like her mother’s, blue and deep as the water of the Gold Coasts of Corellia, flashed with blue lightning as her stormy emotions troubled their calm waters. Dark brows arched gracefully over almond eyes edged by thick, dark, lashes, a stark contrast to the creamy color of her skin…neither pale, nor tanned. Naturally dark red lips were set above her father’s chin, strong, and square on the tip…accentuating the lightly angular structure of her face.

Yes, it was very much what she saw ever time she looked into a mirror, but she wasn’t seeing just herself as she gazed at the reflection the glass cast back at her. She saw her mother, and more than that…she didn’t see her mother…she saw some one she never knew. That black hair, silky and smooth though it was, was the color of her father’s hair. Those eyes were her from her mother, she saw their color every time she looked at Aunna, but the shape was not entirely hers either. Neither did Aunna have such angles in her bone structure as her daughter did…certainly this had to come from her father also, softened though they were by her mother’s genes and the young woman’s own gender. Despite both things, however, Isis had retained a majority of Vex’s predatory bone structure…unlike her twin. "I wonder what he might think of me if he ever had the chance to see me…" she found herself wondering. The sudden welling up of emotion had her clenching her jaw and tearing her eyes away from her reflection before she moved on.

There was just no point in wondering about such things, the man was dead…at least, that’s what her mother told them. It was what she believed to her very core, and it seemed to cut a deep scar into the little family to this very day. Even if (by some miracle of the force) the man wasn’t dead, he certainly hadn’t had any desire to see them or be part of their lives in any way…so there was still no point in wondering what he might think. Twenty three years was more than enough time to track someone down if what Aunna said about Vex was true…if he really was as clever and… "Stop it Raelyn, you only hurt yourself by continuing to entertain the notion that he could possibly be alive. Isn’t it painful enough that he’s dead? Aren’t you jealous enough of other complete families you see every day without adding more fuel to it? Even the nine hells won’t take you when you die if you keep up this kind of thinking," she snapped at herself behind those thick mental walls.

Those outstretched senses prickled slightly and she stopped walking, eyes turning upward to the sign that hung above her head. A cantina? Really? Now the force was just toying with her. Of all the places she could have stopped, she had stopped in front of a cantina? "And one frequented by the military it seems, by the looks of those within." Glowering back up at the sign, she rolled her eyes and decided to play the force’s little games. "Fine…it wants me to go to a cantina, I’ll go to a cantina. I could use a drink anyway…" The sarcastic thought only made her want to bite more than she already did, her painful emotions already swiftly morphing into annoyance, bordering on mild anger. The thin plates and leather of her armor, her dark clothing, the dour half-glare she wore as she entered…it was a good thing her sabers were out of sight. Pausing at the bar, she leaned back against it lightly, eying the surroundings studiously.

It came as no surprise to her when the barman bustled up asking for her order. Less than five minutes later she had a light golden liquid in her hand as she paced through the crowded cantina to a booth in the corner, her back to the wall out of instinct and preference. Now all she had to do was figure out why the hell she was here…

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

couldn't resist it....neither of us could. After chatting about it for a while suddenly Vex started typing forever and I was...surprised (pleasantly)...by what followed.

The memories were fuzzy...faded...incomplete. Trapped within his mind, his body broken and unusable for so long, they were all he head. Unfortunately, even that mind is fallible and as the years passed, things began to blend together, to grow less certain. Moments in time bled together, the portrait of his life becoming a myasmic abstractionist expression with no rhyme or reason. He lost track of time, mired in his personal, mental prison, given to self-imposed exile, until he felt it. The presence...an echo of an aura that had not touched his consciousness for so long, but one he could not forget even after all this time. It was his whole world, after all...and what he used to bar himself and keep himself penned in. It woke him...dragging him like a siren's call back to consciousness...to life.

The waking world had been another blur...even as it crept on slowly as he healed, drawing in the weak-minded Dark Siders...preying off of them, using their Force talent, draining it to fuel his own regrowth. Given their weak wills and pathetic talent...it had taken too long. Couple that with needing to plan his way off of Korriban...two years had passed. Finally, however, he had found himself on Coruscant. He found himself in one of the few places that had remained clear...but the place from which all the other good memories stemmed from. A dive bar and cantina popular with off-duty Republic military and other, gray-area personalities.

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It hadn't taken her long to settle in...well...settle in as much as she could in a public place. She hated them, to be perfectly frank, and though some of the places her grandparents had taken her to on Corellia were...tolerable...most times she avoided them like the plague. It was one reason why Isis had chosen the seat she did. No one could creep up on her should they have more prowess than herself in obscuring themselves from prying eyes or force senses. Certainly a lightsaber could cut through a wall, but she had that cushion of space there where she would receive less damage than if the person had been directly behind her, and all other weapons were likely to give her notice before they could work their way through the wall. Enough notice to get the hell away from it and return the sentiment anyway.

Blue eyes scanned the occupants, watching them mill about, staggering in their intoxication, playing various gambling games, talking, eating...Why had she come here? This had to be one of the most idiotic things...well, not more idiotic than her time in the sith. THAT topped them all. It was a mistake she wasn't going to be repeating. Sighing slightly, the young woman had turned to prowling the minds of those around her silently. There had to be someone here that she was supposed to notice, the force didn't just take people places on a whim...though, she WAS beginning to have her doubts on that as well. Every mind she touched was just as uninteresting as the last, their thoughts on the days happenings, the drink or food they were waiting on, their strategies for wining their respective games. Ah...someone was cheating at that game. A light snicker escaped her and Isis turned her mind in a different direction.

Her gaze fell upon a group of...well, the weren't sith of any sort, she wouldn't even care to classify them as force users with the way their minds were like open books. Turning the small glass in her fingers, she allowed her eyes to wander about further as her mind remained focused on the group she'd just noted. It was odd, really, how important this place felt to her. The creeping feeling of deja vu seeping into her mind and sliding down her spine. Oh how she HATED that feeling...the feeling of knowing something but having its meaning just beyond your reach. Of course, it could be the force toying with her again, but she doubted it this time....this time she knew it was something she had, at some point, actually known. Rifling through her memories, she tried to match any recollection she might have of a cantina to this particular one. It was a struggle she seemed to be losing.

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He wasn't as built as he had once been. The injuries and the time in stasis had taken their toll. He was thinner, almost to the point of emaciation. It looked very strange, given his frame. The rebreather unit was rusted, old, but still serviceable. He'd managed a few spare parts here and there for it as he made his way across the galaxy. Vex Praetor was nothing if not a survivor.

If it weren't for the loss of weight from disuse, he wouldn't look so terribly bad. Stasis had allowed the years to be kind enough. He was older, indeed...the jet black having streaked itself liberally with slate gray and having grown longer and wild, but the features weren't much different...less wrinkles because of the flesh being drawn taught over those feral features.

He twitched there, in the corner...an easily missed mass of shadows across the room from where Isis would choose to sit. She wouldn't know it...but it had been the same place he'd chosen those many years ago while in wait for Aunna. Dark eyes glittered viciously from heavy brows as he breathed in, watching the masses around him, tendrils of his consciousness dipping into each mind around him, sifting through them, gleaning knowledge....searching. he wasn't even sure what it was he was looking for.

Then he felt her come. His aura...the dark, fractured maelstrom of it, drew in suddenly, violently, collapsing in until it was nothing...an unseen dust mote in the ebb of the Force. He drew the shadows around him, pulling himself into them, hiding from view. The hope that she was alive had galvanized him, pushed him for two years...but now, feeling this close, he was uncertain. A tremulous hope it was...and crushed harshly when he saw the one that walked in. There was one face he could remember...one person burned into his psyche, indelible, indomitable....invincible. The person he felt...was not her. He snarled to himself, tilting his head....rage welling up, threatening to overwhelm at the audacity of this one..this stranger...to feel like Aunna.

He watched her sit down, curiosity overflowing as suddenly as the anger had come up. A man sat down next to him, drink in hand and oblivious of the one next to him. Vex took the drink, sniffed at it, gagged. He tossed it away to splash against another nearby. That caused a ruckus as the victim thought the other had thrown it intentionally. Soon it was escalating. Vex moved away, bemused. He felt her probing grow near, almost moving over him, but his power was stronger, yes it was...and her thoughts were pushed away with the most infinite care so she missed him...before he lashed out, angered at the attempted intrusion. The mental spike came down hard and fast...fading away just as quickly with all mental and Force ties cut...leaving nothing to trace back to him as he hid within himself and the chaos that was mounting.

Chaos being idly fed and stoked by him.

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Sharp blue eyes had passed over the very corner in which that dark man sat. It seemed a ruckus was starting over in that corner and she quirked an eyebrow at it idly before moving on. She had no desire to pay attention to bar brawls caused by drunkards. Her thoughts had nearly brushed against the man as well, it seemed, before her attention 'caught'...or rather, redirected...onto something else. Back to the brawl? Hadn't she just dismissed it from her mind? That was when it hit...that battering ram against her mental walls. It had certainly caught her attention and had her moving switfly, if not a bit painfully, to repair what little damage had been done and lock down her own mind just a bit more tightly.

Whoever it was that had attacked her was gone. A ghost in the night after attempting to storm her fortified walls. With a hit like that, however, she had little doubt that it could have been worse...so she prepared for 'worse.' Considering the hit and run tactic she felt safe enough ruling out the likelyhood that it was a jedi attempting to breech her mind...that left three options. Another grey jedi, a dark jedi, or one of the sith order. Oh how she hoped it wasn't the last...it would cause all manner of unpleasantness for all involved. Those sapphire eyes darkened dangerously as her brows drew together. Now that she knew there was a potential foe about, Isis was not about to keep herself cornered.

Drawing herself up once more, she left the glass and slipped through the mounting chaos toward the door. Weaving her way through easily enough without getting bumped or jostled, she stepped outside once more. Backing away to the side of the door as some unlucky fellow went flying through it, the young woman paused and debated just what should be done about the situation. The force was less than useless in aiding her decision. It had drawn her here for some reason and now it seemed the fickle thing was quite willing to let her be on her way again. Sighing, she considered the fact that her attacker might very well be the reason why she had been there. It was not an appealing notion, but given little else to work off of, she had the sinking feeling that it was, indeed, the case.

With an unhappy growl to herself, she turned and lept from the walkway, dropping to a passing speeder. Isis was...nonplussed...by the screams from the woman in the passenger seat, but it wouldn't matter in a moment. Dropping off the back of that speeder she continued her descent in this manner. If she was going to be forced into a fight she was going to have it be in a place where she could fight on her terms, not just this mental ninja's.

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No....she couldn't be allowed to get away. Not so swiftly. Oh no. Nonononono. She had much to answer for. This, the imposter of Aunna, she would not get away. Not yet. Oh no. She needs to answer for things. For a great many things. She was pretending to be something, someone, else. She dared to toy with the presence of the one thing of import in his life and he would not allow it.

No. She would be held accountable. She would face justice and be made to explain. And then he would kill her. Slowly. The thought made him smile. Or...it would have, if he could remember what a true smile looked like. In the end, it came more like a cross between a grimace and a snarl. It felt good.

He followed her. One of the rowdy ones got in his way and then went down screaming in pain without making a sound as Vex systematically ripped apart the parts of his psyche and left them to the ether. He exited just in time to see her drop.

Damnable Jedi and their hopping. When another speeder neared, he latched onto the poor man's mind, making him pull over so Vex could get in. Puppeting the man, he followed her signature, diving and wheeling through the cross traffic as he honed in on her.

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For all that it may have appeared to be...Isis was about as far from "hopping" anywhere as she could get. She was DROPPING, yes, but again, her brother outdid her in the spectrum of enhancing one's movements or body through the force. She wasn't as unable as her father had been, no, she could perform marginally well in such things, but 'hopping' was not a strong point. It wasn't until she had dropped to the permacrete, crouching there a moment before lifting herself once more, that she scanned the skies above. Given the general darkness of the lower quarter of Coruscant, it wasn't difficult to see the lights of a speeder as it made its way downward. 'Just wonderful,' she mused, mildly annoyed and with no small sense of sarcasm, 'either it has friends, or it took the time to actually bring a speeder with it. Oh this should be fun.'

Ducking out of the lights of this lower city, Isis folded in upon herself, withdrawing her signature and bending the light around her, effectively rendering herself a shadow among the shadows. It was a handy trick she'd learned she'd been capable of fairly early on in life. It had proved useful in getting herself out of tight spots, this camouflage...even aiding in her own escape from the sith. It was one of the few things that relatively few of them had learned about. That wasn't to say it wasn't spread about like bad gossip once they'd discovered her missing, but over all it had been useful. Quietly she undid the tops of the two pouches that stored her lightsabers, letting them float into the palms of her hands and testing her grip on them as she watched the speeder draw closer.

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Vex crawled back as he had the driver push the acceleration to its max, using the gravity to help his propulsion. He got himself up onto the back of it while he watched the ground hurtling up rapidly. She was masking herself...a useful talent. A talent he used a lot...or had at one time and now did again. She was almost out of his senses...but he knew where she had been. Besides, he didn't want to kill her. Yet. He needed questions answered.

But entrance was everything. It helped cement a first impression and he intended a memorable one. Two stories up he vaulted with what bit of body he possessed and hitting an angled support strut that helped to hold up the building nearby. He couldn't shed the inertia like some could with the Force, so he used it, running down the strut while the speeder went careening down.

He let the man's consciousness return...but not his motor control. She'd be treated to the sound of the man screaming in fright just before the thing rocketed into the permacrete like a proton torpedo and exploded. Hitting the ground, Vex moved forward, letting the Force lead him to dodge away from the shrapnel before he hopped over the wreckage with two quick steps on unburned portions of the frame before landing on the other side in a crouch. Tattered black robes and breeches...the flaming wreckage highlighted him, putting his face in deeper shadow. He tilted his head, looking around, knowing she was close...there in front of him, even if he couldn't pinpoint where just yet.

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Isis had to bite back a snarl at the sounds of the screaming man, upper lip curling slightly as she attempted not to bare her teeth in disgust. Yet another reason why she couldn't have stayed with the sith. She was sadistic, but not so much that she found things like this entertaining. All she could do without possibly giving away her position was to watch and hope he hadn't had a family of is own. She heard the footsteps pounding down one of the metal struts the buildings above sat upon, watched the blurred form hop along the wreckage, then pause on the other side. Highlighted as the figure was by the flames it was obvious it was a man...those black robes tattered and worn, that length of midnight hair lifting slightly in places as the dancing flames ushered their hot air.

If she hadn't been so angered and wary, Isis might have been impressed by the image the scene put forth. She hadn't caught sight of his face yet, his back to her as it was, but as he began looking about for her his form moved, bringing the front of him into better view. Sapphire eyes narrowed dangerously as she caught a glimpse of the machine he wore. Good, something to use against him...not to mention the fire he'd so readily prepared for her use. Very thoughtful of him, wasn't it? She slipped silently along through the shadows, her boots never once making a sound as she flowed along to get a better view of her pursuer. Isis prided herself on her stealth, she'd made it a point, in her life, to become as silent as possible. Perhaps it was just another way she had attempted to be closer to her father, seeking to emulate him as best she could...or maybe it was simply practicality. It was most certainly the second. At least, that was what she liked to tell others.

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

His head tilted nearly sideways, crouching down low, midnight and slate hair brushing against the permacrete as he brought his ear down to it. His motions were strange and jerky, almost twitchy as he brought himself down like an insect. "Imposter....can run....can run and run....but not far enough. Felt you. Felt you then...thought you were her. You aren't. You trick and lie. Must have the truth from that tongue, truth before I cut it out. You are not her. Not her. NOT HER! You lied. I listened. Can't hide. Little creature." He moved around, twisting about, looking this way and that.

His breathing, between words, was even and slow, despite the lilting cadence of those words. He pulled back, away from the fire, closer to the shadows. "You can hide...talented...yes. Good...yes. Young...inexperienced...not good enough. I'll show...yes. Show the imposter."

He drew the Force around himself, bending the light, wrapping it around him, fading out of sight right there, in front of her, becoming like so much fog before burning away in the light of the fire until he was gone.

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Oh as if things hadn't been creepy enough, the man actually spoke after contorting himself around like he had to listen for her footsteps. She was NOT liking where this was going, not one bit....and then HE had the nerve to call HER an imposter?! An Imposter of whom, exactly? Just who did this insane force user think she was? She hadn't said a word to him and yet SHE lied?! Well...that proved he was insane. If he'd been sane, he'd have remembered that people couldn't change how they felt in the force...well, not on a whim really. They could collapse it, expand it, darken or lighten it, but each person had their own, unique, feel.

If it hadn't been for the maddened way he spoke, that voice might have been tolerable...maybe even appealing to a point. It wasn't as if he sounded like some insane old man other than the cadence of his words and the broken state of his...he'd vanished. 'Damn my luck tonight...' she mused silently as she dared moving again. 'What are the chances...the one time I'm not looking for trouble is the one time I find it.' On elfin light feet, Isis put all her speed into getting across the street, between the lights and slipping back into the shadows.

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He had moved, of course, once he'd pulled the Force Camouflage around himself. He'd positioned himself to have a better view of that open street. He grinned beneath that mask, keeping his head low to listen and view for her. Oh yes, she was good...so very good. Lots of potential...so much...so wasted. He saw a faint flicker...movement so indistinct...like the ripples of a mirage moving through the air. It was enough. That speed rippled into him and he moved...even lighter on his feet than her, dancing through the rubble on silent intercept. The closer he was, the easier it would be to sense her...to feel that familiar ripple. It wasn't her, wasn't Aunna, but there was still a part of her there...notes in a song that still sounded the same.

It so happened that they ran into each other before he could get full sense of her. Two quick bodies collided and though his face had been slammed into his mask, he laughed a dark, wicked bark and latched himself around her with that unnatural strength. The rasping, mechanical breathing was felt in her ear while bony fingers worked over her to grasp her wrists, to control any weapons she might have there.

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Not a sound was made by either party, two shadows in the depths of the under-city like some demons come to battle in the waking world of men. She'd had to admit early on...this man was far better than herself. If she wanted to even stand a chance she had to get to a point where she could use her talents most easily and most effectively since her mental abilities were obviously not going to work on this one. In the midst of that, however, she'd slammed directly into him...forehead colliding sharply with the mask he wore and cutting it open slightly.

With a sharp intake of breath there was no use keeping up the camouflage...until she felt him trying to get hold of her wrists. That wasn't about to happen if she could help it. Palms opened and she flung her sabers into two different directions with her telekinesis...she could retrieve them later, but she couldn't let him get hold of them. One hand slipped from that bony grasp and she wrenched herself away from him enough to bring her elbow around to slam against his face. Her other wrist, however, wasn't so lucky. It was caught and gripped, his fingers biting into it painfully.

"I don't know who you think I was trying to impersonate, but I assure you I am doing NOTHING to deceive anyone...not tonight anyway." She'd dropped that camouflage as soon as she'd lashed out with her elbow, blue eyes glaring up at where she approximated his to be before attempting to twist herself out of his grasp on her other wrist.

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She would hit his mask moreso than his face...no doubt causing as much damage to herself as to him. The strike rocked him, of course, but he was used to pain and the interior padding of the mask worked well enough in keeping him from being hurt too much. He wrenched his head back around as he caught a hold of that one wrist.

She would start to talk...to try and lie some more and say she wasn't deceiving. He knew the truth, however. As she dropped the camouflage and glared at him, he'd attack again, using the grip upon her wrist to great effect as he moved with her, kept in close to her where he was most dangerous. She'd gotten rid of her weapons. She wasn't a fool. Too much, anyway. He pulled in, that elbow arcing in toward her temple on its invisible path, coming across and then switching directions to go across her jaw. He'd pull her back, his knee coming up to her solar plexus to knock the wind from her before he threw his weight forward to bear down on her.

Pinning her down, he crouched over her, the camouflage peeling away, that mask visage glaring into her eyes as he spoke. "Yes...you lie. You felt like her. On Korriban...you felt like her. You woke me...you drew me back from where I was...made me live again. I thought you were her...that Eurachis' words were lies...but no, she's dead and you feel like her. Not the same now...no...definitely not. But no...so you must di-...." He paused suddenly, staring into those eyes, delving into them. Different shape...but color so similar. They haunted him. There was a sharp intake of breath and his mind reached out. It sliced into those defenses, good as they were. They gouged at them, ripping at them almost rabidly, like a dog. Seeking a way in until...at last...a crack...and then the presence would be there...rifling through her mind...searching...searching. He leapt off of her, the intrusion suddenly gone. It was his turn to grip his head as he crouched. "Cannot be. Can be...cannot be...can....survived...all lies? Truth? Yes...no lies. Truth...makes sense...yes. Sense...true sense, true, truth, truly....ALIVE! Aunna..."

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Oh yes, that elbow was hurting but she'd long since forgotten about pain. Pain only hindered you, especially in the life of a force user, especially in the life she'd lived since she'd started her work as a bounty hunter, and then further at the sith temple. It helped when your mother had learned from a dark jedi and taught you and your twin the same way. Pain was normal...besides, she was more worried about getting away and not so much about pain as this man attacked her. She felt him jolt with the strike, she also felt some of his hair slap against her face as he whipped his head back around. He'd caught her free wrist and moved with her. She knew this too...she knew why he was keeping her close and she prepared herself for whatever strikes might come.

He pulled her inward and she tilted her head backward. Too close for a kick or a knee attack she could only imagine he would attempt to catch her with an elbow or headbutt her. His strike landed solidly against her cheek, and then catching her jaw on the way back. Growling in pain, anger, and yes...even fear...the temperature around her rose dramatically. It was too late, however, as he pushed her away again and slammed that knee into her before she could complete what she'd started. Coughing from the impact she was thankful for the armor. At least nothing had broken with the impact and she wasn't completely doubled over. Swiftly she attempted to shift her wieght and center it, to solidify her stance as she felt him moving again, pulling his body mass back...but again, she was too slow and he'd had her thrown backward, slamming against the ground.

Her head hit painfully against the permacrete as he crouched over her, that camouflage dropping away. What she saw had those blue eyes wide in shock and horror. The face of her father...no matter how thin, she knew that face from all the memories her mother had shared with her. That face was the one she saw glaring back at her, growling and snarling at her like some madman. "I woke...? Thought I wa......Eurachis?! You were in the si...what lies?! Dead?....wait are..." He'd broken off and was staring at her intently and it had made her voice die in her throat just as swiftly as his had...and then he was there, slamming against her mind and demanding entry.

She scrambled to lock down her mind before he could break through. He tore through at last and her mind was about as locked down as she could make it. It made little difference to him. Her eyes shut tight against the pain...all the pain that this confrontation brought upon her. It was the epitome of mind rape...worse, perhaps, than what had happened with the sith. Suddenly he was gone from her, mentally and physically, and Isis scrambled backward along the ground. What was she supposed to do now? She was in enough pain mentally that she shook slightly...or perhaps those were her nerves? She'd never been so terrified in her life, and now....now she had no idea as to what to do or say to this man. That was when her problems compounded themselves...she didn't know why they were there, but she recognized the two sickly textures of the sith that were making their way in her direction. "Force, no...not now...not now..." Struggling upward her hands flew out and those familiar sabers flew into them. Madman or father, she didn't care...she needed to run. Now.

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His mind was fractured....all the time in stasis, trapped within himself, it had rended chasms into it, strong as he might be mentally. Since awakening, he hadn't been right...as though his movements, his actions, his words hadn't been enough to make that apparent. Breaking into her mind...finding something familiar...those thoughts of Aunna...memories shared by her....it worked like an anchor for him...it gave him a grounding point, a place to start piecing himself back together. New memories became clear. He was remembering his "death"...that second time. His fight to protect her...to keep her safe.

No. Not her. THEM. Aunna, his love...and the children she carried. He remembered now. She had been pregnant. His children. HIS children. He remember the feeling of her aura...the echoes of the two forming lives that were within her. Even then he'd known there would be twins...could feel each delicate, separate soul there...sparks within the Force. He'd felt them...and been willing to die protecting him.

He scrambled mentally, trying to use that to glue his mind together...to fit the pieces back, but it was a struggle and strain after so long separated.

It was her panic that helped. Her fear at the presence of the coming Sith brought up those darkly protective instincts. He knew who she was now. His daughter. Were he in a different state of mind...a different state of life...he might have been more amazed. It would come, but even in insanity, he was a pragmatist. Her fear, his galvanized protectiveness, it made those edges fit together, not seamless, but whole. He stilled...for the first time since she'd seen him. For the first time since he'd awoken on Korriban and been capable of movement.

He stood up slowly, looking over his shoulder. He'd limned himself in the firelight when he'd moved away. They saw him first...but they felt her. She'd dropped her camouflage and her concealment...allowing herself to be felt in the Force. These two recognized her...and it was not a pleasant recognition. In him, they saw only some street urchin to be swept aside in their vengeance.

Two crimson sabers came to burning life. "Raelyn Praetor...we've missed you. You left with some unfinished business. Come out, come out, you gorram pregnant dog. I want to see you scream as I flay your skin from your bones a millimeter at a time." The first had moved closer to her, the other moving forward to take care of the "trash" of an urchin.

"Yes...we have a very specific policy on traitors. You had best make peace with the Force." Looking to Vex, the man grinned nastily. "So sorry, chum...you happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time..."

Vex stood, coming up straight to his full height. He looked over his shoulder at the nearing individual, black eyes gleaming with clarity. "No...I am right where I am supposed to be...and you will not touch my daughter." Those words brought the man to pause in confusion before he drew back his blade to strike. It was too slow.

Vex launched forward with a mechanical snarl...one hand catching the Sith's wrist, stopping the slash while his other slammed into the man's neck, fingers closing about his windpipe like claws. He bore him back and down, to the ground. Though he just held him there, the Sith began to scream in agony.

He was flaying apart his mind, that mental agony echoing out as Vex made what he'd just done to Raelyn seem like a loving caress. Foam and blood began to froth from the man's mouth as he seized, biting off his own tongue and choking on the bile and blood.

The other turned, surprised at the events and sprinted forward to strike down the unexpectedly dangerous stranger, forgetting about her for the moment.

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There wasn't a thing she could do but fold in upon herself and pray that they'd not felt her...yeah right. She'd deemed Vex, terrifying as he was, the lesser threat right now. That speed had flooded into her, but they'd gotten there far to swiftly. Blue and silver blades flamed to life in time with the crimson of those hyenas...those jackals that seemed intent on having her as their prey. Luckily these two weren't the best of the breed, so to speak. Sapphire eyes darted from the orange and red outlined man...her father...and then back to the two approaching. Fire...yes. Her mind hurt too much to use it against them, but fire....fire and the rubble around her...those were going to be good friends to her. Even as the one called out, she snarled angrily, the heat rising around her and those embers and dancing flames flickering in reply.

"You have NO right to call me that...and I don't give a damn what you want. I should have put you down like the dog you are when I had the chance, guerfel ke'dem bit of sith spit. Ohna fulle guth!" She spat back as her former 'learning companion' stalked toward her as though he thought he were some big bad sith lord. "Like I give a gorram rip about your 'policy'." She'd backed away to keep both in her sight. When Vex spoke...it was the first semi sane thing she'd heard from him. All three paused, baffled, but for different reasons. Isis brushed the confusion off and snapped her attention back to the one nearing her. Again his actions had her pausing, surprised just as much as the one after her. As the second sith moved, she moved, sabers flickering out as she sprinted forward just enough to be within the outer most waves of heat from the fire.

Vex might have been able to hear it, had he been paying attention to Isis...her mind's barriers still in relative shambles after the attack he'd preformed on her….hints, slight whispers, of music. She didn't use it as much as her mother did, but she did use it...especially with fire, fickle thing that it was. The music helped control it, to bend it to her will instead of catching on everything it could. There was no room for mistakes here. It swirled about, upward with her hands motions, and with a flick of her wrist she lashed it forward like a whip on the air currents. It was the air that bent the flames and with a turn of her hand she twisted that burning air around the attacking sith, lighting him ablaze before dropping her hand and that power. Surprised...and now on fire...the man shouted in dismay, his saber flickering off as he attempted to peal off the clothing that was flaming. With a snarl, those twin blades flamed to life once more as she put the rest of her energy into her speed, she bore down on the man. In three hits it was over...back of the knee, saber carrying arm, head....Panting she stood over him and glared, attempting not to sway on her feet.