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Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Fuck, she was fucked. By the time she could get back to her father, to explain what had gone wrong and why, it might be too late. As it was, shed be branded a rebel, killed on sight if she were lucky. And he was trying to convince her to join him, become a Jedi? Just as bad as being a rebel, She retorted, brooding with arms crossed under her bust. Then a sigh, because what other choice did she have now? Perhaps she could use this, to find evidence of the rebel base, or their plans. She could claim after the fact she was a double agent the entire time, after she brought back valuable intel for the Empire. It wasnt the mission her father assigned her, but she could still kill this Quentin Hall, if need be. It was the best plan she had now. Besides, it was more opportunity to learn about her mother. How are we going to get off world? Mara Jade? Stormtrooper ARW68023, Arrow, asked, his disbelief hidden beneath his white helm, The Imperial Princess? Correct, Captain GH0T8831 Ghost explained, holding up the hologram of th e young woman. Guess the rumors of rebel spies high up in the empire government are true, J4Y92841, Jay acknowledged, scanning the surroundings cautiously. That, or we are in the middle of a coup, Arrow pointed out. Id recommend trying to take her alive. No need to run afoul of Darth Vader or Emperor Palpatine, if we can help it. Capt. Ghost commanded, Patrol the west entrance, and keep your wits about you. Yes, sir! Arrow and Jay replied in unison, making their way there. A skyhopper landed, with four occupants disembarking, Halt! Present your identification. You dont need our identification, the woman insisted, malachite eyes boring into his psyche. I dont need your identification, Jay agreed, lowering his weapon. We arent the ones you are looking for, she insisted again, turning towards Arrow. You arent the ones we are looking for, Arrow concurred, relaxing his stance. Both troopers resumed their patrol of the area. We need to leave, before Luke and Leia arrive, Mara advised, walking briskly towards the space port.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Just as bad as being a rebel, Mara snapped, crissing her arms defiantly. Worse, actually, Quentin laughed, turning his attention to the horizin once more. Because the Jedi represent the kegitimate authority of the Republic, in a way Sidious the Usurper never will. We defended the Republic from its enemies, within and without, for a thousand generations. Before the dark times. Before the rise of the Empire. His voice was hushed, reverent. And despite his lies, despite his Purge, the galaxy remembers us. A million inquisitors, a billion, no number is enough to silence the Force. He flew in silence fir several minutes. But don't take my word for it. Do what your mother did. Learn the ways of the darkness and the light, and choose for yourself. He set the autopilot on the skyhopper, programming it to randomly visit other settlements to confuse the trail. Then his heart sank as he saw the Stirmtroopers aporoach. Once, they'd have been no threat. But niwm without the Firce or any preparations..? Oh, dear me, 000 remarked. Shall I speak with them? I can be most persuasive. They're orobably looking fir a droid of your description, Quentin muttered back. Accompqnied by a black and grey astromech like BT-1. How would you..? I simmply murder the first one, 000 rep,ied cheerily. And continue until one of them sees reason. By then, though, Mara had dea,t with the Stormtroopers. Tgey stood cinfused, senses and thoufgts muddeied by the Force. Oh, pooh, 000 huffed as they walked past. I had so loojed firward to implementing my conflict resolution protocols. We need to leave, before Luke and Leia arrive, Mara huffed. Really? Quentin drawled, looking around. And thst looks likely. He pointed towards a low, domed building. Spacer's dive, near the port. We can charter a ship there. They won't be the fine sorts you're used to on Coruscant, but the ships we'll find will be fast and reliable, and used to dangerous cargo. He headed across the sand towards it. Corellian would be best. They grow good pilots, and most have no love for the Empire. The interior was cool and dim after the twin sun afternoon, and Quentin paused to ket his eyes adjust. As he did, he heard a shout from the barkeep. Hey! We don't allow their kind in here! The droids! he added as Quentin looked at him confused. Of all the infernal cheek, 000 huffed. Master, may I..? No, Quentin snapped. Just... wait outside. And ask - and obtain - permission before killing anyone. As the droids shuffled outside, he glanced at Mara with a curious little smike. So. A little wager? You take the left, I take the right, and the first one to find a ship chooses where we go? A shrug. Leave it in the hands of the Force?
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Mara frowned at the old Jedis suggestion, Did any of you ever get anything done with the Force? But she didnt argue, instead scanned the occupants and the scene. It was crowded, with a slew of strange alien species occupying nearly every inch. She could only name half the races present. Rather than let her ignorance shame her, she focused on the matter at hand. A Corellian, he suggested. She could find a Corellian, if there was one present. Making her way through the crowd, she took a place at the bar. Ugh, she could so use a drink, right about now. Whatever this was, that passed for alcohol here. Beside her, a strange alien with buglike proportions click and clittered in its alien tongue, before reaching toward her shoulder to shove her. Her hand intercepted his, cuffing the wrist to the bar with enough force to shatter the small bones therein. She tried to leave it at that, going back to enjoy her drink when, on the otherside of her, a hideous scarred near-human spoke up for his friend. We dont like you, he snarled, punctuating with a shove. Mara just scoffed. You arent even worth the effort. Not worth the effort? Bitch, I have been sentenced to death on over ten systems. You bet watch The snap hiss of a lightsaber cut off his threats, the only thing holding him up as his eyes went wide. Consider your sentence carried out, she murmured, turning off her saber and letting his lifeless body crumble onto the floor. Eyes were on her for a moment, before everyone resumed their drinking without a blink.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Did any of you ever get anything done with the Force? Mara scoffed, surveying the crowd. Oh, you'd be amazed at the things we did with it, Quentin replied. And without it - the Force is only one of the tools of the Jedi. He winked. Reflect on that. Before she could respond he slipped into the crowd, looking for a likely candidate. The first two tables he approached simply ignored him, but a third was willing to talk. If you'd gotten here a half-hour ago, boomed a tall, dark-skinned man in a navy blue jumpsuit, we could have talked business. But I just picked up a cargo, and I'm bound for Rukbat now. Quentin made a disappointed sound. I'd hoped to hire a Corellian, he began. Course you did, the man laughed. So could you recommend someone? The man thought. Hmmm... there's the Falcon . Solo might still be available. The Falcon Solo ? Quentin repeated. No, no, the Millennium Falcon . Han Solo's ship. He looked around, then pointed. There. Quentin looked, then looked again. The partner in question was two and a half meters of long, shaggy brown fur, with a bandolier and a mug. The Wookie? Yeah. He's Solo's partner. C'mon, I'll introduce you. he There were any number of ways you could have handled that, Quentin said disapprovingly, stepping over the bisected corpse. Killing him without reason was foolish, particularly with a lightsaber. You may as well have hung a sign on yourself that read 'remember me'. He sighed. Still, what's done is done. A huge, shaggy shape behind him made a hooting, growling sound. Quentin nodded agreement. Yes, yes, I was getting to that. This is Chewbacca. He's first mate on a ship that might suit our needs.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Han Solo, Captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie here says you might be looking for passage to the Alderaan, the young man explained. He was handsome, she supposed, if not for that smug smirk that seemed plastered on his face. Or, perhaps, because of it? Perhaps. We will be needing a fast ship, Mara explained, sizing him up. He laughed at her condition. Fast ship. I said I am the Captain of the Milliennium Falcon, didnt I? And? Its the ship that made the Kessel run in Twelve Parsecs. Shes more than fast enough for you, sweetheart. The word dripped with condescension. She scowled, but Quentin placed a gentle hand on her arm before she could further agitate negotiations. Whats the cargo? Just us two, and our droids, She explained, settling into her chair, And no questions asked. Han looked over at his first mate, and back at them, Local trouble? But you seem so friendly, He teased, obviously referring the man she already killed. We are hoping to steer clear of imperial forces, She elaborated, noting to herself that it was an odd position for an imperial princess to be in. Well, thats gonna cost you extra. How much? 10,000 credits. Upfront. You got to be kidding me, she scoffed, but he just shrugged and smirked. That same sexy smirk and made her want to pop him in the jaw. She half turned to Quentin, murmuring I could probably get my ship out of impound if I bribed a storm trooper that much. Well, if thats how you feel He started, shifting to get up from the booth. Wait, She put up a hand and sighed, Half up front, half when we get there. You got yourself a deal.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

You got yourself a deal, Han smirked, leaning back and trying not to stare too obviously at the redhead. Mara, Chewie had said her nane was. Not staring was hard, though, because damn she was hot. The kind of hot tht made the utilitarian jumpsuit she wore look sexy, which made him wonder what it would be like to peel it off of her. Probably a wildcat in bed... Chewie hooted something. Yeah, yeah, Han grunted. When do you two want to leave? As soon as possible, said the old man. Kentin, Chewie had said. But it might have been 'Quentin'. Wookies couldn't do a 'q' sound, after all. All right, Han said. The Falcon's in bay 238. I can have the preflight done and be ready to go in... He considered the errand he'd have to run, first. Half an hour. Oh, and it looks like someone's taking notice if your handiwork, Red. He looked meaningfully at the door, where one of the Cantina employees was talking to a Stirmtrooper. Then we'll be going, the old man said calmly, and Han noticed that he used the reflection in his glass to study the troopers as he rose. Bay 238, in half an hour. See you there, Han said with a mock salute, watching them head out the back. Well, watching Mara as she headed out the back. Because damn if she didn't have a fine ass. Went well with the rest of her fine, tight body. Right, he breathed. Ten thousand, Chewie! This'll really save our asses, pal. Get us clear with Jabba. Chewie rumbled an admonishment and a warning. Han snorted. No, I'm not thinking with the wrong head. Ten thousand? For an Alderaan milk run? Those two must want to get off world bad. She probably murdered someine, way her temper looks. He watched the Stormtroopers head slowly in their direction. Go warm up the ship, wouldya? I'll handle the snowmen, and then Jabba. Chewbacca hooted and rose, heading for the door. As he did, Han leaned back and laced his fingers behind his head. Alderaan, he laughed. This'll be the easiest money I ever made.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

I hate the idea of having to leave my ship here, Mara grumbled, pulling her hood over her distinct red hair, Its a damn fine ship. Even more so, because the longer she followed Quentin, the less likely she was going to clear her name, and eventually return to claim her ship. She was stuck with him, for the meantime. Might as well wring more information about her mother from him. You said before my mother was troubled. Forced to become an assassin by the Black Sun. But by all accounts, she was very good at what she did, Mara elaborated, dancing around the issue. Because the fact of the matter was that Her father had told her one thing, and Quentin told her another. And now the truth of that matter struck at the very core of her being, My father said she was proud of her work. That it was necessary work, to ensure the security of the Empire. That, by extension, she should be proud to take up her mothers work, to serve in the same capacity as her. You say she chose to return to the Order. That she wanted to be a Jedi, and not an assassin. Its just I stand at the precipice of fate. If I follow in her footsteps, do I become an assassin, securing the Empire against threats? Or do I become a Jedi, seeking to restore the glory of the Republic? You seem to know her better than my father did. Which doesnt make sense. But I know you arent lying. Holding something back, that I can tell but She thought about it, and frowned. This was why Jedi were so dangerous, she realized. Because they twist things around and challenged her long held world view. Made her question things she had never questioned before. What would my mother have wanted for me?
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

This is it?Mara scoffed, arms crossed over her chest again. Annoyance encapsulated her mood in the moment, evident in her pose and tone. Though, truthfully, it wasnt just annoyance at the smug, sexy smuggler who couldnt help but get under her skin. Quentins words bother her, daring her to look within herself, to question everything she had been taught and believed her entire life. Perhaps she wasnt sure shed like what she found. Perhaps she already knew, already heard the whispering voice that cautioned against the path she was on. Perhaps she wasnt ready for the difficult work of deconstructing her belief system. Shell make point 5 past light speed. Han defended. Point 5? Mara questioned, equal parts impressed and skeptical. Han smirked. Was he ever not smirking? Ive made some special modifications, lets say. Maybe Ill show you later, if youre interested. But were a little rushed, so if youll just get on board Before they could get to following Hans instructions, a familiar voice called out into the hanger bay, No one is lifting off today. Mara Jade Palatine, on behalf of the empire, you are ordered to stand down. Leia appeared, alongside her twin and a unit of Stormtroopers. This blatant coup attempt will not stand! My father will know of your treachery, Mara insisted, drawing her saber. Blaster fire erupted from the Stormtroopers and Han, while Mara deflected the blasts back with her saber. Han pulled her into the ship and bit the blast doors, calling for Chewie to start the engines. Friends of yours? He teased, his hazel eyes piercing hers. Shut up and get piece of junk into light speed, She snapped.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Are you crazy ? Han shouted, returning fire with one hand and grabbing Mara's arm with the other. Carefully, because sge was still flailing around with her lightsaber. Get in board! He snapped off a few shots at the dark-haired woman, only to see her parry them with her own crimson sword. But, with some shouting and wrestling, he dragged her qboard and hit the button to close the ramp. Buckle up! he barked to the old man and the crazy redhead. This is gonna be rough! Chewie! he shouted, sprinting towards the cockpit. Lift! Lift! His partners lowing roar echoed back. No, I don't care if we've got clearance! We've justbeen Imperially entangled! Even as he said it he felt the lurch as tthe gravatics kicked in, and the dock walls were falling away as he slid into his seat. Right. Brace yourselves, he mumbled through gritted teeth as he gripped the controls. Showtime. The sublight engines roared to life and the Falcon lept skyward. Below him, he coukd see the y-shape of an Imoerial shuttle winging towards the bay they'd just vacated. Too little too late, slugs! he crowed. I doubt they're here for you, the old man said. Shaddup and enjoy the ride, Han bit back as the thin blue if atmosphere gave way to black. A few minutes and... hm? He glanced at the insistently flashing console. Fuck. The Lambda-class shuttle touched down, opening it's loading ramp as it did. Luke stood at the top, smiling quietly at his sister. Shall we? he asked, extending a hand. I've already alerted Captain Droth. Sentinel and her escirts will be closing on them. He grinned. We have them now. Han spun the ship, wildly juking and weaving to avoid tractor beam firing solutions. Star destroyer? he complained. And two Indominable heavy cruisers? That's ridiculous ! I thought you said this ship was fast? Quentin said with a smile. Fast enough for you, Han snapped back. You and her highness the Imperial Princess. Sarcasm laced the words. Imperial entanglements, right. Pretending to be royalty's a death sentence, you know. So's pretending to be a Jedi. You two just doubled down in that grift, didn't you? He pitched the ship forward, evading a tractor beam crawling towards them at lightspeed. Musta pissed off someone big, though? Sector governor, maybe? That's not... Quentin began. Any if my business, yeah, I know, Han laughed. But I'd have charged more, if I'd known. Anyway, he checked his nav computer, let's make trails. Grabbing a control lever, he pulled it back with a flourish. Stars lept towards them on trails of light then vanished, replaced by the twisting unreality of hyperspace.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

I never claimed to be anything! Mara snapped, gripping the door frame as the ship punched into hyperspace. Damn, those imperial heavy were right on them! Maybe it was a good thing they were heading to Alderaan, and not Coruscant. The Vaders would expect her to head there, probably already have a trap set. This gave her time, time to figure out something. What, she still hadnt a clue. But Search your feelings, Mara. What do you think your mother would have wanted? She looked over at Quentin, his words still affecting her. Some Jedi trick, perhaps? The ships speed had leveled out, making moving a possibility once more. With a sigh she headed deeper into the interior, hoping to catch a moment to meditate, to see things more clearly. Luke was optimistic they would capture the freighter, but Leia remained concerned. These smugglers always had some trick up their sleeve, as bad as the rebels without the excuse of principles or honor. Never the less she took his hand, hoping that optimism might reach her through his touch. When they reached star destroyer, their father was already there, waiting for them. Lord Father, they spoke in haunting unison, kneeling performatively. Wasnt something their father insisted on, except as a show of obedience, especially while tensions within the empire were at their highest. What happened on Tatooine? Where are the death star plans? He asked, bidding them to rise. We located the intended recipient of the plans, a desert hermit by the name of Quentin Hall. When we closed in on his location, he had imperial company. That is, Imperial Princess Mara Jade Palpatine. Leia explained. Mara Jade? Vader repeated. His respirator hid his expression, but she could practically hear the smile forming on his lips at the name. This is perfect. The emperor seeks to disband the Imperial Senate, centralize power in the hands of the sector governors. Claims of rebel entanglements poisoning the bureaucracy. How will that look, when news of his own daughters sympathies reveal where the true corruption within the Empire is? Where is she now? She managed to slip through our grasp, escaping on a freighter. The Millenium Falcon , Luke filled in. We will find the princess in time, for now you two shall join me in the Alderaan system. Alderaan? Leia argued, She likely headed to Coruscant, to hide behind her father- And we have Coruscant surrounded with heavy cruisers. If she returns there, we will have her before she can touch ground. For now we turn our attention towards finding the rebel base. Well, its not on Alderaan, that for certain, Leia complained, crossing her arms over her chest. No, but it is Bail Organas home world. It should prove as inspiration for him to reveal what he knows about the rebels. Vader explained, a coldness in his tone that struck his daughter. Without another she nodded, and join him and Luke as they retrieved the prisoner.
Thread: Star Wars: A New Dawn (TheCorsair, Xanaphia)

Quentin rose, following Mara back into the common area of the ship. He couldn't sense her moods in the Force - Dooku had seen to that, almost twenty years ago - but he didn't need to. He could see the tension in her stance, and her hesitation in the way she held her head. She'd reached a tipping point, he knew, and one wrong word from him could tip her the wrong direction. He smiled at that. Words weren't the only weapon a Jedi wielded. So he he didn't speak. Didn't even make a show of watching where she went. Instead, he paced out a circle three meters in diameter on the deck, then took a stance in the exact center. Clasping his hands before his chest, he bowed to the eight cardinal directions before gripping the hilt of his lightsaber in both hands in the opening position of the Shi-Cho form. Closing his eyes, he tried again to ooen his maimed senses to tge Force. Then he began to move, igniting his blade as he flowed theough each posture in turn. There is emotion, he murmured, reciting the words of the Code as Master Valis had taught him, yet there is peace. There is ignorance, yet there is knowledge. The words were a mantra and a timing chant all at once, a way to focus himself in the moment as he slashed and parried at a slow, dance-like pace. No hurry here, as he wheeled and flowed. The secret was to seek perfection of form. There is passion, yet there is serenity. Kaydia. Thoughts of his dead wife always returned at that line, bringing memories of joy and sorrow. He let them flow through him, embracing them and letting them go. There is chaos, yet there is harmony. He flowed into the final posture, and as always he could almost feel the Force touch him, almost feel his lost connection to all living things, and he would have wept if Kenobi had left him tear ducts. There is death, yet there is the Force. If he could touch it, he wondered again for the ten thousandth time, would he feel Kaydia's presence around him? Or had she been lost to darkness, when she tried to kill Vader? The thought was terrible, despite the peace brought by meditation. His eyes snapped open as he shut off his lightsaber. Mara stood opposite, staring at him.