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Message: <blockquote data-quote="LostSoul" data-source="post: 628925" data-attributes="member: 386">"So what are we waiting around here for?" Darius asked.  They were standing in the lobby of one of the Casino's more expensive hotels.  They drew stares from nearly everyone there.  It's not everyday you see a fully armed and armoured bounty hunter.  Nobody was willing to ask them to leave."Just making sure nothing happens," Troy answered, blowing out some smoke.  He touched the blaster at his side.  He had a feeling he'd be using it soon."Better be worth my time," Darius said."Trust me, it's worth it," Arthur offered.  "This girl, Brooke, she's a knockout.  When she talks to you, it's like nobody else is there.  Just going to dinner with here will be reward enough."  Feyd's eyes lit up.  Darius harrumphed."So how do you plan to spend your cash?" Arthur asked Troy.Troy flicked his cigarette onto the marble floor and put it out.  "I was thinking of fixing up the Bee-A with some creature comforts.  Maybe a hot tub, a couple of bars, the best selection of liquor this side of the core.  The usual.""Bessie doesn't look like much next to her," Arthur said with a resigned sigh."Bessie doesn't look like much next to anything," Darius said.  Arthur shot him a look.  Darius looked away towards the exit."<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />," he said, "look."A pair of Imperial troop transports had just pulled up to the hotel's entrance.  Stormtroopers were filing out in organized deployment.  Full squads with heavy weapons teams.  Couldn't be a good sign."Move back, out of sight," Darius said.The troopers rushed into the building.  The elevator controls were overriden, and most filed in.  A few remained, posting guard at the stair wells, entrance, and the elevator.  Suddenly Darius didn't look so inconspicuous.Troy's comlink flashed to life.  "Troy."  It was Brooke.  "Are you there?"  Sounds of blasters in the background.  The comm flickered out for a second.  "...your help.  Imperial troopers have us pinned down.  Hurry!"  Another salvo of blaster fire and the comlink went dead.Troy took off in a mad dash towards the stair well.  Everyone else followed."Hold it," one of the troopers said, "this area is quarrantined by Imperial edict."  Troy responded by squeezing off a bolt into the trooper's chest.  He crumpled like paper.Darius took the cue.  In an instant, both of his hand cannons were firing.  The other trooper guarding the stair well fell down smoking from three holes.  The other storm troopers reacted."Rebel terrorists in the lobbey, heading up the east stair well."  They'd have to make this quick.  Troy continued his run up the stairs, Arthur on his heels.  Darius fired off a few more shots and backed behind cover of the corner.  Feyd stood next to him, his lightsabre humming with fierce intensity."Go on, I'll cover things down here."  Feyd looked at Darius' masked face and ran up.Daruis fired a few more shots, pinning down the storm troopers.  Then he ran up the stairs, dropping a pair of grenades behind him.  The explosion echoed in his ears and he smiled.  All in a day's work.--- Star Wars ---Outside Brooke's suite a squad of storm troopers were moving in.  Troy was the first to see them.  He let loose with a couple bolts, winging one and taking another down.  Seconds later, the rest of the group moved in.  The troopers didn't last long between the combined fire.Stepping over the downed storm trooper shells and the bloody rebel bodies, Troy spotted Brooke behind a scarred and burning couch.  He ran to her and the couple embraced.  "Oh god, it's good to see you," she said.  "Another couple of minutes..."Darius stepped into the room.  "We're going to have to move quick.  There'll be more coming soon."  Feyd took up position in the doorway."They're here," Feyd said.The troopers advanced to the door, and Feyd met them, vibro-bayonet against lightsabre.  The troopers didn't stand a chance.  One fell, then another.  The Imperials backed off and regrouped."Grenade!" Feyd said, tumbling out of the doorway.  A huge explosion followed on his heels.  Feyd stepped to his feet and shook his head.  Half the wall had been blown apart and a large hole was where the floor had been.Darius seized on an idea.  "Get down there!" he said, moving to the edge of the hole.  He knelt down and fired off a few rounds in both directions down the hall.  Everyone picked up on his plan and lept down to the next floor.  Darius was the last to follow."Feyd, give me some cover," he said when he reached the lower level.  "Everyone else, back up.  I'm going to open up another grenade in here."Feyd moved in front of Darius.  His lightsabre whirled madly, blocking shot after shot.  The troopers stopped shooting for a second, planning on co-ordinating their fire.  Feyd had felt that before, and wasn't ready to go through it again.Darius and Feyd lept back, Darius boosted by his rocket pack and Feyd by the Force.  Another explosion, another hole.  This time nobody wasted a second, and under the cover of smoke they made their way down to the next level."We can't keep doing this," Troy shouted.  Darius nodded, and opened up on the window.  It shattered and melted before his blasts.  He stepped to the window and fired off a long steel cable that reached the hotel across the way.  Another round and the windows across from them were blasted out."Go on," Darius said, digging his heels into the ground.  Brooke was the first to go; taking off a scarf, she slid down the cable and into the open room across the divide.The rest followed just as blaster bolts hit near Darius.  Feyd was last; he looked at Darius in a moment of indecision, but decided to make the journey.  Darius stood there, grunting with effort as he held up the far end of the cable.Just as Feyd reached the other room, a bolt hit Darius square between the shoulders.  He grunted in pain and cut off the cable.  Feyd, in mid air, made a spectacular jump to safety.  Darius spun around and fired his blasters.Another pair of bolts just missed him.  Fighting through the pain, he tossed another grenade and lept out the window.  When he heard the explosion, he kicked in his rocket booster and guided himself to the ground.--- Star Wars ---"What the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> is that?" Troy shouted.  He had nearly broken free of the Casino Royale's gravity well, but not the TIE fighters on his tail.  A massive sensor imprint was flashing on his scanners."Imperial Star Destroyer," Arthur said over the comm.  Piloting Bessie, Arthur weaved through the TIE's blasters with ease.  Not so for Troy; hit after hit impacted on the hull.  But the shields were strong and the hull moreso.  "The Falstaff.  I recognize it from the night of the purge."The words hit home for Troy.  He remembered seeing the looming image of the Falstaff orbiting Kalarba, firing down heavy turbolasers and sending shuttlecraft full of Imperial storm troopers.  That was the last time he had seen his homeworld, burning behind him as he and Arthur jumped into hyperspace.  And now the Falstaff was here, again.Another blast rocked the Bee-A.  "Focus on that customs ship out there!"  It was closing fast.  Troy knew just what it was capable of; he was flying the exact same make.  And its pilots were better trained than he was.  Its captain had a good reason to want them dead; it was Zabel Torsh, brother of Babel Torsh, the former captain of Troy's ship.  He was still locked up somewhere in the brig.Troy spotted a flash of light to his right.  Brooke had taken down another TIE.  It was true what they said: Norval II had some of the best pilots in the galaxy.  He welcomed Brooke's abilities to his crew.  He had missed them.The ship rocked violently.  Another blast found its mark.  R2-FU beeped and wailed.  The power flow regulators had taken a hit.  This wasn't looking good.The TIEs were coralling both ships towards the Star Destroyer.  Soon they'd be within tractor beam range.  They had one last chance; if they could break through the weakest point, maybe they'd make it.They never got a chance.  Another hit took out the engines and the ship stopped dead in space.  Troy watched helplessly from his cockpit as Zabel Torsh overtook him and focused on Arthur and Bessie.  Not even Arthur's piloting could hold up for long.  In the end, the outcome was decided for him.  The Star Destroyer locked on with tractor beams strong enough to move planetoids.  Both ships moved inevitably towards the waiting docking bay.--- Star Wars ---Feyd awoke in the dark.  He had no idea where he was.  Overwhelmed by storm troopers, he had fallen.  So had they all.  He knew he wasn't dead.  The pain, aching in his joints and muscles and head told him that.  He was cramped up, packed tight in a ball, no way to move.  The pain cascaded through him.He tried to relax himself through the Force.  But the pain!  Unable to concentrate.  He tried to put it out of his mind.  He focused on his breathing, on the beating of his heart.  The pain was still there.  He went deeper into himself.  He felt the blood rushing through his veins.  The pain lingered on.  Deeper still.  He felt the nerves firing, his synapses shooting off messages.  That was where the pain was coming from.  He focused on that, on the source of the pain itself, understanding and accepting it for what it was.Time passed.Finally, he found his concious self returning.  This time the pain was gone.  He reached out with the Force, trying to sense his friends.  They were far off, but alive and well.--- Star Wars ---Troy woke in an opulent room.  A window showed the vastness of empty space.  The lights were dim.  His head throbbed.He sat up.  He was on a bed, a bed so soft that he felt like he was floating.  His clothes had been removed, and he was dressed in a fine set of silk pajamas.  At the foot of the bed were some clothes.  Nice ones.  On the nightstand a glass of water and two pills.Troy got up from the bed and drank the water.  He put on the clothes.  They fit well, tailored just for him.  His blaster was gone, though.  Something about this didn't seem right.His mind jumped to Brooke.  Where was she?  Was she all right?  He would have to find out.  He adjusted his clothes, straightened his hair, and walked out the door.A large black table stood in the middle of a long, dark hall.  Everyone else was sitting there, sipping drinks cautiously.  Brooke was there.  Troy felt a wave of relief wash over him.  She looked regal and stubborn, defiant to the last.  She was wearing a long evening gown and her hair was up.  She stared across the table at a thin, tall man sitting in the dark."Troy Chance," the thin man said, "welcome.  I trust you are feeling well?"Troy said nothing and sat next to Brooke.  She reached out and gripped his hand in hers, hard."Let me introduce myself," the thin man said.  Troy looked at him.  He was old but still had the vigor of youth.  His face was cruel and hard.  He stood at the head of the table, welcoming people whom he knew would kill him if given the chance.  He acted as though he held them in the palm of his hand.  He did, Troy thought."My name is Adar Darksun.  I am a Moff in the service of his holiness, the Emperor.  You are welcome guests here on my flagship, the Falstaff."  Searing hatred went round the table.  Troy wanted to see this man dead before him.  Brooke stared daggers at him.  Arthur looked down at his empty plate in defeat.  Darius was a simmering powder keg.  And Feyd was... nowhere to be seen."Where the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> is Feyd?" Troy challenged.  He spat his words out like hot lead.  Darksun smiled."The youth you call Feyd is alive and well.  He is in my custody, as you all are.""Where the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> is he, you peice of <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />?" Darius yelled."Obviously not here.  He has certain abilities that necessitate his removal from our pleasantries.""Lock a kid up like that, it's not right," Darius said.  "Standing behind your guards and lackies, you goddamned pussy."Darksun smiled again.  "Passion has not left you, Draven, not even after she did."  Darius looked shocked, for once unable to find the proper curse.  "Let me continue," Darksun said.  "Many of you have reason to hate me.  I can accept this.  Many of you want to see me dead.  This is how it must be.  You know me well; I am the one who enabled your nemisis Alexi to take the throne of Kalarba and set it on fire."You wonder why I have brought you all here, alive and unharmed, when I am your enemy.  You would not give me the same courtesy, I can assure you.  This is how it must be.  Your lives are important to me.  Especially you, lost prince Denfrey."I have watched you for a time now in your futile attempts to flee the Emperor's grasp.  This can never be, but you must continue your heroic quest.  For it is what the Emperor wishes."The planet of Kalarba has intrigued his Holiness for some time now.  There are secrets buried there, secrets that even He has not uncovered.  It is only Alexi who stands in the way of this.  With him gone, He can uncover those things thought lost forever.""What the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> does this have to do with any of us?" Troy yelled.  "Why don't you just blast the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />er into nothing?""You are the bait in this game.  You are the lure with which the Emperor will gain control of Kalarba and its secrets.  And over Alexi himself.  The dark prince has much power that could be put to His unfathomable desires.  You will be the ones that will hand over Kalarba and the soul of Alexi to the Emperor.""What the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> do we care about that <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />?  Take him.  Let him be the Emperor's bitch.  We don't give a <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />."  Troy looked across the table.  Darius was quiet.  But he didn't wear that usual taciturn mask.  Something Darksun said had rattled him good."That is true.  But you have no option other than to serve His plans.  The further you fly, the further Alexi follows.  Away from his home and his spirit.  That is why I have hired Mr. Draven to watch over Arthur; that is why I'm letting you go."So that's where Darius was getting these anonymous payments from.  Well, if the Empire wants to pay him for it, let them.  We could always do with some extra cash."But Feyd is staying," Brooke said."That is unfortunate.  He is a cause of concern for his Holiness.  We cannot let him go.""You're kidding yourself if you think that we'll just let you take him."  Darius spoke, but in a soft voice.  He was shaken."You have no choice.  Eat, drink, enjoy your stay.  My guards will show you to your ships when it is time."  Darksun left the room, but his presence did not.  There was an empty void left there, something that no words or actions could fill."<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> me," Darius said.--- Star Wars ---Brooke, Troy, and Darius watched the Star Destroyer slowly drift away from them in the cockpit of the Bee-A.  No words were spoken.  They were all thinking the same thing.  Although they were desperate to be away, far away from Darksun, they couldn't help but feel like they were leaving something behind.  Feyd had made an impression on them all.  The innocent youth, full of potential, now helpless in the clutches of the Empire.  But there was nothing they could do."What're you guys looking at?" The question broke the silence.  It was Feyd, standing there in the doorway, a bright smile on his face."Feyd?" Troy asked.  "What - how -""The Force," he said.  "Cages of metal and steel cannot hold one well versed in its ways.  It gave me a chance to look deep into myself, to draw on reserves of strength I had never known existed.""Well I'll be damned," Darius said.  "Good to see you, kid.""You too.""Well, boys," Brooke said, "what say we get the hell out of here?"[Stay tuned for Star Wars: Heroes of Kalarba, Episode V: The Path of Ancients!]</blockquote>

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