Mrs. Wood - : )
Liyanette - lol, I sometimes have trouble with those too. ; ) And thank you. : D
JediKnightBalthasar - Thank you. Serrine you will find out more about later. You will get a brief explanation of Tschüxani soon. (I believe next post.) As for the cliffie, this one might offer more insight but leave you hanging even worse. And for Mys' emotions, you do have to remember she is still trying to be the stoic Jedi student who is drugged up. But see if this is better now that Harenti is out of the room. And once you get that definition of Tscuxani, I will be posting some other stories including Mys. ; )
BlueElli - I'm sorry you had difficulties. : ( And any comment, no matter how small or how repetitive is always welcome. : D
Maygin - Thank you very much. : D And we'll see how things pan out. ; ) Oh, and the Tube was my tribute to anyone who ever had to get an MRI done. I like the title too. : D
Thanks everyone who's been reading. Here's the next chapter.
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Together the Jedi hunted for a secluded place for them to gather their wits and converse. While exiting the spaceport, the stumbled upon an information station. There they discovered a park near by, and made haste to find it. It turned out to be quite simple to locate as there were signs pointing toward it. Once they entered the botanical garden they felt the serenity it conveyed. All could see the resemblances between the gardens in the Temple and the one they just entered. Continuing on into the enclosure, they made their way to an area dominated by a waterfall. The trickling sound soothed their minds enough to realize that they need to continue on this venture cautiously and plan their moves. MiraCyn knelt down near the water's edge to begin her meditative trance. Qui-Gon and Xichu held back to confer quietly.
Xichu first withdrew the transmitter's receiver and powered the unit up. "It looks like she reached her destination. It appears that they are just outside the city limits. We should be able to reach them quickly, should the need arise." Commented the teacher.
"Good, I have a feeling a need will present itself shortly." The tall Knight responded when he heard his commlink sound. Promptly, he moved to receive the communication. "Jinn."
"Jinn, it's LaMinott. I've just landed on Chandrila and have already made arrangements to borrow a landspeeder. Where are you?" The Dressellian had always positioned himself to be as prepared as possible on a mission, it appeared even on an 'un-official' one, he was just as methodical.
"We are in the Sengenari Botanical Memorial Garden. I'm transmitting co- ordinates now." As the Master finished, he heard a soft gasp. Both Xichu and himself, hurried to MiraCyn's side. The girl's eyes were still closed and they could feel the distress flowing from her.
MiraCyn had fell into the meditative trance easily. She concentrated on reaching her sister, and was startled to suddenly hear a desperate cry in her mind. {Mira, Please hear me!!}
{Mys?!} Relief flooded them both as they rejoiced in contacting each other. But their mirth was short lived as MysAri urgently pressed on.
{Where are you?} Hoping that their proximity would mean an imminent rescue.
{I'm here on Chandrila. We're coming for you} Conveying that they were indeed in search to find them.
*
MysAri let out an audible sob. She placed her hand softly on Obi-Wan's moist forehead only to witness him flinch at her gentle caress. {Please, hurry! I think he's dying.} A weary melancholy permeating her thoughts. She could sense her sister's confusion as she undoubtedly did not know who 'he' was. Instead of trying to explain, she decided that the best way for them to understand the dire situation they were in, she needed to connect her mind with MiraCyn's. Fortunately, it seemed that her twin had the same notion as she flowed into her mental tendrils. {Tschuxani's fading.} She re-iterated when they were finally joined. And she could hear her sister gasp at the sight of Obi-Wan.
That's when MysAri became aware of other presences near her sister. She stretched herself further in order to be with Mira in her physical location.
*
MiraCyn heard the other Jedi come up beside her. Then the baritone voice pleaded with her, "What is it?" Slowly, he emerald eyes opened and Qui-Gon could see the sympathy in them. He sank to his knees. His tone dropping even lower and growing more hoarse he raised a new question, "What's happened?"
"Tschu. Obi-Wan's ill. I have seen him." She said in a subdued reply before whispering the rest, "I'm so sorry." At her gentle vocalization, Qui-Gon's heart fell. He prayed to the Force to let their worries be unfounded, but feared the worst. He placed his head in his hands and retreated within himself. MiraCyn decided to revisit her sister to ascertain the boy's health better. {Mys, how did this happen?}
*
{It's the result of many things. Starvation, Dehydration, beatings, and mental abuse.} The desperation even in her mental voice clearly evident. Her sister drank in the information. They sat in silence for a moment as they tried to determine what could be done. {Mira?}
{Yes?}
{I can feel the Force. It's faint but it's not blocked off completely in this room.} Realization dawned on MysAri, when she could scarcely feel the Force in their connection, making it stronger.
{What do you want me to do?} She asked picking up on the spinning wheels in MysAri's mind.
{Lend me some of your strength. I want to try and draw in the Force to help heal Obi.} Without another word, MysAri could sense the Force flowing into her. She accepted it and re-channeled the power toward the sickly Padawan in front of her, finding a new determination and strength in the connection. There was a momentary fluctuation as she could tell MiraCyn became distracted.
*
Xichu tapped Qui-Gon's shoulder pulling him from his misery. "We're receiving a transmission from Antina's bug." She brought the receiver out and turned up the audio. They all waited and listened to her conversation.
***
"What kept you?" The man spat out.
"I was delayed. It doesn't matter anyways, I've completed my task. I want out." Antina did nothing to hide her annoyance.
"I'm afraid that's not possible at the moment. We may be in need of your services again soon. I have a feeling we should move the prisoners to another location." He stated now a bit calmer than before.
Antina was bubbling over at this point, "This is ridiculous. Where's Serrine? I would rather discuss this matter further with her."
"That won't be possible, I'm afraid. She's had a rough morning and I have given her a sedative so she will be unavailable for the rest of the day."
"Wake her. I'm finished with your group and I want to get my pay and leave." Frustration evident in her voice.
"Since I can see that you are in a rather disagreeable mood, this conversation will not be ending any time soon. And as I am in haste to return to my work, I suggest you accompany me back to the lab." He didn't wait for her response as he turned moving through the corridors. Antina reluctantly followed.
"Once we are finished here, I want you to know I will be continuing this argument with your employer." Hoping the threat would invoke enough worry as to let her go. It failed.
"That, my dear is where you are wrong. You can talk all you want with Serrine, but you will find out quickly, she is not my employer." They reached the lab and he paused just beyond. Smiling at his secret.
Antina discovered she didn't like it when Harenti smiled. The question now begged to be asked, and she had no issues in obliging it. "Then who is your employer?" Harenti's grin widened and he accessed the door.
Before entering the small room, he replied, "Jenna Zan Arbor."
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I hope the cliffie isn't too horrible. Don't forget to review, if you get the chance. More reviews mean faster posts. ; )
Liyanette - lol, I sometimes have trouble with those too. ; ) And thank you. : D
JediKnightBalthasar - Thank you. Serrine you will find out more about later. You will get a brief explanation of Tschüxani soon. (I believe next post.) As for the cliffie, this one might offer more insight but leave you hanging even worse. And for Mys' emotions, you do have to remember she is still trying to be the stoic Jedi student who is drugged up. But see if this is better now that Harenti is out of the room. And once you get that definition of Tscuxani, I will be posting some other stories including Mys. ; )
BlueElli - I'm sorry you had difficulties. : ( And any comment, no matter how small or how repetitive is always welcome. : D
Maygin - Thank you very much. : D And we'll see how things pan out. ; ) Oh, and the Tube was my tribute to anyone who ever had to get an MRI done. I like the title too. : D
Thanks everyone who's been reading. Here's the next chapter.
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Together the Jedi hunted for a secluded place for them to gather their wits and converse. While exiting the spaceport, the stumbled upon an information station. There they discovered a park near by, and made haste to find it. It turned out to be quite simple to locate as there were signs pointing toward it. Once they entered the botanical garden they felt the serenity it conveyed. All could see the resemblances between the gardens in the Temple and the one they just entered. Continuing on into the enclosure, they made their way to an area dominated by a waterfall. The trickling sound soothed their minds enough to realize that they need to continue on this venture cautiously and plan their moves. MiraCyn knelt down near the water's edge to begin her meditative trance. Qui-Gon and Xichu held back to confer quietly.
Xichu first withdrew the transmitter's receiver and powered the unit up. "It looks like she reached her destination. It appears that they are just outside the city limits. We should be able to reach them quickly, should the need arise." Commented the teacher.
"Good, I have a feeling a need will present itself shortly." The tall Knight responded when he heard his commlink sound. Promptly, he moved to receive the communication. "Jinn."
"Jinn, it's LaMinott. I've just landed on Chandrila and have already made arrangements to borrow a landspeeder. Where are you?" The Dressellian had always positioned himself to be as prepared as possible on a mission, it appeared even on an 'un-official' one, he was just as methodical.
"We are in the Sengenari Botanical Memorial Garden. I'm transmitting co- ordinates now." As the Master finished, he heard a soft gasp. Both Xichu and himself, hurried to MiraCyn's side. The girl's eyes were still closed and they could feel the distress flowing from her.
MiraCyn had fell into the meditative trance easily. She concentrated on reaching her sister, and was startled to suddenly hear a desperate cry in her mind. {Mira, Please hear me!!}
{Mys?!} Relief flooded them both as they rejoiced in contacting each other. But their mirth was short lived as MysAri urgently pressed on.
{Where are you?} Hoping that their proximity would mean an imminent rescue.
{I'm here on Chandrila. We're coming for you} Conveying that they were indeed in search to find them.
*
MysAri let out an audible sob. She placed her hand softly on Obi-Wan's moist forehead only to witness him flinch at her gentle caress. {Please, hurry! I think he's dying.} A weary melancholy permeating her thoughts. She could sense her sister's confusion as she undoubtedly did not know who 'he' was. Instead of trying to explain, she decided that the best way for them to understand the dire situation they were in, she needed to connect her mind with MiraCyn's. Fortunately, it seemed that her twin had the same notion as she flowed into her mental tendrils. {Tschuxani's fading.} She re-iterated when they were finally joined. And she could hear her sister gasp at the sight of Obi-Wan.
That's when MysAri became aware of other presences near her sister. She stretched herself further in order to be with Mira in her physical location.
*
MiraCyn heard the other Jedi come up beside her. Then the baritone voice pleaded with her, "What is it?" Slowly, he emerald eyes opened and Qui-Gon could see the sympathy in them. He sank to his knees. His tone dropping even lower and growing more hoarse he raised a new question, "What's happened?"
"Tschu. Obi-Wan's ill. I have seen him." She said in a subdued reply before whispering the rest, "I'm so sorry." At her gentle vocalization, Qui-Gon's heart fell. He prayed to the Force to let their worries be unfounded, but feared the worst. He placed his head in his hands and retreated within himself. MiraCyn decided to revisit her sister to ascertain the boy's health better. {Mys, how did this happen?}
*
{It's the result of many things. Starvation, Dehydration, beatings, and mental abuse.} The desperation even in her mental voice clearly evident. Her sister drank in the information. They sat in silence for a moment as they tried to determine what could be done. {Mira?}
{Yes?}
{I can feel the Force. It's faint but it's not blocked off completely in this room.} Realization dawned on MysAri, when she could scarcely feel the Force in their connection, making it stronger.
{What do you want me to do?} She asked picking up on the spinning wheels in MysAri's mind.
{Lend me some of your strength. I want to try and draw in the Force to help heal Obi.} Without another word, MysAri could sense the Force flowing into her. She accepted it and re-channeled the power toward the sickly Padawan in front of her, finding a new determination and strength in the connection. There was a momentary fluctuation as she could tell MiraCyn became distracted.
*
Xichu tapped Qui-Gon's shoulder pulling him from his misery. "We're receiving a transmission from Antina's bug." She brought the receiver out and turned up the audio. They all waited and listened to her conversation.
***
"What kept you?" The man spat out.
"I was delayed. It doesn't matter anyways, I've completed my task. I want out." Antina did nothing to hide her annoyance.
"I'm afraid that's not possible at the moment. We may be in need of your services again soon. I have a feeling we should move the prisoners to another location." He stated now a bit calmer than before.
Antina was bubbling over at this point, "This is ridiculous. Where's Serrine? I would rather discuss this matter further with her."
"That won't be possible, I'm afraid. She's had a rough morning and I have given her a sedative so she will be unavailable for the rest of the day."
"Wake her. I'm finished with your group and I want to get my pay and leave." Frustration evident in her voice.
"Since I can see that you are in a rather disagreeable mood, this conversation will not be ending any time soon. And as I am in haste to return to my work, I suggest you accompany me back to the lab." He didn't wait for her response as he turned moving through the corridors. Antina reluctantly followed.
"Once we are finished here, I want you to know I will be continuing this argument with your employer." Hoping the threat would invoke enough worry as to let her go. It failed.
"That, my dear is where you are wrong. You can talk all you want with Serrine, but you will find out quickly, she is not my employer." They reached the lab and he paused just beyond. Smiling at his secret.
Antina discovered she didn't like it when Harenti smiled. The question now begged to be asked, and she had no issues in obliging it. "Then who is your employer?" Harenti's grin widened and he accessed the door.
Before entering the small room, he replied, "Jenna Zan Arbor."
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I hope the cliffie isn't too horrible. Don't forget to review, if you get the chance. More reviews mean faster posts. ; )