Did you know that I don't own anything "Star Wars" and that George Lucas does? ;) Original characters are Spark, Kenjiro and Jana and anyone else that's not found anywhere in official "Star Wars" canon. Otherwise, on with the show!
Twins
--sparkvallen
The university campus was subdued; few persons mingled outdoors. There was a light wind that carried the scent of spicy cooked meats; the smell of homemade Correlian food made Spark's mouth water. She ignored her hunger, keeping her attention focused on any subtleties around the school.
The path she'd taken to enter the campus grounds was lined with deciduous trees along the left whose leaves lightly rustled. On the right were multi-story buildings. Not much had changed since Spark had had her interview there several years earlier. The quietude of the campus was disconcerting, however. There were few people mingling around the campus, and those who were spoke in hushed voices that failed to carry in the breeze. Furtive glances at Spark made her wonder what was going on on the university campus that had students and staff looking so paranoid.
Connected to the kidnappings?
The student union was nearly deserted when she walked into the large rectangular building. The caf shop was open though its employee, a lanky female human, was dozing at the counter. At a quick glance, Spark only noticed two students actually sitting on the couches, engrossed in datapads.
Walking to the caf kiosk with the pretense of ordering, Spark attempted to strike up a conversation with the employee to gather information. "Quiet night, eh?"
"Whaddya want?" the woman snapped. Her accent was definitely that of a Coruscant native, a voice that had the inflections of a million worlds but none distinguishable.
"Anything with chocolate in it," Spark said, non-plussed by the rebuke.
While the caf was prepared, she tried a different approach. "I'm new to the school... is this the regular amount of activity here in the evening? Kinda lame."
"I don't know."
Spark sighed inwardly. Reaching out with the Force more, she projected her energy toward the caf attendant and attempted to discern whether the attitude was generalized or directed at her in particular. Her Force sense was met with a feeling of fogginess as though she were being misdirected.
"Here ya go. Five credits." She set the steaming caf on the countertop.
"Five credits?" She couldn't help the surprised tone in her voice.
"Got a problem with that?"
"Erm, no. Just more pricey than I was expecting."
The woman glared at her, then shifted her gaze out the two-story high windows.
That was productive, Spark thought, turning away with the caf held carefully. The union was still near-empty. She sipped the caf, thinking over the strange Force sense she'd had off the employee.
Tapping consciously into the Force again, she extended her sense out to encompass the buliding itself and all that it included. Physically, she swayed and nearly fell over. Spark pulled her energy back and quickly sat down.
What in the...?
Spark was not always the most logical of Jedi as she operated almost exclusively with intuition; still, the fact that Force disturbances had all but incapacitated Jana and her on the voyage to Correlia and they evidently continued now on-planet, she had to believe the events were related.
Feeling the dizziness wear away, she left the building and continued touring around the campus, caf in hand. Spark considered signalling Jana and Kenjiro but decided to wait for any further information she could gather.
If it has something to do with the school, think this through: what departments would be involved? she thought. Behavioral sciences. Physical sciences. Experimentation involved in both.
Spark repressed a shudder at the thought.
She halted, searching her memory for her own mental map of the campus layout. Behavioral scienes would be in the building behind her while physical sciences was still ahead. Which one first?
The Force held no glimmer of a clue for her, so she opted for behavorial sciences first, using the Force sensitivity of the children as justification. Experimentation on captured Jedi or the strongly Force sensitive was not a new concept in the galaxy, after all.
She could only hope they weren't too late.
Twins
--sparkvallen
The university campus was subdued; few persons mingled outdoors. There was a light wind that carried the scent of spicy cooked meats; the smell of homemade Correlian food made Spark's mouth water. She ignored her hunger, keeping her attention focused on any subtleties around the school.
The path she'd taken to enter the campus grounds was lined with deciduous trees along the left whose leaves lightly rustled. On the right were multi-story buildings. Not much had changed since Spark had had her interview there several years earlier. The quietude of the campus was disconcerting, however. There were few people mingling around the campus, and those who were spoke in hushed voices that failed to carry in the breeze. Furtive glances at Spark made her wonder what was going on on the university campus that had students and staff looking so paranoid.
Connected to the kidnappings?
The student union was nearly deserted when she walked into the large rectangular building. The caf shop was open though its employee, a lanky female human, was dozing at the counter. At a quick glance, Spark only noticed two students actually sitting on the couches, engrossed in datapads.
Walking to the caf kiosk with the pretense of ordering, Spark attempted to strike up a conversation with the employee to gather information. "Quiet night, eh?"
"Whaddya want?" the woman snapped. Her accent was definitely that of a Coruscant native, a voice that had the inflections of a million worlds but none distinguishable.
"Anything with chocolate in it," Spark said, non-plussed by the rebuke.
While the caf was prepared, she tried a different approach. "I'm new to the school... is this the regular amount of activity here in the evening? Kinda lame."
"I don't know."
Spark sighed inwardly. Reaching out with the Force more, she projected her energy toward the caf attendant and attempted to discern whether the attitude was generalized or directed at her in particular. Her Force sense was met with a feeling of fogginess as though she were being misdirected.
"Here ya go. Five credits." She set the steaming caf on the countertop.
"Five credits?" She couldn't help the surprised tone in her voice.
"Got a problem with that?"
"Erm, no. Just more pricey than I was expecting."
The woman glared at her, then shifted her gaze out the two-story high windows.
That was productive, Spark thought, turning away with the caf held carefully. The union was still near-empty. She sipped the caf, thinking over the strange Force sense she'd had off the employee.
Tapping consciously into the Force again, she extended her sense out to encompass the buliding itself and all that it included. Physically, she swayed and nearly fell over. Spark pulled her energy back and quickly sat down.
What in the...?
Spark was not always the most logical of Jedi as she operated almost exclusively with intuition; still, the fact that Force disturbances had all but incapacitated Jana and her on the voyage to Correlia and they evidently continued now on-planet, she had to believe the events were related.
Feeling the dizziness wear away, she left the building and continued touring around the campus, caf in hand. Spark considered signalling Jana and Kenjiro but decided to wait for any further information she could gather.
If it has something to do with the school, think this through: what departments would be involved? she thought. Behavioral sciences. Physical sciences. Experimentation involved in both.
Spark repressed a shudder at the thought.
She halted, searching her memory for her own mental map of the campus layout. Behavioral scienes would be in the building behind her while physical sciences was still ahead. Which one first?
The Force held no glimmer of a clue for her, so she opted for behavorial sciences first, using the Force sensitivity of the children as justification. Experimentation on captured Jedi or the strongly Force sensitive was not a new concept in the galaxy, after all.
She could only hope they weren't too late.