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Chapter Fifteen


Callis slipped from the shadow-strewn courtyard and raced to the large dark blob that marked the presence of her modified-for-atmosphere-X-wing-turned-hovercraft. Scrambling up into the pilot's seat, she checked her black sash and was gratified to see the three small Corusca jewels wink at her in the moonlight. Beginning the pre-flight sequence, she scrambled down the check list, trusting her men to have taken care of the outer portion of requirements for her ship. "Okay JadeSeeker," she whispered, "Lets go break our bird out..."

"I am assuming that you mean that we should set forth and liberate Qol from the vile beings that are currently holding him captive against his will?" Her droid asked in a prissy, irritating, female voice.

"Grrr… Yes JadeSeeker." Callis grumbled, looking up at the starry banner of the night sky."

"Ah. Then yes Mistress lets go break him out."

And the ship sliced through the hydro-oxygen atmosphere of the planet, streaking towards the caverns of the Pirate Queen… and Qol.

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Javen and Tenel Ka were lying inside a room that was more water then walls. Javen was "displaying marvelous skills beyond his age realm" by sitting up and looking curiously around the room. Tenel Ka, for her part, was trying to get her eyes to focus on a branch that twisted in and around itself in a never ending puzzle. Her almost-crossed, blue eyes were fading into a grey that left you feeling breathless.

"Naaaa!" she squealed in frustration and hurled it across the room.

"Meehhhh…" whined Javen, almost as though on cue, as one of the nursemaids clenched her teeth and strove not to scream.

"Bless the Maker are they… ooooorrrrrrggggg…" She muttered darkly even as she strained her facial muscles into repose of relaxation and kindness with which she approached the so called twins. "There, there…" she cooed mindlessly.

Javen and Tenel Ka sensed the teeming emotions that were barely under control and screamed in fear; something dark was in this woman and all they knew was that letting her touch them was a baaaad idea.

Teneniel stormed into the room, her storm colored eyes flashing with anger directed at the entire Hapen cluster and their idiotic rules.

"Queen Mother?" The nurse asked anxiously as she jerked back from the "twins".

"Remove yourself." She hissed, "And do not return, I shall care for them."

"Yes Queen Mother…" She bowed low and backed out of the room, reminding Teneniel of a turtle. This frivolous image in her minds eye only served to infuriate the flame haired Queen even more. No sooner had the door closed behind the nurse then Teneniel caught up an elegant brocade pillow and screamed into it, Javen and Tenel Ka exchanged a skeptical knowing glance.

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"Let me take a wild guess that in a few seconds I'm going to desperately want to pull you circuit from measly circuit and then carefully, oh so carefully, re-wire you to panic every two seconds and inspire every being you come across to rip you apart again..." Mirax Terrik hissed at the R7 droid as her fingers fairly flew over the console, the droid gave an indignant bleep and their ship slowly glided away from Kessel. Mirax tried so hard to act casual, defying every emotion that demanded that she immediately jump into lightspeed. Please let us escape please don't catch us please let us escape please don't catch us please… The endless refrain echoed ceaselessly through her mind, putting on even more of an edge then she was currently.

As the stars stretched into starlines, Mirax sat still, hoping against hope that they had gotten away with it. Please say he's safe… Her heartfelt prayer flew off and then a flurry of bangs from further back on her ship launched her from her seat. Mirax's eyes were wide as she scrambled to reach her largest smuggling compartments, her heart calming as she saw her father lift himself from it. "Dad!" she cried with relief as she raced towards him.

The tall man jumped to his feet and back, trying to regain his balance as his daughter threw her arms around him and just about crushed his ribs, knocking both of them over. "Oohh… Mirax…" Booster groaned lightly, making it sound much worse then it really was – teasing, Mirax realized with a wide grin.

"I've missed you dad." She said quietly, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes.

"I've missed you too, and I'm glad you got me out of those smuggling compartments, those things double as torture chambers. Frellin' Banthas Mirax, places like those are liable to make a man claustrophobic!" He deadpanned as one large hand crept up her side and tickled her mercilessly, her squeals of delight rebounded off the walls.

"Uncle?" He challenged her.

"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!" She screamed; her face red with laughter, her face and throat sore from her wide grin and merriment.

With a fond smile, Booster allowed her to escape "The Tickling Monster Fingers" that had haunted in her childhood. His mood became pensive. "Do you realize that, that was the first time since CorSec locked me away that I've had reason to smile?" He asked his little girl, his eyes locked on something far away. Mirax's breath hitched as she realized her father had missed her just as terribly as she had missed him. "The worst was not being able to see you… It was life in hell. As if Kessel wouldn't be hell enough." He said wryly, shaking off the mood from the past. "But now that's behind me." A look of awe crossed his lined face. "I'm free."

And he was.

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Carson sat on the edge of the wide bunk of her new quarters, a yawn escaped her and she didn't even think of trying to hide it.

"...that you'll like it here!" Rosie finished her two-minute-one-breath speech with a flourish.

Carson raised her eyebrows as a wry expression crossed her face, "You done yet?"

"Yes Blondie, I'm done." Rosie stuck her tongue out at the sleepy blonde.

"Don'a call me 'Blondie'." Carson grumbled; more then ready for sleep. A gigantic yawn split her tiny, oval face and Rosie snickered. Carson eyed Rosie warily as the dark haired girl bounced from foot to foot, still hyper for some reason unknown to the blonde. "Stop bouncing…" She yawned again and Rosie suddenly attacked her, her fingers tickling Carson's newly clean feet, sending Carson into fits of giggles. Carson's wet hair made whistling sounds as she shook her head, laughing hysterically and tried to escape Rosie's Questing Tickling Fingers. Finally pinning herself up against the wall, Carson managed to get a deep enough breath, "S-stop!" She dissolved into giggles again as Rosie experimented with the Force and discovered that even though Carson was digging her toes into the blankets on her bunk, if she used the Force she could tickle the bottoms of her feet.

"Haha! I win!" Rosie exulted.

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"YEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!" Rosie's face was crimson from screaming and Carson slumped backwards, exhausted even more then before.

"Na fair…" Carson muttered as she stumbled back to her bed and fell onto it, not really caring where she landed. "G'night Rosie…" She mumbled sleepily, one hand groping for her pillow.

Rosie smiled fondly, then messed up Carson's wild mane of blonde hair. "G'night Carson, don't worry about a thing. Me 'an Dankin can take care of it. I might even get to pilot!"

"Me wants to pilot…" Carson mumbled, already half-asleep.

"G'night Carson…" Rosie said softly as she lowered the light level and closed the door to Carson's quarters softly behind her, slipping off to the ships helm where one of the survivors from Karrde's organization awaited her.

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Shada D'ukal walked down the street, alone for the first time since she had joined the Mistryl all those years ago. Her childhood vision of the Order now shattered; they now catered to the highest bidder, they were hired assassins; killers. That's all they were. And that's all they wanted to be.

She shivered as a spike of cold lanced down her spine. The shadows pressed against her and she knew that her life had changed.

Whether it was good or not.

Shada savagely shook her head, making her long black tresses bounce. Her stride lengthened and she melted into the shadows, sliding around light and buildings, no destination in mind.

A faint whimper teased her ears and she halted, it sounded like a child. Shada gritted her teeth. It was easily five degrees Celsius outside and from the sound of the child, it knew that from experience. Alerting all her senses, she began hunting for the lost one.

Even if the Order of the Mistryl is corrupted, Shada promised to herself, I will uphold their ideals. This is my vow and my creed, let me die carrying it out.

With a grim smile, Shada D'ukal glided off into the darkness to in search of the cry.