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Episode XX: The Jedi, the Sith, and the Hunger


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Cuth sat down, impressed and a little shocked. He'd never known anything about his family, even his father........and now he knew about his ancestor.

 

Burne, meanwhile, with the ship safely in hyperspace, headed down. He saw Cuth's shocked face, and asked. "What's going on here?"

 

"We just found out Cuth's family history." Said Orlov.

 

"So.......what does that make me? A jedi, a sith, or something else?" He wondered.

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"You are not what your family was," Riebe answered quietly. "You are what you choose to be. I'm a perfect example of that... captured by the Sith to be used as a weapon, but they were foolish enough to leave me with free will... I learned and their weapon was turned against them. I could have easily stayed with the Sith, but I made a choice."

 

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Caitlin nodded slowly. "I understand your feelings, but you misunderstood my question. My question was not if you would have the energy to pursue something else after the revenge. A life driven by revenge is hard to live once the element of revenge is removed."

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Cuth sighed, and put his head in his hands. After all these years of wondering, the truth was more burden than gift. Things had been much simpler when all he had to worry about was how he could help out on the ship......now he didn't know wether the right thing to do was remain on the ship, or join the jedi, or join the sith.

 

Jokemaster, not a great comforter by nature, still tried. He sat down next to Cuth and spoke. "Listen, kid. No matter what you know now, you're still the same person you were yesterday. This doesn't change you, it just means you know where you came from. And also, you're related to her. " He gestured to Riebe. "Quite probably the best person I've ever met. Your family history does have some dark spots in it, but it also has some very, very bright ones."

 

He turned to Riebe. "By the way, youi're probably his aunt, not his cousin." He glanced at Cuth. "Unless you're thousands of years old and haven't told us."

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"One problem with that statement, Captain," Riebe answered with a grin. "We're not Jedi."

 

"He does have a point, though, Riebe," Alyssa said. "You may not be a Jedi, but you do look like one."

 

"Hmm," Riebe said thoughtfully. "Well I suppose that can be remedied." She split her lightsaber into two pieces and stowed a piece in each boot. "Part one done... now if you'll excuse me." She left the lounge. Alyssa's now violet eyes sparkled.

 

"Oh, I do look forward to seeing what she comes up with given the circumstances," she said. Riebe's head popped back into the room.

 

"Are there by any chance any female clothing pieces on this ship?" she asked. "I notice theres a slight," said as she stretched her hands apart, "difference in the male to female ratio on this ship."

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Reynolds sighed.

 

"I guess you could borrow something of Kayla's. You look about the same size. Her room is the one next to the engine room. "

 

Jokemaster turned to Cuth. "Can I borrow something of yours?"

 

"Yeah sure. This way." Cuth led him to his own room, which was the one closest to the exit.

 

"Pick anything you want." Said Cuth, and went back to the lounge.

 

Jokemaster went in, and quickly took out his saber, and also split it in two. He grabbed the dirtiest jumpsuit he could find in the closet, and put it on. Then, from his pouch, he removed two contact lenses, which turned his eyes from their normal piercing blue to a dull brown. He looked at himsel fin the mirror. It was better, but not yet complete. He took out some dye, and used it on his hair. It was now a bright red. Finally he smeared some grease on his face, and went back to the lounge.

 

He grinned. He'd beat Riebe.

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((Hooray for short girls! :p Riebe's not much taller than 5', you realize that, right?))

 

Riebe thanked Reynolds and found Kayla's room. She picked out a few things to choose from and laid them out on the bed. After staring for a moment, she shrugged, grabbed a white shirt and brown leather vest and put them on. To finish the outfit, she put on dark blue pants and black boots and gloves. Then, she took the gloves off again and set them aside.

 

"Oh joy," Riebe muttered. "Hair galore..."

 

Riebe's hair was waist length and very thick. She wasn't sure how she'd change that... but she thought about it anyway. "Shorter... much shorter." She winced as she cut most of it off and began trimming it around her face. When the trim job was complete, she dyed it, changing it from dark brown to reddish-blonde. She put in green colored contacts and retrieved the gloves from the bed. She was still pulling them on when she returned to the lounge.

 

"Nice, yeah?" she said, turning a full circle like a model. Alyssa gasped.

 

"Your hair!" she exclaimed. "You loved it long..."

 

"It grows back," Riebe said with a wince. She rubbed her right hand self-consciously through her now very short hair.

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Reynolds nodded.

 

"Good. Now, I've got the plans for the location. " A holo appeared in the center of the lounge.

 

"It's a two floor job, and apperently they're meeting in the first floor, which means one thing: Snipers. Orlov, and.....you." He pointed at jokemaster. "Will have to take care of them, Cuth and Alyssa, you keep an eye on the prisoners and the meeting. If anything looks or feels wrong, you tell us. And you." He pointed to Riebe. "And I will be ready to nab whoever's there. Any questions, objections or suggestions?"

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Elron looked up at the Jedi again. "Do you truely think that the only thing I live for is revenge?" The truth is, he had never really lived for anything. He had just...existed. Living for the sake of life. Perhaps he had lived simply to prove he could, or to gain power. But now there was a spur to him. A thorn that seemed to drip poison into his veins. "I want revenge, true...but I don't know why."

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"Then perhaps our reason for keeping you here was not what any of us thought," Caitlin said quietly. "Perhaps you are here to consider why you want revenge... and if it is truly worth so much of your energy."

 

With that, she retreated, leaving Elron alone.

 

 

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Riebe grinned. "Now that's what I call a backup plan." She nodded. "Good. Then we're ready."

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Jokemaster picked out twin modified E-11 rifles, they'd been shortened to the size of normal blaster pistols.

 

"Cool." He commented. "Where'd you get these?"

 

"Made 'em." Replied Orlov, strapping a rather large rifle behind his back. Reynolds was similarily arming himself heavily. Cuth however, chose only two slugshooter pistols.

 

"They're harder to detect." Explained Reynolds. "Because they don't use power packs of any kind."

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"All right." Said Reynolds. He inserted a clip into his gun and stuffed it into a hidden holstier.

 

"We're dropping out of hyperspace now!" Said Burne through the comm. He expertly manuevered the ship through the traffic and into a dock.

 

"Burne, keep the engine ready. We might have to make a quick exit." Said Reynolds, stepping out of the ship.

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Reynolds led them to the bar. They were early, but that'd give them time to prepare. As they entered, the bouncer confiscated their blasters, as according to plan. Once they were in, Reynolds whispered into the ears of the prisoners

 

"Go to whereever you meet him, and act as if anything is normal. Remember, I can hear everything you say. " He stepped back.

 

"Orlov, get up there, and look for any snipers. Take their palce. Rest of us keep our eyes on the prisoners until their employer arrives. "

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