Twice Exiled, Twice Redeemed

[jokemaster]

"Why are they after us?"

[Vladimir-Vlada]

"I know why they're possibly after me. But you people." he shook his head lightly "I have no idea."

[jokemaster]

"All right. " He glanced at Yery then back at Kyle. "I need to speak with you alone. "

[jokemaster]

((I meant speak to Kyle alone.))

[Vladimir-Vlada]

((@jokemaster: Oh! Sorry, I didn't notice that))

 

Kyle looked at Kelso and got up out of his chair. Peculiar of what the Master wanted.

"All right." said Kyle and continued through the exit of the cockpit "Follow me. We'll leave the girls for the moment." Kyle entered the crew quarters and turned around:

"All right. What do you wish to speak to me about?"

[jokemaster]

"I probed Jana's mind earlier. Her own barriers fell easily, but there was something else blocking her mind."

[Vladimir-Vlada]

"What could it be?" asked Kyle "Is it something that is in the part where the memories are? Or are those thoughts? And what is the barrier made out of? Of emotions? Or worse..." Kyle lowered his head "Of Force powers?"

[jokemaster]

"I couldn't tell. Which is why I need your help to break it. "

[Vladimir-Vlada]

"You want me..." Kyle raised an eyebrow. "To break it? I don't think that that's such a good idea." Kyle shook his head "That barrier, might exist to stop something that she is trying to stop from hurting anyone. I don't think that it's such a good idea to do it."

[jokemaster]

"I don't think she's the one doing it. Not conciously anyway. And I don't want any surprises popping up during hte mission."

[Vladimir-Vlada]

Kyle nodded. "I agree with your way of thinking."

"But be warned: wether we want it or not, we will have to open it at some point." pointed out Kyle "So I think that we should keep to your sugestion. We'll leave it for the time being. For now we must concentrate on going to Illum."

[jokemaster]

"Yery asked me to probe her. Know what that's about?"

[Vladimir-Vlada]

"No idea." Kyle shrugged "I don't know her well. She's not my Padawan, nor I ever had one." he sighed.

[jokemaster]

"She is now. Get used to the idea."

[Vladimir-Vlada]

"I suppose you're right." sighed Kyle, not very comfortable with the idea "I only took her for a while so that she could increase her abillities." said Kyle a bit sad.

"And to prove to that son of shutta, Vrook, that he has no right to bully everyone as he pleases." said Kyle a bit mad now.

"But anyway, I think of this as a mission. Not a opprotunity to increase my renown or VC." added Kyle

[jokemaster]

"Good. I'm going to see how good Jana is in combat. I suggest you train Yery. From what I heard she needs to work on her lightsaber skills."

[Vladimir-Vlada]

"I'll get on it as soon as I can." replied Kyle. Master Kelso left the room, leaving Kyle to himself. Kyle sat on the bed, thinking of reading something. He grabbed the closest book "The Law of the Republic". Kyle liked to study the laws that were brought with the constitution of Republic. So he spent some time reading it.

 

((I think that we should wait for Tysyacha for now, since the story revolves around Yery, not us ))

[jokemaster]

((Yeah, just wanted to get that out of the way))

[Tysyacha]

Yery, confused and afraid, stayed silent for a long while in the confines

of the Krasnaya. She didn't exactly know what was going on,

nor why the "Last Eagles of Taris", formerly the Black Vulkars, were

after them. Kyle, from his explanation, was certainly a legitimate

target, but why Master Kelso? Why Jana? Why her, even?

 

Was it because we three were along for the ride? Yery asked herself.

 

Nonetheless, the young Padawan had many more questions besides why

a piddly swoop gang had them in their sights. She wanted a probe, for

without it, she might never find the reason why Vrook wanted to exile her.

Unless the Master had turned to the Dark Side and was trying to hide it

from the other members of the Council, such an action did not make sense.

 

Or did it? Yery stepped toward Master Kelso, asking for the probe again.

 

"This time," grumbled the Padawan, "I hope there are no interruptions!"

[jokemaster]

Kelso sighed. "All right."

 

Once again he concentrated, and delved into her mind.

[Tysyacha]

Yery closed her eyes and opened herself to the Force, and to Master Kelso.

She believed she had nothing to hide, not even the passion and anger that

she had shown to Vrook when she challenged him to a duel. Nothing was

safe from a mind probe, she knew, not even one's deepest, darkest fears.

 

Would Master Kelso find fear there? Only time would tell, and yet...

 

Wait a minute. What was he tugging at? She felt a little uneasy, light

on her feet. Was she going to faint if this went on for too long? Yery

relaxed her body once again and let Kelso delve deeper, deeper...

 

"Tysyat." A voice. "Yery Tysyat. I was wondering when I'd

meet you, introduce you to the Force Power that might save your life.

Bastila had her Battle Meditation. Darth Revan has his reconstructed

mind to fuel his hatred and lead the Sith. Jana has a barrier erected in

her mind that few even think of crossing. But you--you have..."

 

"I have what?" Yery replied to the voice in her mind. Was she going crazy,

and could Master Kelso "hear" what was going on through the Force?

 

"You have...the gift of exile upon you, and the power of Force Tactics.

This is an even stronger form of Battle Meditation, where you can analyze

the motives and possible actions of your enemies. You'd make the perfect

spy, or the perfect hidden weapon, one who could turn the tide of battle

when the time was right. Force Tactics render lightsabers nearly useless,

blaster rifles ineffective, and strategies based on head knowledge as dust.

 

"Force Tactics are only given to those who have been punished, exiled

from the norm and the masses almost from birth. Even then, not every

exile has them. I know you've wished to be an influence for great good

in the galaxy, but not even you realize what your powers can do."

 

"What can they do?" Yery felt herself becoming tired, sluggish...

 

"Your Force Tactics are the lowest form of the series, but they might

improve with time. Yours are what's known as Dvuksotniy, the powers

that increase your strength and those of your allies by two hundred

percent. How did you get these powers, you may ask? The answer

is simple. You wanted them, and the Force has granted your wish."

 

"Who are you?" asked Yery of the voice in her mind, feeling empowered

and confused at the same time. "How are you talking to me right now?"

 

"Through the Force. I wish to teach you. That is all you must know for now."

 

Yery opened her eyes. Master Kelso looked stunned.

[jokemaster]

After a few minutes of silence Kelso spoke.

 

"Interesting........but we have to find out who was speaking to you."

[Tysyacha]

Yery nodded. "I agree, but I don't know who it was. That voice sounded--old.

Experienced. Quite mature. I'm not sure whether it was a male or female, but

whoever it was, he or she is powerful. I could feel them searching my feelings

just as easily as I could feel you probing my thoughts. I hope they speak again."

[jokemaster]

"If they do, inform us immediately. Leave no detail out, got it?"

[Vladimir-Vlada]

While Master Kelso and Yery were standing in the middle of the room, behind the corner was Kyle; hiding and listening to what is going on. He didn't really manage to sense or hear anything, like he hopped. But he heard a voice that was very familiar to him. The voice passed quickly as the wind, but clear as a day to him. It could have been anyone, but If it was someone he knew, it could have noly one person... And if it was that one person, then his fears have become true and the one he never knew but strived to find... Has reappeared. Could it be? Kyle frowned a bit and moved to the side. But he grined because he felt pain in his right hip; he looked at it... It was a blaster hit that he recieved earlier.

Kyle lumpped around the corner.

"Where is a med pack?" asked Kyle, holding his right arm on his right hip, barely standing straight.