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Knights Of The Old Republic: Darkness Falls


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"I'll go get HK-47 and/or T3-M3, whichever one you want." Karda said, walking out of the cockpit. He had also noticed Kira's momentary obsession for the Shard again, and it worried him. Whatever that piece had done, it wasn't for the better. Hopefully it could be reversed.

 

As he walked through the ship, he came across Jasra and Kira at the workbench. It appeared that Kira had just repaired Jasra's lightsaber. Wait... Lightsaber!? Karda stared. Where did she get that? She must have had some contact with the Jedi at one point.

 

(((Forget this later part of my post, I deleted it - It never happened.)))

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From the corner of her eye, Jasra noticed Karda watching her as she gripped the lightsaber Kira had just repaired for her. Well, noticed wasn’t exactly the right word. Perceived. Sensed. Felt aware. Those were more like it.

 

She wondered what he was thinking. Hmph! Probably thinking that he should report her as a Sith to the duplicitous Jedi Council on Dantooine. Tell them how she had interfered with their plans for the Exile. That would go over well with those fossil-faced Masters of his! They loved scapegoats, and hated liabilities like half-trained Padawans. And no doubt the more skills she learned on her own, the bigger threat they would think her to be. Stupid Jedi. Thanks to Crystal, at least now Jasra had the skill to repel any unwelcome and painful Jedi mind probing. She hoped.

 

She turned and glared at him over her shoulder. "What? Are you lost?" she quipped.

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Kira was about to answer Jasra when she noticed her glance over her shoulder.

"What? Are you lost?" she quipped.

Kira turned to the doorway to see Karda. He glanced at her, and whether he knew it or not, the Exile saw the worry in his eyes. She avoided his gaze, deciding instead to become suddenly quite interested in the floor.

He knows what happened in the cockpit. she thought.

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"No." Karda replied. Why did she always have to be so touchy? "Is it a crime to stand in one spot?" He was getting a bit annoyed with her responses - He kept trying to calm himself, but he felt like he was losing some of his Jedi discipline lately.

 

"What about that lightsaber you are working on, wouldn't I be naturally curious as to why you have a lightsaber when you aren't a Jedi?"

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Jasra swallowed. "Yes, it was," she said quietly to Crystal. It unnerved her that Crystal now looked so similar to Kelva. And Karda was beginning to make Jasra feel nervous. And she sensed that he was making Kira nervous, too. "Maybe it was lying around because the Jedi who owned it no longer needed it," she replied to him cryptically.

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"Well," Atton said, flicking away the last bit of a fruit he was munching on as he sat at the edge of the loading ramp, "Welcome to the watery fish planet of Manaan, everyone. Here's a few rules for you first time visitors, don't start fights and don't talk back to the Selkath. Those fish-people are always so touchy..."

Kira continued down the ramp to stand slightly in front of him, gazing around the large dock area. "It's been so long since I've been here..." she breathed in deeply, taking in the salty air that blew in from the open wall of the docking bay.

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*Yes, myself as well,* said the Doctor. *I haven't set foot on Mannan in.. oh, a few regenerations. My my,* he said, looking around. *Always wanted to come back. But, you know how it is - you put something off for a day, and next thing you know it's a hundred years later!*

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Jasra inhaled a deep breath of cool salty sea air. It was a welcome change from the recycled air onboard the Ebon Hawk. It was heaven compared to 'fresh air' on Taris.

 

She'd stopped here once before, nearly five years ago, during the time she was making her way back to Coruscant and the Jedi Temple. But she had never ventured beyond the docking hanger sectors.

 

She looked around. Yup, this is what she remembered. Everything in the docking port meticulously clean, cool, and organised. All in all, pretty boring.

 

Her stomach growled. Even though she would go wherever Kira decided to go, Jasra felt she could do with something to eat. She looked at the fruit rind Atton had tossed to the deck being swept away by a cleaning droid. He had had a snack. She couldn't be the only one that was hungry. And cantinas were always a good place to find out what was going on locally.

 

"So," she asked Kira. "Is there a cantina or something around here? I'm starving."

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The flight through hyperspace brought him to Manaan just a few minutes after the Hawk arrived. He caught Aton talking witht he docking authorities. And after doing some research on his comp, and a few queries he reliazed that hopping off his ship onto one of these floating cities wasn't gonna happen. So he docked. Making sure to be near enough to the Hawk to get to them easily, but far enough away to not be noticed accidently.

 

He slipped out of the small ship, and stretched. He'd been getting cooped up in that tiny compartment a lot lately. These people never seemed to stay in one place more than a few hours. He looked around at the place ... decided to slip his cloack off, and changed into some minor battle armor, then pulled some dark brown robes out of a compatment and tugged them on. Pulling his white hair back into a long cord. They would likely still recognize him, but he'd blend in better. He moved toward the Hawk.

 

He spotted them coming toward him, and slipped into a side passage. His mind rapped up in a cloack to avoid detection. No Revan with them, but the ship would be pretty secured. And Revan had already proved he would run if Brax got the advantage. So he followed this group.

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"Yeah," Kira said, fighting the slight tug of will wanting to go directly after the Shard, "There's a cantina nearby that we can go to. That is, if it hasn't closed down since I was last here."

 

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"We're in luck," Kira said, as the group approached the single cantina in this sector of the city, "It's still open. And it looks as if the swoop tracks are booming."

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"What if I said I was a race jockey, rather than a groupie?" Kira asked, smiling, as she entered the cantina.

"A good racer," Atton said, "I can't count how many times one of her races has filled the holes left in repair and supply debts."

"And I can't count how many times I've had to patch her up after one of her races." Disciple commented, obviously disapproving of the sport.

"Oh, c'mon Disciple, it's just a little fun." Kira answered lightly, walking over to the Selkath bar tender. "A round of Juma, if you wouldn't mind." she said in perfect selkath.

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