KOTOR III: The Stand of the Sith

[Jason Skywalker]

"Statement: Oh Master, it is you! If Droids could feel anything i would feel joy and bliss! Oh wait, droids do feel and i'm feeling that." HK joked.

[ForceFightWMe12]

"Revan..." Mandalore murmured, stepping forward. He had turned the laser sight on his blaster off, but still held it at the ready, the safety off. "You're here."

[Tysyacha]

Tysy smiled, giving a nervous laugh that was more like a twitter. "I'm glad

for the happy reunion, but something's wrong. Terribly wrong. Revan, I

must know--are you in league with a woman called Bastila Shan?"

 

Out of sheer survival impulse, the Exile grasped for Revan's hand and

held it tightly. Together, they both writhed almost imperceptibly, as

if struck by a sudden jolt of electricity. With the cursed gift of her

partially-healed wound in the Force, she touched Revan and made

him see. See and hear the new promise of the woman he'd known...

 

An end to the whole mess.

 

Hypersuffusion. Via the Force. An end to the wars, to the bloodshed.

 

Am I evil? Who is evil? They or I?

 

When the speech was done, and the visions--the Holocron, the chair--

then the Exile fell apart from her former Master. Terror swept over her.

 

Only then can the Force have a clean slate...

[JasraLantill]

Aerl was quite puzzled by this 'reunion' that seemed to be going on. He didn't know Revan. Well...he'd heard of him, sure. Who hadn't. But something didn't sit well with him.

 

Mandalore obviously was familiar with Revan, but still maintained a guarded posture and a finger on the trigger. Unusual way to greet a friend, Aerl thought. But, then again, Mandalorians were... odd like that sometimes.

 

Jack appeared somewhat guarded as well, Aerl thought. Or maybe it was fear. After all, Revan had been a Sith lord once. But he had also sort of bailed out on the Republic some years ago, so there was the possiblity that Padawan Jack was wondering if Revan could have re-embraced his Sith ways again.

 

Tysy obviously had some sort of deep 'connection' with Revan, as evident by her sudden and urgent hand holding. Though, Aerl reckoned, that could just be some sort of Jedi thing. Still creepy though, especially here in the 'Jedi House of Horrors.'

 

The droid, the very same one that had trained a blaster on him the first time they had met, was acting very oddly. Aerl had been around droids long enough to recognise an assassin droid when he saw one. And assassin droids were never happy to see someone. Well, not unless they were planning to kill them.

 

And that's what bothered Aerl. Someone was trying to kill them. And he wondered if the droid was part of Bastila Shan's plan.

 

Unobtrusively, Aerl slowly sidled up to Mandalore. "Erm... is it just me, or are things here just a little...." He nodded towards HK. "...odd."

[ForceFightWMe12]

"A little?" Canderous asked, his tone quiet, "Try a lot. I knew who Revan was years ago - hell, I fought alongside him -- but I can't be sure this is the same person. Meanwhile, we got a baby jedi looking like he's about to $h!t his pants, Tysy having some kind of spasm through the Force, and an Assassin Droid falling in love. I think that qualifies as really weird."

[JasraLantill]

Aerl nodded and discreetly stepped back. Strange to finally have the Mandalorian agree with him for once, he thought. Of course, Aerl suspected there were more 'wierd' things ahead of them.

 

"So," he said to the group. "I hate to be the one to interrupt this reunion among... 'friends', but Revan never answered Tysy's question about being in league with this Bastila person."

 

His eyes narrowed slightly as he regarded the tall male Jedi. "So... are you?" he asked suspiciously.

[steven]

"You think this is weird? Try looking at it from my point of view. Several hours ago I was heading down to the libary to do some research to shut my master up, now I'm looking at a boody sithlord and I'm being insulted by some grumpy old man who hides inside a envirmomental(sp) suit."

[RobQel-Droma]

"I- Bastila?" Revan looked up for the first time since Tysy's vision of the words and promises that had come from this place. What's happened? He wanted to ask, but couldn't shake the memory of the woman's words, the woman who he had once loved.

 

Hypersuffusion. Via the Force. An end to the wars, to the bloodshed.

 

He didn't understand, and he wasn't any closer to understanding. But he still traveled through that vision, exploring the memory of all that Tysy had seen, and found here on this planet. Bastila? Who- what are you doing? An end by way of.... what? He had heard of Hypersuffusion before. Wasn't it a- a theoretical phenomenon that had never been experienced? He thought he had read something once, somewhere on Dantooine.

 

Revan was still for a few more seconds, trying to digest all that he had heard. "I-" he stuttered quietly, "I know Bastila."

 

At least, I think I do. He turned helplessly to Tysy, for the first time losing any confidence that he had formerly had; he felt bewildered and lost.

[Tysyacha]

"You do not stand with her," the Exile said gently. "If you did, you

would have taken us to her. To death, if what she says is true."

 

She gazed at Revan with patience, sorrow, understanding. Hers

was the look of an apprentice who had come to see her Master

in the darkest throes of doubt, but knew he'd be the stronger for it.

[ForceFightWMe12]

A rock and a clump of dirt crumpled from the ceiling, dropping and cracking on the ground in the silence. Mandalore stood a bit more at ease, seeing Revan's reaction to the events that had been relayed to him a moment before. He seemed as bewildered as they were, which boded well for them.

"We should get going." Canderous said, "We don't know what else is down here...and personally, I have a bad feeling about this place."

[RobQel-Droma]

"Yes, we should." Revan said. He momentarily pushed the image of Bastila and her words out of his mind; later, when they were safer, he would ask questions. But as for now, he needed to keep his focus.

[Jason Skywalker]

"Proud Statement: Wherever you go Master, i shall blast meatbags at your side," HK said. He would smile, unless he was a droid. Then he turned to Tysyacha. "You too Mistress."

[JasraLantill]

There! He said it again! Meatbags! Aerl thought to himself. I don't trust that droid. Well, I don't trust any droid, but especially not him. Note to self: make sure the Mandalorian is inbetween me and the droid at all times in case of 'accidental' or 'stray' blaster fire at any 'meatbag', i.e. me.

 

"So," Aerl asked aloud, "which way do we go to get out of this joint?" He looked at Revan. "You, erm, didn't happen to leave a trail of bread crumbs or something in this labyrinth to navigate your way back out, did you?"

[Tysyacha]

Tysy shook her head. "No, but I do have...this..." She reached deep

inside herself, within the wound that had not healed in the Force. Not

completely. She gritted her teeth again and waited for its pain and

intense gravitational pull to subside. When it did, she reached forward

and felt a wall. Not a wall--a door. She gently pushed it open, and the

light of the sunset of Ziost almost blinded them all with its radiance.

 

"Query: How did you do that, Mistress?" asked HK-47, rather puzzled.

 

"This place, or these tunnels, are filled with the Force. Over-filled, or

hypersuffused. I thought that if I could channel the emptiness that

I felt within myself, and the pain, into the hypersuffused catacombs,

that we would find a way out." Tysy smiled wryly. "Looks like we did."

 

Once they exited, all they could see across Ziost's baking desert horizon

was sand and sand. Tatooine had nothing on the desolation of this planet.

 

"I may have found an exit," announced the Exile regretfully, "but I still don't

know how to find the Ebon Hawk. Revan--it's your ship. Any ideas?"

[ForceFightWMe12]

"How in the hell did you know that would work?" Mandalore muttered, whether to himself or the Exile wasn't clear. For all he knew, that was a blind guess...and they could've all ended up split in half on a molecular level or else trapped in some dark, endless void for all he knew.

[Tysyacha]

Tysy slipped her hand into the Mandalore's, not caring if anyone else saw.

"I didn't," she said. "I only had faith, and a guess based upon what I

knew about these tunnels. I believe Bastila turned the hiding places

of the ancient Sith into a death trap for unwary Sith and Jedi.

 

"Hey--what's that shimmering in the distance?" She squinted her eyes.

"It could be a mirage, but in my experience, mirages haven't been so

solid and elliptical--!" Suddenly, she broke into a run fueled by her

Force Power of Master Speed. Dragging Aerl, Jack, the Mandalore,

and HK-47 along with her, the Exile lay flat to the desert sand and

kissed the hot metal entrance ramp of the not-so-illusory mirage.

 

"The Hawk!" she cried. "Let's board and get off of this Force-

forsaken world before the Dark Side decides to consume us all!"

[ForceFightWMe12]

The Mandalore boarded the Hawk quickly after Tysy, his arm wrapping around her waist for a moment.

"So the ship gets a kiss but I don't? That seems hardly fair." he said quietly, grinning beneath the metal of his helmet.

[Tysyacha]

Tysy giggled. "Sshhh," she said gently, and removed the Mandalore's helmet.

Stroking Canderous' cheek, she pressed her face to his, and they embraced.

 

"Sheesh! Get a room, you two!" scolded the voice of a teenage Twi'lek

in the Exile's mind. Mission--Vao? She'd helped Revan on his quest to

destroy the Star Forge. No matter. The Exile was safe now, warm.

 

She turned slightly within his arms and whispered a Mandalorian vow:

 

"Mhi solus tome--We are one when together.

"Mhi solus dar'tome--We are one when parted.

"Mhi medin'ul an--We share all.

"Mhi ba'juri verde--We will raise warriors!"

 

Tysy smiled. "I will be your wife, Canderous Ordo, until after the galaxy

dies and the Sith conquer. I am yours throughout all battles, during all

wars, until the end of time. I am your second-in-command, servant,

lieutenant. Ya--tvoya' dvukh! This I promise through the will of

the Force, and in the name of Mando'ade, the father of your clans!"

 

She rested her head against the Mandalorian's shoulder, remaining still.

 

Note: The Mandalorian wedding vow was featured in a recent issue

of Star Wars Insider magazine. I found it fascinating, and I hope y'all did, too!

[ForceFightWMe12]

He held her close, his head turning and bending to rest against hers as she spoke.

 

The Mandalorian wedding vow...

 

His gauntleted hand ran through her hair, his eyes watching the movement idly. And of course, being a man of few words, he could hardly think of what to say.

 

"If you will have me, Tysy, then it would be my honor to be your husband. I love you, Exile, and I have for a long time."

[Jason Skywalker]

HK boarded the Hawk and noticed Tysy and Mandalore.

 

"Statement: Mandalorian, if you hurt my Mistress in any sentimental way, i'll blast you, even without Master's or Mistress' permition. And now with that said, i believe i shall go to my position of usual : the garage. Everybody knows where to find me."

[steven]

"Nice work you bucket of bolts. You've just ruined a romantic moment between the two." Joked Jack before looking at Aerl and waited for him to make a smart or funny reply.

[Jason Skywalker]

"Statement: Shut up you! If it weren't for Mistress, believe me, you would be lying face down! Besides, it had already ended, meatbag."

[steven]

"You shut it you bucket of bolts. I may be a mere apperentic but trust me, I have the power to switch your currects to make you think you are a fembot." Warned Jack, giving HK an evil look "Just think, you properly owe more to Tysy than I do."

[JasraLantill]

Aerl was last before Revan to board the Ebon Hawk. He witnessed the end moment of Tysy's and the Mandalorian's embrace, and then the exchange between the droid and the Jedi Padawan.

 

But all he could do was stare at the uncovered face of the Mandalorian.

 

I've seen him before.... Aerl thought. But where?

 

But what he said to Mandalore was, "Oh, erm...sorry for staring, big guy. I was just...well, expecting something a little more, I dunno,... 'scary' or 'scarred' underneath that helmet of yours. You know, more 'Mandalorian.' But you're just... normal looking." He snorted. "Go figure...." He shook his head in disbelief as he headed for the cockpit. "If no one has any objections, I'll start her up. Don't want to overstay our welcome, now, do we?"

[ForceFightWMe12]

"Yeah, we'll see who's face'll be scarred if you don't shut your trap." Canderous called after Aerl, then in a lower tone, added, "Insolent brat."

 

While his statement wasn't exactly friendly, his tone wasn't angry either, which his words seemed to imply. Perhaps Aerl was beginning to grow on him...