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KOTOR III: The Stand of the Sith


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Tysy laughed, expressing her merriment and happiness without fear.

"Shut your trap," she said, snickering. "Oh, Canderous, you sound

just like Atton Rand--i-i-if that doesn't bother you too much."

 

The Mandalore had an expression that others might call "brick face,"

"stone wall", or such like. This only made Tysy laugh even harder!

 

"I'm sorry, love. It's just that--sometimes Jedi have more of a dark

sense of humor than others think they would." She smiled. "Come.

Let's think of a plan of where to head next. We can finish tonight."

 

At the word "finish," she gave Canderous a kiss right below his jaw.

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Canderous raised his eyebrow's at Tysy's words. "Tonight, eh?" he muttered.

 

"Query: Say, i have seen you Mandalorian. Are you not Canderous Ordo that travelled with Master some time ago?"

 

The Mandalorian turned toward the droid, only now becoming truely aware that his helmet had been removed. He was breathing relatively unfiltered air for the first time in...years. It was a strange thought indeed.

 

"Regardless if you mean Tysy or Revan, yeah, I'm him." he answered HK, "Are you not the very assassin droid who said that 'love' was shooting a person in the kneecaps with a high-powered sniper rifle?"

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"Answer: Indeed, i am HK-47. To me, "Love" is indeed that. The very thought of what you Humans call "Love" ensickens and disturbs me, seeing meat...erm, i mean, organic flesh all over the place and you organics pressing your slimy mucus-covered lips together in the Cargo Hold, just like Master did with that Bastila." HK told him.

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Revan reappeared from the back sections of the ship, ignoring the ongoing discussion. "It looks like she's in one piece. I don't see anything unusual, or out of place, but I still am a bit uneasy."

 

He glanced over at Tysy and the helmetless Canderous for the first time, and then at HK and Jack. "Well, are we busy with a happy little reunion party, or what?" He said, smiling slightly.

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"Agreement: Canderous is right. I have it recorded on my databanks. Just let me process it for a moment..." HK said. Suddenly, a holo-record came out of his photoreceptors showing Bastila and Revan talking.

 

"Mockery: Oh Master, i love you, but i hate all of that you stand for! But still i think we should go and press our slimy mucus-covered lips together in the cargo hold!"

 

"Extrapolation: There Master, now did i humiliate you enough?"

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"Eh, ha ha..." Revan laughed uncomfortably. "Alright, that's enough - didn't know you guys enjoyed that kind of eavesdropping. Or, Canderous, was it just 'cause you wanted to learn how to do that sort of things should the need arise?" He looked back up into the Mandalorian's face, smiling again.

 

"As for you, HK," he paused. "I guess it just shows you that you just can't understand Jedi women; I can't either." He suddenly stopped, as the thought of Bastila brought back the voice and visions he had seen when he had first found Tysy.

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"Mockery: Ahah, take that Mandalorian!"

 

"As for you, HK," he paused. "I guess it just shows you that you just can't understand Jedi women; I can't either." He suddenly stopped, as the thought of Bastila brought back the voice and visions he had seen when he had first found Tysy.

 

"Statement: Master, that just shows you that you are really my Master, and not some stupid meatbag who built me. Except for Mistress of course."

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As overjoyed as Tysy was to be the Mandalore's wife and reunited

with Revan at last, she knew there was serious business ahead.

One or more of them--Jack, Aerl, Revan, herself, or even T3-M4

or HK-47--could find their graves very soon where they were going.

 

But where were they going? The Exile could only guess, and

at this point, her guess was as good as anyone's. "Bastila believes

that she is still serving the Light Side of the Force. Where would

she go in order to meditate and figure out how to carry out her

plans? Certainly not here on Ziost, a Sith homeworld. "My guess

would be Coruscant or Dantooine." She turned to the group.

 

"Your thoughts?"

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"I don't know," Revan replied. "Your guess is as good as mine. I don't think she ever said anything that would lead me to some planet - I think those two our are best bet." He paused and stared into space, trying to think. "The only other place I could think of would be Talvarin, her homeworld, but I have no reason for her going there."

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The Mandalore scanned the faces of those present, his mind working out any details that may have been hidden from them in Bastila's words.

 

"Well, hang on a sec." he muttered, "We just came from Dantooine, didn't we? That's where we found the Masters dead...if she was the one who killed them, then why would Bastila have hung around? That wouldn't make any sense...unless we missed something..."

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Tysy turned to Revan, and the rest as well, and explained what she'd found.

The wounds in the Force that were not healed, but bursting with too much

energy. The ghosts of those she once traveled with, her former apprentices.

 

"Master," she said to Revan, "upon Dantooine, there lie the rebuilt ruins

of the Jedi Enclave. A Jedi Master named Atris tried to restore it, but she

turned to the Dark Side and then back to the Light before she could finish

her work. There I left my apprentices, people I'd taught in my travels as

an exile with Darth Traya. The Jedi are no more, thanks to their deaths.

I left them there in hopes that they would rebuild the Order. I failed.

 

"Visas Marr was a reformed Sith, a Miraluka and a Jedi Sentinel. She

taught me to 'see' through the Force, and now she is one with it.

 

"Mira was a former bounty hunter, and her father was a Mandalorian.

She was a Sentinel, too, set to train Younglings in the ways of the

Jedi. She'll never get a chance to teach them what life is, because

she's lost hers. Bastila, why did your hypersuffusion strike at all?!

 

"Atton Rand was the pilot of the Ebon Hawk when he traveled

with me on my past journey. Darth Traya said he was a fool, but the

only mistake he made was in thinking that if the echoes in the Force

were filled, then all would be well. Oh, Atton, I truly abandoned you!

 

"And Mical, the Disciple, the one I forsook to fight in the Mandalorian

Wars. I taught him how to commune with the Force, and the price

he has paid is death and betrayal. How could I have left him behind?

 

"How could I have left them all, when Bastila's brought death to Dantooine?"

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Revan shook his head, feeling an even deeper sense of hopelessness. He was starting to fear that this same thing had happened elsewhere, perhaps even happening right now. But how were they going to stop - Bastila, if she really was the person who had murdered these last Jedi?

 

He hoped fervently that there was some mistake, and this was not the woman he had once loved, but something told him it was. I thought I knew you... you weren't the kind of person to do this, even when you fell. This is beyond any evil there, even.

 

Bastila, what have you done? "Tysy - we've got to find her, whatever the cost." His voice shook for a moment before he added, "I'm not going to let this happen, no matter what I have to do personally."

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"Just a thought," Commented Jack "Why would Bastila head to Coruscant? There's nothing there but city and an empty temple which holds more traders than Light force aura. It's weird that it's alot easier to name planets which are strong in the dark side of the force than with light aura."

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Aerl had heard the others talking back in the main hold, but he was too far away in the cockpit for him to hear what they had been saying. Not that he really cared to participate in the conversation at the moment. He was just happy to get away from the dust. And Bastila. In his opinion, she had just gone too far with setting up holograms and automated traps. Anyone could have been caught in them, Jedi or Sith.

 

"Oh, crap," he said quietly to himself. "Almost forgot." He tapped in a brief message at the comm station, but didn't send it yet.

 

"Say, anyone care to tell me where exactly you want me to go?" Aerl shouted from the cockpit through to the main hold. He frowned then. The question hadn't come out quite right. "I mean," he added quickly, in order to avoid any caustic comments from the Mandalore, "the navicomputer isn't too great with approximations when it comes to hyperspace travel. I need at least a specific destination."

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