Kreia Kontest (Kreia Fans Only, Please! :))

[Tysyacha]

What if, instead of killing Darth Traya on Malachor V, the Exile had redeemed and/or spared her and taken her aboard the Ebon Hawk into the Unknown Regions to find Revan? I'm holding a Kreia Kontest to find out.

 

Write your own Kreia-ism on what you think Kreia would have said to the Exile upon redemption/stay of execution. The best one's author will have a chance to accept the role of Kreia in my next long roleplay fic, "KOTOR III: To Become Heroes", coming in 2008!

 

Sincerely,

Jedi Exile Tysyacha Dvyx (formerly Dvukh)

 

May the best Kreia conquer!

[MJ-W4]

[Kreia enters the room] "How dare you presume about my future?" [she wallops a nifty round of force lightning at Tysyacha] "Will you ever listen? Will you ever learn? Where the Exile goes, I cannot follow. My best pupil may in time return to see me but when is not for you to know."[Kreia quietly leaves the room, disregarding the bewildered, smoldering Tysyacha.]

[Gargoyle King]

Exile: [posing as if they were GOD]

"See, i am the most powerful being alive! I *ahem*beat*ahem* ..... saved you, my minions and the Galaxy from all those nasty Sithy's, including you".

 

Kreia: [shakes head, frowning]

"And you're ego speaks louder than you're actions. Besides you fought a

cripple, hardly a fair fight."

[Looking at the Exile with an almost blank expression]

"See, and i can still judge and knock you off you're moral high horse!"

 

Exile:

"So, what do we do now that I've ..... I mean we've saved the day?"

 

[Kreia: [sighing, shaking her head]

"What else? Let's head to Tatooine for a beer."

 

 

Sorry, couldn't resist!

 

More seriously:

 

Kreia: [upon realising that she has awoken upon the Ebon Hawk instead of the depths of Malachor]

"I can feel a change within me, like all of my hatred has passed away. You're saving of me Exile has restored my soul, my awakening to the Force."

 

Exile:

I couldn't just leave you there Kreia, you have proven yourself more than worthy to be my master, and a student needs a master. You saved me from myself and the indulgences of the force, even if at first i did not realise this.

 

[the Exile sighs, feeling that the weight of Malachor has been shifted away from their shoulders]

 

Kreia:

"You have done what the so called Jedi Masters couldn't do. You have rebalanced the force by stabilizing the graveyard of Malachor V and redempting me, even though i sought to destroy the force you seen good in me. And that is you're gift Exile, you can see the good in people and are both a natural and gifted leader; you have no need for a master, child you are the master. You are truly the last of the Jedi, and it is up to you and you alone to rebuild the Order, or let it crumble into the woven fabrics of time."

 

Exile:

"And what of our companions? What you said of them, are their fates sealed?"

 

Kreia:

"Their fate is planned, yes, but not final. You're actions will decide their fate, either way they will follow you to whatever end you set for them; their purpose is to now serve you Exile whether you wanted this for them or not. You still have a purpose Exile, one that can still decide the fate for the entire Galaxy."

 

Exile:

"Yes, i still have a purpose; all i know now is that i must reach into the unknown. Revan disappeared to seek out the true threat to the Galaxy, for good or ill i must follow my old comrade on his journey. I would like you Kreia to accompany me on my journey, you're wisdom and knowledge has served me well and it will continue to do so."

 

Kreia:

"Naturally the bond we share bids me to guide you on whatever path you take Exile, whether this path will lead me through the light or once again through the familiar path of darkness; you're actions will determine the fate of the entire Galaxy, as will Revan's. In either circumstance the actions of you and the Jedi Revan will echo in time for generations, effecting the destiny of the galaxy in the millenia to come."

[MJ-W4]

Kreia:

"Naturally the bond we share bids me to guide you on whatever path you take Exile, whether this path will lead me through the light or once again through the familiar path of darkness; you're actions will determine the fate of the entire Galaxy, as will Revan's. In either circumstance the actions of you and the Jedi Revan will echo in time for generations, effecting the destiny of the galaxy in the millenia to come."

Kreia watched the Exile leave her room, thinking: Yes, my dear, I will stay close. Along with Malachor V, your wound was healed and our bond ended. You are bonded to Atris' servant, not me. Does your ego prevent you from noticing such a change? You have just proven that you still have a lot to learn.

 

Kreia took her old, black Sith robes from her wardrobe and threw them in the incinerator. I don't think I'll ever need this disguise again. How can I shake him out of his complacency, I wonder? Aah, this might work....

 

In her dark grey robes, Kreia sought Brianna, the former Handmaiden. "About you mother, dear...."

[Gargoyle King]

Kreia watched the Exile leave her room, thinking: Yes, my dear, I will stay close. Along with Malachor V, your wound was healed and our bond ended. You are bonded to Atris' servant, not me. Does your ego prevent you from noticing such a change? You have just proven that you still have a lot to learn.

 

Exile: [Looking dreamingly into Kreia's eyes]

"Who needs Brianna when i can have you, i've always had a soft spot for the older variety; i still have a bond with you whether you accept this or not!"

 

[The Exile leads Kreia to the back of the Ebon Hawk in an event that will not be described but is reminiscent of what transpired no longer than 5 years previous, between a certain former Sith Lord & a bossy young Jedi]

 

[MJ-W4]

[The Exile leads Kreia to the back of the Ebon Hawk in an event that will not be described but is reminiscent of what transpired no longer than 5 years previous, between a certain former Sith Lord & a bossy young Jedi]

The indescribable scene is of course Kreia holding the Exile in a mild Force choke, spinning him around with occasional lightnings and enjoying the spectacular effects through Force sight.

[Gargoyle King]

The indescribable scene is of course Kreia holding the Exile in a mild Force choke, spinning him around with occasional lightnings and enjoying the spectacular effects through Force sight.

That's a move the Exile won't try again for sure!

 

Exile:

"But i thought you felt the same way, c'mon show a Jedi some love."

 

Kreia: [surprised at the Exile's persistance]

"I've got one word for you buster, Cold Shower, now back off unless of course you want another round of Force Lightning to go with that Cold Shower!"

 

Exile:

"Jeez alright! Must be losing my touch. Oh well, i guess i'll have to settle for second best ..... Oh Mira!"

[MJ-W4]

With a combined effort, Kreia and her padawan Mira managed to push the Exile into the cargo hold, where Brianna was waiting, ready for more exercise with the Exile. The door firmly locked from the outside, Kreia contacted the Exile through the comlink. "Enjoy, the two of you. We, however, shall make tea, not love."

[Gargoyle King]

Exile:

"No! Not Brianna! This is torture!! Anyone but her! Even Hanhaar!!"

 

Kreia: [hearing the screams of the Exile in the locked room]

"Such a weird one, the Exile. To fall in love is one thing, but an elderly woman such as myself, real life issues there! Brianna should be able to knock this sensibility out of him, even if i couldn't."

 

Mira:

"How did it get to this? Still i can see the exile's point of view".

 

[shuffles closer towards Kreia]

 

Kreia:

"Not you too! The Exile's influence is even stronger than i had feared!"

[MJ-W4]

Kreia struck the kettle on Mira's head. "Wake up! Go and brew us a few mugs, I need to have a serious word with Visas. It's time that trio got themselves sorted out. I won't let the Exile at you as long as he acts like a kid in a sabre and a silly hat."

Sighing, she sat down and watched T3 busily hacking into a console. "Dwoooo?" - "And don't you start!"

[Gargoyle King]

Mira:

"Hey Kreia, y'know there's an easy way out of this."

 

[Mira continues making Tea and slips some sleeping pills into the Exile's mug of fresh Dantooinie Tea]

 

Kreia:

"And i thought i was mischevious. This could work to our advantage, we're close to Nar Shaddaa. I propose we drug and drop off the Exile to the Hutts on the planet, we'll get a pretty bunch of credits what with that Bounty still on the Exile's head."

 

[Kreia turns her attention to TM-34]

 

Kreia:

"Oh and whilst we're at it, that droid aswell, i don't like the way it's looking at me".

 

[Mira opens the locked door to find Brianna chasing the Exile around the room, the Exile is running and screaming like a child]

 

Mira:

"Here's a cup of tea Exile, it will calm you down; drink it."

 

Exile:

"Okay, whatever you want, just get this Echani freak away from me!!

 

[The Exile takes a few sips and subsequently flops to the floor, briefly overhearing Kreia's laughs and talks of Bounties and Credits; eventually succumbing to the drug]

[MJ-W4]

{{Hang on, the bounty is off, G0T0 is said to history. Let's drop the Exile on Nar Shaddaa, anyway.}}

 

- Nar Shaddaa, a landing pad:

 

"Visas, you must stay with your master. See to his well-being and follow his every step. We shall return as soon as possible." Yes, she thought, we just might. After we've saved the galaxy.

[Gargoyle King]

{{Yep the bounty is gone, i was just trying to add a bit more flavour into the story, of which i will continue here }}

 

Kreia: [upon realising the Bounty on the Exile is no more after asking around in a Nar Shaddaa Cantina, heads back to the Ebon Hawk]

"Ahh!! that friggin' torture droid is still causing me grief! Damn i could have used those credits!"

 

Mira:

"Have you been in a complete limbo on our journey with the Exile or something? It's like you haven't payed attention to any of the events that have transpired!"

 

Kreia:

"No, not really. Now we can still sell the Exile to the Hutts, yes? As a slave we will still get a numerous amount of Credits for the Exile. And because that Miraluka blindly walks where the Exile walks then we will be killing two birds with one stone; two banes of my existence will be gone!"

 

[The Exile suddenly begins to awaken from their drug-induced state]

 

Exile:

"What happened? One minute i was being chased by my Echani slave, next i had a drink of tea and collapsed".

 

Mira:

Ahem..... We don't know, you suddenly fell faint, you probably had a nasty dream, that's all.

 

Kreia:

"Exile, come here, i have an important mission for you.........."

 

[Kreia tells the Exile of a Hutt on Nar Shaddaa that has a means of transport to the Unknown Regions, one of which will get them past the Outer Rim faster than the Ebon Hawk can handle. Naiively, the Exile goes and Visas follows. Upon nearing their location they hear the faint sounds of the Hawk shooting off to space. Little does the Exile know that the location set by Kreia was the Slave Quarters of the Huttese Gangster Gandalf. Both the Exile and Visas are trapped by overwhelming forces, binded into slavery forevermore.]

 

Kreia:

"Wow, went better than expected, i am an utter genius - just shows the Exile wasn't as powerful as the Exile's well-esteemed ego suggested! Now just time to get rid of the other people on this vessel, {of all whom Kreia had conveniently drugged beforehand} apart from that assassin droid, we could use an assassin droid."