"Unlike the Grand Moff Tarkin’s time, He had true "
who is he? Indy? Or Neo?
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TLR WARS :Episode 1 A new dark lord Pt1
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Sat Sep 18, 2004 8:27 am
Indy, as the station commander. Tarkin was over fleet and station and even Vader had to listen to him. Here, the station commander had full rule over his station, but power over no one else. In TESB, Admiral Ozel had command over only the fleet, but that was all. I am following more in this line of command rather than the first.
Edited by - Finalday on 9/18/2004 9:27:37 AM
Edited by - Finalday on 9/18/2004 9:27:37 AM
.. as long as I can kick sycho's bud 
Sat Sep 18, 2004 9:24 am
The other two were adapting to the tactics. They would be harder to defeat. He continued to deflect the bolts that were fired, but they were beginning to tire him. “Use your aggressive feelings, stop trying to defeat them with reason” a voice called out. His master was instructing him. He closed his eyes and concentrated intently. Though he was bodily deflecting the bolts, he was also seeing the droids lift off the ground and be slammed into each other, destroying them. He opened his eyes as pieces fell all around him. “Very well done, Darth Neo_kuja”. The title meant he had survived and passed the test. The trials were complete.
They returned to their ships. No words spoken, but orders were given. The shuttle headed away on another task while the Sith craft headed to Yavin. A message to be delivered in person.
A shadow on the side of a sand dune watched as both craft left the surface. It was hooded as it began the walk back to a bantha on the other side of another dune. It mounted and turned the creature and moved off toward the cave.
In the meditation room of the council, jedi were in varying stages of meditation. Some found it easy, while others had to concentrate harder to meditate. More training was need for those and the Jedi Master Esquilax was instructing the group. His level of meditation was almost unrivaled, except for the brothers. He was the best choice to continue the training that Skywalker had left off at. Peace began to be felt in the room. Clarity of thought. They all began to see an image. A hooded, blue robed figure began to emerge. The figures face was slowly being seen, recognition of the face by some, including Esquilax.
The meditation continued, now they saw the new fleet being built. The peace began to be disrupted. Fear was intruding in the thoughts of some. “Do not fear what you see. “ Esquilax spoke soothingly, “you will see many images, but concentrate on what you see, not on what they are, let the images form, know them, but do not let fear enter in, remember Master Yoda’s instruction, fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.”
A couple of the Jedi were still a little fearful. The images clouded and disappeared. The meditation was falling apart. The room was once again lit with the outside light. Esquilax dismissed all but two of the Jedi and ask that they remain. The others headed off to their quarters to change and ready themselves for travel. They would have duties soon to carry out.
Esquilax escorted the two, to the training area where the brothers waited. They needed more instruction in dealing with fear. They would be a liability if sent out as they are now. Their missions would end in failure because of it.
Freighter fighter did not like this posting. True, he was privy to many weapons designs, but he loathed these Geonosians. The winged creatures were annoying to say the least. He wanted nothing more than to be aboard ship on a mission, not stuck here in these caverns. The constant flitting and flying made him think of them as insects , to be swatted. True they were expert builders and they did create impressive droids. But they were still getting under his skin.
In the arena, he oversaw the testing of the droids and their programing. Live combat tested them to their fullest. He believed there was no other way to know if the droid would hold up to combat than to test it in combat. A few designs failed and were eliminated, while others, were improved even more and would be quite formidable. The Geonosians would swoop into the arena and gather the fallen droids to analyze them and why they failed. At least they were useful.
His quarters were no better though. He detested this insect filled world and longed for the sterile environment of a ship. The dust clung to him worse than Denebian flea.. He could never seem to get clean from it. But, with the new weapon being constructed, he may have found his way off this planet. True there were only two of these weapon, only one would be used at a time. And then, probably only one would be needed to make the point needed. A smile came across his face at that thought.
They returned to their ships. No words spoken, but orders were given. The shuttle headed away on another task while the Sith craft headed to Yavin. A message to be delivered in person.
A shadow on the side of a sand dune watched as both craft left the surface. It was hooded as it began the walk back to a bantha on the other side of another dune. It mounted and turned the creature and moved off toward the cave.
In the meditation room of the council, jedi were in varying stages of meditation. Some found it easy, while others had to concentrate harder to meditate. More training was need for those and the Jedi Master Esquilax was instructing the group. His level of meditation was almost unrivaled, except for the brothers. He was the best choice to continue the training that Skywalker had left off at. Peace began to be felt in the room. Clarity of thought. They all began to see an image. A hooded, blue robed figure began to emerge. The figures face was slowly being seen, recognition of the face by some, including Esquilax.
The meditation continued, now they saw the new fleet being built. The peace began to be disrupted. Fear was intruding in the thoughts of some. “Do not fear what you see. “ Esquilax spoke soothingly, “you will see many images, but concentrate on what you see, not on what they are, let the images form, know them, but do not let fear enter in, remember Master Yoda’s instruction, fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.”
A couple of the Jedi were still a little fearful. The images clouded and disappeared. The meditation was falling apart. The room was once again lit with the outside light. Esquilax dismissed all but two of the Jedi and ask that they remain. The others headed off to their quarters to change and ready themselves for travel. They would have duties soon to carry out.
Esquilax escorted the two, to the training area where the brothers waited. They needed more instruction in dealing with fear. They would be a liability if sent out as they are now. Their missions would end in failure because of it.
Freighter fighter did not like this posting. True, he was privy to many weapons designs, but he loathed these Geonosians. The winged creatures were annoying to say the least. He wanted nothing more than to be aboard ship on a mission, not stuck here in these caverns. The constant flitting and flying made him think of them as insects , to be swatted. True they were expert builders and they did create impressive droids. But they were still getting under his skin.
In the arena, he oversaw the testing of the droids and their programing. Live combat tested them to their fullest. He believed there was no other way to know if the droid would hold up to combat than to test it in combat. A few designs failed and were eliminated, while others, were improved even more and would be quite formidable. The Geonosians would swoop into the arena and gather the fallen droids to analyze them and why they failed. At least they were useful.
His quarters were no better though. He detested this insect filled world and longed for the sterile environment of a ship. The dust clung to him worse than Denebian flea.. He could never seem to get clean from it. But, with the new weapon being constructed, he may have found his way off this planet. True there were only two of these weapon, only one would be used at a time. And then, probably only one would be needed to make the point needed. A smile came across his face at that thought.
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