"Beyond the Shifting sands..."
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Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,361
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0
Recommended:
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"The lost return..."
Chapter 3
It has been already around mid day when she awoke. She figured, judging from the sliver of light off a small crack by the window. She immediately felt the memories come back, tried to get up back on her feet. Seem still trap moments of consciousness. But no soon had she done so, taken over by pain and weakness . Her knees somewhat buckle under her and she’s forced to lean back. Landing back on the cot she tried to steady herself with her right hand. As her left slowly lifted to her forehead and felt the make shift. Bandage wrap around her head.
“Where….”
She said, pausing midsentence as she felt a presence nearby.
“Who’s…there?”
In which time the door to the room suddenly open and reveal a lone figure. Barely a few years older than she was he then proceeded to enter slowly. Tray at hand he stop by the doorway as he noted her left hand suddenly move. Reaching out to her side and finding nothing. With a perplex look in her face.
“Don’t worry Master Bant you’re safe now and hope you didn’t mind. If perhaps...I it took the liberty in taking your stuff for safe keeping. That is while I was tending to dressing up your wounds earlier. For it seems you were hit bad… and I patch them up best I could.”
Then it hit her as she then ease her stance as her memory came back to her.
“Master Kincade? I thought the …they said you…”
Which with a slight sigh and smirk on his face the figure spoke.
“*sigh* Well I guess its just Jarrod now Master Bant. And yes, as much others might not believe it. I’ve chose to leave the Order and eventually seem to have found myself sign up with the Republic eventually.”
“But why? If you don’t mind me asking Ma…I mean Jarrod sir?”
To which with a slight sigh he then look away for a moment seem as if in deep thought. He then reaches over to something from the table behind her. He then returns his gaze at her and as he began to administer another shot of bacta to her replied.
“Its…it’s complicated but *sigh* I guess there no use in keeping it from you.”
After finishing he stop and held the small vial in his hand silently as he continues.
“I began seeing someone and kept it from the council. Knowing all to well the Jedi rule of forgo all personal attachment. All things aside, during one my last mission I was confronted by a sith. And i…made a choice that the council and I disagreed on. Of which I am not in liberty to speak of. So I turn in my saber and walk away chooseing exile for myself. What else can I say? Wander the galaxy then this bloody war started. And here I am, sign in with the Republic. Finding myself in the middle of this bloody war…”
It has been already around mid day when she awoke. She figured, judging from the sliver of light off a small crack by the window. She immediately felt the memories come back, tried to get up back on her feet. Seem still trap moments of consciousness. But no soon had she done so, taken over by pain and weakness . Her knees somewhat buckle under her and she’s forced to lean back. Landing back on the cot she tried to steady herself with her right hand. As her left slowly lifted to her forehead and felt the make shift. Bandage wrap around her head.
“Where….”
She said, pausing midsentence as she felt a presence nearby.
“Who’s…there?”
In which time the door to the room suddenly open and reveal a lone figure. Barely a few years older than she was he then proceeded to enter slowly. Tray at hand he stop by the doorway as he noted her left hand suddenly move. Reaching out to her side and finding nothing. With a perplex look in her face.
“Don’t worry Master Bant you’re safe now and hope you didn’t mind. If perhaps...I it took the liberty in taking your stuff for safe keeping. That is while I was tending to dressing up your wounds earlier. For it seems you were hit bad… and I patch them up best I could.”
Then it hit her as she then ease her stance as her memory came back to her.
“Master Kincade? I thought the …they said you…”
Which with a slight sigh and smirk on his face the figure spoke.
“*sigh* Well I guess its just Jarrod now Master Bant. And yes, as much others might not believe it. I’ve chose to leave the Order and eventually seem to have found myself sign up with the Republic eventually.”
“But why? If you don’t mind me asking Ma…I mean Jarrod sir?”
To which with a slight sigh he then look away for a moment seem as if in deep thought. He then reaches over to something from the table behind her. He then returns his gaze at her and as he began to administer another shot of bacta to her replied.
“Its…it’s complicated but *sigh* I guess there no use in keeping it from you.”
After finishing he stop and held the small vial in his hand silently as he continues.
“I began seeing someone and kept it from the council. Knowing all to well the Jedi rule of forgo all personal attachment. All things aside, during one my last mission I was confronted by a sith. And i…made a choice that the council and I disagreed on. Of which I am not in liberty to speak of. So I turn in my saber and walk away chooseing exile for myself. What else can I say? Wander the galaxy then this bloody war started. And here I am, sign in with the Republic. Finding myself in the middle of this bloody war…”