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Post by Adicus on Jun 5, 2005 12:29:28 GMT -5
Wisro store at the figure blank. Why would he want to die? Is he tired of ruling? Or is he guilty of his actions? Soran continued thinking and gazing curiously at the Sith who stood in an upset mood.
"Why?"
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Post by Drall Gazax on Jun 5, 2005 12:31:35 GMT -5
"Why? Why anything, my dear boy? I'm here, at the end all. It matters not how it happens. It will happen anyway."
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Post by Adicus on Jun 5, 2005 12:34:11 GMT -5
"You are indeed right...Soon the Empire will be destroyed, and you will be dead. Then the Sith will be chased until they recieve what they deserve...and now you will be the first one to experience that pain"
Wisro Ignited his saber and walked over to the old man, destroying his legs with a swing at his lower body.
"I'll have to kill you...it's not our way ofthe Jedi, but you must die in order to bring peace back"
Soran lifted his saber high and looked at the figure, but began to stare into the air thinking for a moment.
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Post by Drall Gazax on Jun 5, 2005 12:38:06 GMT -5
"Go ahead. I don't care. But be forewarned: my death will not mean destruction of the Sith."
Xavor's voice was not full of hate, his eyes did not glisten with treachery, he even didn't look evil anymore. He was simply...a man.
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Post by Adicus on Jun 5, 2005 12:46:54 GMT -5
Wisro was about to blow when he looked at the poor man who waited for his death. He didn't kill him, he turned off his saber and looked away from the man.
"You'll live, but the Empire will be destroyed. You will be sent to prison, recieving punishment. You were lucky enough to live, I could've killed you..."
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Post by Drall Gazax on Jun 5, 2005 12:49:17 GMT -5
"Yes, you could have. But it does not matter. Your ships do not realize that you're here. This ship is about to be destroyed. If you want to escape now, go ahead. I will stay here to await my fate."
He went back and sat on his throne.
"This is it. The moment I've spent my life preparing for. Yet you can never prepare for it."
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Post by Adicus on Jun 5, 2005 12:55:44 GMT -5
OOC: Your legs were chopped off...just to tell you, so you couldn't sit in your throne...
"I can't leave you to this...You can't die..."
Soran turned back over to the elderly man.
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Post by Drall Gazax on Jun 5, 2005 12:59:17 GMT -5
(Oh...well, I can still sit...it just wouldn't look right)
"It is too late for me. My fate has been sealed. I've seen it. I am to die here. And that is the end of it...my destiny to die, and the war to reach new heights. There is no point in saving me."
The ship rocked violently. The evacuation signal began to go off as it became clear that the ship was doomed.
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Post by Adicus on Jun 5, 2005 13:03:23 GMT -5
Soran heard the noise. He gazed back at him, but after a few moments when the ship had once again erupted, now informing everyone that it was about to blow, he ran. The starfighter was destroyed, he made way to the pods and jumped inside evcuating as a giant bang from behind could be heard screaming.
The ships of the Empire were all destroyed. Only a few survived leaving the battle, luckily.
It was a celebration. The end of it all. The only minor problem was the Sith, which would be dealt with later.
Victory.
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Post by Drall Gazax on Jun 5, 2005 13:07:23 GMT -5
On the planet of Dantooine, there was a large metal box. It had appeared out of the sky, causing a great noise when it landed. The Dantari were a little confused by it. They were inspecting it, curious. Suddenly, a part of it opened, and a figure in a black robe walked out.
"Hm? What is going on? I'm...alive? I'd forgotten that they reinforced my throne room in case of that. Oh well...they all think I'm dead...I can finally have my rest."
The Dantari looked at this strange man. He told them something in their native tongue, indicating that he was friendly. They brought him back to the village, and allowed him to live there.
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