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Author Topic: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 11/17/2009
Date Posted: 8/8 10:14pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/4/2009
So... fire update: out here we had a storm system roll through with lightning in it. Now we've got smoke because it touched off some... but it's not all of NorCal all over again, so plus and minus there. And I take it back: I don't want Summertime Rain! It leads to lightning! Gah!

Pity Queen Jaina if you like. wink

Hmmm... am likely reading something into that, but okay... [Duckie] Poor Queen Jaina. Poor, poor Jaina. [/Duckie]

“No, Admiral. It's simply a marriage of your communication technology and our holographic technology. We've now got real-time communication with even the farthest corners of the Federation and your old-style blue-tinged holograms will become a thing of the past.”

Oh, I like that... real time communication all the way to the Delta quadrant, even? Neat.

“The ship's running fine, Madam President. We'll be arriving at Waypoint Station and crossing the gateway to Starbase Babylon in a day at the most. Then, onto the Delta Quadrant and the Unicomplex itself.”

Starbase Babylon? That... so totally works!

“And even if they have been assimilated, there's still a chance we can rescue them. You did the same for Picard!”

Yes... with awesome self-destruct sequence action! **hugs Data**

“There was the Empire Reborn, and the shavit Luke's told me about Sith alchemy tell me it's possible... but if the Borg can do it is anyone's guess.”

Scary, scary thought right there... **shudder**

“Don't feel sorry for me,” he suddenly said, straightening up. “Feel sorry for the Borg.” Wedge's eyes flashed as he continued. “You go for the head of the snake, right? Then count Rogue Fleet in on the attack.”

Definitely feel sorry for the Borg, then. They've just made a Correllian mad! Go Wedge! Go Wedge!


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Date Posted: 8/10 3:26pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/4/2009
Ah... that's the armband Lusa put around her near the end of part two to prevent her from being hijacked by Borg!Luke. Don't you remember?

plain Mm. Guess not... blush tongue



~She looked to everyone and her piercing eyes narrowed. “Okay, everyone. I'm sure you all have better things to do than bother a great-grandmother, I'm assuming.”
~The various beings stopped talking and waving PADDs around, retreating. All but one. “Not very nice,” Chief of Staff Esperanza Piniero said, crossing her arms.

Hee hee! I like great-grandma! devil

And poor Romulus! First your fic, then the movie... they can't catch a break!



...or above their bodies, in the case of Commandant Nahrat, a Horta.

*Jaded_Girl has giggle fits imagining a "Hello, my name is" nametag sticker on one of those suckers*



Pellaeon reached out and tentatively rapped his knuckles on the table. His mustache twitched as they made contact. “Did I get transported to Earth?” he finally asked.

*mightily resists urge to squeal and hug Pelleaon*



Wedge rubbed his chin and thought back. “There was the Empire Reborn, and the shavit Luke's told me about Sith alchemy tell me it's possible... but if the Borg can do it is anyone's guess.”

shock Language, Wedge! wink

By the way, LOVE the "Starbase Babylon"! grin



“He's right. Warp drive is slower and more complex to build and maintain than hyperdrive, but it's a lot more forgiving when it comes to courses and if the thing fails. It won't leave you stranded in another dimension, possibly forever.”

Or the whole fish thing mentioned above. *nods sagely*



Other Klingons there joined in subdued cheers and chest-thumping, some drinking flagons of bloodwine and spilling holographic drops of it onto the table.

Much easier to clean than real drops! grin



~He looked to Pellaeon. “Even the Thrawn shall be made ready.”
~“The Thrawn?” Ackbar asked.
~Pellaeon grinned slightly. “Oh please, Ackbar. Don't tell me the Federation and New Republic are the only ones to think of a cooperative build.”

*raises hand* Question! Is that Pelleaon's new ship, or is he still on the Chimera?



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Date Posted: 8/11 4:26pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/4/2009 - Date Edited: 8/16 10:10pm (2 edits total) Edited By: RK_Striker_JK_5
Juliet-Thanks. And yeah, Shelby's a bit of a wet blanket. tongue

Zeb-I look forward to eventually getting to the big battle, too. tongue The Thrawn is... well, you'll see it here yourself. Thanks! happy

earlybird-lol, it's coming. Just gotta set everything else up, first. Can't go rushing into these things, you know.

Jade_eyes-Thanks. happy

Daena-Gah, no lightning for you! *Sets up fans to blow smoke away* Who is Duckie? Yeah, real-time all the way there. happy lol, ZebulaNebula suggested the starbase name. I liked thet scene from BOBW. cool Aye, scary thought there with the Borg. Go Wedge, indeed.

Jaded_Girl-

Ah... that's the armband Lusa put around her near the end of part two to prevent her from being hijacked by Borg!Luke. Don't you remember?

plain Mm. Guess not...
Yeah. She can't use the Force at the moment, which makes her showing against Tirsek a little bit better. wink

I like Bacco, too, which is why I used her. grin No, the Romulans can't catch a break. sad Pellaeon's a little confused is all. he's not used to Federation holograms. wink Imagine him with an EMH. mischief Glad you like Starbase Babylon, too. Yeah, the fish thing would be a problem. *Nods along*

*raises hand* Question! Is that Pelleaon's new ship, or is he still on the Chimera?
You shall find out in this post! happy

ANNOUNCEMENT!!!

I am leaving to go to California for a week on the nineteenth. I shall finally meet my nephew david in real life. grin Due to RL and getting ready, I shall not be able to post next week and the following. I am sorry. sad

Of course, this would be a perfect time for anyone lagging behind to get caught up... whistling tongue laugh

Also, thanks to Thrawn_McEwok for pointing out Tanda Pryl to me. I admit I... tweaked her a bit, by vhanging her hair color to read and moving her into the future... wink But seriously, if she's a redhead she's a kriffin' double for Tenel Ka in an imperial uniform! love And as for moving forward... it's a crossover with Star Trek. Time travel is a prerequisite. wink

Hinata is from Naruto and Hotaru is from Sailor Moon.

And finally, statistics for Starbase Babylon wrre based on figures from www.ditl.org An excellent site of Star Trek information. happy

Here we go!

*****
Ten-forward
Tenel Ka entered the Enterprise's largest gathering area and looked around, quickly spotting her target. “Lusa!' she half-shouted, waving at a table near the outer edge.

Lusa glanced up from a small group of fellow officers. She smiled and motioned to Tenel Ka. “Good to see you,” she said. The Chironian stood up on all four hooves and hugged Tenel Ka. “How are you holding up?” she asked, concern lacing through her voice.

A sigh escaped Tenel Ka's lips. “I am... doing better,” she said. She pulled a chair over from an empty table and sat down while Lusa knelt beside her, lowering her hindquarters so not to tower over. “I received a bit of a pep talk from your tactical officer, Tirsek,” she said, massaging her jaw slightly.

One of the other officers glanced over. “And Doctor Crusher did a wonderful job of stitching you back together,” she deadpanned.

Tenel Ka gazed over at the officer. She speared to be human, with dark, shimmering hair, pale skin and piercing violet eyes. Like Lusa, she wore the blue trim of the science/medical division, but had only a single rank pip. “And you are?” she asked the young ensign.

“Hotaru Tomoe,” she answered. She held a hand out across the table. “Lusa's told me a lot about you.”

Tenel Ka accepted the hand. “All good things, I hope.” A faint smile graced her lips, but it fell away as she looked to Lusa. “They were all... good things, yes?”

Lusa smiled back. “I don't have anything else to say about you,” she said. She motioned to the third officer there. “And this is Hinata Hyuga, of the Byakugan Clans.”

Tenel Ka looked to her. She was humanoid, but decidedly not human. Her hair was violet, and her eyes were a solid gray, with no evidence of pupils or sclera. Veins surrounded her eyes, pulsing slightly. “An honor,” Tenel Ka said, shifting slightly in her seat at the stare.

Hinata bowed her head slightly, breaking contact. “Sorry,” she said. “My people got a lot more information through sight than other means.” She pointed to her small nose and ears. “We're called living tricorders by some, but it's a bit of an exaggeration.”

Tenel Ka waved her off. “It's all right.” She looked back to Lusa and smiled. “A junior-grade lieutenant already in charge of a science team? I'm impressed, Lusa.”

Lusa shook her head. “Not exactly in charge. I'm just the most senior of the little group. We report to a full-grade lieutenant, but it changes so familiarity and stagnation's not bred.” She sighed. “Raynar said he'd throw a big party when I got my second solid pip...” Lusa wiped at her eyes and shuddered slightly. “I miss him so much,” she half-whispered.

A lump formed in Tenel Ka's throat, preventing her from speaking. So she simply stood up, leaned over and wrapped her arms around Lusa's upper body, pulling her in. One of Lusa's snaked around Tenel Ka's midsection and the other one draped across her shoulders as she returned the hug. “We will get them back,” Tenel Ka finally said.

The two friends broke the embrace and Tenel Ka sat back down. Tenel Ka looked to Hotaru and Hinata. “So, do you two have any embarrassing stories about Lusa in her duties? I believe such tales might break the tension here that has formed.”

Lusa swallowed and opened her mouth, but Hinata spoke up. “An excellent idea,” she said, smirking. She leaned forward and took a sip from a glass in front of her before continuing. “About three months ago, one of the MACO's-”

“Captain Picard!” Lusa blurted out, waving as the wise captain of the Enterprise walked into ten-forward. “A pleasure to see you here, sir.”

Picard walked over to the quartet. He paused and waved at some others calling out to him, but made his way over to Lusa's table. “Lieutenant,” he said. “Ensigns, and Princess Djo. Good to see you up and about. I hear you and Tirsek had quite a row yesterday.”

Tenel Ka shifted in her seat a bit and clenched her right hand, cracking her knuckles. “It was necessary for me to snap out of the despair ensnaring my soul.” She tapped her chest above her heart, wrinkling her blouse slightly. “For me, combat is a good way to exorcise demons.”

Picard arched an eyebrow. “That does not sound very Jedi-like to me, Tenel Ka. Wouldn't you agree, Lusa?” he asked, looking to the young lieutenant.

Lusa blinked. She glanced to Tenel Ka, then to Picard, then to Hinata and Hotaru. She opened her mouth, then closed it again. Sweat beaded on her forehead before she finally spoke. “I think... the path of the Jedi can take many forms. And the path of the Jedi is only one route for the Force, one current in the ocean, as Master Skywalker has said. I've heard the Vulcans are contemplating founding their own Order. So... I don't think Tenel Ka getting her aggressions out is necessarily a bad thing... right?” She looked to Tenel Ka. “As long as you didn't... enjoy it too much. Did you? Enjoy it too much, I mean.”

A small smile formed on Tenel Ka's mouth. “I did not enjoy it, per se, Lusa. I merely found it... stimulating.”

Picard nodded to the Chironian. “Excellent thoughts, Lusa. You give yourself far too little credit sometimes.” He looked back at Tenel Ka. “Although past experiences color my judgment, I do hope your friends can be saved from the Collective. Such a fate I would not wish on anyone, especially them.”

Tenel Ka blinked and looked askance. “From what I have seen, neither would I. Which is why I'm glad we're going to the Unicomplex, if only to ascertain their condition.”

Picard grunted. “A rather... interesting coincidence, our conversation and then Ackbar calling me.” He eyed Tenel Ka. “Far be it from me to accuse someone of possible collusion, but the timing was just too... perfect.”

Tenel Ka scowled. “I would never pull rank or use my influence in such a manner!” she shouted, drawing stares. She stepped forward and jabbed a finger at Picard. “How dare you accuse me of such a thing! I would never put your crew at risk for that, no matter my feelings about Jacen and his family. That would be of the Dark Side, and that is a fact!”

Picard stared at her before the tiniest hint of a smile cracked his visage. “I apologize,” he said. “The thought was gnawing at the back of my mind. I knew it was dishonorable of you, but still... politics can twist anyone. And I've met your grandmother...” He trailed off at the end, face flushing.

Tenel Ka blanched. “Oh... I suppose I can see why you'd think such things after meeting my father's side of the family.” She looked away and took a step back to the table. “I apologize for my outburst, captain.”

The Captain held up a hand. “On the contrary, it is I who should apologize for the goading, Princess. My crew is my family; I simply wished to make sure they were not put in harm's way without due cause.”

Tenel Ka wiped at her eyes. “I cannot connect to the Force with the armband on,” she choked out. “Yet, the thoughts of what I would do were Jacen to be assimilated most certainly are of the Dark Side.” She shuddered slightly, willing the tears to stop.

Lusa stood up. She reached out, but hesitated. A look from Picard, though, and she wrapped her arms around Tenel Ka, pulling her in for a hug. “We'll get them back,” she reassured the princess. “Raynar, Jacen, even Em Teedee and Threepio!”

Hotaru slid out of her chair and walked over. She grabbed the one Tenel Ka was sitting in and pushed it over. Hinata motioned for a waiter while Lusa and Hotaru lowered Tenel Ka into the chair. A Denobulan in civilian attire walked over, putting a glass of ice water down for Tenel Ka before walking off.

Tenel Ka sat down. She sipped at the water and sighed. “Thank you,” she said hoarsely. She clenched her prosthetic hand until the servos whined. “Why can I not get over this? Why am I lurching from one extreme to the other?” She suddenly slammed her fist into the transparent aluminum table, denting the ultra-hard alloy. “WHY?”

Hinata stared at her for a few seconds. “Because you're a good person who doesn't like to see good people get hurt,” she finally said.

“And that's a fact,” Lusa quipped.

Tenel Ka eyed her before she shuddered once more. This time of repressed laughter rather than tears. “Thank you,” she said, patting Lusa on the forearm. “Thank you all.”

Picard nodded. “You are welcome. And perhaps... when all is said and done, your hope shall be rewarded. It springs eternal, after all.”

The comm system chirped. “Captain Picard, Admiral Sisko, please report to the Kenobi's bridge.”

Picard tapped his combadge. “Acknowledged.” He bowed to Tenel Ka and nodded to Lusa, Hotaru and Hinata before leaving Ten-Forward.

Ten minutes later, he and Sisko emerged onto the Kenobi's bridge. Captain Logk glanced over from his command chair. “We'll be leaving hyperspace about... now.”

At his words, the reddish smear of hyperspace fractured, splintering into millions of bright lines that shortened into stars. The black void of space became visible, along with a large, swirling vortex in space-the Gateway, path to the Milky Way Galaxy.

A comm officer spoke up. “Sir, Waypoint Station sending out acknowledgements.”

The Zabrak nodded. “Send them back,” Logk said. “Set course for the Gateway. Full impulse.”

The Kenobi's starboard impulse engines and thrusters flared, turning the MC-90 cruiser. It flew past Waypoint Station, a large core with a docking ring surrounding it. Various other ships, some native and some from the Milky Way, flew by as the Kenobi approached the swirling vortex. It touched the edge and stretched slightly...

The ship appeared in Federation territory, as if it was there all the time. It flew by Starbase Babylon, a Lya-class space station. It resembled an elongated top, with a cap-shaped docking facility at top and antennae jutting out from the sphere-shaped bottom. At over ten thousand, seven hundred-twelve meters tall and with a diameter of eight thousand, seven hundred eighty-one meters at its widest, it dwarfed most ships and other stations.

Logk rubbed his tan-hued forehead right below his horns. “I didn't know you built them that big,” he quipped.

Sisko smirked. “There's over thirty of them in the Federation at strategic points. If the Borg make it this far, they'll have one hell of a fight on their hands.”

Logk nodded as he stood up. He reached up and grabbed the front of his uniform jacket, but stopped. He looked down at his hands. “Why did I do that?” he asked. He looked up, eyes wide. “Oh, no! It's started already!”

Picard and Sisko exchanged a glance. “What?”

Logk walked over to them and held up his hands. “I've never had an urge to tug on the front of my uniform, but I just did now! What else will happen here? I've never been to the Federation before, but the stories I've heard, especially the Tschel Incident make me wonder if-”

“Captain Logk!” Picard barked, silencing the Zabrak. He held up a hand. “Contrary to popular belief, we do not find omnipotent energy beings, odd particles or weird subspace phenomena every week. I am fairly certain the New Republic has its own share of oddities just waiting to be discovered.”

Logk swallowed. He backed off and nodded. “I see... sorry.” He turned and faced the main viewport. “Helm, set course for Starbase 312. Sensors... keep an eye out for anything unusual.”

There was a flurry of acknowledgements as the mighty ship readied itself. Off to the side, Sisko turned to Picard. “Nice job with him,” he said. “I was about ready to yell at him.”

Picard half-smiled. “Well, it is true. We don't encounter such things every week. More like... every other week.”
*****
Ty'Gokor, the Klingon Empire, Beta Quadrant
A flash of light blazed at the edge of the Ty'Gokor System, heralding the arrival of a Spitfire-class courier. Little more than an engine with a life pod, it flew across the system, impulse engines pushing the ship forward at dizzying speeds.

It quickly approached the fifth planet, the only one habitable by most humanoid life. The rest of the system was made up of gas giants, an asteroid belt and large airless planets-all bursting with precious minerals and ores, enough to supply the Klingon Defense Force for a century ten times over. Space stations bristling with weapons and drydocks all loaded with ships hung in orbit, but one ship stood out even amongst them.

An Imperial-class star destroyer hung in orbit, several tugs and EVA maintenance vehicles hovering about. Warp grilles had been placed on the ventral hull, flanking the main power core. Disruptor turrets had been added at strategic locations, while the command tower had been lowered, the entire structure rebuilt so it presented less of a target. A Vor'cha-class attack cruiser sat on the dorsal bow, docked and integrated with the Thrawn but able to launch with a moment's notice. The IKS Sword of Kahless, the imperial flagship, sat off its port flank in formation.

The courier flew under and to the main hangar, passing two other docked Klingon ships-D-12 birds of prey. It passed through a force field before landing on the main deck. White-armored imperial stormtroopers and silver-armored Klingon beq's lined up in parade formation along the courier's flanks. Two people stood between the rows of soldiers, Chancellor Martok and a young woman in an imperial uniform.

The courier settled slightly on its landing gear. The engine died down and gas vented. The main hatch opened and four stormtroopers emerged, the armor gleaming in the bright lights of the hangar bay. They lined up as Grand Admiral Pellaeon emerged, walking stick in hand. He smoothed out his white uniform and walked down the row, nodding to the soldiers there.

Martok thumped his chest with his right hand. “Hail Gilad Pellaeon, son of the Empire!” he bellowed.

Pellaeon touched his own hand to his chest and smiled. “Hail Martok, son of Urthog.” He smiled faintly as he looked up at the one-eyed chancellor. “I do believe this is the first time we've actually met in the flesh.”

Martok tossed his head back again and laughed once more. He motioned to the woman next to him, a fiery redhead with a serious expression. “Captain Pryl here has impressed me greatly with her work on getting the Thrawn ready. I'd say she has Klingon in here,” he said, baring his sharpened teeth in a grin.

Captain Tanda Pryl locked eyes with Pellaeon. “Sir, the Empire... we held?”

The Old Man nodded. “We held, but the Chimaera will be spending the better part of a year in drydock... and Vana Dorja will be needing a new arm.” He looked down at his right hand and sighed. “It's no secret we lost much, but it could've been worse.” He looked back up, fire once more in his eyes. “A quick tour before we get underway?”

Martok thumped his chest again. “I shall see you on the field of battle, then.” He touched a communicator mounted on his left sleeve and barked several orders in Klingonese. A red-tinted transporter field enveloped him and he disappeared.

Pellaeon and Tanda walked down the row of soldiers. “I won't lie to you,” Pellaeon said. “You've got some big shoes to fill, Captain. Vana was a month away from promotion to admiral. She and I worked well together, too.” He stopped walking and looked Tanda in the eyes. “I've read your file, and I believe you can fill those shoes,” he said, reaching out and patting her on the forearm.

Tanda let a smile play over her lips before her usual serious mien took hold once more. “Thank you, sir.” She motioned to the aft doors that led to the rest of the ship. “If you'll follow me, we'll begin our tour in the engine room...”
*****

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Date Posted: 8/11 4:39pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
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Pellaeon is very cool and knows how to handle himself around Klingons LOL

Pryl is cool also.

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Date Posted: 8/11 5:25pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
Aw...... Poor TK (again). Glad she has friends.


Love the exchange between Picard and Sisko. "Every other week" indeed. ;-)

I love the respect Palleon and Martok have for each other. Two old warriors preparing for battle.

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Date Posted: 8/11 9:00pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
Loved the conversation with Lusa, Tenel Ka, Hinata, Hotaru, and Picard. Tenel Ka's got several good points, though I don't blame her for her moodiness. Picard met Ta'a Chume? Ouch. No wonder he was a bit nervous about Tenel Ka pulling something. Oh sweet stars, you really went whole hog with Starbase Babylon (and I am rather pleased that you used the name I came up with). Loved Logk's remark about the second Picard Maneuver. Every other week! laugh laugh Oooh ... love the Thrawn. And the two old warriors meeting in person ... awesome. Sounds like you've got a good captain for the Thrawn ... seems like a mix between Tenel Ka and Tasha Yar in an Imperial uniform. The Borg had better watch out, 'cause the Klingons are rrrreadyyyy to RRRRUUMMMMBLLEEE!

 

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Date Posted: 8/11 9:03pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
Great post and Klingons and imperials applause

Nice to see Tenel Ka and Lusa applause

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Date Posted: 8/11 9:37pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
One of the other officers glanced over. “And Doctor Crushed did a wonderful job of stitching you back together,” she deadpanned.

*unsucessfully tries to contain a snort of laughter*


Ahh! The familiar faces! ^_^



So... I don't think Tenel Ka getting her aggressions out is necessarily a bad thing... right?” She looked to Tenel Ka. “As long as you didn't... enjoy it too much. Did you? Enjoy it too much, I mean."

*muses on that a bit* You know, what with righteous anger and all- and yes, I remember Yoda's "You will know when you are calm... at peace... passive" speech- but I find it really hard to belive that a bit of aggression is so terribly awful for Jedi, so long as they do not lose control. I would submit that the Dark Side is more about selfishness than flat-out anger, and therefore Tenel Ka is okey dokey. But to be fair, Mara's my favorite character and if anyone favors aggression....



~I knew it was dishonorable of you, but still... politics can twist anyone. And I've met your grandmother...” He trailed off at the end, face flushing.
~Tenel Ka blanched. “Oh... I suppose I can see why you'd think such things after meeting my father's side of the family.”

No problemo, Johnny. Everyone makes that mistake. *looks nervously over at Tenel Ka* Once.



“Why can I not get over this? Why am I lurching from one extreme to the other?”

Hormones? raised_brow

tongue



~Logk walked over to them and held up his hands. “I've never had an urge to tug on the front of my uniform, but I just did now! What else will happen here? I've never been to the Federation before, but the stories I've heard, especially the Tschel Incident make me wonder if-”
~“Captain Logk!” Picard barked, silencing the Zabrak. He held up a hand. “Contrary to popular belief, we do not find omnipotent energy beings, odd particles or weird subspace phenomena every week. I am fairly certain the New Republic has its own share of oddities just waiting to be discovered.”

laugh *cough*Waru!*cough*



Warp grilles had been placed on the ventral hull, flanking the main power core. Disruptor turrets had been added at strategic locations, while the command tower had been lowered, the entire structure rebuilt so it presented less of a target.

*nods approvingly* A design worthy of it's monniker!

*still sniffles for poor, wounded Chimera, though...*




*waves goodbye* Have fun with your nephew! And have a safe trip! We'll hold down the fort here! ^_^

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(See?! See how well we're taking care of things?!!!)

 

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Date Posted: 8/16 9:53pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
Duckie would be the baby duckbill dinosaur from the movie The Land Before Time. (*highfive to Jaded_Girl*) Watch it some time. It's fun.

Positive: no more lightning, and I think all the fires are out now.

Negative: ...actually, I'm not going to say... It involved losing things in plain sight while a patient's parent watched. Grr... Arrg...


“I received a bit of a pep talk from your tactical officer, Tirsek,” she said, massaging her jaw slightly.

One of the other officers glanced over. “And Doctor Crushed did a wonderful job of stitching you back together,” she deadpanned.

That must have been some pep talk... and Dr. Crusher must have some interesting stories, huh?

“And you are?” she asked the young ensign.

“Hotaru Tomoe,” she answered. She held a hand out across the table. “Lusa's told me a lot about you.”

Tenel Ka accepted the hand. “All good things, I hope.” A faint smile graced her lips, but it fell away as she looked to Lusa. “They were all... good things, yes?”

laugh (Needed that! So, so needed that!) And am utterly glad that a Sailor Senshi is at least present for a problem of Borgyness magnitude.

“Sorry,” she said. “My people got a lot more information through sight than other means.” She pointed to her small nose and ears. “We're called living tricorders by some, but it's a bit of an exaggeration.”

You know... suddenly I've got this urge to at least try watching Naruto...

“That does not sound very Jedi-like to me, Tenel Ka. Wouldn't you agree, Lusa?” he asked, looking to the young lieutenant.

Lusa blinked. She glanced to Tenel Ka, then to Picard, then to Hinata and Hotaru. She opened her mouth, then closed it again. Sweat beaded on her forehead before she finally spoke. “I think... the path of the Jedi can take many forms. And the path of the Jedi is only one route for the Force, one current in the ocean, as Master Skywalker has said. I've heard the Vulcans are contemplating founding their own Order. So... I don't think Tenel Ka getting her aggressions out is necessarily a bad thing... right?” She looked to Tenel Ka. “As long as you didn't... enjoy it too much. Did you? Enjoy it too much, I mean.”

Picard, though he has somewhat of a point in regard to Tenel Ka... is kinda wrong, as Lusa's pointing out. If she needed to let it out in order to feel better and put things in perspective, then she did the right thing. A clouded mind is not something one should go into battle with.

“The thought was gnawing at the back of my mind. I knew it was dishonorable of you, but still... politics can twist anyone. And I've met your grandmother...” He trailed off at the end, face flushing.

She must have made quite an impression. Wow.


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Date Posted: 9/2 1:44pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
*wanders into thread with the intention of doing some spring... well, late summer/early fall cleaning*

*ties a Mako-chan bandana around her forehead*

*takes windex and polishes the little stars that have again appeared by her name and avatar*

*starts sweeping the floor, removing a fine coating of dust, tribble droppings and the occasional bit of leftover confetti*

*finds a half-empty jug of Romulan Ale and decides to bring it home... just so that it doesn't go bad, of course...*

*nestles a carjack under one corner of the thread and starts cranking*

*the thread slowly lifts*

*starts feather dusting underneath the thread while muttering to herself* Galloping Gorns, it's filthy under here!

*finally finished, she puts out a fresh tablecloth and a freshly picked chameleon rose in a vase on the table*


Ahhh! There we are! *beams* And it all smells like lemons!

*whistles to herself as she leaves the thread*

*ducks back in again briefly*


Oh yeah! Up!

 

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*finds a half-empty jug of Romulan Ale and decides to bring it home... just so that it doesn't go bad, of course...*

Hey, I think that's mine. tongue whistling Glad you did the rest of the cleaning, though.

 

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Date Posted: 9/5 8:13am Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009 - Date Edited: 9/5 8:14am (1 edits total) Edited By: Jaded_Girl
*waves hand at ZebNeb* This is my half-empty jug of Romulan Ale...

tongue


Uppers.

 

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Date Posted: 9/7 1:31pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
Jaded_Girl posted:
*waves hand at ZebNeb* This is my half-empty jug of Romulan Ale...

tongue


Uppers.


Fine ... it's not like I don't have a case of the stuff. tongue

P.S. I'm not weak minded ...

 

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Date Posted: 9/8 4:01pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 8/11/2009
*Peeks back in* I'm baaaack... grin grin

I had a great time in California with my sister, brother-in-law and nephew.



Me, my nephew David and bro-in-law Frank.

Jade_eyes-Yes, he does. Just keep a cool head and plenty of blood wine around. wink I've almost fallen in love with Pryl simply due to her photo. wink

Juliet-I'm glad she does, too. Don't want her to be too lonely. LOL, yeah. Sometimes they have to deal with 'regular' aliens. wink I did have fun, thanks. happy

Zeb-Glad you liked the convo. Yeah, Ta'a Chume can do that to someone. Thanks for the name suggestion. happy Did you see her pic? wink Seriously, she looks like Tenel Ka in an imperial uniform. laugh SSM12 did the Thrawn's writeup. happy

earlybird-Thanks. Glad you liked those two together.

Jaded_Girl-Thanks for cleaning up the thread. happy hugs I think with aggression, if you're not someone like Mara with iron self-control, it can become a slippery slope deal. Johnny would only make the mistake once until he got to know Tenel Ka a bit better. wink Hormones? shhh Pshaw, Waru is a mid-seaosn episode for TNG. tongue Yes, poor Chimaera... but what about poor Vana? She lost an arm in the attack. And yes, you took care of things great. happy

Daena-Perhaps I'll see it. Good no more lightning, bad... thing. sad LOL, maybe I should use a beta one of these days. Hotaru is there... but is she a Senshi here? mischief And yes, Ta'a Chume made an impression. Maybe I'll write it someday...

Sorry about the shortish post. Got other fics to update as well. Oh, also started a short Doctor Who/pre-NJO crossover called Starting Anew The Doctor against Vergere. Oh, whoever shall win? tongue

Here we go!

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Chapter Three: Distractions
Unicomplex, Delta Quadrant
“... And Chewie opened the door, the bucket of water tipping over and dousing him. I swear, he smelled like a damp rug for a week!”

Queen Jaina reared her head back and laughed, her face contorting with glee. She wiped her eye with her hand, her pale cheeks almost gaining some color. “W-what did you do to Wes?” she asked Chewie, who was standing near Lowie in the back.

Chewie looked up and bared his fangs. [I did some... 'modifications' to his communicator so he sounded like an Ewok whenever he spoke. Unfortunately, he liked it and kept it as another setting.] He shook his furry head and growled. [Should've gone with the Hutt setting.]

Another laugh came from Queen Jaina. “Oh, of course! My Wes had the same Ewok fascination as yours.” She sighed and her shoulders drooped slightly, the black armor shifting. “During one encounter with the Vong, he accidentally flirted with me, then commented about thinking I was still nine-years old.” Her hand clenched. “If he could only see me now,” she muttered. The scanner over her right eye flashed and brightened. “If only they could all see me, all grown up.”

Han looked her over. “Wouldn't it be the same thing I'd say?”

Queen Jaina shook her head. “No, silly man. You're similar, but not the same. I doubt you'd shun Anakin or get drunk or... well, maybe you would.” She leaned forward and rubbed her chin with her hand. “How would you react to Chewie dying so Anakin could live?”

Han looked away. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and composed his thoughts. “You're right. That wouldn't be me. How could...” He looked back to Chewie, then to his youngest child as he stood next to Tahiri. He blinked in a vain attempt to stop the moisture forming in his eyes. “I just-how-”

Chewie strode up to Han and rubbed his paw over Han's hair, ruffling it up even more. [If that was my fate, then dying to save the Cub's life would be a great way to go into the Shadowlands.]

Han swallowed. “But I wouldn't want you to die,” he whispered.

Chewie whined slightly before enveloping Han in a hug. [Better me than the Cub, Honor Brother.] He let go of Han and turned to Queen Jaina. He bared his fangs, roared and growled. [Why did you tell him that?]

“Why not?” Queen Jaina responded. She waved her hand about. “You should know about the differences in the realities, if you hope to understand me.” She glanced to Anakin. “Didn't matter, though. Anakin died on Myrkr, gutted by a Vong in some heroic last stand.” He brow wrinkled, casting shadows over her eye. “He died so I could live, so the Voxyn could be stopped... and I hate him for it.” She tapped her chest on the armor, right above where her heart was replaced by a literal pump.

Han could only voice a single word. “Why?”

“Because he died... and let me live,” Queen Jaina said. Silence permeated the throne room before her head cocked to the side. “If you will excuse me, there are matters of the Collective I must attend to.” She rose from her chair, cables disconnecting once more from her spinal column and snaking back into her chair. She turned and walked back to the aft hatch, pausing at Jaina. “He died for you,” she half-whispered before leaving.

Han waited until the hatch sealed before he walked back to Chewie. Threepio walked over, his new joints enabling him to keep up better. “There are passive monitoring devices active when Queen Jaina is not here,” the protocol droid reported.

Han nodded. “Of course.” He looked to Lowie's syren-fiber belt and the small lumpy translator droid attached there. “Em-Teedee, what do you think? Any chance of hacking their mainframe?”

Em Teedee's optics brightened, then dimmed. “I am afraid not, Captain Solo,” he said in a tinny voice. “My wireless interface has neither the transmitting strength nor the processing power to even begin to hack the Collective.”

Han swayed slightly and wiped his brow with his already-soaked sleeve. “Damn, it's hot in here.” He stepped back walked over to a slot in the wall. “Water, cold.” The replicator hummed before a bottle of water formed from a swirl of molecules. He took it, unscrewed the top and took a long gulp from it. “Why do the Borg like it so hot?”

Chewie grunted and held out his arms. [You think you've got it bad? I grew up in a jungle and think it's uncomfortable!]

Han paused, then smirked. “You've got a point,” he admitted. He looked to Threepio, then down to Em Teedee. “What about you two? How are your circuits?”

Threepio's optics brightened. “Oh, how kind of you to ask, Captain Solo! My internal fans and other cooling systems are operating at a higher level than normal, but it is a relatively small drain.”

“I can concur,” Em Teedee chirped. “And I have even less problems, although if I were to engage my repulsorlifts, I would experience worse problems than Threepio.”

Han crossed his arms and paced a bit, his boots clomping on the deck plating. His wandering eventually took him in front of Leia. He looked up at her and into her blank eyes. “I'm reaching her, but there are so many questions!” His arms snaked out and he took his wife by the upper arms. “How can I find out more?” His eyes suddenly broke the gaze. “And do I want to?”

Leia's arms suddenly shifted in his arms. Her eyes focused and narrowed. Her mouth opened slightly. “Hhhhhhhhhh...” she groaned out. Her teeth clenched together. “Hhhhhaaaaa...”

“Come on!” Han shouted, tightening his grip. “Break through, your worshipfulness! There's no way this alternate Jaina can beat you.”
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“You can do it, Leia! Feel the Force, like I taught you and you learned!”

Anakin Skywalker approached Luke as both stood in the blue ether of the Force. He reached out to his son and patted him on the shoulder. “I know how hard this must be, Luke, but you can't interfere. Queen Jaina would know something was up and clamp down even harder!”

Luke turned to Anakin, his eyes stricken. “I know, I know! I just wish...” He trailed off and looked down, unable to complete his thoughts.

A young woman approached him. She had her hair done up in an elaborate style, contrasting the simplicity of her dress. “Ani's right,” Padme Amidala-Skywalker said. She took her husband's hand with her right and caressed Luke's cheek with her left. “Striking too soon would ultimately accomplish nothing-and hand Queen Jaina total control over you.”

Luke brushed his hand against Padme's, still in awe of being able to touch and see his mother. “I know.” He looked up at her, then to Anakin. “I still can't believe I can see you, or talk to you!” He smiled slightly. “Probably the only good thing coming out of this.”

Ben Kenobi and James Kirk approached from Luke's right. “One of them, but not all,” Ben said. He looked to the window into the living and Han's group. “He has the same hope you had, all those years ago. Turning someone from the Dark Side is one of the hardest tasks in the galaxy-either galaxy.”

Jim spoke up. “And you being here has other benefits, Luke. If Queen Jaina had been able to fully assimilate you while your soul was still in its body, she'd be able to project the Hive Mind into every Jedi in both realities.”

Luke shuddered. He looked to the window into the living and narrowed his eyes. The image faded out, wavering and rippling before reforming into the image of a gas giant with over thirteen moons orbiting it. “I have to know...”
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Yavin IV
Twenty Defense Force shuttles descended through the atmosphere, the boxy landing craft circling around a small grass field in front of the Great Temple. They touched down in circular formation, laser turrets swiveling around. The main hatches popped open and Defense Force soldiers poured out.

Each one sported heavy armor, blaster rifles and wore a backpack with piping along the top. A fur-covered ysalamiri was wound across the pipes, claws sunk into holes in the frame for nutrients.

Colonel Judder Page emerged from one of the shuttles. He looked up to the Great Temple's entrance as a grizzled man in Jedi robes emerged. “Kam!” he shouted.

Kam Solusar marched down the steps, robe fluttering behind. “Good to see you,” he said, reaching Page. He wavered slightly as he entered the 'dead zone' of the Force created by the ysalamari. “We're all right, relatively speaking. But is it true about the others?”

Page nodded. “Luke was assimilated by the Borg, and through him...” He trailed off and shook his head. “Those closest to him, like drones themselves.” He looked back up at Kam. “What about here?”

“We felt a tugging on our minds,” Kam said. “Streen nearly had an aneurism from it, but it suddenly cut off.” He shrugged. “Good thing, too. Some of us were starting to utter things about assimilation and resistance.”

Page breathed out a sigh of relief. “I'm glad to hear. We've got other teams headed to Dagobah, Ossus and Dantooine, as well as a team at the Temple on Coruscant.”

Kam glanced back at the Temple as an older man with a wild beard and a muscular woman wearing lizard-hide armor walked up. “Wise precautions,” he admitted. He shuddered slightly. “Tionne...”

Streen placed a hand on Kam's shoulder. “They'll get her back, Kam. I'm sure of it.”

Kirana Ti bobbed her head. “Where there is life, there is hope.”
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Luke wiped his eyes. A small smile crossed his mouth. “They're all right.” He looked back to Ben and Jim. “You were right.”

Jim shrugged. He drifted over, his feet never moving. “I wish I wasn't,” he said. He held out his hand and a glass of water appeared in it. “Here, drink this.”

Luke took the glass. He looked it over before drinking some of it. “How does this work?”

“Your mind creates it,” Ben explained. He smirked. “Don't think about it too much. You'll just get a headache.”

“Despite not technically having a head?” Luke quipped.

Anakin barked a laugh. “It seems being married to Mara has sharpened your tongue.”

Luke smiled. “She's kept me on my toes throughout.” His smile softened. “I wish you could've met her.”

Padme reached out a hand to him. “She's a good woman, Luke. Perhaps...”

“Perhaps?”

Padme bit her lip slightly. “Sorry, spoke a bit too much there.” She waved her hand at her son. “You don't want to ask anymore about that.”

Anakin looked down at her and arched an eyebrow. “Padme?”

His wife looked at her hand before tucking it into a pocket. Even through the blue tinge, everyone could see her blush. “Sorry. Well, everyone else around here does it, even James!”

The late Captain of the Enterprise flashed her a smile. “Well, when you've talked enough malfunctioning computers into destroying themselves...”

Anakin chuckled and shook his head. “That one with NOMAD was particularly good, Jim. I wonder how you would've fared in a sparring match with Palpatine.”

Jim opened his mouth, then closed it again, his eyebrows rising slightly. “I think I'll pass on that one,” he said, half-smiling.
*****

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Date Posted: 9/8 4:58pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 9/8/2009
Come on Leia you can do it!

I felt so bad for Luke having to watch from the ethereal sidelines, so to speak. But as Kirana Ti said, where there's Light, there's hope.

Look forward to more.

 

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