Yesterdays events...
I was awake a bit again. I had access to my datapad. Deomo is in a chair by my bed. I can still hear the humming in my mind. He must have hummed for me and our daughter all day and night. I can sense her energy resonating with his tunes. He hasn't left my side... and is still holding my hand. *relieved... calm... safe* The doctor said a specialist may be here tonite to see me. I am to remain in bed.
*sigh*
This has been a real scare. And I guess I can attribute it to yesterday's events.... the run from the Imperial squads.
So here is the journal entry that I could not upload before... sorry... it is very long:
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Sunday, January 29, xxx5
I sat and planned out several other things.
I looked over my current skills:
-Brawl: Master of Unarmed Combat Techniques
-Brawl: Master of 2-Handed Combat Techniques
-Medic: first aid & diagnoastics
-Master Scout (professional mastery)
-Ranger: Advance Camp Engineering
-Ranger: Field Bioscience Hunting Mastery
I assessed what I still needed to learn:
-Master Swordsman (professional mastery)
-Teras Kasi Arts: Master Meditative Techniques
These will come in time. I have to hold off on the hunting until I am past the critical phase of the pregnancy. Later today, after I speak with Kayon, I will sit down and try to remember my early training so I can then train Elca. Hm... Jedi Codes. I want to speak to Kayon about these. I will also do some research of my own. I can get a good connection to the Theed's Library if I camp not too far from the city. Also, I could stop at some of the Force Shrines or the Cantooine Jedi Temple Ruins and see if I can find anything in those places. I stopped in Coronet to get enhanced with some buffs from a doc... in anticipation of touring Dantooine. It is not a safe planet and I want to be well protected.
I stopped in Theed to see if the specialist was going to be around for me to see. I have to see a specialist in Zabrak birthing. The specialist was only to arrive Monday or Tuesday. As I was about to leave, a young girl, a Twi'lek, from SSS said hello to me. Deomo soon arrived. He thought we ought to meet. *shrug* Her name was Adriane. Her family had been killed on Ryl in a battle with the Imperials. Her mother was among the rare warrior class. Rarer still to think a woman in that class. She hopes to be as brave and strong as her mother was. *confused* I asked her why she was Imperial and part of SSS if they killed her family. She said that they had taken her in and raised her. That... she now owes all that she has and is to the Empire. She dreams of being a fine warrior. For now she is an armorsmith and a Teras Kasi Master ... her spirit ... I sense will be as strong as she hopes. She need only recognize that she already is. Deomo was a bit tough on her for being so lax and out of uniform. That I think is my fault... my lax influence. *smile*
Deomo ran a short errand while I said goodbye to Adriane and sought a goot spot to camp and research. A young brash Jedi named Gabrielle from EoTF came by as Deomo arrived. She was so cocky that I almost wished Deomo had not dropped the Bounty Hunter profession. She really needs to be slapped down hard. I hope she turns up on the terminals and gets hunted. It might teach her some humility and humbleness. Then again... maybe not. Then another rebel dropped into my camp. Korin. I looked up his bio... Oy... Slave Trader! HOW!?! *grrrrr* He is also a Bounty Hunter, so he and Deomo chatted. I focused on my research and tried to ignore him... or I might kill him without thinking.
Shortly after Korin left my camp... I found a semi-corrupted file and ran it through the rebel clean-up program on my datapad. Some scrawlings of Jedi Codes... I saved them for later reference. I will clean them up further later after I speak with Kayon.
Just as I packed my DP away, three squads of stormtroopers "stormed" my camp! They surrounded me and shoved me to the ground to search me. They searched me according to Imperial Directive 110774b. CONTRABAND! KARK! My sliced armor and weapons... and equipment. My rebel DP. KARK! Normally they would fine me. But this time they didn't. My name came up flagged on their Imperial scanners. KARK! They charged me and intended to punish me by Imperial Directive 121x-421c... which is Public Execution of a Rebel Agent!! Deomo stepped in. Pulled rank. Along the bond, he told me to run. I did. He bought me enough time to hop my swoop and take off. Deomo was soon behind me... as was a squad of stoopers... firing! Another squad landed ahead of me!! I plowed through them. *STRESS* I may be buffed... but I have no armor on!!! KARK! *TWINGE* Gods... not now. I swerved through a forest and around factories on an island and sped through the alleyways of some city. When we gained some distance, we pulled to a shuttle and hopped it to Moenia. Deomo kept me covered and fetched his ship. I needed to see a Rebel recruiter and get them to slice my name off the overt list. We sat in Deomo's new-smelling sorosuub. I was going through several very mild, almost imperceptable twinges... I needed to see the recruiter and then sit and relax. We flew to Rori... to the Rebel Outpost. Deomo stayed in the port in his ship... unseen. I walked out in search of the recruiter. I found him and had my name cleared. He warned me it would take about an hour and that I should lay low till then or hide out somewhere. Deomo said he would hide me in his ship till my name was clean again. *sigh*
I sat... feeling nauseous. Deomo needs more practice flying this ship. It doesn't handle like a tie-fighter. We sat in the top room. I watched him walk about. He... did not look well either. Pale and drained. He looked very wane. The pendant is having a very heavy toll on him. I can sometimes feel his pain, the struggle, the nightmares. They wake me from time to time. He is tired. I know he is no longer up to par for protecting me. It bothers him that he isn't. He sat down with me to explain this. He told me again about the tests he wants to do on his pendant... in the hopes that he finds a weakness. *worry*
*small wave of mild twinges* *breathe* I softly reached with my own energy to caress the energy within me that is not me... but the daughter I know I will have. *smile* I will be a mother. *smile* Easy my dearheart... we are both here for you.
The topic of conversation took a swing I did not anticipate. It was like something gripped both my heart and my lungs and squeezed hard without letting go. "Scar'let, our tai'shn bond must come to an end." *shock* "You and Max... belong together. No matter how much I love you... I know you are his... and I cannot live like this." *saddness & pain* His word tore me apart. I understood them. He was right. But... they still tore me apart. Gods... will I then never see him? Never train with him? Never sit in his lap for a moment of peace and tenderness? What about our daughter? *TWINGE* Gods... *dizzy* Several waves of medium twinges hit me. I couldn't breathe. I was ... *scared* I lay onto my side. *twinge* Deomo lay down with me and held me... humming to me and his daughter. Reaching for her, he soothed her with his energy and cradled her as best he could. She reached back to hold onto him. She recognizes his humming and his energy. *weak smile* The waves were small but I knew I was ghostly white. They eased... over 10 or 20 minutes. This was not right. When the waves mostly passed, Deomo flew us back to land in Theed.
I told him I needed to go to the med centre. I.. felt ill. He dashed ahead of me to ensure the way was clear. I walked in to not see Deomo. The room spun suddenly. I collapsed. My breath came short. Awareness waved in and out. *panic* Some woman lifted me onto a bed. She checked me out and administers an injection while her and Deomo spat harsh words at each other. *darkness* I must have been given a sedative. I tried to fight it as she ... drew blood from me? *darkness* When next I stirred, I saw many blue lights. "Rest easy, my love. I am here." Deomo took my hand and caressed my cheek. He sat and began to hum. Deep down... I was really scared. Awareness was a struggle. The humming was soothing. I drifted into darkness again...
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*sigh*
This has been a real scare. And I guess I can attribute it to yesterday's events.... the run from the Imperial squads.
So here is the journal entry that I could not upload before... sorry... it is very long:
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Sunday, January 29, xxx5
I sat and planned out several other things.
I looked over my current skills:
-Brawl: Master of Unarmed Combat Techniques
-Brawl: Master of 2-Handed Combat Techniques
-Medic: first aid & diagnoastics
-Master Scout (professional mastery)
-Ranger: Advance Camp Engineering
-Ranger: Field Bioscience Hunting Mastery
I assessed what I still needed to learn:
-Master Swordsman (professional mastery)
-Teras Kasi Arts: Master Meditative Techniques
These will come in time. I have to hold off on the hunting until I am past the critical phase of the pregnancy. Later today, after I speak with Kayon, I will sit down and try to remember my early training so I can then train Elca. Hm... Jedi Codes. I want to speak to Kayon about these. I will also do some research of my own. I can get a good connection to the Theed's Library if I camp not too far from the city. Also, I could stop at some of the Force Shrines or the Cantooine Jedi Temple Ruins and see if I can find anything in those places. I stopped in Coronet to get enhanced with some buffs from a doc... in anticipation of touring Dantooine. It is not a safe planet and I want to be well protected.
I stopped in Theed to see if the specialist was going to be around for me to see. I have to see a specialist in Zabrak birthing. The specialist was only to arrive Monday or Tuesday. As I was about to leave, a young girl, a Twi'lek, from SSS said hello to me. Deomo soon arrived. He thought we ought to meet. *shrug* Her name was Adriane. Her family had been killed on Ryl in a battle with the Imperials. Her mother was among the rare warrior class. Rarer still to think a woman in that class. She hopes to be as brave and strong as her mother was. *confused* I asked her why she was Imperial and part of SSS if they killed her family. She said that they had taken her in and raised her. That... she now owes all that she has and is to the Empire. She dreams of being a fine warrior. For now she is an armorsmith and a Teras Kasi Master ... her spirit ... I sense will be as strong as she hopes. She need only recognize that she already is. Deomo was a bit tough on her for being so lax and out of uniform. That I think is my fault... my lax influence. *smile*
Deomo ran a short errand while I said goodbye to Adriane and sought a goot spot to camp and research. A young brash Jedi named Gabrielle from EoTF came by as Deomo arrived. She was so cocky that I almost wished Deomo had not dropped the Bounty Hunter profession. She really needs to be slapped down hard. I hope she turns up on the terminals and gets hunted. It might teach her some humility and humbleness. Then again... maybe not. Then another rebel dropped into my camp. Korin. I looked up his bio... Oy... Slave Trader! HOW!?! *grrrrr* He is also a Bounty Hunter, so he and Deomo chatted. I focused on my research and tried to ignore him... or I might kill him without thinking.
Shortly after Korin left my camp... I found a semi-corrupted file and ran it through the rebel clean-up program on my datapad. Some scrawlings of Jedi Codes... I saved them for later reference. I will clean them up further later after I speak with Kayon.
Just as I packed my DP away, three squads of stormtroopers "stormed" my camp! They surrounded me and shoved me to the ground to search me. They searched me according to Imperial Directive 110774b. CONTRABAND! KARK! My sliced armor and weapons... and equipment. My rebel DP. KARK! Normally they would fine me. But this time they didn't. My name came up flagged on their Imperial scanners. KARK! They charged me and intended to punish me by Imperial Directive 121x-421c... which is Public Execution of a Rebel Agent!! Deomo stepped in. Pulled rank. Along the bond, he told me to run. I did. He bought me enough time to hop my swoop and take off. Deomo was soon behind me... as was a squad of stoopers... firing! Another squad landed ahead of me!! I plowed through them. *STRESS* I may be buffed... but I have no armor on!!! KARK! *TWINGE* Gods... not now. I swerved through a forest and around factories on an island and sped through the alleyways of some city. When we gained some distance, we pulled to a shuttle and hopped it to Moenia. Deomo kept me covered and fetched his ship. I needed to see a Rebel recruiter and get them to slice my name off the overt list. We sat in Deomo's new-smelling sorosuub. I was going through several very mild, almost imperceptable twinges... I needed to see the recruiter and then sit and relax. We flew to Rori... to the Rebel Outpost. Deomo stayed in the port in his ship... unseen. I walked out in search of the recruiter. I found him and had my name cleared. He warned me it would take about an hour and that I should lay low till then or hide out somewhere. Deomo said he would hide me in his ship till my name was clean again. *sigh*
I sat... feeling nauseous. Deomo needs more practice flying this ship. It doesn't handle like a tie-fighter. We sat in the top room. I watched him walk about. He... did not look well either. Pale and drained. He looked very wane. The pendant is having a very heavy toll on him. I can sometimes feel his pain, the struggle, the nightmares. They wake me from time to time. He is tired. I know he is no longer up to par for protecting me. It bothers him that he isn't. He sat down with me to explain this. He told me again about the tests he wants to do on his pendant... in the hopes that he finds a weakness. *worry*
*small wave of mild twinges* *breathe* I softly reached with my own energy to caress the energy within me that is not me... but the daughter I know I will have. *smile* I will be a mother. *smile* Easy my dearheart... we are both here for you.
The topic of conversation took a swing I did not anticipate. It was like something gripped both my heart and my lungs and squeezed hard without letting go. "Scar'let, our tai'shn bond must come to an end." *shock* "You and Max... belong together. No matter how much I love you... I know you are his... and I cannot live like this." *saddness & pain* His word tore me apart. I understood them. He was right. But... they still tore me apart. Gods... will I then never see him? Never train with him? Never sit in his lap for a moment of peace and tenderness? What about our daughter? *TWINGE* Gods... *dizzy* Several waves of medium twinges hit me. I couldn't breathe. I was ... *scared* I lay onto my side. *twinge* Deomo lay down with me and held me... humming to me and his daughter. Reaching for her, he soothed her with his energy and cradled her as best he could. She reached back to hold onto him. She recognizes his humming and his energy. *weak smile* The waves were small but I knew I was ghostly white. They eased... over 10 or 20 minutes. This was not right. When the waves mostly passed, Deomo flew us back to land in Theed.
I told him I needed to go to the med centre. I.. felt ill. He dashed ahead of me to ensure the way was clear. I walked in to not see Deomo. The room spun suddenly. I collapsed. My breath came short. Awareness waved in and out. *panic* Some woman lifted me onto a bed. She checked me out and administers an injection while her and Deomo spat harsh words at each other. *darkness* I must have been given a sedative. I tried to fight it as she ... drew blood from me? *darkness* When next I stirred, I saw many blue lights. "Rest easy, my love. I am here." Deomo took my hand and caressed my cheek. He sat and began to hum. Deep down... I was really scared. Awareness was a struggle. The humming was soothing. I drifted into darkness again...
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