"Hmm... perhaps you are right.' Said Avenger, "what surprises me is that the Jedi and the Sith are so similar, close enough to be the same, yet they still insist on disagreeing and fighting. Some Sith are evil, think only of themselves, and betray others, but there are Jedi who are the exact same way. There are a lot of kind Jedi, who always think of others, and there is at least one Sith I know who is the same way. Someday I hope that the Jedi and the Sith will have to fight side-by-side, and forget their differences, but I do not know if that day will ever come. Well let us put aside these thoughts and get to lunch." He walked back to Havec and asked, "so who will cook the bird? Is there any way I can help?"

"Glad to help," said the Drake as he walked over to the spice shelf. It didn't take him long to find the jar she mentioned, and he pulled it off the shelf. he walked back to Havec, all the time studying the writing on the jar. It wasn't in any writing that he'd seen before so he asked, "what spice is this? I've given it a smell but I can't recognise it. Also the writing is unfamiliar, what language is it?" He came up to the counter and placed the jar on the bench. "Can I help with anything else, maybe I could pluck the feathers to help it boil faster?"

"Sounds like quite a complicated language," he said with a smile, "but I'm sure you know it perfectly. My people never really had a language of our own but with our special skills in memorising things we usually learned the language of the planet we were residing on or near in the space of a month. I have been many places and know many languages, at least sixteen, maybe more. This language of yours interests me, though I suspect I won't learn it nearly as fast as I did others. Anyway I suppose if there is not much else for me to do I'll just stay here and talk to you..."

Raziel ran out of his ship and over to the cage, he shielded his eyes because there was still smoke from the blast, the smoke cleared and raziel could not believe his eyes, it had barely made a dent, "i'm going to see what this is made of" raziel said as he pulled out a small scanner, he pressed a button and a blue ray covered the cage, "analysis complete, substance: adamantium" a computerized voice said, "DAMN IT!" raziel shouted as he threw the device to the ground, "adamantium, this is just great, it's indestructible" raziel moaned, "what am i going to do now?" he asked himself as he ran a hand through his long white hair.

((sorry for the long absence, i was having a star wars geek sleepover at my friend's house. unfortunately, he dosn't have internet ))

Steelven sat quietly in the cage, full of chagrin, too embarrassed to even speak to Raziel. I'm supposed to be a Sith Master. Yet, I keep allowing stupid and petty things to happen to me lately. This time, it's gotten me stuck in a stupid indestructable cage!!! I'm not supposed to be this weak!!! "Ahhhhh!!!" furiously yelled Steelven. His fury had increased to astounding levels, and the ground began to shake around him. He started to yell strange words, perhaps the language of his alien race that not even he himself knew. The cage began to shake greatly. Finally, the cage blew apart. Steelven wasn't even looking around him to see that he had set himself free. He kept yelling those strange words. After a few seconds, Steelven calmed down and fell to the ground, exhausted. "Please, Raziel, I'd like to leave this wrethced planet, now." How did I do that? And those words...

((I have been gone for the past few days, due to vacation, could somebody tell me what has happened while I was away?))

Raziel just stared at steelven in amazement, "how did you" he whispered quietly, he shook it off though, "anyway lets get you inside, i'll radio ahead to havec" he said as he went and fetched steelven a blanket.

"With a little bit of practice, and some simplifications to make it pronounceable without wings, I'm sure you could learn it" she replied, pulling the plucked bird from the pot. It had turned a brownish-tan colour, and all its feathers were gone. "There, it's ready, now all we have to do is wait for the others. I felt in the Force, just now, a surge from Mr. Cyborg, I believe they shall be joining us soon."

((Your character, Sneak, has probably been sitting the whole time in Havec's quarters. Havec and Aven disappeared for awhile into a tunnel hidden in her room, then returned with a dead bird and proceeded to cook it.))

When he got inside of Raziel's ship, he sat down, huddled around his blanket. While he was regaining his warmth, he started to remember strange memories of his life of when he was a lonely child. I pratically never learned any of our native language, I never even learned what species I am. I didn't even know what planet I was on. I always lived off of those strange fruits that were stockpiled in my house. I felt I was going to be alone forever. Until that one day, that Jedi... He then remembered that he forgot to check himself for his equipment. He opened the blanket and looked. Well, all four lightsabers are there, and I don't think I brought anything else out of my ship. He closed the blanket again, still desperate for warmth. I wonder if Havec has ever worried or cared for my safety? I bet she thinks I can handle myself, although I wish that she...sigh, I should stop thinking about that. Besides, she still calls me "Mr. Cyborg". How can she be so happy-go-lucky all the time? She still perplexes my mind... After thinking his thoughts, Steelven drifted off to sleep.

"Well that's a relief," said Avenger, "they'll be back safely in no time, and we'll already have lunch prepared for them! Just one last thing... I was wondering if someone could teach me your language. It has been a goal in my life to learn all languages, that way I can speak easily to all people, be a bridge between all worlds. Perhaps that is just another childish fantasy but I would still like to try... so, can someone teach me?"

As raziel manned the cockpit he looked back and saw that steelven was asleep, "well he deserves it" raziel thought to himself as he started up the boot up sequence and engaged the warpdrive, his ship then rose out of the planets atmosphere, once he was out of the atmosphere he engaged the warpdrive and the ship disappeared in a flash of light.


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Raziel landed the ship and walked to the main chamber of his ship, he then walked over to steeelven and started to shake him awake, "steelven, we're here" raziel said as he tried to shake him awake.

"I would be glad if you could teach me, Lord Havec." Said Avenger, formal as always. He turned to Riven and said "by the way I believe I had something to tell you, you see I had dreams, dreams that told of faraway places, of the past, of the present, of the future. On of these dreams told of your plight, of the dead monarch. I do not believe these dreams I see to be mere snippets of random events, I believe them to be something of importance. The dream I had of Steelven and the dream I had of your dead king I believe are related. Tell me, did this king, or anyone in his court have powers over the force, were they a Sith or a Jedi?" He looked away, and towards the tapestry, thinking, calculating the series of events in his mind. If Riven said what he thought he was going to say then Avenger's worst fears would be confirmed. Could someone be hunting down the users of the force and killing them? If so, why? All these questions had to be answered befroe it was too late.

"So, you're saying your dreams are telling you something? But anyway, I don't think the king had any powers of the Force. There was one member of his court who was a Jedi once, but why do you ask?"

"Hmm... my fears are confirmed. I believe that there is someone out there who is trying to destroy those who use the force. I have heard of such radicals. They believe that this power will drive us to do dangerous things and that such powers are unnatural. They wish to destroy us, in short. Luckily there are very few and they haven't got the resources for an army of any kind. Perhaps this killing of one close to the king, and perhaps the attempted murder of Steelven are proof of this. I should meditate on this." Said Avenger. "But first to lunch, I cannot meditate on a hungry body."

Steelven headed to his personal medical area, and some droids examined him. "You are fine, Lord Steelven. I suggest you go meet Lord Havec and the others for lunch." "Thank you." He replied. He headed to meet with the others. So, they're after me again? I should've known. I'll just take more caution... He reached the room, and sat down in his chair. "Well, I take you're ready to eat?" He looked at Havec, seeing her usual happy face.

"Only if the droids have given you the okay without the use of any of your mind tricks" replied Havec, suspicious in a good-natured sort of way, offering him a seat. "I believe young Aven here has been receiving images of your adventure, but much is not clear to me, so I do hope you're well enough to talk while you eat."

deep in the outer rim, a lone space craft drifted in space. onboard the ship was an aging Zabrak. he fingered his double bladed lightsaber as he looked at his nav computer."it is finally time", he said to himself,"i sense the beginning of the end for the Jedi" wiht a grim look on hi sface Darth Omega set his cordinates and hypered out of the area.

((flaming_fox... be sure to have read the ENTIRE story so far. keep the story in mood, don't godmod, and be a good sport )

"Don't worry, the droids inspected me and they said I was a-ok 100%. >Sniff!< Mmm! This smells delicious!" He cut off part of the bird and began to eat. "This is most satisfactory." He swallowed the food happily, and began to sense a small surge in the force. "Hmmm... I felt something...... it's our Sith Lord, Darth Omega. He must be heading off to someplace. But he seems to be filled with much hatred at the moment. I do hope he doesn't do anything rash or stupid." He lookedd at Havec again, staring into her seemingly endless eyes of mystery. He occasionly tried to read her mind, but he never could penetrate her amazing mind. He considered her a very powerful friend indeed.

"Because, of course, no fully trained Sith would run off with little preparation and, for example, fall into a trap they could easily have avoided, isn't that right?" replied Havec, playfully mocking the larger Sith master as she carved off a piece of the bird for herself. "His anger gives him strength, he'll be okay."

"Would you all just forget about that now? Gosh, I mess up and I get a magnifying glass put over me. Sheesh. But I guess you're right." He knew Havec was only kidding. "You sure know how to keep things from getting dull. Anyways, back to the main problem. The Jedi are starting to act up again. Nothing dire should happen, but if it does, we'll be ready." He remembered how well Havec was in combat. She never was the one to unleash the first lightsaber. She usually just waits until things get serious. Then she puts away her cheerfulness to unviel a great warrior. And I wonder how this "Avenger" will suffice in battle? I guess only time will tell... He grabbed some more meat, and quickly ate it.

"Our secrecy should keep the Jedi from targeting us directly- on my last excursion I organized a small group of rebels under the name of 'sith' that should keep them occupied for awhile" said Havec, smiling. "We have, however, a young guest here who may need our assistance" she gestured to the young prince with one wing as she took a few rather dainty bites from her meal.