The blaster bolt may have damaged Barba Gord's spinal column, neccesitating for her to be in a mobile bacta tank just to have a hope of slowly regrowing the crippled nerves, but her mind was as sharp as ever. And she had always been good with entering the Force, flowing through the ever-shifting knowledge that threaded it and sending her astral form wherever it was needed. She found other survivors of Order 66. He'leno Kly was the daughter of a Jedi and a Sith who had turned to the Light Side, determined to avenge her parents. Dinah Lanke was another legacy Jedi, her mother and husband killed during the Purge. Along with Zinda B'ckhwk, their faithful pilot and part-time smuggler, they dedicated themselves to combating the Empire's tyranny wherever it cropped up.
The Tantive IV's capture was large news in the underground press. Leia Organa's imprisonment without trial would've been a controversy if the Empire hadn't suppressed all news of it. So it was up to them. Using the Force, Barba placed an authorization for a food shipment to the Death Star. Por'tt chips, for the Grand Moff's sensitive stomach. Of course, when delivering Por'tt chips, Jedi experience was a plus.
Once inside, they simply traded their uniforms for those of the weak-minded and said they were there to transfer the prisoner. Darth Vader almost proved a problem, before Barba hacked his armor. At Yavin 4, there was a celebration to mark Leia's safe return. The Corellian spice-wine was flowing so freely that Dinah almost didn't notice the mouth kissing her was a woman's until the Princess pulled away, smiling wryly.
"For luck," she said. "We still have a Death Star to destroy."
Of course, that was before some scruffy-looking nerf herder, his walking carpet, and a Tattooine farmboy led the Empire right to their doorstep, but that worked out okay. Even if He'leno never did quite get along with Master Bru-wan Kenoyne.
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Date: 2007-12-29 07:30 am (UTC)(PS: Hi, I friended you.)
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Date: 2007-12-29 11:29 pm (UTC)Why would you do a damn fool thing like that? :)
The blaster bolt may have damaged Barba Gord's spinal column, neccesitating for her to be in a mobile bacta tank just to have a hope of slowly regrowing the crippled nerves, but her mind was as sharp as ever. And she had always been good with entering the Force, flowing through the ever-shifting knowledge that threaded it and sending her astral form wherever it was needed. She found other survivors of Order 66. He'leno Kly was the daughter of a Jedi and a Sith who had turned to the Light Side, determined to avenge her parents. Dinah Lanke was another legacy Jedi, her mother and husband killed during the Purge. Along with Zinda B'ckhwk, their faithful pilot and part-time smuggler, they dedicated themselves to combating the Empire's tyranny wherever it cropped up.
The Tantive IV's capture was large news in the underground press. Leia Organa's imprisonment without trial would've been a controversy if the Empire hadn't suppressed all news of it. So it was up to them. Using the Force, Barba placed an authorization for a food shipment to the Death Star. Por'tt chips, for the Grand Moff's sensitive stomach. Of course, when delivering Por'tt chips, Jedi experience was a plus.
Once inside, they simply traded their uniforms for those of the weak-minded and said they were there to transfer the prisoner. Darth Vader almost proved a problem, before Barba hacked his armor. At Yavin 4, there was a celebration to mark Leia's safe return. The Corellian spice-wine was flowing so freely that Dinah almost didn't notice the mouth kissing her was a woman's until the Princess pulled away, smiling wryly.
"For luck," she said. "We still have a Death Star to destroy."
Of course, that was before some scruffy-looking nerf herder, his walking carpet, and a Tattooine farmboy led the Empire right to their doorstep, but that worked out okay. Even if He'leno never did quite get along with Master Bru-wan Kenoyne.