Rebirth of the Republic
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"Now that's just plain rude," both Anakin and Raj stated in unison as both opened fire with their blasters, Anakin after drawing his in a blur.
While ineffective as an attack, it did provide the momentary distraction for Kenobi and Skywalker to glance at each other.
"Were you cloned when we weren't looking?" Obi-Wan asked his former apprentice.
"Not that I know of Master."
"How do we always get into these messes?"
"Just lucky Master."
"Unlucky you mean?"
"Hey Master and Knight stick up the ass get in here and help deal with the sith lord already," Anakin yelled across the room as he sidestepped the flashing, crimson blade.
"Should we Master?" Skywalker asked with a chuckle.
"After you," Kenobi answered with a snort, "I insist."
While ineffective as an attack, it did provide the momentary distraction for Kenobi and Skywalker to glance at each other.
"Were you cloned when we weren't looking?" Obi-Wan asked his former apprentice.
"Not that I know of Master."
"How do we always get into these messes?"
"Just lucky Master."
"Unlucky you mean?"
"Hey Master and Knight stick up the ass get in here and help deal with the sith lord already," Anakin yelled across the room as he sidestepped the flashing, crimson blade.
"Should we Master?" Skywalker asked with a chuckle.
"After you," Kenobi answered with a snort, "I insist."
Anakin dodged the scarlet lightsaber as two more blades joined the mix when the Jedi decided to help.
He figured that Palpatine was better than he thought, or perhaps didn't suffer from the arthritis and senility of the version he'd helped take down in his own world.
Every single one of the sith he'd gone up against had been a pain in the ass to deal with, and this version of Palpatine was getting close the the point of raw aggravation that the sithspawned ghost of Exar-Kun had been.
However, there was one major redeeming factor to fighting a corporeal and living enemy that Anakin had noticed.
They could feel pain.
And that was quite a helpful trait for an enemy to have, especially when one had been taught that when your life is on the line, you fight dirty. Being trained by a group of "dangerous" space pirates known as the Lok Revenants also came into play there.
Flipping his blaster down to minimum power, Anakin dove and rolled letting the force guide the shot at the moment Sidious was busy blocking a string of attacks from the two jedi and blaster fire coming from both Raj and Hunt.
The shot was perfectly on target with a flash of light.
xXx
Palpatine was partially enjoying himself, it had been some time since he could take direct action against Jedi and he had been somewhat afraid his skills with the lightsaber were beginning to get rusty.
He hopped away from his opponents as pain shot through him, originating from his nether area and glanced down to see his robes smoldering down below the belt as he blinked twice.
Then the Sith Lord screamed.
He figured that Palpatine was better than he thought, or perhaps didn't suffer from the arthritis and senility of the version he'd helped take down in his own world.
Every single one of the sith he'd gone up against had been a pain in the ass to deal with, and this version of Palpatine was getting close the the point of raw aggravation that the sithspawned ghost of Exar-Kun had been.
However, there was one major redeeming factor to fighting a corporeal and living enemy that Anakin had noticed.
They could feel pain.
And that was quite a helpful trait for an enemy to have, especially when one had been taught that when your life is on the line, you fight dirty. Being trained by a group of "dangerous" space pirates known as the Lok Revenants also came into play there.
Flipping his blaster down to minimum power, Anakin dove and rolled letting the force guide the shot at the moment Sidious was busy blocking a string of attacks from the two jedi and blaster fire coming from both Raj and Hunt.
The shot was perfectly on target with a flash of light.
xXx
Palpatine was partially enjoying himself, it had been some time since he could take direct action against Jedi and he had been somewhat afraid his skills with the lightsaber were beginning to get rusty.
He hopped away from his opponents as pain shot through him, originating from his nether area and glanced down to see his robes smoldering down below the belt as he blinked twice.
Then the Sith Lord screamed.
Skywalker blinked as the shrill screech of pain and abject horror filled the room, the other living beings in the room unconsciously flinched as they realized what had happened.
The brief pause ended when rage flashed across the Sith Lords face.
"DIE!" came the cry an instant before blue lightning arched from his fingers.
Unlike normal electricity, force lightning tended to include the ability to throw things caught in it as evident by both Jedi and the Mandalorian rocketing across the room while Anakin flinched and then relaxed, absorbing the energy as it came at him.
The anger and rage were bled off as he carried the energy flow, feeling the numbing sensation as he shut down the pain receptors along the path he dragged the lightning before forming it in his hands.
It was based off of several tricks he'd learned, the first being one learned after his observation of Yoda dealing with Dooku in his world as he rushed to catch up with Kenobi who was attempting to fight the man who had trained Qui-Gon Jinn alone.
On another world he had beed taught how to manipulate the weather, channeling lightning to protect the villages and crops from deadly lightning storms. The third technique was one that Thon had taught him early one, a simple technique for redirecting force powers.
The energy built rapidly as Palpatine cackled with an insane glee.
Anakin smelt the smoke as some of his hair began to smolder, but he hadn't gathered enough energy yet.
He submersed himself in the force, feeling its power rush through him with a ferocity that felt like being submerged in a star. His will gathered power, bringing it forth in a flood through his very being.
It was another technique that he knew was required, one of the most dangerous that even Thon had only mentioned him after several years of training and required help from Ulic and a hidden holocron for him to actually understand and know.
The technique was one that the chosen one was unwilling to use without a real reason as it seemed to have a perminant effect, and even then it felt like ripping a part of the one its used on away from them, something he was loathe to do.
But in this case, there wasn't a choice.
His eyes snapped open, the flood of energy making his eyes light up as if spotlights were in their place.
And then he lashed out, slamming the raw power of the force into Palpatine, searching for the twisted mans connection to the force and ripping it apart as easily as a lightsaber would an unarmed man.
Both he and his target seemed to collapse, Anakin dropping to his knees with a gasp as the power evaporated back into the force and Palpatine falling limp like a puppet with its strings cut while the last bolts of force lightning evaporated around them.
The brief pause ended when rage flashed across the Sith Lords face.
"DIE!" came the cry an instant before blue lightning arched from his fingers.
Unlike normal electricity, force lightning tended to include the ability to throw things caught in it as evident by both Jedi and the Mandalorian rocketing across the room while Anakin flinched and then relaxed, absorbing the energy as it came at him.
The anger and rage were bled off as he carried the energy flow, feeling the numbing sensation as he shut down the pain receptors along the path he dragged the lightning before forming it in his hands.
It was based off of several tricks he'd learned, the first being one learned after his observation of Yoda dealing with Dooku in his world as he rushed to catch up with Kenobi who was attempting to fight the man who had trained Qui-Gon Jinn alone.
On another world he had beed taught how to manipulate the weather, channeling lightning to protect the villages and crops from deadly lightning storms. The third technique was one that Thon had taught him early one, a simple technique for redirecting force powers.
The energy built rapidly as Palpatine cackled with an insane glee.
Anakin smelt the smoke as some of his hair began to smolder, but he hadn't gathered enough energy yet.
He submersed himself in the force, feeling its power rush through him with a ferocity that felt like being submerged in a star. His will gathered power, bringing it forth in a flood through his very being.
It was another technique that he knew was required, one of the most dangerous that even Thon had only mentioned him after several years of training and required help from Ulic and a hidden holocron for him to actually understand and know.
The technique was one that the chosen one was unwilling to use without a real reason as it seemed to have a perminant effect, and even then it felt like ripping a part of the one its used on away from them, something he was loathe to do.
But in this case, there wasn't a choice.
His eyes snapped open, the flood of energy making his eyes light up as if spotlights were in their place.
And then he lashed out, slamming the raw power of the force into Palpatine, searching for the twisted mans connection to the force and ripping it apart as easily as a lightsaber would an unarmed man.
Both he and his target seemed to collapse, Anakin dropping to his knees with a gasp as the power evaporated back into the force and Palpatine falling limp like a puppet with its strings cut while the last bolts of force lightning evaporated around them.
"R8 here with a friendly and urgent warning," came the voice from the speakers as the wookie songs stopped, "We have a major problem."
"Rate," Raj asked as he pulled some binders from his utility belt to shackle the two Sith Lords, "Status report."
"Engines are at critical," came the response, "The fools on both sides managed to score hits on the engines and several other critical systems, the ship is on a crash course for the planet with no way of stopping it that doesn't involve everyone on board dying in the process."
"In other words," the mandalorian stated calmly, "Evacuate the ship or die?"
"Precisely."
"Alright people," he ordered while hefting Dooku, "Grab one of the prisoners and get moving towards the hanger bay."
He turned towards his partner, "You okay?"
"I'll be fine after some rest," came the retort from the force adept as he climbed to his feet, snatching up his trophy cloak and the wires to drag the remnants of Grievous, "But we need to get the fuck off this sithspawned ship before that becomes an option."
The silver haired mando turned towards the Jedi, "He'll be okay, now move it people we don't have time to sit around unless you want to end up ashes."
"Once again padawan," Obi-Wan muttered to himself as he and skywalker hefted Palpatine, "You get us into the strangest situations, and now there's two of you/"
"You know," Anakin chuckled at the jedi, "It's not totally his fault."
"Yeah," Raj snorted, "What was it that Windu called you the last time we were on Coruscant."
"A bad influence on Yoda," Anakin responded with a grin as they started moving through the now shaking corridors of the damaged ship.
"How did you get that moniker?"
"Anakin and Yoda ended up drinking buddies," the mandalorian managed to answer between bursts of laughter.
Kenobi blinked twice.
"How did that happen?"
"We have the same taste in drinks, music, and chaos."
"You two burnt down one a casino in the Blue Sector."
"That was Halcyons fault Raj," came the answer, "I hate dealing with idiot Death Stick smugglers, especially when they won't let me drink in peace."
"Thon was very upset with you as well."
"Thon's probably going to remain upset with me thanks to Ulic's pranks."
"Thon?" Skywalker asked with a moments confusion as the party was slammed from one bulkhead to another with a particularly hard impact, "Ulic?"
"Thon's a Jedi that I stayed with for a while on Ambria," Anakin answered, "He's older than Yoda be a few millenia and you'll probably remember something or another about him eventually."
"He keeps comparing you the Nomi," Raj interjected with a chuckle, "He's also plays some decent Pazzak."
"Who plays Pazzak nowadays anyway?" both Anakin Skywalkers stated in unison before glancing at each other, "You know, that's kinda creepy."
"You think!" both Obi-Wan and Raj added.
"And Ulic," Anakin continued after a moments chuckle at the sight, "Ulic is a pain in the ass spirit who keeps tailing me around the galaxy for no reason other than to aggravate anyone he can because he figures that it'll help me in some twited way."
"Ulic?" Skywalker mused, "Ulic Qel-Droma?"
"You met him as well then?"
"On Rhen Var," Skywalker mused for a moment, "But he hasn't taken to following me around."
"Lucky you," Anakin chuckled, "For a dead guy he certainly does talk alot."
They'd reached the hanger and Anakin noticed R2 rushing towards Skywalker and Kenobi.
"Rate," Anakin ordered, "Let us on."
"Rate," Raj asked as he pulled some binders from his utility belt to shackle the two Sith Lords, "Status report."
"Engines are at critical," came the response, "The fools on both sides managed to score hits on the engines and several other critical systems, the ship is on a crash course for the planet with no way of stopping it that doesn't involve everyone on board dying in the process."
"In other words," the mandalorian stated calmly, "Evacuate the ship or die?"
"Precisely."
"Alright people," he ordered while hefting Dooku, "Grab one of the prisoners and get moving towards the hanger bay."
He turned towards his partner, "You okay?"
"I'll be fine after some rest," came the retort from the force adept as he climbed to his feet, snatching up his trophy cloak and the wires to drag the remnants of Grievous, "But we need to get the fuck off this sithspawned ship before that becomes an option."
The silver haired mando turned towards the Jedi, "He'll be okay, now move it people we don't have time to sit around unless you want to end up ashes."
"Once again padawan," Obi-Wan muttered to himself as he and skywalker hefted Palpatine, "You get us into the strangest situations, and now there's two of you/"
"You know," Anakin chuckled at the jedi, "It's not totally his fault."
"Yeah," Raj snorted, "What was it that Windu called you the last time we were on Coruscant."
"A bad influence on Yoda," Anakin responded with a grin as they started moving through the now shaking corridors of the damaged ship.
"How did you get that moniker?"
"Anakin and Yoda ended up drinking buddies," the mandalorian managed to answer between bursts of laughter.
Kenobi blinked twice.
"How did that happen?"
"We have the same taste in drinks, music, and chaos."
"You two burnt down one a casino in the Blue Sector."
"That was Halcyons fault Raj," came the answer, "I hate dealing with idiot Death Stick smugglers, especially when they won't let me drink in peace."
"Thon was very upset with you as well."
"Thon's probably going to remain upset with me thanks to Ulic's pranks."
"Thon?" Skywalker asked with a moments confusion as the party was slammed from one bulkhead to another with a particularly hard impact, "Ulic?"
"Thon's a Jedi that I stayed with for a while on Ambria," Anakin answered, "He's older than Yoda be a few millenia and you'll probably remember something or another about him eventually."
"He keeps comparing you the Nomi," Raj interjected with a chuckle, "He's also plays some decent Pazzak."
"Who plays Pazzak nowadays anyway?" both Anakin Skywalkers stated in unison before glancing at each other, "You know, that's kinda creepy."
"You think!" both Obi-Wan and Raj added.
"And Ulic," Anakin continued after a moments chuckle at the sight, "Ulic is a pain in the ass spirit who keeps tailing me around the galaxy for no reason other than to aggravate anyone he can because he figures that it'll help me in some twited way."
"Ulic?" Skywalker mused, "Ulic Qel-Droma?"
"You met him as well then?"
"On Rhen Var," Skywalker mused for a moment, "But he hasn't taken to following me around."
"Lucky you," Anakin chuckled, "For a dead guy he certainly does talk alot."
They'd reached the hanger and Anakin noticed R2 rushing towards Skywalker and Kenobi.
"Rate," Anakin ordered, "Let us on."
Anakin felt the engines throb as he powered up his ship, lights flashing as the various sensors picked up the situation around them.
"Buckle up people," he ordered those aboard, "This'll be a bumpy ride."
A part of him was annoyed that the other version of him was strapping into the second seat in the cockpit, but he pushed that back as the repulsorlifts kicked in and the Naboo Star shuddered and shifted.
With the Invisible Hand's accelerating course through the gravity embrace of Coruscant, the anti-grav field of the repulsorlifts against the rear of the hanger bay allowed him to slowly accelerate to match the rate of the dive before anything else.
After a beep and a whistle from Rate about the astromechs desire for a vocalizer and Anakins instant refusal, he let himself go into the force once more.
The engines flared as he spun the craft, narrowly avoiding being clipped by the edge of the massive hanger bay that stretched across the Confederate ship.
"Raj, Kenobi," he ordered as the sensors cleared of interference, "We have incoming, I'm getting at least fourteen squadrons closing on us."
Rolling and diving, the calm of space, even amidst the deadly chaos of the battle, made him feel almost electrically alive as he floored the accelerator and rolled through a seeming wall of weapons fire before reversing the roll to avoid collisions with the droid starfighters that seemed countless but so easily destroyed.
The first shots of his ships guns shone brightly as he maneuvered like one of the ravenous piranha beetles of Yavin IV. The enemy was rounding the bulk of the Hand when inspiration struck on how to deal with as many possible in a quick round.
He swooped to the side, clipping one of the fighters that shattered against his shields, leaving little more than a brief dent in the power and spun, thrusters making the heavily modified Arakyd Helix seem to pause in midmotion as he dove once more allowing the enemy to fire their warheads, a number of concussion missiles that seemed as numerous as the grains of sand on a Naboo beach.
Sensitive ears picked up his double take a loud breath at the sight, a possible feeling of lost control from the young Jedi Knight.
Anakin's grin grew wider as he dove hard, leaving R8 squealing loudly as he felt the pressure build and a loud thump that his senses told him came from Kenobi falling from his seat at the G-forces of the maneuver.
He pushed the normal engines to their max and prepared for the next move as the enemy rounded the now disintegrating capital ship and spun.
SLAM's kicked in rocketing the light freighter to a speed that it could barely maintain for fear of the craft itself shattering. The artificial gravity failing as the angular craft blasted back through the collapsing hanger bay, dodging a falling ceiling in the process.
Half-way through the Invisible Hand's engines went critical and detonated, leaving the ensuing explosions to gout out a hairs breadth behind the craft while they exited the hulk once more.
Reducing speed to a gentle slope to come in for a landing, Anakin relaxed and let his instincts take the craft in while he reveled in the healing and restoring powers that refreshed him.
It had been a long day for him, and one he suspected would get even longer once they landed.
"Buckle up people," he ordered those aboard, "This'll be a bumpy ride."
A part of him was annoyed that the other version of him was strapping into the second seat in the cockpit, but he pushed that back as the repulsorlifts kicked in and the Naboo Star shuddered and shifted.
With the Invisible Hand's accelerating course through the gravity embrace of Coruscant, the anti-grav field of the repulsorlifts against the rear of the hanger bay allowed him to slowly accelerate to match the rate of the dive before anything else.
After a beep and a whistle from Rate about the astromechs desire for a vocalizer and Anakins instant refusal, he let himself go into the force once more.
The engines flared as he spun the craft, narrowly avoiding being clipped by the edge of the massive hanger bay that stretched across the Confederate ship.
"Raj, Kenobi," he ordered as the sensors cleared of interference, "We have incoming, I'm getting at least fourteen squadrons closing on us."
Rolling and diving, the calm of space, even amidst the deadly chaos of the battle, made him feel almost electrically alive as he floored the accelerator and rolled through a seeming wall of weapons fire before reversing the roll to avoid collisions with the droid starfighters that seemed countless but so easily destroyed.
The first shots of his ships guns shone brightly as he maneuvered like one of the ravenous piranha beetles of Yavin IV. The enemy was rounding the bulk of the Hand when inspiration struck on how to deal with as many possible in a quick round.
He swooped to the side, clipping one of the fighters that shattered against his shields, leaving little more than a brief dent in the power and spun, thrusters making the heavily modified Arakyd Helix seem to pause in midmotion as he dove once more allowing the enemy to fire their warheads, a number of concussion missiles that seemed as numerous as the grains of sand on a Naboo beach.
Sensitive ears picked up his double take a loud breath at the sight, a possible feeling of lost control from the young Jedi Knight.
Anakin's grin grew wider as he dove hard, leaving R8 squealing loudly as he felt the pressure build and a loud thump that his senses told him came from Kenobi falling from his seat at the G-forces of the maneuver.
He pushed the normal engines to their max and prepared for the next move as the enemy rounded the now disintegrating capital ship and spun.
SLAM's kicked in rocketing the light freighter to a speed that it could barely maintain for fear of the craft itself shattering. The artificial gravity failing as the angular craft blasted back through the collapsing hanger bay, dodging a falling ceiling in the process.
Half-way through the Invisible Hand's engines went critical and detonated, leaving the ensuing explosions to gout out a hairs breadth behind the craft while they exited the hulk once more.
Reducing speed to a gentle slope to come in for a landing, Anakin relaxed and let his instincts take the craft in while he reveled in the healing and restoring powers that refreshed him.
It had been a long day for him, and one he suspected would get even longer once they landed.
The Naboo Star stabilized as Anakin asked for landing instructions from his double before settling into position on a pad reserved for visitors to the Jedi Temple.
He was nervous for a moment almost as he had been on his second visit to the one in his own world.
The slightly green Obi-Wan Kenobi was the first down the hatch followed by Skywalker and Artoo.
"Well Padawan," the Jedi managed to state a few moments later, "I've finally found someone who's flying skills horrify me more than yours."
Raj just chuckled as he and Anakin exited with Rate right behind them.
"No hacking the temple," was the last order Anakin gave the droid, "We aren't here to get them to kill us."
A rude beep was the response.
He was nervous for a moment almost as he had been on his second visit to the one in his own world.
The slightly green Obi-Wan Kenobi was the first down the hatch followed by Skywalker and Artoo.
"Well Padawan," the Jedi managed to state a few moments later, "I've finally found someone who's flying skills horrify me more than yours."
Raj just chuckled as he and Anakin exited with Rate right behind them.
"No hacking the temple," was the last order Anakin gave the droid, "We aren't here to get them to kill us."
A rude beep was the response.
"Sure of this, you are?" Yoda asked the two Jedi who had come with the visitors.
"Yes," Kenobi responded, "While their origin is still unknown, it seems that their information was good."
A brief pause as he leaned back in his seat.
"The lightning was enough to prove that, and Palpatine has yet to awaken from the other Anakin's retaliation," Obi-Wan continued with a sigh, "The only explanation I have for our survival is the use of the technique that seemed limited to the Sunriders and had apparently been taught to them by Thon of Ambria."
The fact that the new Anakin had claimed to have been taught by the Tchuukthai was not lost on him.
"Yes," Mace Windu stated, "The mental scars seem to fit the records of that technique, it is troubling to see them in the hands of someone not of the Order."
"My double seems to distrust the Order and has stated that he wasn't a Jedi," Skywalker added, "And seemed to enjoy taunting us because of that."
"Meet them I will," Yoda stated, "Before a decision I will make."
"Yes," Kenobi responded, "While their origin is still unknown, it seems that their information was good."
A brief pause as he leaned back in his seat.
"The lightning was enough to prove that, and Palpatine has yet to awaken from the other Anakin's retaliation," Obi-Wan continued with a sigh, "The only explanation I have for our survival is the use of the technique that seemed limited to the Sunriders and had apparently been taught to them by Thon of Ambria."
The fact that the new Anakin had claimed to have been taught by the Tchuukthai was not lost on him.
"Yes," Mace Windu stated, "The mental scars seem to fit the records of that technique, it is troubling to see them in the hands of someone not of the Order."
"My double seems to distrust the Order and has stated that he wasn't a Jedi," Skywalker added, "And seemed to enjoy taunting us because of that."
"Meet them I will," Yoda stated, "Before a decision I will make."
I think your story is interesting, but your Anakin from another dimension is imo in danger of becoming too powerful.
Yoda, who was the oldest, wisest and most powerful Jedi of the old Jedi Order, had considerable trouble fighting Palpatine and in the end he had to flee. Now, considering that in the end of Episode 3 Anakin was beaten by Obi-Wan Kenobi, who is imo nowhere near as powerful as Yoda, the way your Anakin quite easily WTFPWND (as it was so fittingly put) Palpatine is somehow disturbing to me. Even with his training by Thon I think Anakin should have had considerable more trouble in beating Palpatine. Just something to keep in mind.
I'm looking forward to seeing how the meeting between Anakin and his companions and Yoda goes.
Yoda, who was the oldest, wisest and most powerful Jedi of the old Jedi Order, had considerable trouble fighting Palpatine and in the end he had to flee. Now, considering that in the end of Episode 3 Anakin was beaten by Obi-Wan Kenobi, who is imo nowhere near as powerful as Yoda, the way your Anakin quite easily WTFPWND (as it was so fittingly put) Palpatine is somehow disturbing to me. Even with his training by Thon I think Anakin should have had considerable more trouble in beating Palpatine. Just something to keep in mind.
I'm looking forward to seeing how the meeting between Anakin and his companions and Yoda goes.
For the fight with Palpatine, the intitial shot got in because Palpatine was rather busy. He had two Jedi, a Mandalorian, and a combat droid already engaged. Add that to Raj's Force bomb that went off a moment earlier. Then you have the fact that there were TWO Anakins in the room.
On top of that Anakin is more of a Force Scholar who has spent a LOT of time with various force using groups all across the galaxy, not to mention was involved in the fight with his own realities Palpatine.
Also Palpatine isn't all that focused on combat compared to the other Sith, he's got a lot of tricks but relies more on trickery and suprise while losing a lot in an open fight. Add that energy attacks aren't the best against someone who has pretty much mastered the ability to absorb energy and utilize it.
Add the fact that he's the Chosen One of his own reality, taking a path to learn what that means and understand the force. Skywalker's had a much different training scheme.
Anakin avoids diplomatic situations as well, he can handle the ones with force users, but has left the political maneuvering to others.
On top of that Anakin is more of a Force Scholar who has spent a LOT of time with various force using groups all across the galaxy, not to mention was involved in the fight with his own realities Palpatine.
Also Palpatine isn't all that focused on combat compared to the other Sith, he's got a lot of tricks but relies more on trickery and suprise while losing a lot in an open fight. Add that energy attacks aren't the best against someone who has pretty much mastered the ability to absorb energy and utilize it.
Add the fact that he's the Chosen One of his own reality, taking a path to learn what that means and understand the force. Skywalker's had a much different training scheme.
Anakin avoids diplomatic situations as well, he can handle the ones with force users, but has left the political maneuvering to others.
Mace Windu was frantic as he looked for the senior member of the council.
Yoda was missing, as was his Kybuck.
"How irresponsible," he muttered to himself as he decided to check in on the temples guests.
To his suprise, the Mandalorian was the only one in the room, though the silver haired soldier was working through a mug of a steaming beverage.
"Let me guess," Raj muttered, "Yoda's gone."
The glare was enough to answer the question.
"Sithspit," the former merc muttered, "I knew this would happen, just like clockwork in my universe."
"What?"
"Simple," the mandalorian responded, "Anakin and Yoda tend to have similar drinking habits."
He paused a moment, "I just hope it isn't like last time."
"Last time?"
"He and Yoda along with a horde of Wookies laid siege to the home of the senator from Taris," he answered, "Demanding more Tarisian Ale."
Mace blinked, trying to process the comment.
"Those two can drink Gamorreans under the table and tend to egg each other on into the most insane things," Raj chuckled, "Hell, I've seen a Hutt end up with alcohol poisoning before they get plastered."
Mace collapsed as a mug of the same brew was slid across the table to him.
"Don't worry," the mandalorian stated, "It's not anything harmful, just caf."
"Strange for a mandalorian."
"Been a while since I'd touched alcohol," mused the warrior, "Had some real bad years and found my only refuge at the time with bottles of Vien Whiskey, after I got back on my feet I haven't been able to stand the taste."
"How do we find Yoda then?"
"Either wait for the local security officers to call in about a pair of drunks or follow the Wookie wails."
"Wookie wails?"
"They brought Rate with them," came the response, "And that tin can has the largest collection of Wookie drinking songs I've ever heard of."
A blink came as the answer.
"At least it's better than the trashcans last hobby."
"What could be worse?"
"Hutt love songs."
Both made faces at that one.
Yoda was missing, as was his Kybuck.
"How irresponsible," he muttered to himself as he decided to check in on the temples guests.
To his suprise, the Mandalorian was the only one in the room, though the silver haired soldier was working through a mug of a steaming beverage.
"Let me guess," Raj muttered, "Yoda's gone."
The glare was enough to answer the question.
"Sithspit," the former merc muttered, "I knew this would happen, just like clockwork in my universe."
"What?"
"Simple," the mandalorian responded, "Anakin and Yoda tend to have similar drinking habits."
He paused a moment, "I just hope it isn't like last time."
"Last time?"
"He and Yoda along with a horde of Wookies laid siege to the home of the senator from Taris," he answered, "Demanding more Tarisian Ale."
Mace blinked, trying to process the comment.
"Those two can drink Gamorreans under the table and tend to egg each other on into the most insane things," Raj chuckled, "Hell, I've seen a Hutt end up with alcohol poisoning before they get plastered."
Mace collapsed as a mug of the same brew was slid across the table to him.
"Don't worry," the mandalorian stated, "It's not anything harmful, just caf."
"Strange for a mandalorian."
"Been a while since I'd touched alcohol," mused the warrior, "Had some real bad years and found my only refuge at the time with bottles of Vien Whiskey, after I got back on my feet I haven't been able to stand the taste."
"How do we find Yoda then?"
"Either wait for the local security officers to call in about a pair of drunks or follow the Wookie wails."
"Wookie wails?"
"They brought Rate with them," came the response, "And that tin can has the largest collection of Wookie drinking songs I've ever heard of."
A blink came as the answer.
"At least it's better than the trashcans last hobby."
"What could be worse?"
"Hutt love songs."
Both made faces at that one.
I'm putting this on a more official, temporary hiatus due to things changing in my plans with the plot.
Mainly this is because I heard a bit to much about the padawan Anakin is supposed to get in the coming series and that made me want to use her. However, at the same time I want to know a bit more than the tiny bits revealed so far.
The current plan is to continue once more of her is revealed and I can add her to the events with Alt!Anakin and Yoda.
Mainly this is because I heard a bit to much about the padawan Anakin is supposed to get in the coming series and that made me want to use her. However, at the same time I want to know a bit more than the tiny bits revealed so far.
The current plan is to continue once more of her is revealed and I can add her to the events with Alt!Anakin and Yoda.
In the depths of Coruscant, the burst of energy released in orbit has an unintended effect.
Hidden in a fortress carved within the planet itself, beneath the miles of structures that had risen in the millenia since it had last seen the light of day, the darkness seemed to shudder as if the force itself screamed in terror.
Ancient machines flashed to life as dozens of carbonite stasis pods came online and began the thawing process.
A pale skinned figure breathed in the first breath he had taken for countless eons, and the first within the form he now inhabited.
The dark brand upon this being that seethed of the dark side was framed by the just as black strands of hair that framed the cruel face.
A double bladed weapon hissed to life, two blades of deep blue hissed in the ancient vault, illuminating enough of the chamber to reveal countless other similar chambers in the process of preparing to awake their occupants.
Hidden in a fortress carved within the planet itself, beneath the miles of structures that had risen in the millenia since it had last seen the light of day, the darkness seemed to shudder as if the force itself screamed in terror.
Ancient machines flashed to life as dozens of carbonite stasis pods came online and began the thawing process.
A pale skinned figure breathed in the first breath he had taken for countless eons, and the first within the form he now inhabited.
The dark brand upon this being that seethed of the dark side was framed by the just as black strands of hair that framed the cruel face.
A double bladed weapon hissed to life, two blades of deep blue hissed in the ancient vault, illuminating enough of the chamber to reveal countless other similar chambers in the process of preparing to awake their occupants.