The Saga Continues ((A Star Wars RP))

[abunaibijin]

**OOC Scenario information**
I know that Star Wars was first a book, but oh well, I'm putting it in the movies section FOR REASON I WILL EXPLAIN.

Alright, I am starting with the timeline that occurs between Episode Three and Episode Four, during which Luke Skywalker and Leia Organa grow up. I have not read the books in FOR FREAKIN EVER so I don't remember if they explain what happens during that time with more details than the movies, which is why I am putting this in movie roleplay, because I want that time period to be a lot of unansweredness for the simple reason that MY fancharacter that I have inserted into the timeline was also born and grown up around that time. ^-^

Confused yet?

The current time is soon after the death of Amidala; the twins are about one. Lord Vader is residing on a Star Destroyer for the time being; Yoda has retreated to Dagobah, and all known Jedi are defeated. My character is eleven. Please please please feel free to insert your own fan characters.


Umm, I know most of you don't start your roleplays with an explanation, but I can't help it. I was trained by Gaia Online.
I'm fighting the urge to post an entire backstory and profile for her.


OH! And... I would like all official characters to remain NPC please; which means anyone/everyone can play them, but keep them canon and IC as much as possible.

I hope this is good enough. =x

**IC**

MALCHUS POV

Malchus Aletheia Lanely cursed hotly in Huttese and she squirmed in the confined space she had hidden in. She was cramped; folded into a ball, her head practically between her knees in the tiny space she was stowed in; her thick, long black hair that she had so carefully tied into twin buns on top of her head was now disheveled, her right ankle hurt from being twisted at an odd angle for hours and her left leg had fallen asleep.

She had been hiding for who knows how long, but it was all part of the job. She'd been in worse, much more uncomfortable situations before; she worked for the Hutts afterall. The unforgiving metal of one of her ornate light saber handles dug into her side and she shifted a quarter of an inch, trying to find some releif, but to no avail.

She was stuck and so far almost all of the "intelligence" she'd been given on her target had been wrong... but at least she'd been able to actually get on the Star Destroyer; that was a start.

Malchus guessed it to be about 1900 hours; time, according to her contact, for her target to be entering the cargo bay on his guard shift. She held her breath as the sounds of footfalls came muffled through the sides of the compartment; but it was knocked out of her almost instantly as the hatch flew open and she was lifted by unseen hands violently, nearly slamming into the ceiling.

She hadn't even time to scream as she sucked in another breath before plumetting to the floor of the bay, landing in a crumpled heap, her light saber handles prodding painfully into her stomach.

Chills ran down her spine as she shakily pushed herself to her knees shading her eyes from the sudden light of the bay with one hand and staring at the menacing figure that met her eyes. Color drained from her face and fear welled up in her chest, her heart pounding in her ears so loudly that she barely heard her own voice.

"D- Darth Vader..."

VADER POV

He could feel her fear radiating from her like steam from a vent. It was almost amusing, this frightened child, this little stow away, and yet... he hadn't detected her until now, and that angered him. He gave his right hand a slight twitch, and she rose from her knees, compelled to stand by his power.

He let his gaze take in the little vagabond; she was tiny, young, defiant. The twin light saber handles on her belt caught his eye momentarily; there were no visible switches. She could use the force, then, if those were her weapons, but she had not been one of the younglings in the temple, and there was no Order to train her in the ways of the Jedi any longer... she showed promise.

Vader twitched his hand slightly and the handles came hurtling from her belt to his hand, while simultaniously he raised one hand in a beckon, two guards hurrying forward and grasping the girl by her arms.

"Take her to the holding cells, and make sure she stays there. I will give further instructions... soon."

[Megamichan]

OOC:

Are we not supposed to post character profiles and backstories? As Abunai said, I've been trained into doing so by gaiaonline, and so it is very difficult for me to NOT. Heh. Oh well.

IC:
Shira Morran carefully made her way through the swamps of Dagohbah. She'd only been here for a year, but since Master Yoda had brought her here she'd been training gruelingly in the swamps, not allowed to rest until she'd learned to forsee every movement, to feel every intention. She hadn't yet mastered it, of course, it'd been only a year, but with Master Yoda's intense one-on-one training, she was as good as any knight, although she'd not yet been tested. This she was proud of, and had just been thoroughly reprimanded by Master Yoda for her pride.

"Leads to envy, it does."

He'd said in his odd little way.

"and to hate, envy leads."

She had to admit that he was right, but she still couldn't help feel a little bt of pride in herself. She was as good as the others. She felt a stab of guilt at that. There were no longer any others. They were gone. Dead. Her beloved Master Obi-Wan, Master Windu. She'd been away, visiting her parents on Cato Neimoidia when the temple had been attacked and the all of the jedi initiates, knights and masters slain. She'd been taken by Master Yoda as he'd fled, and she'd mourned the deaths for this entire past year.

Even now, as she slogged through the swamp on some seemingly irrelevant task that Master Yoda insisted was necessary for her training, her heart was heavy. Her best friend Kain had been one of the initiates there that night. Slain by a man they had all trusted and even loved. She knew it was wrong of her, but she could not help but feel angry every time she thought or spoke of Anakin Skywalker, and this caused Master Yoda much grief.

"Let go, you must."

He warned, constantly. She just didn't know if she could.

[Megamichan]

(OOC: Oi, AB, you have to advance the story/timeline. I can't do anything until you do... unless you want me to describe every boring detail of Shira's training on Dagohbah for the next 16 years...)