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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-07-2002 09:52 AM:
Hell's Scars...
The body was ravaged, blood everywhere, flesh torn asunder. The torn black clothes were almost non existant. He made his way through to the old dusty part of the HQ and fell agasint a door. his hand took forever to reach the button to open it, and as he did, the door swooped open and he fell through. But, he made it...finaly, he was home...
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-07-2002 01:05 PM:
OOC: I hope this is open
IC: Nikka wandered aimlessly through the Headquarter's halls when she saw him. Her long time friend and comrade Ket had fallen through the nearest door, possibly his quarters. She rushed to his location, almost in a panic and knelt down beside him. There was blood everywhere and he was lying in it, almost immovable.
"Ket? Can you hear me? It's Nikka..."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-07-2002 02:25 PM:
"Nikka? ...find...find Vega..."
...and he passed out, possibly from blood loss...
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "North Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-07-2002 02:30 PM:
Nikka's heart nearly stopped as he passed out. She knew finding Vega would be very hard and wasn't sur when to tell him...
"GET A MEDICAL TEAM DOWN HERE NOW!!!!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs into the nearest comlink, but was sure the whole deck could hear the chilling sound of her voice screaming throughout the headquarter's halls.
"What the hell have you gotten yourself into?"
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-07-2002 10:32 PM:
~I've been trapped...trapped on tatooine. my home. the hutts found a way to ensare me and trap me in their grasp. ive fught through the bowls of hell to escape their clucthes, i need to talk to Vega...and...to...to Rama...Rama Sha.~
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "North Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-07-2002 10:41 PM:
Nikka bit her lip, closing her eyes. He was still in contact with her but through the force despite his being unconscious. The droid medical team began to flood into the hallway to help aid in getting Ket to the med bay as soon as possible. She stood and let them tend to his wounds as they began to scurry around him.
"Ket, I'm not sure how to tell you this, but Vega... Vega is gone. He left. We don't know where to find him. Rama is still around, I'm sure. If you need to speak with him, I will find him for you."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-16-2002 01:47 AM:
As his limp body lay there, his mind was still working
Nikka...i need you to bring my armour...it's in a pile in my ship. main cockpit. And yes...find Rama...
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-19-2002 03:14 PM:
Nodding silently, she stood and allowed the droids to trasport him to the med bay. Turning, she then began to head off toward the hangar where Ket's ship was. Upon entering, to her luck it was the only one there. She approached and pressed the button to lower the ramp. Making her way to the cokpit area, she saw it, a crate lying there behind the pilot's seat with the armor in it. She was curious to know what it was for, but left those questions for later. She retrieved the crated of armor and quickly exited the ship, hurrying as fast as she could for the med bay.
But finding Rama would be more difficult. She had no idea where he could be now.
Entering the med bay, she saw the droids beginning to work on her friend and made her way there. As she placed the armor on the nearest table, she closed her eyes, attuning herself to the Force to call upon Sith Master Rama:
~A friend is injured, Ket Van Derveld. He asked that I contact you and join us in the med bay as soon as possible.~
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-19-2002 06:23 PM:
:: A figure in a long dark robe, with the hood up came into the Med bay. A shadow covered all of his face but his mouth and lower jaw. ::
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-20-2002 04:02 PM:
Nikka turned just in time to see the figure standing there in the doorway, shrouded in darkness. It had to be him. Stepping back slightly, she made room for him to approach Ket.
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-20-2002 04:32 PM:
:: Rama moved past the woman and looked down at the man. ::
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-20-2002 10:43 PM:
As he began to walk past her, she nodded in his direction silently and moved to the other side of where Ket lay.
"Is there anything you can do for him?"
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-20-2002 11:04 PM:
"No Sith has the ability to heal."
:: the words came only a little louder then a whisper. ::
"If he does not pull thru then he was weak.......and deserved to die."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-21-2002 12:35 AM:
(OOC: Basicly, no nanites would be found. When he was cloned, 'they' did not give him nanites because they did not have this technology. Ket's DNA was aquired through a hair strand. the clone would have the false memories of creating the nano-tech enhanced musce tissue and the med-nanites in his blood stream, but would not actualy have them. )
Ket began to stir lightly, his eyes opening weakly. He tried to get up but could not. He was alarmed at the fact that the nanites in his bloodstream had not began to repair the damage done to him. Perhaps they were sluggish or had been destroyed. But he was begining to pull through. He scowled as the med team began to patch him up, and looked up at Rama.
"Rama...friend...where is my master...where is Ogre?"
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-21-2002 12:33 PM:
::Rama's eyes grew dark under the hood of his long robe. ::
"It would be wise not to say that name here..........and I am no friend of yours. What do you want of me? I do not wish to be here any longer then I have too."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-21-2002 03:41 PM:
(OOC: keep in mind the clone has no memory of the time frame between promotion to Warrior and right now. to him, he has been gone only a few months as opposed to years)
Ket blinked as Rama spoke. He wasn't a friend of his? What the hell happened? First, he gets trapped on Tatooine by the Hutts, he finaly escapes, comes home and all of a sudden Ogre's name cannot be said and Rama seems to hate him. Ok, this was weird...
"Wha...what are you talking about...Rama...I thought you were my friend...and Ogres...I...do not understand...I left for tatooine for a while...after i was made Warrior...got trapped...when I left...you and Ogre...on good terms...Ogre...my master....you...a friend..."
Ket winced, trying his best to keep his grasp on conciousness...
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-21-2002 11:59 PM:
:: Rama looked down at a large wound in Ket's arm. Rama reached down and dug his fingers into the fresh wound and blood oozed out from the preasure. ::
"If you want me to stop you will stop saying that name!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-22-2002 12:09 AM:
Nikka stood by and watched, but did not interfere. Whatever happened between the two happened during her absence and it wouldn't be appropriate for her to say anything just yet... or at all.
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-23-2002 02:00 AM:
Pain. Massive amounts of horrible, unbearable pain. That was all he could feel right now. It hurt so much, he could not even scream when he opened his mouth to try. It triggered massive amounts of anger, hatred. The dark side flowed through him, and Ket threw a punch so hard, so full of force, it had almost a ballistic effect as Rama got knocked backward into a wall.
"Don't..do that...ever...again...I didn't know...in the few months I was gone...you and him had...become enemies..."
And Ket fell to a heap on the table again, as the med-droids continued to patch him up.
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-23-2002 10:07 AM:
"And your ignorance is no ones fault but your own........"
:: When Ket had hit Rama could have easly have moved, but he didn't. Something had caught his eye......distracted him. ::
"Something isn't right here......"
:: Rama moved forward and turned over Ket's arm, the same arm that had struck the blow. On his arm a small tattoo. Rama turned to Nikka. ::
"He's a clone.........That would explain much."
:: Rama sneered at the Ket laying on the bed. ::
"Where were you made clone?!?!"
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-23-2002 03:21 PM:
Ket weakly looked up to Rama, and quirked his brow as best he could. Clone? huh? He wasn't a clone! Well, at least Ket didn't think he was a clone...the last thing he remembered was escaping some weird planet that he'd been prisioner for three months.
"Cl...clone? But Rama...I'm not a clone..."
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-23-2002 03:33 PM:
"Ket... there is something different about you."
Nikka stated as she looked over him again. She noticed the marking on his arm and didn't remember that before... but then again, she may not have noticed it before.
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-24-2002 12:03 AM:
"Yes you are.......you have the mark. And Ogre left this place a long time ago.....and If he ever ventured off that hole of a planet I'd gut him myself. Can you explain why you didn't know I hated him so?"
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-26-2002 01:07 AM:
*OOC: here we go...I got it. The Hutts had a clone made of Ket, a native on tatooine, to be used as their enforcer. - grin - )
Ket blinked and sat up slowly, propping himself up on the headboard of the bed. He looked down, thinking...
"Well, like I said...as far as I know, It's been exactly three months since the council promoted me to the rank of Warrior. I even remember Grendal and Dale congratulating me. I took a trip before my training was to start again with...well, you know who, and I got captured by the hutts. I basicly was used as their death machine until I could get that god dammed thing out of my body and escape without blowing the frag up. I couldn;t find any of my ships, so I stole an old Y-Wing I found near the outskirts, hopped in and headed back here. My ship was a peice of bantha poodoo, though...It damn near incinerated on reentry and this is why I look like crap..."
Ket kinda chuckled, and then winced, holding his side.
"As far as that armour there goes...I found it in the Y-Wing. thankfully, it didnt get melted to nothing when I crashed...I could most likely trade it for a new lightsaber..."
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-26-2002 01:22 AM:
"3 months?"
:: Rama almost said it mockingly. ::
"They must have used some old memory copies on you, it's been a little longer then 3 months......Dale left with Ogre and that other thing. I was glad to be rid of them in the end......I heard thru grapevine they joined The Black Hand. Which is fitting......all the spineless scum in one place. As for Grendel.........who knows. More then likely dead."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-26-2002 08:31 PM:
He sat there...stunned. He was a clone?! He was a fake! A dammed imitation of somone else! He growled low...all those memories, a fake! nothing more than implants!!! Ket the looked to Rama, and spoke...
"Either way, clone or not, I am a Sith and a member of this Empire. And If I have to fight to keep that way I will...my memories may be fake, but you know what? This is my home. period. I have no place else to go. Tell me Rama...would you toss me aside? A willing warrior with the will to go on and fight for the glory of this empire and his friends?"
Ket knew that if he didn't show his strength, Rama would scoff at him and leave him for dead. One thing he knew about Rama, fake memories or not, was that he was totaly cruel and cold, with good reason. Ket closed his eyes, and despite his wounds, He sat up. He slowly swung his legs to the side of the bed, and slide himself off. He took a bit of time, but he stood upright, despite the pain. Rather, he let it envelop him, and give him strength.
"I will not be denied, Rama. I swear this upon my life, I will not be denied. And I will never give up...."
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-26-2002 10:46 PM:
"It is not for me to decide what to do with you.........If your convictions are actually as strong as you make them appear then you'll have to take your sad sad story to the council, but their may come a day when you look back and think that maybe desecration IS the better part of valor."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-27-2002 04:36 AM:
He looked to Rama and something odd happened...his lips began to curl, his face distorted...and he grinned. And then, a small laugh on top of that!
"Rama...my story is not sad. pathetic, yes...but it's not my fault that someone decided to make a clone of some Sith and make him to their dirty work. Perhaps...perhaps I will be greater than the original...better...stronger...faster. But, first and foremost, I can;t go parading around as "Ket Van Derveld" anymore, now can I?"
He began to pace lightly across the floor...as best he could in his current condition. He rubbed the back of his neck lightly as he muttered to himself, and then, it came to him.
"Well...the original's name is Keticus Limelight Van Derveld...perhaps...perhaps if I take the nickname Ket and flip it to Tek and use the middle name as a last name..."
He looked up with a smile.
"From now on...I will be known as Tek Limelight. and I even like the spelling..."
Considering this was the orginal's room, and apparently a great deal of time had passed since Ket was here...he walked over to what he "remembered" to be the cloothing drawer and pressed the button to open it. He rumaged through and found a yellow karate Gi and pant set and a black belt. and medical tape. He scooped up the clothing and entered the latrine for a bit of privacy...
About 10 minutes later...
Tek walked out of the latrine, his ratty hair pulled into short dredlocks, and the yellow karate Gi and pant set upon his person. he had the medical tape wrapped around his forearms/hands and his ankles/feet. He grabbed his black robe and slid it on, pulling the hood down. He looked to Rama and spoke in a low tone...
"Is the council room still where I 'remember' it?"
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "North Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-27-2002 08:45 PM:
"If that's where you remeber it........then that is where it is."
:: Rama turned and walked toward the door. ::
"I hope you prove your worth to the Empire, or someone else."
:: Rama walked out of the Med Bay. ::
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Posted by Tek Limelight on 12-28-2002 01:26 AM:
Tek grinned lightly to himself as he looked to Nikka.
"I will...trust me, I will..."
Ket then turned and began to walk toward the council room. He briefly paused before he began to walk again, speaking to Nikka.
"Your welcome to join me there, if you like..."
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "Shining Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-28-2002 01:52 AM:
She shook her head briefly, heading for the exit. As she stopped in front of Tek, she smiled.
"I'm afraid I cannot. I have other matters to attend to. I do hope that the two of us will cross paths again. You've been a great friend. I wish you all the best."
Nodding briefly, she turned and headed down the corridor.
Hell's Scars...
The body was ravaged, blood everywhere, flesh torn asunder. The torn black clothes were almost non existant. He made his way through to the old dusty part of the HQ and fell agasint a door. his hand took forever to reach the button to open it, and as he did, the door swooped open and he fell through. But, he made it...finaly, he was home...
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-07-2002 01:05 PM:
OOC: I hope this is open
IC: Nikka wandered aimlessly through the Headquarter's halls when she saw him. Her long time friend and comrade Ket had fallen through the nearest door, possibly his quarters. She rushed to his location, almost in a panic and knelt down beside him. There was blood everywhere and he was lying in it, almost immovable.
"Ket? Can you hear me? It's Nikka..."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-07-2002 02:25 PM:
"Nikka? ...find...find Vega..."
...and he passed out, possibly from blood loss...
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "North Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-07-2002 02:30 PM:
Nikka's heart nearly stopped as he passed out. She knew finding Vega would be very hard and wasn't sur when to tell him...
"GET A MEDICAL TEAM DOWN HERE NOW!!!!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs into the nearest comlink, but was sure the whole deck could hear the chilling sound of her voice screaming throughout the headquarter's halls.
"What the hell have you gotten yourself into?"
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-07-2002 10:32 PM:
~I've been trapped...trapped on tatooine. my home. the hutts found a way to ensare me and trap me in their grasp. ive fught through the bowls of hell to escape their clucthes, i need to talk to Vega...and...to...to Rama...Rama Sha.~
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "North Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-07-2002 10:41 PM:
Nikka bit her lip, closing her eyes. He was still in contact with her but through the force despite his being unconscious. The droid medical team began to flood into the hallway to help aid in getting Ket to the med bay as soon as possible. She stood and let them tend to his wounds as they began to scurry around him.
"Ket, I'm not sure how to tell you this, but Vega... Vega is gone. He left. We don't know where to find him. Rama is still around, I'm sure. If you need to speak with him, I will find him for you."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-16-2002 01:47 AM:
As his limp body lay there, his mind was still working
Nikka...i need you to bring my armour...it's in a pile in my ship. main cockpit. And yes...find Rama...
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-19-2002 03:14 PM:
Nodding silently, she stood and allowed the droids to trasport him to the med bay. Turning, she then began to head off toward the hangar where Ket's ship was. Upon entering, to her luck it was the only one there. She approached and pressed the button to lower the ramp. Making her way to the cokpit area, she saw it, a crate lying there behind the pilot's seat with the armor in it. She was curious to know what it was for, but left those questions for later. She retrieved the crated of armor and quickly exited the ship, hurrying as fast as she could for the med bay.
But finding Rama would be more difficult. She had no idea where he could be now.
Entering the med bay, she saw the droids beginning to work on her friend and made her way there. As she placed the armor on the nearest table, she closed her eyes, attuning herself to the Force to call upon Sith Master Rama:
~A friend is injured, Ket Van Derveld. He asked that I contact you and join us in the med bay as soon as possible.~
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-19-2002 06:23 PM:
:: A figure in a long dark robe, with the hood up came into the Med bay. A shadow covered all of his face but his mouth and lower jaw. ::
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-20-2002 04:02 PM:
Nikka turned just in time to see the figure standing there in the doorway, shrouded in darkness. It had to be him. Stepping back slightly, she made room for him to approach Ket.
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-20-2002 04:32 PM:
:: Rama moved past the woman and looked down at the man. ::
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-20-2002 10:43 PM:
As he began to walk past her, she nodded in his direction silently and moved to the other side of where Ket lay.
"Is there anything you can do for him?"
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-20-2002 11:04 PM:
"No Sith has the ability to heal."
:: the words came only a little louder then a whisper. ::
"If he does not pull thru then he was weak.......and deserved to die."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-21-2002 12:35 AM:
(OOC: Basicly, no nanites would be found. When he was cloned, 'they' did not give him nanites because they did not have this technology. Ket's DNA was aquired through a hair strand. the clone would have the false memories of creating the nano-tech enhanced musce tissue and the med-nanites in his blood stream, but would not actualy have them. )
Ket began to stir lightly, his eyes opening weakly. He tried to get up but could not. He was alarmed at the fact that the nanites in his bloodstream had not began to repair the damage done to him. Perhaps they were sluggish or had been destroyed. But he was begining to pull through. He scowled as the med team began to patch him up, and looked up at Rama.
"Rama...friend...where is my master...where is Ogre?"
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-21-2002 12:33 PM:
::Rama's eyes grew dark under the hood of his long robe. ::
"It would be wise not to say that name here..........and I am no friend of yours. What do you want of me? I do not wish to be here any longer then I have too."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-21-2002 03:41 PM:
(OOC: keep in mind the clone has no memory of the time frame between promotion to Warrior and right now. to him, he has been gone only a few months as opposed to years)
Ket blinked as Rama spoke. He wasn't a friend of his? What the hell happened? First, he gets trapped on Tatooine by the Hutts, he finaly escapes, comes home and all of a sudden Ogre's name cannot be said and Rama seems to hate him. Ok, this was weird...
"Wha...what are you talking about...Rama...I thought you were my friend...and Ogres...I...do not understand...I left for tatooine for a while...after i was made Warrior...got trapped...when I left...you and Ogre...on good terms...Ogre...my master....you...a friend..."
Ket winced, trying his best to keep his grasp on conciousness...
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-21-2002 11:59 PM:
:: Rama looked down at a large wound in Ket's arm. Rama reached down and dug his fingers into the fresh wound and blood oozed out from the preasure. ::
"If you want me to stop you will stop saying that name!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-22-2002 12:09 AM:
Nikka stood by and watched, but did not interfere. Whatever happened between the two happened during her absence and it wouldn't be appropriate for her to say anything just yet... or at all.
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-23-2002 02:00 AM:
Pain. Massive amounts of horrible, unbearable pain. That was all he could feel right now. It hurt so much, he could not even scream when he opened his mouth to try. It triggered massive amounts of anger, hatred. The dark side flowed through him, and Ket threw a punch so hard, so full of force, it had almost a ballistic effect as Rama got knocked backward into a wall.
"Don't..do that...ever...again...I didn't know...in the few months I was gone...you and him had...become enemies..."
And Ket fell to a heap on the table again, as the med-droids continued to patch him up.
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-23-2002 10:07 AM:
"And your ignorance is no ones fault but your own........"
:: When Ket had hit Rama could have easly have moved, but he didn't. Something had caught his eye......distracted him. ::
"Something isn't right here......"
:: Rama moved forward and turned over Ket's arm, the same arm that had struck the blow. On his arm a small tattoo. Rama turned to Nikka. ::
"He's a clone.........That would explain much."
:: Rama sneered at the Ket laying on the bed. ::
"Where were you made clone?!?!"
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-23-2002 03:21 PM:
Ket weakly looked up to Rama, and quirked his brow as best he could. Clone? huh? He wasn't a clone! Well, at least Ket didn't think he was a clone...the last thing he remembered was escaping some weird planet that he'd been prisioner for three months.
"Cl...clone? But Rama...I'm not a clone..."
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-23-2002 03:33 PM:
"Ket... there is something different about you."
Nikka stated as she looked over him again. She noticed the marking on his arm and didn't remember that before... but then again, she may not have noticed it before.
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-24-2002 12:03 AM:
"Yes you are.......you have the mark. And Ogre left this place a long time ago.....and If he ever ventured off that hole of a planet I'd gut him myself. Can you explain why you didn't know I hated him so?"
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-26-2002 01:07 AM:
*OOC: here we go...I got it. The Hutts had a clone made of Ket, a native on tatooine, to be used as their enforcer. - grin - )
Ket blinked and sat up slowly, propping himself up on the headboard of the bed. He looked down, thinking...
"Well, like I said...as far as I know, It's been exactly three months since the council promoted me to the rank of Warrior. I even remember Grendal and Dale congratulating me. I took a trip before my training was to start again with...well, you know who, and I got captured by the hutts. I basicly was used as their death machine until I could get that god dammed thing out of my body and escape without blowing the frag up. I couldn;t find any of my ships, so I stole an old Y-Wing I found near the outskirts, hopped in and headed back here. My ship was a peice of bantha poodoo, though...It damn near incinerated on reentry and this is why I look like crap..."
Ket kinda chuckled, and then winced, holding his side.
"As far as that armour there goes...I found it in the Y-Wing. thankfully, it didnt get melted to nothing when I crashed...I could most likely trade it for a new lightsaber..."
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-26-2002 01:22 AM:
"3 months?"
:: Rama almost said it mockingly. ::
"They must have used some old memory copies on you, it's been a little longer then 3 months......Dale left with Ogre and that other thing. I was glad to be rid of them in the end......I heard thru grapevine they joined The Black Hand. Which is fitting......all the spineless scum in one place. As for Grendel.........who knows. More then likely dead."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-26-2002 08:31 PM:
He sat there...stunned. He was a clone?! He was a fake! A dammed imitation of somone else! He growled low...all those memories, a fake! nothing more than implants!!! Ket the looked to Rama, and spoke...
"Either way, clone or not, I am a Sith and a member of this Empire. And If I have to fight to keep that way I will...my memories may be fake, but you know what? This is my home. period. I have no place else to go. Tell me Rama...would you toss me aside? A willing warrior with the will to go on and fight for the glory of this empire and his friends?"
Ket knew that if he didn't show his strength, Rama would scoff at him and leave him for dead. One thing he knew about Rama, fake memories or not, was that he was totaly cruel and cold, with good reason. Ket closed his eyes, and despite his wounds, He sat up. He slowly swung his legs to the side of the bed, and slide himself off. He took a bit of time, but he stood upright, despite the pain. Rather, he let it envelop him, and give him strength.
"I will not be denied, Rama. I swear this upon my life, I will not be denied. And I will never give up...."
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-26-2002 10:46 PM:
"It is not for me to decide what to do with you.........If your convictions are actually as strong as you make them appear then you'll have to take your sad sad story to the council, but their may come a day when you look back and think that maybe desecration IS the better part of valor."
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Posted by Ket Van Derveld on 12-27-2002 04:36 AM:
He looked to Rama and something odd happened...his lips began to curl, his face distorted...and he grinned. And then, a small laugh on top of that!
"Rama...my story is not sad. pathetic, yes...but it's not my fault that someone decided to make a clone of some Sith and make him to their dirty work. Perhaps...perhaps I will be greater than the original...better...stronger...faster. But, first and foremost, I can;t go parading around as "Ket Van Derveld" anymore, now can I?"
He began to pace lightly across the floor...as best he could in his current condition. He rubbed the back of his neck lightly as he muttered to himself, and then, it came to him.
"Well...the original's name is Keticus Limelight Van Derveld...perhaps...perhaps if I take the nickname Ket and flip it to Tek and use the middle name as a last name..."
He looked up with a smile.
"From now on...I will be known as Tek Limelight. and I even like the spelling..."
Considering this was the orginal's room, and apparently a great deal of time had passed since Ket was here...he walked over to what he "remembered" to be the cloothing drawer and pressed the button to open it. He rumaged through and found a yellow karate Gi and pant set and a black belt. and medical tape. He scooped up the clothing and entered the latrine for a bit of privacy...
About 10 minutes later...
Tek walked out of the latrine, his ratty hair pulled into short dredlocks, and the yellow karate Gi and pant set upon his person. he had the medical tape wrapped around his forearms/hands and his ankles/feet. He grabbed his black robe and slid it on, pulling the hood down. He looked to Rama and spoke in a low tone...
"Is the council room still where I 'remember' it?"
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "North Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Rama Sha on 12-27-2002 08:45 PM:
"If that's where you remeber it........then that is where it is."
:: Rama turned and walked toward the door. ::
"I hope you prove your worth to the Empire, or someone else."
:: Rama walked out of the Med Bay. ::
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Posted by Tek Limelight on 12-28-2002 01:26 AM:
Tek grinned lightly to himself as he looked to Nikka.
"I will...trust me, I will..."
Ket then turned and began to walk toward the council room. He briefly paused before he began to walk again, speaking to Nikka.
"Your welcome to join me there, if you like..."
Tek Limelight
16 year old clone of Ket Van Derveld
Weilder of the "Shining Star"
lightsaber
Warrior of The Sith Empire
AIM: Ket Limelight
E-Mail: [email protected]
"Hey baby, I'm a blast from the past!"
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 12-28-2002 01:52 AM:
She shook her head briefly, heading for the exit. As she stopped in front of Tek, she smiled.
"I'm afraid I cannot. I have other matters to attend to. I do hope that the two of us will cross paths again. You've been a great friend. I wish you all the best."
Nodding briefly, she turned and headed down the corridor.