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tushanshu_ooc2016-02-10 05:00 pm
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Starkiller deactivates and stows his lightsabers, turning to address the crowd.]
Look...I know I could've hurt someone, but...I didn't have a choice. It was either them or you people, and I won't let innocent blood get spilled, all right?
[Not satisfied with the angry looks he's getting, Starkiller flips on the hood of his cloak, and storms off.]
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Is the pinkskin a shaman? Are there even pinkskin shamans? Until a couple years ago Kevas didn't even know there were troll druids so it's not impossible. Kevas also takes notice of the angry glares as the would be hero storms away.
Out of a some curiosity and a lot of boredom, Kevas slips out of his dark alleyway and silently follows the brooding pinkskin shaman.]
An ungrateful lot ain't dey? Save dere lives and cook dem up a meal at da same time and suddenly ya get da cold shoulder.
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I don't blame them. People are afraid of power.
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[Kevas can practically see the storm cloud raging over his head.]
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There's...someone I was fighting for. The only person that really matters me. She's...not here. I'm not even sure I'd want her to be.
[As of on cue, a memory flash barges in unannounced, as Starkiller sees a young blonde woman in his mind's eye "Will I...ever see you again?" He clutches his head for a few seconds until the memory fades.]
Her name is Juno.
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Oof, ladymon problems, I be knowin' what da be like.
[That Kevas has some honest sympathy for, but when the pinkskin suddenly clutches his skull he makes no move to help. Instead he just observes. This guy might be more interesting than Kevas previously thought.]
Dis place ain't be dat bad though. Sure it be a little weird but what place ain't? At least it be interestin'.
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"You're right, you could have hurt someone. Ironic how someone who clearly uses the Dark Side is so concerned with innocent life."
[A bearded man with blue eyes looks critically at the other from beneath the hood of his cloak. His voice suggesting that he's not convinced.]
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"You don't know anything about me, Master Kenobi. I'm not some fallen Jedi you can guilt into repentance. The Dark Side is a means to an end. Nothing more."
[There's conflict in Starkiller, despite the conviction in his voice. "Vader thinks he's turned you, but I can sense your future...and Vader won't always be your master." The vision hits him hard, and Starkiller clutches his head in pain at the forced intrusion.]
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The Dark Side is always a means to someone's end. Those who use it only think of themselves. And at what cost?"
[The Jedi Master's brow then furrowed slightly at the man clutches his head. He can sense the conflict.]
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Look, General...you don't have to agree with how I do things, but...you've gotta know we're on the same side. I'm not a Sith, and I'm not fighting for myself. I'm...fighting for someone...something else...
[Another vision, as a young blonde woman confronts him "You're still loyal to Vader! After he branded me a traitor, and tried to kill you...", and a vision of the Rebel Starbird floats through his mind, on a roughspun tapestry on an old wooden hut.]
I know you don't believe me, and I'm not asking you to. Just...I'm not the person you think I am.
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[How could he? After he'd seen what the Sith can do, what the Dark Side can do. He was one of the last Jedi. His friends betrayed and murdered by the very person he had trained from a young boy. The very person who had trained this man, though he didn't know it. Still, Obi-Wan didn't sense any dishonesty from the man.]
Then perhaps you can explain.
[He'll give you a chance. A chance to tell him who exactly you are. Maybe then he could believe him.]
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I used to be a Sith Apprentice, and my Master was Darth Vader. He...took me as a child. Murdered my father, and hid me away so he could train me to kill Jedi. He told me we were to kill the Emperor someday. He called me "Starkiller".
[A vision of an old man in Jedi robes floats through his mind "I never wanted this for you. I never wanted any of this for you. I'm sorry, son."]
I did as I was ordered. Hunted Jedi so I could get stronger, but Vader betrayed me. Made me gather the Emperor's enemies...he told me I was supposed to distract the Emperor, but all he wanted was to kill them himself.
[A particularly powerful vision flashes through Starkiller's mind, of him seeming to sacrifice himself to save the Rebel senators.]
I...I couldn't let him do it. I...I wanted to save them.
[Starkiller sighs. He's never actually told anyone about that. As conflicted as his thoughts are, his intentions are pure. As deep into the Dark Side as he is, he was a weapon of the Light.]
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He could sense the sincerity and his hard feelings begin to melt away, replaced with compassion.]
If what you say is true. Then let me help you. If all you've ever known is the Dark Side, I can show you the Light.
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It's ironic. Vader...assigned an assassin droid as my personal droid, programmed it to kill me at random, using simulations of different people...Jedi...bounty hunters...you name it. One of the very first simulations I fought was you.
[He sighs again, the storm cloud that had been hanging over him was starting to lift.]
I've been...trying to be better. Even had a Jedi as a teacher. I've been nothing but a weapon for so long...I don't know if I can be anything else.
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Darth Vader wasn't always so evil. He was my apprentice. I trained and raised him from a small boy. Except he was taught to be a Jedi, not a Sith.
[It was practically the opposite situation to Starkiller's.]
If someone can be consumed by darkness as he was, then I believe you can learn to use the light as well.
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[As much as Vader had made Starkiller suffer through his life, there had never been cruelty, only anger, despair, and rage. It gave Starkiller perspective on the man who had raised him.]
I...appreciate your confidence in me. The...Jedi I was training under, General Rahm Kota, he tried, but even Master Kota saw me as a weapon to be used. He wanted me to lead the Rebels, give them something to rally behind.
[Starkiller's feelings on Kota were conflicted. As much as he respected Kota, Kota didn't respect him.]
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I see. In this place there are no rebels, no empire, no reason to have a weapon. But it is ultimately your choice.
[Only Starkiller could determine his destiny.]
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I've lived my whole life with a lightsaber in my hand. If I can use it to help people, then that's what I'll do.
[He stows the hilts back on his belt, flexing his fingers.]
But I'll need your help. To turn all of the power in me into something better. Something worthy of my father's name.