#oc: norwan of tython

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Large Chapter!

I couldn’t find a good place to cut it, so here’s the conclusion to the final battle and the initial part of its aftermath. 

Rating: E (T this chapter)

Pairing:  Theron Shan/Smuggler

Quote:

The shuttle was airborne, but the distinct growl of a freighter on approach came to his ears.  His head whipped around to see the approach of Virtue’s Thief.

Would it get here in time?

Suddenly, Norwan felt the long-latent instinct to stare at Revan.

To see him as a predator does prey.

To feel and know his every move before he could make it.

I am one with the Force and the Force is with me.

How he moved – what he would do – what he would discard in favor of fighting another  day –

Norwan read his foe.

And in a blur, Norwan charged at Revan –

Who managed to parry and twist around both Marr and Beniko, freeing both of his blades as he pivoted to face Norwan.

Norwan used the Force to augment his speed –

 Just a little faster, just a little more –

He was going to regret this.

Revan’s arms began their spin toward Norwan, prepared to carve him into four limbs and a trunk.

And then –

Norwan extended his right leg and let his left knee buckle beneath him, folding his left leg so the ankle crossed under his right knee.

As Revan’s blades approached, he leaned as far back as he possibly could without dislocating something –

He felt the skin across the backs of thighs and calves drag across the tile, being sliced up even with the robes.  The skin was scraped upward, layer by layer, as the slide continued –

Norwan felt the heat of the lightsabers pass right by his face.  He could even hear the kyber crystals vibrate in their sockets.

He saw none of this.  His eyes were on Revan’s ankles –

As Norwan continued the agonizing slide, Revan turned his face to the sky and prepared to make the jump for the shuttle – he could make it.  Most Force -Users would have.

But even if they are Jedi and Sith, they remain mortal and restricted by their physical bodies.

As Norwan passed by the Prodigal Knight’s feet, he slashed at the backs of his heels –

And severed the calcaneal tendons, those which connected the muscles of the calf to the bones of the heel.

Jedi or not, he couldn’t jump without them.

Revan bellowed in rage and in pain, and Norwan felt himself grabbed –

His slide came to a brutal stop as he was pinned to the ground by his throat – the Force choke –

The weight – he was ground down into the shards of tiles, cutting into his back

Wet with blood.

Blackened skies overhead

Clouds swirled

The rain was slowing down

So was his breathing – what with his airway being crushed

That shuttle was further away –

Flashes of light – he was starting to see purples and blues –

Archie –

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Double Update: Chapters 9 and 10 -- "In Dreams" and "Cap and Captains"

Rating: T for a disturbing 'death' scene

From "In Dreams":

Norwan knew his path.  He let himself fall back into the easy embrace of his childhood faith –

He remembered Tython and every rock he lifted – including the one he fell off of and how he earned himself a stay in the medical center and a metal plate in his skull.

He remembered the Twi’lek who had found the Force and his freedom when he had consigned himself to die. 

He had died too soon.  ...Norwan did not want to die too late.

Eva felt that peace and let her hands fall to her sides.  She watched, silent now.

Norwan drew himself to his feet – and maybe Kallig pushed him up without his hands. 

He summoned his lightsaber to his hand, one last time. 

The Emperor smirked.

Norwan kept his eyes open.  “There was one part of the Sith creed that was right.  Was always right.  Will always be right.”

The smirk was fading.

Norwan smiled, politely as he had when faced with Master Satele.  “The Force will set me free.”

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From "Cap and Captains":

If you make it back to Republic space before me, go to Port Nowhere and send me the signal. I'll come running-- but not before I stop off at the market on Coruscant that sells that thing from Naboo you like so much.  I noticed you ran out of it.

Come home.  We all love you.

Eva’s hands shook as she put down the datapad. 

“I love you guys, too.”

She was able to wipe at her eyes with a spare napkin Lana had left with another nutrient pack, if she wanted it.  (No, she did not want it.)  She knew she’d made a promise to Lana she wouldn’t reply.

But…

“Goddamn you, Corso Riggs, you might break my will yet.”  Eva drew her knees up to her chest as she continued to perch by the viewport. 

…when they were young, she and Corso sat on Pub Fleet and watched the stars and the ships go in and out.  Eva had seen it all before, but for him…

…when he was a merc, they didn’t do anything slow.  It was always rushing to the next planet, into the next job.  “One of the perks of having me as your boss – I don’t do rush jobs unless I’m getting paid for it!” 

And so they did take the slow routes around the galaxy, in between errands for Risha and then the Pub itself as privateers.  Corso said she’d taken him on the biggest adventure he’d ever had. 

…and then it ended with –

Smoke

Heat

The red light pulsing in time with the claxons

“Cap!”

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Incorrect Quotes Generator: SWTOR edition

tagged by @a-muirehen ; tagging @vexa-legacy , @swtorpadawan, @rinskiroo, @grandninjamasterren, @storyknitter @queen-scribbles, @shabre-legacy AND anyone else who wants to join in on the chaos. 

On top of my own toons, I threw in Theron and Lana for giggles.

...strangely, this game loves Gronn and Fria and is really good at describing them.

Group Efforts

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Theron: Come to dinner tonight. I can’t cook, but I’ll bring plenty of free wine.

Eva: Marry me.

This one is canon, actually. xD

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Lana: Gronn is restricted to decaf for the rest of this adventure.

...also canon.

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Norwan: If you got arrested what would be the charges? Lana: Theft. Padneema: Disturbing the peace. Fria: Aggravated assault. Gronn: Arson. Theron: All of the above. In that order, probably.

~~ Fria: Why don't humans have a specific noise that means "there are bees here, let's leave immediately." Why are elephants more advanced than us. Padneema: We do have a specific noise for it. It sounds like this: Padneema: "There are bees here, let's leave immediately."

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Lana: Christmas lights? Fria: Check. Eva: Thermos of hot cocoa? Fria: Check. Theron: Santa suits? Fria: Check. Gronn: Shovel? Fria: Check. Padneema: Alibi and bail money? Fria: Check- wait, WHAT?!

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Fria, trying their first ever cup of coffee: I am ENERGY! Theron, an avid coffee drinker, on their twelfth cup of the day: Someone slap me awake or I am literally going to fall into a coma in ten seconds.

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Padneema: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘I am very proud of you. Love, Theron’*

Eva: Oh yeah. I didn’t think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.’*

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Individual Hilarity

Gronn:  I’m gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul

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Theron: Dracula had it right, sleep all day, live alone in a castle, and explode into bats to get out of all social situations.

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Lana:

You seem familiar... have I threatened you before?

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Padneema: I’m the sexiest bitch in this therapy waiting room.

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Fria: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.

Fria: I tried to write ‘I'm a functional adult’ but my phone changed it to ‘fictional adult’ and i feel like that’s more accurate

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Eva: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down

Eva: If looking good was a crime, you’d be a law abiding citizen.

 (I might have to use this one)

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Double length chapter: ~8,000 words long

Rating: E (T this chapter for lots of drinking and gambling)

Summary:  After a tumultuous game last week, the crew of Virtue's Thief looks forward to a relatively quieter game -- and Guss's birthday at the stroke of midnight.  Of course, 'quieter' still means 3 plots of intrigue, 2 surprise guests, and a Jedi shot out of a tree...

Trivia:  The song our drunken comrades sing is actually from the Star Wars Holiday Special.