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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2012 12:29:03 GMT -5
"....Like I said...It'd be better if only you and I knew... Having to watch as someone you cared about's body is broken and mangled while tied down isn't exactly FUN. I'd rather DIE then go through it AGAIN. When it happen's the first time you feel as if death itself would just walk over and ignore the person begging for death. Do you want to experience that? To watch as he bleed's while they rip his eye out, break every bone in his body, cut his finger's and toes off and force you to watch as they brand him with piece's of metal....? Would you want to watch that? I can tell you from personnel experience....NO ONE should be forced into that. Not even Jabba...And he's the reason why it happened to me. No... It'd be better if only you and I knew...At least then I could bite the fake tooth in my mouth and die from poisioning... And you'd be spared a show." Maud'Dib said, now mounting Gra'tua and turning to look at Melly. Blood filled tear's streaked down his face.
"It's better off he doesn't remember where this place is... I ohnestly wish the drug worked the way Strangiite did....But it doesn't...It only take's away the what is needed to find the place...Not the WHO or the WHERE. But the HOW... I've mixed every drop of potion's...liquid's... And other thing's, but they didn't work. So now I'm haunted by nightmare's Melly... I cry so much that blood come's out... Would you want that for him? Or you?" Maud'Dib went silent. Like as if someone hit the mute button on a remote. He turned from the pair, pulled his hood over his head, a mask made from black silk, and started his ride home.
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"Did you have to tell them every detail Maud'Dib? Every last detail that you could remember?" Gra'tua asked, sensing her master's agony about the memories.
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"Yes...Yes I did... Please, let's not speak of this anymore..." Maud'Dib sat silently for the rest of the ride home, he did nothing when he was surrounded by thieve's who just wanted money. He let them beat him and take what little money he had, Gra'tua didn't do anything, for she was not ordered to. When he finally passed out, Gra'tua picked him up onto her back, and carried him the rest of the way to Jabba's Palace.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 8:31:59 GMT -5
((We should probably get to the pod racing soon~))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 18:06:07 GMT -5
Chir'lales was ready to try and radio the group again. None of them had respond even after a few other tries. They should be back by now and something felt wrong. Things got even more complex when Muad'Dib showed back up alone and completely beat up. “Bloody hell what happened there.” He didn’t approach him or the Nexu as he wasn’t sure how the beast would treat him while his master was out cold. Instead he hastened over to the other skiff and got to work. If he was lucky Jabba was paranoid and had trackers on the other skiff. With a little skill and a whole lot of luck he could ping the other skiff and find out if they were all right.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 18:35:09 GMT -5
"They're fine... Melly is just having time with Byter,I wouldn't worry about them for while. So... When's the pod race?"Maud'Dib asked, somehow finding the will to live in this world.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2012 4:09:11 GMT -5
Byter was still frozen, his glazed eyes the only thing moving. They focused on Melly, then rapidly to the nearby skiff. He repeated the process several times.
He didn't like being paralyzed in a desert where the words, "Tusken Raiders", was an everyday topic for conversation. It was funny. The only thing from his memories taken from him was how to get here, to this beautiful paradise. His inner soul shrugged. Maybe the ex-bounty hunter had issues. But you had to give it to his self-made Strangiite. Pretty powerful stuff. But the guy was still an asshole. Byter would've probably done it to himself if he was given money for it.....
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2012 8:01:20 GMT -5
Melly caught the message, but wasn't about to drag the heavy male all the way to the skiff. He would have to deal with being out here a little bit longer. Either way, he would have to wait for the effects to fade.
"There's one flaw in his plan." She finally spoke. "You may have forgotten how you got here, but you'll figure it out on the way back. And if Charlie comes after us then he'll know too." She shook her head and let out a deep sigh. It irritated her when people didn't think things through. No wonder the bounty hunter was never able to get off the planet.
She was silent for a little while. It seemed like everyone had some kind of relationship problem in the past. She counted herself lucky. It looked like it was destroying Maud'Dib from the inside out. She didn't know about Byter, and it was obvious that Charlie had something at one point. "I wonder what it's like?" Melly spoke out of nowhere and leaned back, using her arms to support her. She wasn't really talking to him, but more like thinking out loud. Byter was free to answer if he could. "...having a mate."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2012 12:36:21 GMT -5
Byter's eyes widened. Mate? Woah there, not yet! His tank was empty after dealing with those slaves. And what should happen if she wanted to take advantage of him while in his stupor? Crud.
Oh. Wait. She didn't mean it like that. He let out the proverbial sigh of relief. Wait, he could move again! He hopped up. "Okay! ENough small talk, let's get moving. And since I loathe what that guy would do if I should remember coming here, Ill blindfold myself to save the trouble."
He hopped in the speeder. Fast talking usually got him out of scary situations. Relationship talk was one of them.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2012 14:09:52 GMT -5
Chir'lales turned around just as the skiff had been located. The message flashed on the screen for a few seconds and then faded away. All the while his focus had been relocated to Muad'Dib who seemed to have woken up from his beating. “Well look who decided to join the living. First your leg and now this. Are you trying to lose the race?” He was a little suspicious. They still knew little about this guy. How did they know he wasn’t just working undercover for Jabba and was giving them false hope with this face. He would be keeping his eye on the male.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2012 19:50:03 GMT -5
Melly sighed and followed after him. He didn't seem to be too interested with what she had to say so she'd shut up. It was hard being around guys sometimes.
Eventually they made it back to the palace. The others were already there and looked as though they were preparing for this race. She didn't know much about the pods or machines in general, but she could certainly drive them. After seeing Byter crash into everything, the girl had planned on taking the wheel unless he proved himself otherwise. No doubt there would be tension between the pair. She expected it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2012 8:47:08 GMT -5
"I'll give you fella's a head start, that way, I won't fell to bad when I win...." Maud'Dib said, stretching and feeling his arm's pop from being locked in a certain position for to long. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Byter. He sighed abit to himself. He should probbably go apologize, and get whatever punishment in store for him over with... So he started his walk over.
"Hey...Byter...About the memory thing.... I...Damnit, I'm not good at this... I apologize. I know it's not my legal right to take that away from you, but... That place... It's very special to me. My first love and I both agreed to take care of it, and.... Jabba found out that she knew where it was... So... He tortured her infront of me.... He made sure I saw everything... I-I-..." Maud'Dib chocked on this point. He then turned, and pulled out a small vile of liquid, opened the cap, and the sweet smell of old Vodka drifted to his nose. He took a quick sip, closed it, and put it back in his pocket.
"I'm sorry. I'll take my leave now." He then started his walk. At this point he seemed more like an abandoned puppy than a human being. Skulking about trying to find a reason to live...
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"Maud'Dib...Jabba has a message that I must send to you..." A guard, human suprisingly enough, walked over to the pod racer's.
"He say's that you must be in first place for you to win your freedom, and right to leave Tatooine." The guard then simply turned and walked off to return to Jabba, or Jabba's sex slave's.
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Maud'Dib didn't care about that right now....All he cared about was that someone would remember him... In a good way, of course. The one thing from the Mandolorian's that he kept. Being remembered...
"That's fine with me..."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2012 4:29:08 GMT -5
Byter, who was currently blindfolded, decided to poke a little fun at Muad'Ib. He turned the opposite way from the guy as if he didn't know where he was and started talking. "No need to explain yourself. Probably would've done the same thing in your position."
He chuckled. "You know, I would've done it, if you'd just asked me. But, I would've asked for a little cash first. Strangiite is the weirdest thing and that stuff messes with my head. Ya got any vodka? Usually puts it right..."
He took away the blindfold and looked in his direction.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2012 5:57:24 GMT -5
"Ok...And? I would have payed you either way... What, you don't remember???" Maud'Dib smiled, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a bag of cash.
"Here. The vodka you already had, so your set."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2012 20:10:01 GMT -5
Melly remained quite the entire time. She leaned against a nearby wall and studied the machines that surrounded them. With every minute that passed she began to care less and less about the race. She yawned, and watched as the guard passed by her. If only they were sparring instead of racing. That would be interesting. Mel smirked at the thought and looked down. "Shouldn't be too long now.."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2012 4:34:44 GMT -5
Byter took the cash and sighed. There went his bluff. Alcohol always did him good when driving.....
He went over to the pod they would be co-driving and looked under it. He got on his back and looked into the inner workings. He smirked. What was that doing there? Being a smuggler didn't mean he was good with engines, but he knew a speed reducer when he saw one. Black market objects, they were often used in races like these to kinda 'fix' them. Meaning that they would lose should he keep it on. Not on your life. He unhooked it and threw it away, reaching into his bag to find something else to put in its place. A FlyBoy enhancer, another black market object. This one did the exact opposite of the speed reducer. It made things whizz by.
He rolled out from under it and took a look at the cockpit. Two seater, back-to-back, one for the pilot and one for another person. He inspected the controls for the second person and grinned. Weapon systems. Contraband. Sweet. He knew how much these people cheated, so might as well have these to defend themselves. The colors were red, with a black engraving of a supernova on the side, a bursting sun. He grinned. THis was going to be fun.
(Want to have a separate thread for the race?)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2012 5:42:34 GMT -5
Maud'Dib could see that Melly was bored, perhap's she needed some excitment...?
"Hey, Melly! I need some practice... You game? The race doesn't start for another hour so we have enough time for one or two round's of sparring...." Maud'Dib asked, looking over at her and wondering if she would rise to the occasion.
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