((OOS: Sorry for delay, was temporarily computer-less. ^^
Cracken: I assume we're talking about the same tower))
*Gilian and Rwos re-enter the top of the tower*
Gilian: Another vampire? *She draws her blade* You should have run with the others while you had the chance.
Rwos: *suddenly realizing* Cracken? What in...
It's definitely Cracken. But what is this? That has to be some sort of magic I'm sensing...else how am I sensing it? But how would Cracken get that kind of power...
*Below the tower, Starr lands his transport. He can sense Cracken, but...different somehow...
He Force leaps into the air, aiming for a path to the top of the tower*
*It took several minutes to calm Farran down. By that time everyone had got the news from the Holonet; the sun over Coruscant was somehow, impossibly, blocked out*
Farran: Magic. It's magic, it has to be.
Artemis: But sir, magic...
Farran: I know! Not in this dimension. But how do you know someone didn't bring it in? Someone like me?
Artemis: Well, of course it's possible... but the amount of power it would take, well...again, possible, but hard to believe.
Farran: I've seen far more unbelievable things in my lifetime.
Artemis: The question remains, what do we do about it?
Farran: We run. Get off this planet, that's what. Get to somewhere less populated, less central to galactic affairs. Somewhere where it's easier to hide.
Artemis: But sir, need I remind you that as far as the galaxy is concerned, Farran Darkholme is dead...along with all the other Imperial Separatist Councilmen, when Starr Hailfire demolished their capital building.
Farran: It isn't the galaxy I'm worried about.
edited because Cracken's not in the same room as Rwos
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Last edited by Redwing; 05-17-2003 at 04:28 PM.