<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Kfoooom... The atmoshpere range out a whining explosion, as he hit through it, and hurdled down below. Conner hung on tightly, confused at what had just transpired. His brother just killed an entire group of diplomats, blamed it on him, and is currently doing god knows what else on that ship. "Dam..." He said as he looked at the floor. "How could I not see this?..." He had no windows to look out to. Windows are structural weaknesses for such small pods. And were no longer used. So he had no idea where he was landing, if he was landing at all! For all he knew he could be drifting off into the unknown. Lost in space. But, his question soon had answer's. As another boom scrapped against the pod. As it reached mock 1, and crashed into the cold earthy dirt of Dantooing... He slowly crawled out. Crawling to a nearby tree. As his head rang like crazy. He soon drifted into a deep sleep... His body resting, and healing. </span><br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#800080">Conal looked at the blood on his hands. Then, to the reflection of metal on the ship. It wasnt a very good one, but he can see enough to know he did not want to look any further. Seeing the burnt, scar across his once beautiful face. With a deep breath, concealing his incredible hatred towards his brother right now. He began to telepathically communicate with Casriel. 'Finish your mission quickly. We must not linger too long. Once this ship is sabotaged, get to my cruiser. I would rather not leave one of my greatest assets behind in an exploding vessel... Make sure to leave some survivors, we need the republics outrage.' He then began to walk up, and deeper into the vessel. A few minutes later, reaching his cruiser. The crew was in panick, as the Sith he left behind were left to wreak havoc. To die, and kill under the guise that they were commanded by Conner. All fools, manipulated into a foolish sacrifice. Explosions can be heard out in space. As those very sith took control of the command center. And started firing onto the other cruiser. Which, by Conals senses had two smart jedi, whom already fled to the planets surface. "Are you hurt lord Conal?" A trooper asked as his squad came to his aid. Conals hand still grasping onto his burnt face. "Nothing I cant live with. Come, we must evacuate the ship." The troopers looked towards the other men. Marching down the halls to attack the sith ' 'traitors' ' . "But sir.. With all due respect we must take back-" "Then die, and not take my kind offer." He then began to walk towards the dock where his cruiser was held. "Wait, well come." Their leader said, as they hurried to follow him aboard. As part of the very few survivors that there will be. Cowards, such coward conal thought. But, he needed to keep under his lie, just long enough for his plans to come into fruition.<br/>
</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">Diana sighed as she looked around the bustling bar. A haven for delinquents, wannabe gangsters, bounty hunters, and swindlers. She couldn't understand it but her father seemed to have made a place where all the slime of dantooing wants to come by and have a drink. And, she hated how they all looked at her. Almost all any way. She has been hit on a few times, but always turned them down in her shy, sensitive way. But, she seemed so weak that, a few times a man would try and have their way with her. But, she can always count on him... The only person she doesn't mind looking at her. <br/>
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She looked around, at the band playing old classics in the corner. The dirty, stained walls. The rust floor. The rusty counters. It was a pit, no matter how hard she tried. But, she at least made a decent living. Knowing that if she had to, she can thrive off this bar. Her bored expression soon turned into a bright smile, as she sees who walks in from the door. "Titus!" She proclaims, as she hurriedly get's a glass. "What would you like to drink?... I mean.. How was your day Titus?" She fumbled with her words. As she filled the glass with ice, and awaited his answer. Of course she was happy to see him. He was her only friend in this whole pit of a backwater town. The only things good about it, was Titus, and the jedi temple off the coast of this town. The threat of jedi keeping most slime and villainy in check.</span><br/><br/>[video=youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMOhsvhF4Jw[/video]