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Silly Ole Bear
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Ooc: Awww, Silver, you know I am a better lover than a fighter... lol.
Hey, whats up with everyone else taking Ronag's powers? It seems like I am gone for one day, and everyone gets them but him? Well, this does change what I originally wanted to happen to Ronag, and what I wanted to be in store for Kayla and Silver, but I suppose I have to deal with it. Like I always do.
Hey, guys. I was thinking about the twins past, and I believe I have it figured out. I wish I could see Episode 2 and 3. Then I could make sure I didn't step on anyone's toes, but I am pretty sure I know... I won't tell for a while though, need to build the suspense, and all that writer crap....
(ducks, the typewriter flies by)
Ganor
His side ached, like he knew it would. Damn Jedi, always hiding behind something. His brother didn't hide beind anything, his brother would always fight him one on one no matter what.
Zen, the asshole, was like a snake in the grass. He even dared to call himself a Jedi. Pathetic.
Ganor sliced the saber with a great strength, Zen barely was able to block it.
He quickly psun around, sending his saber out like a long pole. Zen jumped in the air, missingly the deadly blow. He returned the attack in the air. Ganor ducked out of the way, protecting his hurt side.
Zen brought his foot down into Ganor's side. He yelled at the pain, but still tripped Zen. He rolled away from Ganor, tting up again.
Ganor brought the saber to his side. He was past talking, he was past silly games, it was time for death. Ganor gently let the saber rise to his face, and then past his head. HE aimed a force, one bigger than he had ever contained before at Zen. He concentrated deeply on it, molding it, shaping it.
In a fit of rage he let it fly at Zen. The force knocked him down, his saber lay harmslessly beside him.
Ganor watched.
Ronag
(oh shit, I don't know what to do, everyone else was playing him so well, and now I have to come in here and ruin everything, damn me)
It was a farm, wasn't it? There were no fields, it looked of desert, not that of a farm, but still he had a feeling of a farm...
Ronag stared at her eyes. His mind gone, and yet searching deeply. He was finding himself as he was losing himself.
He was barely aware of being above the ground.
He could no longer feel the damp Dagobah earth, but it didn't matter.
Nothing much mattered anymore.
His breath weakened. Ronag felt Silver's hand was taking, grabbing his own strength from him. (Isn't that what your doing?)
He couldn't breathe as well. His mind couldn't focus on her eyes, but they wouldn't let go of her gaze. He was lost, lost under the water, and couldn't get up for air.
Then, it all went black.
Ronag slumped down to the floor, his breathing gone, his heart stopped. He was...
dead.
dead.
No, not dead, almost, but not dead.
The farm, was a desert, but in the desert things grew. There was a small town nearby, dad would go there sometime. ronag remembered growing up, he remembred playing with his brother. He could remember... his... his...
grandmother. A lovely woman, with golden brown hair, and deep brown eyes. She was living with his father and mother on the desert.
She was waiting for something... waiting for his uncle. He had an uncle. Ronag and Ganor had an uncle...
Had... he was dead now.
Ronag searched through his memories, he had to know more... but the world swam back to him...
Kayla spoke to him, "get up. Get up now!"
Ronag opened his eyes. He was sprawled out on the floor (how is he laying down Money??? Spread eagle! lol).
Silver was there looking up to him.
Something was back, he was given it, and he could feel it. he had... she had given him something. Something that belonged to him, and Silver had something that belonged to him too.
He had to get it back.
Ronag stood up, taking out the new saber. He stared directly into her eyes, but this time no power took a hold of him. He was in control now.
"It is time..."
Hey, whats up with everyone else taking Ronag's powers? It seems like I am gone for one day, and everyone gets them but him? Well, this does change what I originally wanted to happen to Ronag, and what I wanted to be in store for Kayla and Silver, but I suppose I have to deal with it. Like I always do.
Hey, guys. I was thinking about the twins past, and I believe I have it figured out. I wish I could see Episode 2 and 3. Then I could make sure I didn't step on anyone's toes, but I am pretty sure I know... I won't tell for a while though, need to build the suspense, and all that writer crap....
(ducks, the typewriter flies by)
Ganor
His side ached, like he knew it would. Damn Jedi, always hiding behind something. His brother didn't hide beind anything, his brother would always fight him one on one no matter what.
Zen, the asshole, was like a snake in the grass. He even dared to call himself a Jedi. Pathetic.
Ganor sliced the saber with a great strength, Zen barely was able to block it.
He quickly psun around, sending his saber out like a long pole. Zen jumped in the air, missingly the deadly blow. He returned the attack in the air. Ganor ducked out of the way, protecting his hurt side.
Zen brought his foot down into Ganor's side. He yelled at the pain, but still tripped Zen. He rolled away from Ganor, tting up again.
Ganor brought the saber to his side. He was past talking, he was past silly games, it was time for death. Ganor gently let the saber rise to his face, and then past his head. HE aimed a force, one bigger than he had ever contained before at Zen. He concentrated deeply on it, molding it, shaping it.
In a fit of rage he let it fly at Zen. The force knocked him down, his saber lay harmslessly beside him.
Ganor watched.
Ronag
(oh shit, I don't know what to do, everyone else was playing him so well, and now I have to come in here and ruin everything, damn me)
It was a farm, wasn't it? There were no fields, it looked of desert, not that of a farm, but still he had a feeling of a farm...
Ronag stared at her eyes. His mind gone, and yet searching deeply. He was finding himself as he was losing himself.
He was barely aware of being above the ground.
He could no longer feel the damp Dagobah earth, but it didn't matter.
Nothing much mattered anymore.
His breath weakened. Ronag felt Silver's hand was taking, grabbing his own strength from him. (Isn't that what your doing?)
He couldn't breathe as well. His mind couldn't focus on her eyes, but they wouldn't let go of her gaze. He was lost, lost under the water, and couldn't get up for air.
Then, it all went black.
Ronag slumped down to the floor, his breathing gone, his heart stopped. He was...
dead.
dead.
No, not dead, almost, but not dead.
The farm, was a desert, but in the desert things grew. There was a small town nearby, dad would go there sometime. ronag remembered growing up, he remembred playing with his brother. He could remember... his... his...
grandmother. A lovely woman, with golden brown hair, and deep brown eyes. She was living with his father and mother on the desert.
She was waiting for something... waiting for his uncle. He had an uncle. Ronag and Ganor had an uncle...
Had... he was dead now.
Ronag searched through his memories, he had to know more... but the world swam back to him...
Kayla spoke to him, "get up. Get up now!"
Ronag opened his eyes. He was sprawled out on the floor (how is he laying down Money??? Spread eagle! lol).
Silver was there looking up to him.
Something was back, he was given it, and he could feel it. he had... she had given him something. Something that belonged to him, and Silver had something that belonged to him too.
He had to get it back.
Ronag stood up, taking out the new saber. He stared directly into her eyes, but this time no power took a hold of him. He was in control now.
"It is time..."