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Two young adults, from two very different backgrounds come together in an Epic adventure that will leave you craving more. -x- Young Andrew comes from a rich family. But unlike most rich families his parents set him to work. He lived a happy life, knowing he could use a thing called ‘The force’ to help him get a higher pay, and eventually own a store. It wasn’t till he met a young Jedi Master that he found his abilities useful for other purposes. After moving in he found he was not the only one to have been found. He has lived all his life on Coruscant and known only few from the galaxies and systems beyond. Other talents are unknown. -x- Hades, coming from a different planet with no sun, came with her brother Persephone to ‘Place of the sun’ (Coruscant) to open a restaurant business. When it started going down, Hades moved to the streets and helped her brother by bringing in random people, who luckily some returned and other didn’t. Hades knew of her power to use the force and influenced the weak minded. When it didn’t work on a Jedi, she was immediately taken to the council to be told about. She can sing and play the Violin, and fiddle, but she can’t dance. (she did that for entertainment at her brothers bar) -x- Having not know about each other the two met when they were on their way to see who there masters were. Since then Hades and Andrew somewhat got along. Often they would fight about right and wrong. Hades stole from the kitchen, though sometimes she got permission from her master. Andrew would often catch her and one of her friends sneaking into and some times out of the kitchen on the third floor of the building. Soon Andrew found himself falling into a forbidden love with his master. Who, to his great relief, fell in love with him as well. But for the sake of missions and her rank as master and possibly a position on the council, concealed her love for him and never let it show in the presence of another living soul. He has some ties with Chancellor as well. -x- What was happening with Hades during all of this? Well:
To tell truth and popular belief, Hades was finding that she herself was admiring Count Dooku for his wisdom, and knowledge of the force. But when it came to maters of the force she always turned to Master Windu, her own master, Master Kenobi or Master Yoda, whom she would see almost constantly for advice, or just someone new to talk to. She never let on that she admired the dark side of the force, Count Dooku or even just a little bit, The great and un-known lord of the Sith. -x- Filled with Forbidden Romance, action, laughs, and yes, even if it goes to the extent of a Bad Pun here and there, it WILL leave you craving more.
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The new day brought no excitement. In the city-planet of Coruscant, anyone could find just about anything to do. Anyone that is, except for one bored Padawan Jedi. He drummed his fingers on the hilt of the lightsaber resting on the right side of his belt as he lay dormant in his small, simple room. Simple grays were all the room offered for colour. The furniture was nothing more than a single bed, and a chest to hold personal things. The room was the choice of his Master. A lesson in humility. It was just the sort of thing for her to do. Such a durastic action for a seemingly small lesson. Andrew respected her all the same. It was her strange habits that made him smile, and be proud to train under such an amazing person.
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Her footsteps echoed as she strutted confidently down the large empty halls of an apartment complex. The buzz of a nearby cantina hummed quietly in her ears as she passed without giving so much as a look towards the commotion. Dark brown robes hugged her body lightly, not daring to display the curves of her breasts and hips. Her face was sharp, with prominent cheekbones and a cunning look in her eyes. Everything from her short, dark hair, down to her tight leather boots and elongated lightsaber hilt at her hip screamed danger. Her long legs kept a speedy pace without breaking into a run. As soon as she arrived at the location she was looking for, she let the flow of the Force open the door for her. Inside was a fairly tall young man with light brown hair falling down to his ears, and covering his brow. Powerful arms were crossed behind his head, giving it a place to rest as he lay with his eyes closed. "That's not the way to meditate, young Andrew." Her smooth, sweet voice came from her thin lips stretched into an unnerving, sly smile.
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Andrew's ears pricked up at the sound of his master's voice. "I'm sorry, Master Amberlynn. I was just getting some rest." The guilt of his master seeing him in such an undignified position vanished as soon as Amberlynn took a stride toward him. A hint of her smile was sill on her face, but her eyes seemed more calculating. Running down the length of his body, and back up to his eyes. "You need not worry. I was just sent by the council to bring you on an important assignment." She took another step towards Andrew, closing the distance between them. She reached down and layed a hand delicately on Andrew's neck. "We will be leaving tomorow, and will be travelling with a team of Jedi. This will be the last time we will be alone for a while." The door shut and locked as Amberlynn unfastened the belt at her waist. She placed her knee inbetween Andrew's legs and slid it up. As she lowered her body down on top of Andrew, she took some skin from Andrew's neck between her teeth and bit softly. "Be nice"
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ooc|| -facepalm- Try not to be to discriptive! I don't know THAT much about you-know-what. >.< I'll come to your house and haunt you if you get to discruptive! -didnotneedmentalimage- I'm only 15 cut me some slack! ^-^ But a good intro all the way through! >> Hope the windows were closed! ^^;
bic|| “Old McDonald had a farm! Ei, a-i o! And on this farm he had an igloo….” The song broke off and laughter replaced the next verse. “Igloo! Hahaha!!! Where did that come from?” a girl, around the average height of 5”3, sat in her plain cream colored boring room. The curtains were dark chocolate brown, and a few matching autumns sat by the windows. The rug was the same color as the walls, which made the place seem even more dull and boring. The bed covers were white with a quilt pattern design running along the edges. The bed frame its self was made of white whicker and at the end of this bed was a white whicker bench/chest that was used to store all of her cloths. And directly across from that was a fold away desk that was mounted to the wall by chains. To give the room a little flare the girl had purchased, with her own hard earned money, a large iron musical staff, a few quarter notes, half notes and eighth notes and arranged them on her bed wall. And the only nightstand she had was her old music stand. There were no lamps, no closets, and no study, just her whicker bed, whicker bench (That served as a chest), and a small pull out desk.
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Hades, for that was her name, lay on the bed staring up at the flat, lifeless ceiling plucking away at her Fiddle. The only times she would move was when she found a displeasing note, and she would sit up and tune it or change from Fiddle to Violin. Then she would lean herself back down, rest her head on the soft goose feather pillow, close her eyes and pluck away at the strings again. Often she would do this, “Better to keep it tuned than to let it rot away.” She always told herself, and to who ever asked why she did what she did. Sitting up now, she grabbed her bow and placed it on the strings and in one swift movement Hades started to play ‘Dixie Hoedown’.
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A shadow fell across the hall as a dark-skinned man in traditional Jedi robes came down the hall. His eyes darted this way and that looking at the few people in the hall, who bowed respectfully to him and he to them. His ears were perked listening for the old tune of ‘Ragtime Annie’. He heard a door shut but ignored it. Soon the sound of a country fiddle came to his ears and he quickened his pace. Just before he reached the door it flew open and he stood in the door way. The music hadn’t lost its pace and Mace Windu stood in the door way, arms crossed and, not annoyed but a ‘Hurry up will ya!?’ look on his face. He watched Hades rock back and forth on the bed for a while till she was done. When she was done he moved from the door way to the edge of the bed and stood there. When Hades didn’t seem to notice him he waited till she had started into another song called, ‘Flop Eared Mule’ before goosing her. The sound that followed after was a combination of a shrill, ear splitting whine from the Fiddle, and a squawk from Hades as she covered her ears from the shrillness of the note. Ears ringing now Master Windu stared at his Padawan, who stared back at him with a look of complete shock on her face. “Don’t do that next time please…you ruin the bow for the fiddle…” she said looking at the quilt on her bed instead of her master. “I’ll try…now to the reason I came here was because-“ “You need me to train?” “No….I came-“ “You want me to get something for you?” “No…I-“ “You-“ “I’m here to tell you something important!!” “Oh…” Windu sighed and shook his head, “What am I going to do with you? Honestly….No….were going on a mission with a few other Jedi from the council! And if you miss behave once. I will send you back here and have Master Mundi teach you! And he is a lot harder than I am!” he gave Hades a stern stare and Hades kept her eyes on the quilt. Her only response was, “Yes master Windu….of course….” Looking up with pitiful big brown eyes she saw that Master Windu softened up a little and was smiling, but his eyes said something else. “Get ready to go. I’ll come back when it is time!”
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When her master had gone Hades sighed and fell forward on the bed, “I am SO going to goof….I just know it!” with that she started finding her cloths and stuffed them into her violin case. She placed her fiddle back into its case and stared to sing, “Brush up your Shakespeare! Start quoting him now! Brush up your Shakespeare, and the women you will wow! Just declaim a few lines from "Othella" And they think you're a heckuva fella…”
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Star Wars. [Possibly Mature], André x Hades
