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Sared - Retired  |
And now a qute from a little known bear..
"Well, there was never a need for deciet. I have nothing against the Jedi. In fact, I owe them a great deal. I have nothing against the Republic they serve, and I have nothing to hide . . . except and entire planet. My home." Hint: The 'bear' refrence has very little to do with the quote itself, but kudos to who can get it! Edit: Reminder: You must name the book, the charachter who is speaking and what the setting is. :p (bite me DJ!  )
_______________ I'm crazy, not stupid. This post was edited by Sared on Jan 30 2003 12:17pm. |
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Buzz - Student 
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Figured out the bear reference. The last name of the author of Rogue Planet is Bear. _______________ When you are going through Hell, keep going. -Sir Winston Churchill. Those who seek power and control of others, no matter the level, no matter the intentions, should never be given it. |
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Gabba - Ex-Student 
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Damm missed that one, but ill add this.
Inside the trasparisteel-walled design room, closed to all but Sienar and his special guests, Tarkin sat in a comfortable chair of inflatable plastic, one of Sienar's design. Next to him a large dark gray holographic table hummed faintly. Sienar dropped black security curtains all around the lighted center. The men were absorbed by an eerie silence. Tarkin tried to speak, but no sound could be heard. Sienar handed him a small, nut-sized silver vocoder connected by a flexible wire to a beautifully machined plasteel mouthpiece. He showed Tarkin how to insert the button into his ear and allow the moth piece to float just in front of his lips. Now they could hear each other. "I do small favors for certain people," Tarkin said. "I once balanced these favors between opposing sides. Lately, my efforts have become a bit more lopsided. Balance is no longer necessary." Sienar stood before his old friend and listened intently. His tall, cleanly muscled body seemed to reject repose. "Some of these people have an appreciation for fingers--not tentacles, my friend, not palps, but human fingers--reaching into a great many stellar soup bowls, testing the temperature to see if they are ready for the eating." "Why the concern that they be human?" "Humans are the future, Raith." "Some of my best designers are not even remotely human." "Yes, and we employ nonhumans wherever they are useful, for now. But mark my words, Raith. Humans are the future." Raith noted the tension in Tarkin's voice. "So marked." "Now listen closely. I'm going to tell you a tale of intrigue, wonderfully ornate, yet at its heart very simple. It involves a kind of spacecraft rare and little-seen, very expensive, of unknown manufacture, supposedly a toy for the wealthy. It may ultimately lead to a lost planet covered by a peculiar kind of forest, very mysterious. And it may soon involve the Jedi." Sienar smiled in delight. "I adore stories about the Jedi. I'm quite the fan, you know." "I myself am intrigued by them," Tarkin said with a smile. "One of my assignments--I will not tell you who does the assigning and how much they pay--is to keep track of all the Jedi on Coruscant. Keep track of them--and discourage any increase in their power." Sienar lifted an eyebrow. "The Jedi support the senate, Tarkin." Tarkin dismissed this with a wave. "There is a youngster among the Jedi with a curiosity for droids and all sorts of machinery, a junk collector, though with some talent, I understand. I have placed a small, very expensive, very broken droid in the way of this youngster, and he has taken it into the Jedi Temple and made it mobile again, as I suspected he would . And it has been listening to some curious private conferences." Sienar listened with growing interest, but also growing puzzlement. The Jedi had not once, in his lifetime of designing and constructing fine ships and machines, ever shown an interest in contracting for spacecraft. They had always seemed content to hitch rides. As far as Sienar was concerned, for all their gallantry and discipline, the Jedi were technological ignoramuses--but for their lightsabers, of course. Yes, those were of interest... "Please pay attention, Raith." Tarkin jerked him out of his reverie. "I'm getting to the good part." _______________ Sit vis nobiscum. |
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Sared - Retired 
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Beh, and here I thought Gabba was going to come here and blow you all away....again Buzz got the closest though, it was Rogue Planet. The scene? The Magistrate of the planet(Zonama Sekot) is speaking to Obi-Wan about the security of his planet.
Oh wel, better luck next time! _______________ I'm crazy, not stupid. |
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DJ Sith - Jedi Council 
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Bah no fair with the prequel books. I havent read em.. I'll find one Sared and stump you and ill be LAUGHING d'ya hear??? LAUGHING! _______________ My car is made of Nerf. |
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Buzz - Student
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Then the book is Rogue Planet I bet. I haven't read it though _______________ When you are going through Hell, keep going. -Sir Winston Churchill. Those who seek power and control of others, no matter the level, no matter the intentions, should never be given it. |
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Sared - Retired 
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Okay, Okay, it IS prequel era, that help?  _______________ I'm crazy, not stupid. |
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Kalheka - Student 
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It was Col. Mustard, in the conservatory, with his lightsaber! 
What? Wrong game?!?  LOL _______________ Death is only the beginning. |
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Buzz - Student 
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If its the era after Return of the Jedi I can almost guess it but can't find it. If its prequel era I could probably guess the book but wouldn't have a clue as to who spoke it _______________ When you are going through Hell, keep going. -Sir Winston Churchill. Those who seek power and control of others, no matter the level, no matter the intentions, should never be given it. |
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