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starter for @ofkamartaj

“Are you adjusting well to your new job, my FRIEND?” There was a hint of humor in his voice. Mordo had become so accustomed to seeing Wong ordering the students around in merciless drills, his new title as the LIBRARIAN of Kamar-Taj was amusing to him. It would be like ordering him to become the new Kamar-Taj chef.

Though, he had no doubt that Wong would fit right into the job with ease.

#ofkamartaj #wong #v: master

starter for @ancientisms

“I heard you CALLING for me,” He yelled out as he ran towards his teacher. “What is wrong, Ancient one?” Mordo already had a hand on his staff. It was rare for The Ancient One to call for him for anything other than the fact that it was his turn to train the newer students. He assumed they were under some sort of ATTACK.

“Who must I FIGHT?”

#v: master #ancientisms #the ancient one

@jedifullofdoubt

The question was if he thought he could do it, but rather the fact of what would happen afterwards. A moment of weakness was all he needed --- Etain would leave the Order and he would finally have another Jedi off his back.

A grin formed across his lips as he glanced her over --- he just needed to say the words correctly, he could use her doubts against her, and then? Well, as the saying goes, ‘once a Sith always a Sith’ in a way of speaking.

“Tell me, why do you care for an Order that is just working for itself? I would love to know the answer to that.”

#jedifullofdoubt #v: master #wyndellegion #v: darth xylek

The Meeting

Quinn couldn’t believe this was happening to her, she couldn’t believe she was being held at gun point by someone, she had just closed her studio and was walking down the few blocks to the subway station, her car had been at the shop for over 2 weeks after the motor died. Out of nowhere a guy came out and stood in front of her, he yelled at her to give him her bag, she refused and tried to walk across the street to get away. He grabbed her hand, screaming at her, calling her bitch and whore, trying to pull her bag, Quinn stupidly fought back and the man had then pulled a gun out of his pants, pointed it at her, but she had frozen, gripping her bag tightly. The guy then hit her with his fist that was holding the gun, his knuckles collided hard against her lip, busting it open, while the gun hit her on the eye making it swollen. He hit her so hard she had stumbled back, hitting the sidewalk and falling down as she twisted her ankle and hit her forehead open.

She saw as the guy took off running and it took her a few seconds to snap out of her frozen state of fear, she got up and run, the adrenaline pumping so much in her system that she barely felt the pain of her ankle or noticed the blood running down her face from her forehead and lip. She ran to the subway and straight to the entrance blockers where she knew policemen were always watching. She asked for help and once she saw the officer she had broken down in hysterics, sobbing and hyper-ventilating. The officers had called an ambulance but by the time they got there she was in full panic attack, her chest began hurting and she couldn’t breath, she heard them tell her her blood pressure was through the roof and they were taking her to the hospital. Quinn was still so out of it, shaking uncontrollably and unable to take a good breath in, she vaguely remember hearing the paramedics call the hospital to let them know they were going in with a patient with a really high blood pressure and to have someone of cardiology near by to check her.