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        <![CDATA[ &#39;Its been six years since I last stepped foot on Coruscant. Six years since Drake freed me from the
clutches of Calik, a devaronian with ties to slavery. I was born on Dathomir to the Singing Mountain Clan, the first born daughter of Mi&#39;ka D&#39;arr,
healer of the tribe. Rumor of the dominating women from the planet of Dathomir spread, and there were a select few who were willing to pay the price to become
a master to a Dathomiran female. Kidnapped along with my sister Aarrki, we were... ]]>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="COLOR: fuchsia">&quot;You see. I may very well be a master at Dejarik. I never claimed not to be.
But if there was a slight chance that I was in your shoes and there was a fraction of a percentage chance that I would win my freedom, I would try it. I might
be devious, and at times downright cruel... but there is one thing that I can assure you my pet,&quot;</span> The pale faced woman took a sip of her drink and
set it back on the... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Selaenia shrugged her shoulders as the woman finished off her statement. &quot;You have much to learn,&quot; she wait with a deep sigh, flicking the table off.
As she waved her hand, a waddling silver protocal droid appeared from the shadows carrying a small tray of drinks. Setting them down carefully, the droid
nodded it&#39;s head and waddled back into the dark recesses of the ship. Selaenia selected one of the two classes, and dipped her finger into the thick crisp
purple drink.... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="COLOR: fuchsia">&quot;Fine,&quot;</span> Selaenia waved her hand dismissively.&quot;<span style="COLOR: fuchsia">You may head to Fondor once I have arrived on Etti IV with my new pet.Besides, the field of battle is no place for the Auditor-General,
don&#39;t you agree David?&quot;</span> She then turned to face TiCira, whose slight hope was at escape was dashed with the Auditor General&#39;s flick of
dismissal towards David<span... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ &quot;Fine,&quot; Selaenia waved her hand dismissively. &quot;You may head to Fondor once I have arrived on Etti IV with my new pet.&quot; She glanced at
TiCira and offered a sly wink. &quot;Besides, the field of battle is no place for the Auditor-General, don&#39;t you agree David?&quot;
<br>
<br>
Before the man could protest her words, she raised her hand dismissively. &quot;That will be all.&quot;
<br>
<br>
Returning her attention to TiCira, she gestured for her to take a seat. &quot;As... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><font color="#FF00FF">&quot;Come.Sit with me....Should you defeat me in a game of Dejarik, I will grant your
freedom&quot;
<br>
<br></font>TiCira wiped her tears with the back of her hand before raising her head. Giving a slight mocking laugh, she shook her head at the comment the
Auditor General made. <em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">&#39;Another game…for them my life is nothing but another piece in a Dejarik game.&#39;
<br></em>
<br>... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ David waited patiently for the Auditor-General to call him through the transport&#39;s comm. He noticed a light flicker on the control panel. He peered closer
to see that a small amount of energy has being used in the sitting area to operate the Dejarik table. David could only imagine what could be happening in the
other room for he dared not re-enter it after he had been ordered to the cockpit. A message flashed on the computer screen, it was marked urgent from head
quarters.
<br>
<br>... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Selaenia removed the cloak completely from her shoulders and stood up, towering over the woman as she sat on the cold metallic floor with her back to the wall
like a scared child. She was a disappointment, Selaenia thought to herself; she would never be powerful enough to harness her energy and utilize her anger and
hatred to her advantage. Instead, she showed a uniquely Jedi characteristic.... <em>Emotion.</em> And emotion was the tool that had lead to there destruction.
Emotion was a... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="COLOR: fuchsia">&quot;Do you know exactly what an Auditor-General is, my pet?&quot;
<br>
<br></span><em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">&#39;Stars how I hate that name! *Pet*…. As if I was nothing but a prized bantha to be paraded… Just like
back on Coruscant.&#39;</em></p>

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&quot;I am NOT your pet!&quot;</span> TiCira&#39;s chest heaved as she... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ David sat quietly in the cockpit of his lost commander&#39;s transport vessel, Deliver. The Auditor-General must have been too deep in thought to realize that
they had already taken off and were now en-route to the Corporate home world. He shut the door to the sitting area to give Selaenia and the stowaway some
privacy to converse. He no longer was involved in what would happen to the poor woman for Selaenia outranked him. He wished for a second that Commodore Vikes
was with him but alas, no... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Selaenia allowed her devious grin to grow wider as the woman&#39;s attitude continued to radiate with hatred. She sensation felt strangely warm and comforting,
much like a child drinking milk with warm cookies on a cheerful holiday morning by a fire.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Do you know exactly what an Auditor-General is, my pet?&quot;
<br>
<br>
The roar of the engines caused the ship to shift as it lifted from it&#39;s landing pad and slowly ascended into the heavens above Coruscant, carefully... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal">TiCira&#39;s back made a loud thud as she hit the metal wall of the transport hard. David.. or whatever the
CSA Naval Officer left in the direction that seemed to be the cockpit. His eyes met her for only a couple of seconds before the automatic doors ended the eye
contact. Which was a shame.. for oddly enough, just for the briefest of seconds, there seemed to be the start of some form of mercy from that quarter.
Grimacing in pain, she then... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Selaenia quickly brought her hand forward, clenching it tightly around the object in her hand making her fist as solid as a stone. As the woman stepped forward
and spoke, Selaenia stood patiently for the woman to step into range, and as she finished speaking, she quickly backhanded her in the mouth, sending her
stumbling backward as a stream of blood began to flow from her lips down her chin. The Auditor-General didn&#39;t seem to flinch in the slightest as she
carefully retracted her hand,... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><font color="#FF00FF">&quot;We will give you safe passage to Etti IV.&quot;</font>
<br>
<br>
<font color="#FFFFFF"><em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">&#39;Thank the Stars! Someone was thinking rationally here!</em>&#39; However, the young
Dathomiran female relaxed too early, for the words that followed felt exactly like the cold, hard, metal chains used when she was in Calik&#39;s *loving*
care.</font></p>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">A crooked grin crossed her soft lips as she carefully fingered a small trinket in the palm of her hand,
listening to the commotion in the other parts of the ship. In front of her, a glowing Dejarik table fizzled and suddenly faded into darkness as she powered one
of her favorite games off and listened as the events unfolded. Over her head, a thick black cloak draped over her long brown hair and shadowed her features
giving her an... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal">TiCira felt her right eye twitch as she beheld another high ranking uniform that she had no interest in
seeing. <em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">&#39;Corporate Sector Authority… Stars!… You sure know how to pick them Ti!&#39;</em></p>

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<p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><font color="#00FF00">&quot;Who are you? and what in the name of space are you doing on my... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ A woman, in her early twenties judging by her appearance, slowly rose from behind the pile of broken droid parts. Her arms were raised up and david could see a
blaster hanging at her waist.
<br>
<br>
<font color="#0000FF">&quot;don&#39;t shoot…&quot;</font> she said softly.
<br>
<br>
David relaxed a bit, blaster still in hand and ready to fire if need be. <span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);">&quot;Who are you? and what in the name of space
are you doing on my ship?&quot;</span>
<br>
<br>... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal">TiCira gave a silent curse as she hit another broken droid part. In her rush to hide from the devious grasp of
her former owner, she picked this transport to hide in. The same transport had apparently gone through the launching procedures, for as soon as she made her
way into the ship she lost her balance over the sudden lurch of the transport moving. Now she had what felt like a sharp Astromech hand digging into her back
to top it off.... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ With his ship finally prepped for launch, David hit the ramp retracting button and shut the doors. He hit the com-link and called the tower, &quot;This is
David Fenner aboard the transport ship &#39;Deliver&#39; be advised I am now departing for Etti IV.&quot;
<br>
<br>
&quot;Alright Mr. Fenner, you&#39;ve been cleared to take off, hyperspace codes are being transmitted.&quot; A pair of beeps sounded, confirming the codes had
been received. David lifted off of the landing pad and began to... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal">With an impatient sigh, TiCira glanced about the exit terminal. A young blonde hair woman dressed in fine
silken robes passed her on her right, probably a high ranking individual from the entourage of body guards behind her. Several Imperial officers patrolled the
area, their olive colored uniforms quickly scattering the surrounding traveler&#39;s in their path. Oddly enough, there was a shortage of children about the
station. Giving a slight... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ OOC: Mind if I jump in here?
<br>
<br>
IC:It had been a long and annoying day, David had been trying to clear his ship to leave the Imperial Station all morning and he had to wait longer than
expected. &#39;They probably want to make sure I haven&#39;t done anything wrong during my visit.&#39; thought the young corporate. &#39;Checking their records
for any newly reported crimes would explain why this is taking so long.&#39; Just as he was about to go check with the dock official, David... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><em>&#39;Its been six years since I last stepped foot on Coruscant. Six years since Drake freed me from the
clutches of Calik, a devaronian with ties to slavery. I was born on Dathomir to the Singing Mountain Clan, the first born daughter of Mi&#39;ka D&#39;arr,
healer of the tribe. Rumor of the dominating women from the planet of Dathomir spread, and there were a select few who were willing to pay the price to become
a master to a Dathomiran... ]]></description>

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