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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 18, 2009 3:39:45 GMT -5
"An Honor? Drake, if i had done the circling and you had done the landing, there would be a mini you standing there right now." Jor said. "I just don't know. I won't destroy her, thats not an option. I don't want her to come with us but she can't stay here because i don't trust these guys at all." Jor leaned his head against a tree and tried to think.
"It is immaterial. She will dies in a few days time. 9 or 10 days at the most." One of the Khommite's said. "Our machines weren't attuned to your DNA. We were planning to perfect the process as the clones progressed."
"Well thats not going to happen. She's coming with us." Jor said finally. He could at least offer the girl the comfort of not being a full time soldier for her short time in the world. He turned to the girl "What's your name?"
The girl stood tall and proud. She was a soldier, she wasn't created to deal with domestic issues like this, she was created to kill the enemy. "I'm Generated Lifeform Series K, 9712"
"Ok, Genie it is." Jor said. he picked up his helmet and put it on. "Saucy Mare, load up two Dragoons, full of spare hyperdrives, starfighter parts and engine components. as many as you can spare. Include all the source material, owners manuals, and engineering notes that go with them."
The Khommites all smiled at each other. They still had the ships that had brought them here but like all ships with hyperdrives they required the force. They had forced the Builder pilots to bring them here at gunpoint and were stranded here ever since. but now they could replace they hyperdrives and return to their homeworld to rescue others of their species.
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Post by Drake on Aug 19, 2009 1:42:55 GMT -5
Drake laughed "Well lets just be glad they didn't take my DNA, can you imagine what a clone of me would be like...what type of army would that be?" he asked Jor. Drake looked over at the guy when he said she would die in 9 to 10 days "Well that sorta sucks... I mean how could you clone something only to let it die...thats still a person albeit, she wasn't created in a traditional sense she's still a living breathing thing" he said to them, it understood why it would be necessary for clones to die off, but that still didn't justify them making something, someone only to die without ever really living.
Drake sighed and sat down on the ground when Jor called for their extraction "Well..." he said "Where's the nearest bar?" he asked the Khommites.
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Post by Odan Thos on Aug 20, 2009 17:18:28 GMT -5
Elisa walked up to one of the Khommites in the crowd. "Sense you guys deal with clones all the time, you may be able to help me. I am wondering if you have a way to spot a clone without having two DNA samples to compare. Also could you tell me should I be a clone if there is any behavior triggers implanted into my?” Elisa said with slight tremble in her voice.
The Khommite looked Elisa up and down then turned to another one next to him. “We do have a means of detecting clones through RNA and cell degeneration. We can also do a brain scan for any abnormalities. What would you offer for these services?” The cloner looked at Elisa. They realized she was slightly desperate for an answer.
Elisa looked at the two Khommites and placed her hand on the back of her head. She thought for a minute and then came up with a good trade. “I will provide a sample of another creature which could hide anything from Force-user. Its skin blocks out the persons presence in the Force. It is called Tazon.” She looked at the Khommites trying to read their reactions. She could not read them very well however.
The two cloners looked at each other then nodded. “This way.” They two said in unison and they leaded Elisa away towards a building where the experiment would be done while the Jor trading.
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 23, 2009 3:05:52 GMT -5
Jor turned and started to walk back towards the landing area. Genie hurried to follow him while the Khommites took Elisa to do her thing.
"What are you?" Genie asked.
Jor turned towards her and gave her an annoyed look. "What do you mean?"
"What do you do." She asked with curiosity. "I was made to be a solider, what were you made to do?"
"I wasn't made to do anything. I wasn't stamped out in a factory for a specific purpose like you were, i was born, to parents." Jor said. "I made make my own decisions on what i am."
Genie was confused. Her knowledge base didn't included the concepts of individual thought or ideas. She only took orders and carried them out to the letter. Thats why she was made. "Why?"
"Because thats how normal people come into this world. They're born, and can choose their own destiny." He said back to her, his annoyance growing.
"Why?" She said again.
Jor turned and pointed a finger at her. "No, i'm not playing the why game. If you don't know these things then you might be better off not knowing. You are after all, a soldier."
She pouted but discontinued. "Ok, then Fine!" she said sharply. "What do you do? Are you a trader? is that why your here to trade?"
Jor shook his head and continued his walk. "No, i am a Jedi."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "Whats that? Is that a type of Soldier?"
Jor shook his head. "No. A jedi is a member of an order of people who use the Force. We're not soldiers, although many have confused us for soldiers. Most often we can be considered scholars."
"So your a scholar who can sometimes be confused with a soldier?" She asked even more confused. "What kind of planet do you come from?"
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Post by Drake on Aug 24, 2009 2:23:04 GMT -5
Drake saw his question about the bar was going to go unanswered, he watched as Elisa stood up and went to take care of her business. He stood up and stretched and followed behind Jor and Genie. He listened to the conversation they were having and started laughing some, Jor was definetly not cut out for this parent thing. Drake never could Jor as a parent type didn't really fit him much. Drake looked at Genie "Cause we all have free will" he said to her asking her question about why they could choose their own destiny "Even you have it, though we may have to get that whole I'm a soldier thing out of your mind" he said to her as he walked ahead of them.
Drake walked up to the landing zone and waited. He turned to Jor he smirked at him "Oh I can't wait to see how this whole 'Jor, the father' thing works out..." he said to him crossing his arms.
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Post by Odan Thos on Aug 25, 2009 20:21:58 GMT -5
Elisa walked behind the cloners into a small building. Inside was a large amount of medical equipment. One of the cloners motioned Elisa to laid down on a bed. As she hopped on it the bed one of the cloners explained the processes they would be doing. “To determine if you are a clone; we will start by examining your RNA. If it is temporal, then we now you had accelerated growth, if not we will move onto a more detailed exam. At the same time we will be taking a brain scan and ask you some simple questions. Your response should be truthful for the reason of a base of comparison.” The cloner drew a sample of blood and then secondary cloner slide her into the brain scanner.
They asked Elisa a number of question ranging form simple questions such as her name to things like hyperspace travel principles. She was asked mind-numbing question to extremely personal questions. Eventually the clone which was doing the RNA analysts spoke up. “You are a clone. Your RNA is temporal so you had an accelerated growth. You were grown in a few months to your current age. You are really only thirteen weeks old but your physical age is early to mid twenties. You were then administered gene therapy to bring your aging back down to normal levels.” The cloner did not pad the information to protect Elisa’s feelings.
While still in shock the other cloner butted in. “That cannot be right. Her brain lacks the scaring from flash memories. Either the cloners did not use neural implantation that we know of or your memories are real.” The cloner then spoke to Elisa. “I still see no evidence of brain washing or programming; however, sense you are a clone without a clones drain damage I cannot be one hundred percent sure.” The cloner said as he slid Elisa out of the machine.
Elisa sat up on the bed and looked at the cloners. “Thank you. Your item will arrive by shuttle in ten minutes. I am returning to my ship.” Elisa voices was extremely soft; almost as if she was crying on the inside. The cloners wanted to do more experiments on her, but for some reason they also felt extremely sad and sorry for her.
Elisa walked out of the room and headed right for her fighter. She walked by Jor, Drake and Gennie without saying a thing; but her emotions where pushed on them because of her Zeltros abilities. She did not mean to do this because of her lack of focus. They all would feel her sadness, her fear, and her overwhelming feeling of being lost in the dark. Elisa climbed into the CHF-18 and set it on autopilot to take her back to the Romulus. She just wanted to cry, but she would hold it in until she was alone in her room.
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 26, 2009 4:10:35 GMT -5
Jor shot drake a betrayed look at his last comment. "i am not a parent." He said firmly. "Your lucky i like you."
Genie continued with her own questions. "What was that sword of light you had earlier. Why do you wear all that metal? what's a parent? what planet do you come from?"
Jor shook his head furiously before finally throwing his arms out to his sides and yelling. "By the Force do you ever shut up! We got business to conduct here little girl."
Genie shut her mouth and looked a little hurt. Jor was surprised she didn't break down crying. Jor could feel the hurt feelings pour off of her like ocean waves during a storm. It almost made him regret yelling at her. "Ok, we got about 10 minutes before the ship gets here. If i show you something cool will you keep your trap shut?"
Genie hesitated but nodded her head slowly after a moments consideration. Jor felt her calm down a little and was thankful for it. He turned to Drake, "you want to have bit of a go? Been a while since we've..."
He stopped when Elisa walked by. The emotions coming off of her were like a 100,000 candlepower spotlight being blasted right in his eyes. "Hey!" He shouted to her. "Get ahold of yourself girl. Snap out of it and control yourself. If i'm going to finish your training the first thing your going to have to learn is emotional control."
Genie's eyes widened. "Training?! ohhhhh, what kind of training? I want to do training!!!"
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Post by Drake on Aug 26, 2009 4:21:06 GMT -5
Drake laughed at what Jor said "Sure...you're not" he said "And if you killed me, who would have to do all of your stupid stunts then" he asked joking. He watched as he yelled at the girl "Gee that was harsh" he mumbled under his breath looking away trying not to piss Jor off anymore than he had already been, when Jor mentioned a fight Drake looked back at him "Sure that sounds" Before he could finish he felt sick all over like someone had run over his puppy with a starship backed it over and ran it back over again and again, while pointing and laughing at him and kissing his first girlfriend and calling him names all at the same time. Drake looked at Elisa when she walked by "You know what would help you with that, some good ol alcohol...takes all the pain away" he said to her.
Drake sighed and looked at Jor "Umm...so are you gonna talk to her cause I'm good with these types of things" Drake said to him about Elisa.
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Post by Odan Thos on Aug 26, 2009 21:47:50 GMT -5
Elisa heard what Jor and Drake said, but she could not handle being around people. She simple gave Jor the finger as the canopy of the fighter closed. Once the canopy was closed the fighter flew off into the sky and orbit.
Once she was in orbit she sent a burst message for the Romulus to decloak. Within a few seconds the Warbird decloaked behind the Imp II, exactly where it said it would be. Elisa flew around to the back and landed in the hangerbay. Elisa climbed out of the fighter and pulled out a comm unit. "XO, have a small Tazon patch sent down to the planet and leave it for the cloners to pick up. I well be in my room." Elisa put the unit away and walked through the ship. She used a route which took her by the fewest people.
Once she got to her room she locked the door and flopped down on her bed. Tiers started to roll down her cheeks and hit her pillow. Being a clone was not bothering her; it was the fact that all her memories were not real. All those people lives she had touched were just an illusion. They were just bits of information programmed into her so she would to act a curtain way. The only memories that were hers were the ones she had made in the last few weeks.
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Post by Drake on Aug 28, 2009 3:43:04 GMT -5
Drake watched as Elisa walked past and flipped Jor off, he waited till she was gone and started laughing uncontrollably. "Man..." he continued to laugh "You sure do have a way with the ladies don't ya Jor" he said laughing still. By this time Drake had tears coming out his eyes "No...no" he started saying as he laughter died down "Is this why I never see you with any girls...dude I need to teach you how to talk to ladies without pissing them off" he said starting to stand up "Seriously though, you think she'll be alright or...umm should we find out if she's okay?" he asked he turned back to Jor "I mean if she's going to be hanging around her I would rather her bad feelings not be spilling off on us like that, so we should try to do something to cheer her up".
He scratched his head "Oh...I guess I should go get that xwing I parked over there" he said.
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 28, 2009 5:11:04 GMT -5
"Ok, Drake... Eww. Even if she wasn't a few weeks old, there's more then a 20 year age gap. I might be an old man but i'm not a dirty old man." Jor said.
Two Dragoons touched down in the clearing by the X-Wings. Genie ran over to help with the unloading. Jor looked up at the sky at the contrails of Elisa's fading fighter. "She'll be fine. She just needs a while to figure out what and idiot she's being, thinking she's less of a person because she hasn't done the things she remembers doing. She's a lot stronger then she looks."
Jor walked over to supervise the trade.
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Post by Odan Thos on Aug 28, 2009 15:12:22 GMT -5
Elisa sat in her room trying to think what she should do; but every time she tried she realize she was just falling into the same rut of her memories. Those memories that were programmed into her to create a person that Kitana wanted her to be. She wanted to break this, but she soon realized it was impossible. A person's personality and actions were directly defined by their memories; just like a droid’s program.
Elisa wiped her eyes and sat up on her bed. She then started to think what type of person did Kitana made her. She was not an evil person; she was not a person full of fear; she was not destroyed with a tragic life and a person that was not sheltered from the real world. She smiled slightly and walked over to the terminal. She turned it on and started to search the computer just to get her mind off of the thought of being programmed. She came across an interesting file simple titled ‘Personal log’.
Elisa looked at the file, but it was password protected. She quickly accessed the terminals script writer and wrote in a password deciphering code. She did it out of natural instinct; she could not explain it other than it was done on a subconscious level. It must been something that Kitana hide in her mind, one of those skills she considered important but did not fit into her fake life.
Elisa opened the most recent file to see what it was and her jaw dropped. It was Kitana’s personal log. More over it was more like a dairy rather than a personal log. She quickly closed the file and sat down on her bed. She could not read it; Kitana was her friend. Then it struck Elisa; she had never made that choice, it was programmed into her be Kitana. Elisa opened up the file and started to read. She needed answers of why she was created.
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Post by Drake on Aug 28, 2009 15:36:57 GMT -5
Drake looked at Jor "I didn't mean for you to hit on her you idiot" he said to him "I'm saying that if the way you spoke to her is any indication of how you speak to all women, you're never gonna get one..." he pointed at him "Especially that crack about her about her controling her emotions...women are emotional never say that to them" he laughed "If you can't figure that much out, you're gonna have a hell of a time raising a daughter" he lowered his hand and started to walk towards the dragoon. "She may need to figure that out, but she may need some help to do it...and I don't see too many people lining to help her, so we're going to have to be the ones. And honestly I think you're a hell of a lot better at giving advice than I am..." Drake sat on the dragoon and closed his eyes, he really could have used a drink at that moment, but some sleep may help just as well.
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Post by MikDaTv on Aug 28, 2009 15:43:58 GMT -5
"How would you know, your never sober enough to remember any good advice.". Jor said as he climbed into the dragoon. Genie climbed in behind him and sat down in a seat and expertly navigated the crash webbing to buckle herself in. "and I don't have a daughter."
Jor tapped the copilot on the shoulder and pointed to his x-wing. The pilot understood and got up to go fly the fighter while jor copiloted the dragoon. "let's get back to the Mare and get some sleep. Then we can talk to Elisa."
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Post by Odan Thos on Aug 29, 2009 2:31:06 GMT -5
Elisa continued to read the Diary. She started from the very beginning and was somewhat shocking at times. Kitana really had no problem about writing down every detail of her day and night. One more than one occasion Elisa felt dirty just reading what Kit had wrote about doing. However among the vast amount of traveling, danger and sex was something that Elisa found most interesting. They had two completely different outlooks personalities; but both needed to be close to another person. While it did not need to be a physical relationship, being alone was something neither liked.
As Elisa read on, she slowly discover more and more that Kitana was being driven to loneliness. She was sliding down a slippery slope. The lost of Diablo, then her son and parents, then the final straw was the sending the Corellian Elizabeth away for her own protection. It was at this time she had Elisa created; someone to be close to her but could be strong enough to defend herself against Kitana’s new allies.
Elisa finished up the personal log and then closed it. Her answers were all hidden there after she did a little analysis. She was created to feel the gap of a companion for Kitana and the reason she was programmed to be they type of person that would care for Kitana. She did not mind this; because Kitana did not want her for any really evil reason.
Elisa got up; feeling a lot better about herself; but sorry for Kitana. She hopped she could find someone that she could find happiness with. Elisa also however was not as concerned by the fact that she was given false memories. While she would rather have touched all those lives; she realized that the memories only help define the person she currently is. Anyways from the moment she was taken out of that tank in Kamino she was slowly gaining her own real memories.
Elisa got up and headed to the galley. She figured she would get herself something to eat while she let Jor sort out his own mess. As she walked she could not help but smile. The thought of Jor raising that girl was crazy. She would give him shit for it next time they met, if only to repay him for the remark he made on the planet.
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