Aug 21, 2019 9:26 AM
Klara and Mal meet in SWTOR
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Her father did always warn her that curiousity would be her undoing. But hearing the call, tasting that power- It was a temptation unlike any other.

Malora squinted up at the temple, the entrance old, worn-down, but beautiful nonetheless. Her mother would snort, turn away. Her father would stare at it like it was the enemy. Malora gathers up her courage and ventures in. 

Everything about it sang at her to be touched, to be felt. She reached out with her hands and her mind as she walked down, savouring the rush of power over her, careful not to take it, only appreciate it. The carvings were exquisite, but Malora was no archaeologist. She cared not for the history or the meaning behind them, only for the flood of energy that electrified her very veins. 

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“Countless millenia?” Malora turns to look at the spirit in shock. Or at least, the place the energy is strongest. 

“Not to insult you, but why? Why keep you here?”

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"I was dying and we were desperate. This place was built to keep me safe."

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“Why?”

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"Are enemy was relentless. There was no stopping him despite all our power. This place was unknown to him."

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“Was it-“ Malora cuts herself off quickly. Of course it wasn’t Exar Kun, the spirit had said millenia. 

“Was it a sith?” She landed on. 

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"Neither Sith or Jedi. Once we were at war with them both. But our enemy was someone altogether different."

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Malora doesn’t say anything, but there is pulse of feeling from her that screams out for more information. 

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"Speak your mind, Jedi."

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“Bold assumption,” Malora says with a smile and a tilt of her head. “Something more powerful than the Jedi and the Sith definitely intrigued me. Especially since Force-users are always told to pick one or the other.”

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"We had the same experience. They did not take our rejection well."

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“The Jedi tried to convince my father to stay, too. But what’s the point in living if you can’t be yourself all the time? Dad was hiding so much of himself to keep to their ridiculous Code.”

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"A universal experience. They haven't changed after all these years. Righteous idiots."

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“Both sides believe that emotions make you weak, to mercy or to darker impulses. But they’re wrong. To be emotional is to be human. To deny that is...well. We might as well all be droids.”

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"It would make life a lot easier, if nothing else."

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“When has life ever been easy for people like us?” Malora strokes the door, gently. 

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"I'm sure there was a minute or two at the beginning of time."

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“I wasn’t there, so I cannot pass judgement on that,” Malora smiles. 

She taps the door thoughtfully. “Do you want to stay in there?”

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"Not for another moment. But whether you should free me..."

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“High cost?”

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"That's one part of it. The other part, the largest, is my family. And my enemies. Maybe one in the same."

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"Me and my family are pretty good at hiding."

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She smiles at the girl softly, rapidly becoming fond.

"Are you sure you want to make this decision for your whole family?"

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"Well, mum would say no, because she's overprotective. Dad will say no because he's done the whole bound-to-a-Force-ghost thing and wouldn't recommend it. I'm saying yes because I am endlessly curious about how you got to be so powerful without picking a side."

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"You're brave. But also very reckless. Very much like myself when I was alive."

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"I take after my parents that way. They wish I hadn't combined them like this, but hey. Their fault really."

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