h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*steam hisses out of the compartment but the bike is there as promised*


*a blue light on the side blinks to be pressed*

*Annat leans in to see what the light is attatched to*

*The bike is a mish mash of parts, clearly custom*

*The button wire links to a holopad*

*presses the button*

*image of figure flickers*

*recording plays back*

/\/- Ah, Annat you've finally been delivered your gift. Miasma is fulfilling his potential perfectly.

This gift is one of condolence for your former master.

The Kamino incidence was nothing but a speck on my plans for the galaxy, and Gr'jar is one less bothersom fly.

...and makes the targetting of those you care about far more easier. Especially when she needs tapped in the right places.

*Geddon looks up*

I will destroy you for the arrogance you showed on Coruscant. Bit by bit. Breaking every part of you mentally till, like Miasma, you realise your true potential... -/\/

*the holopad crackles, fizzes then blows with a small stream of smoke*

*reaches out with the Force to try and find To'bru*

Damn...

*attempts to locate Miasma*

*Miasma is nowhere on the planet*

*Tobru emerges from a shadow*

That was... interesting.

Who is Miasma?

*doesn't turn round*

Sith. Clone. Estranged secret family member. Take your pick because I'm not too sure myself...

< Ex-lover? >

Hmmm... there seems to be a lot of that going around.

Annat. What happenned to my father. I felt his death in the force.

*spins round*

Your father sacrificed himself in an attempt to stop Darth Geddon. Geddon killed him, and in return I killed Geddon. Or so I thought. Obviously I was wrong.

Geddon wants you. Face it, he's stronger than any of the Jedi, excepting Puppet who may well be a spent force. At his side he now has Miasma, an entity who matches me exactly in everything but intent and drive, and I'm a Jedi Master. Add you to their clique and I can't see how they could be stopped. The conflict with Kamino robbed us of one of our most promising knights, although I'm informed that at least Mannan is dead.

These are dangerous times To'bru, and focusing on the past will not help us survive them, let alone emerge victorious against the machinations of the Sith.

*Tobru snarls angrily*

You don't waste time with niceties do you, Annat?

Who are you to tell me to stop living in the past? From what i've seen of the jedi that's where they wan't to be consigned to anyway. Throwing their lives away for pitiful reasons.
I want blood for his death. And were he still alive it would be his blood I'd take.

Work with me and you'll get your blood. I'm not going to ask you to re-join the academy, we've worked well on opposing sides of the line before.

All I want is your help in stopping Geddon and Miasma. You get to take whatever you want from vanquishing your father's killer, I get the satisfaction of a job well done and a step further to galactic peace.

*smiles*

And don't worry, I've never been one for throwing my life away for petty reasons...

*Tobru nods slowly and stands back a little*

You know, I came here expecting it to be your blood I spilled. But you have offered me one better. I accept your offer.

It's always nice when old friends turn up wanting to kill you...

*Tobru smiles*

Aah, I missed your humour.

*Suddenly without warning Tobru lashes out with a claw, and scratches Annat across the face, leaving a long cut from his cheekbone to his jaw, deep enough to leave a scar*

Just so neither of us forget.

*doesn't flinch*

I missed you /so/ much you know...