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driftfleet2015-10-20 10:06 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 10:06 am
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Sweet dreams are made of these...
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You're running through the industrial pipeline system for your life. You've just escaped from prison, wrongly detained for a crime you didn't commit. But despite your protestations of innocence, nobody seems to believe you. And the more time passes, the more evidence turns up that seems to miraculously implicate you, even though you know you didn't do it.
So escape is the only option. If you stay, you'll be found guilty, and you have no intention of going down for this. So you run. You run and you run, with Clone Troopers hot on your tail, determined to escape and find the real murderer who's framing you. It's clear now that's the only way you'll be able to clear your name. But losing the Clone Troopers isn't easy. They've given you a rough chase out of the military prison so far, and though the pipeline is making it easier, you're still far from ditching them. Your heart thuds in your chest like it's going to explode, even though you're at the peak of physical fitness and could probably continue running for hours.
Finally, it seems like you've made some distance between yourself and the Troopers, and you run towards the light at the end of the pipeline. Only... it's not exactly an exit, you discover. It's an exit that looks out over the thousands and thousands of levels of Coruscant. You know you can jump several hundred stories and land safely without injury through use of the Force, but thousands is pushing it. What do you do now? If you backtrack, they'll surely find you.
That's when your master catches up with you, and the conversation in the memory plays out. He could easily have stopped you...
But he doesn't.]
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[Once she's back and focused, Wanda looks over to her companion.]
Did it end up working out? Were you able to clear your name?
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My vision was... too clouded by bias and hasty judgement to see the true culprit clearly.
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[Wanda realizes she may need a little more context here to understand exactly what was going on.]
What exactly was it that you were accused of? Why did you have to go on the run like that?
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... A bomb was detonated in the Temple. Jedi, clones, military officers and innocent civilians alike were all killed in the blast. All for one person to make a statement. It was... it was horrific.
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And... why do they think you are the culprit?
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How then were you framed? Those are pretty serious sounding charges after all. It could not have been just wrong place, wrong time.
[Wanda doesn't necessarily mean to sound accusatory, but it's possible her words could be taken that way.]
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The true culprit who master-minded the bomb plot had a civilian accomplice. We apprehended her, thinking she was working alone.
Once she was in custody, she requested to speak with me. Said she wasn't working alone, that she had a Jedi accomplice who master-minded the whole thing, and she didn't trust anyone other than me to pass along the information to. So I went to her cell for the information and dismissed the other guards, thinking it would make her feel safer.
Unfortunately, neither of us knew that the true culprit was hiding nearby. Just as the woman was about to reveal their name, they used the Force from their hiding place in the shadows to choke the poor woman to death. There was... nothing I could do to save her. And when a woman turns up dead in a locked cell in a secure facility and you're the only other person in the room... well.
I'm sure you can imagine how that looks.
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I can see how that would be rather damning evidence. How then did you do it? Clear your name, I mean?
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... I didn't. For all the effort I spent breaking out of prison, trying to track the culprit down... all I ended up doing was further incriminating myself.
I contacted Barriss-- my best friend back at the Temple-- for information. We'd fought together side by side in the war for years. I trusted that she'd help, that she wouldn't tell anyone. Sure enough, she said she'd done some digging for me, found out the location of the warehouse where our original now-dead suspect got her bomb from. I thought-- great, you know? I could go there, see if I could find any clues. Once I got there, though... the Clone Troopers came in hot on my tail and I was recaptured. This time in the vicinity of the same bombs that had been used to bomb the Temple.
In the end... it was my master was able to see what I couldn't. Or... wouldn't, maybe. That Barriss had sent me there deliberately, planning for me to be recaptured in that location, adding more damning evidence against me.
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Your master... the brown haired one yes? The one who was pursuing you in the sewer without the white armor?
[Then a realization occurs to her.]
Then, if your friend sent you there deliberately- she must have...
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... She confessed during my trial, after Anakin tracked her down and dragged her there.
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But I don't understand it.
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... It's easier for you to see it than for me to explain it.
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[When Ashoka mentions showing her, she knows what will likely be coming next. She looks to her companion, nodding her head. She is ready.]
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"The members of the Court have reached a decision," the jury foreman announces.
Chancellor Palpatine reads the memo. "Ahsoka Tano," he begins, standing to deliver the verdict. Ahsoka's stomach drops out beneath her. She knows what he's going to say before he even says it. This whole trial has been a farce from beginning to end. They had already decided she was guilty before the trial began. She prepares herself. She's going to die. She's going to die. She's going to die. "By an overwhelming count of--"
"Chancellor!" Anakin bursts into the room at that precise moment, interrupting the verdict.
The Chancellor does not look pleaed. "I hope you have a reason for bursting into our proceedings, Master Skywalker."
Anakin walks down to the podium, a large number of the Temple Guard trailing behind him. Odd. "I am here," he proclaims, his voice booming, "with evidence and a confession from the person responsible for all of the crimes Ahsoka has been accused of." He stands aside and the Temple Guards part to reveal-- "Barriss Offee. Member of the Jedi Order. And traitor."
Ahsoka reels back in shock. What? No! Barriss wouldn't-- Barriss would never! Barriss is her friend! As the shock reverberates through your body, you can feel it reverberating through every other person in the room, too. And yet... as much as you don't want to believe it, the pieces start to click in your mind. Everything that's happened over the last few days... begins to make sense. No, this can't be happening.
"Barriss, is that true?" You ask. You will it to not be. You'd rather be falsely convicted than contemplate the fact that your best friend has turned to the Dark Side, that she killed innocent people, and then framed you for it.
"Tell them the truth," Anakin demands of Barriss, and you can feel his righteous anger and fury at Barriss radiating in waves across the room. He isn't even bothering to hide it.
Barriss steps forward to the podium, and her whole body slouches. You can feel your heart breaking into a million pieces before she even begins.
"I did it," she confirms, eyes sad but determined. And you try to sense a lie in her words, some falsehood or trickery... but there is none. She's telling the truth. "... Because I've come to realise what many people in the Republic have come to realise. That the Jedi are the ones responsible for this war! That we've so lost our way, that we've become villains in this conflict! That we are the ones who should be put on trial! All of us! ... And my attack on the Temple was an attack... on what the Jedi have become. An army, fighting for the Dark Side. Fallen from the light that we once held so dear! This Republic is failing! ... It's only a matter of time."
Oh. Oh Barriss. Her words send a second ripple of shock throughout the room... but not in Ahsoka, this time. The most tragic part about the whole speech is... Ahsoka can't even wholly bring herself to disagree with them. After everything you've seen in the last few days, the way the Order was so quick to throw you under the bus when they should have protected you, you know that there is some truth to her words. But what she did... what she did was still wrong. And now her concerns may never be taken seriously because of her radical actions. She will be sentenced to death for nothing.
"Take her away," Chancellor Palpatine says, surveying the scene with a thin veneer of disgust. Ahsoka has never hated him more than in that moment, and she watches as the Temple Guards turn Barriss and lead her in a procession out the door.
Anakin turns to you then across the room, and even though you're half a room apart, he reaches for you along your bond. You can see the relief and warmth etched on his face. More than that-- you can feel the sense of renewed hope he has, that things will be all right, that his Padawan will be okay and everything will return to normal after this. That you can continue going on adventures forever, put this behind you, pretend like it never happened. It's all there, contained in the warm smile he gives you. Full of hope and love.
But you can't bring yourself to return it. All you feel is wretched and cold. You know better. Things will never be the same after this. Never.]
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That girl... Barriss... she did not sound entirely wrong. I do not pretend to know what it is like there, the world in which these visions take place. But what she is saying... her argument is not completely foreign to me.
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But what she did was still wrong. She should never have killed innocent people.
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What happened to her after that? Did you ever get to see her or speak to her again?
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I can only guess that she's being held under high guard in the Republic Military Prison. After the trial, the Order invited me to come back into the fold, but... I refused. So I'm a civilian now. And there's no way they'd let an ordinary civilian in there.
To be honest... I'm not sure what I'd even say to her.
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She fell to the Dark Side. There's no logic associated with that.
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