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The Cost of Doing Business: Meyali and Zash's Friendship Adventures

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The Cost of Doing Business: Meyali and Zash's Friendship Adventures

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elliotcat
09.19.2012 , 07:50 PM | #1
(Silly little scenes from the life of Meyali Cardani, a Jedi, and Darth Zash. Inquisitor spoilers.)

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...

MEENAH FERULA, a former courtesan and slave, has risen to prominence in Imperial society, claiming a place on the DARK COUNCIL. Much of her success was due to her master, DARTH ZASH, despite her nefarious motives. Meenah has promised to find a new body for her former master, who has played with the Dark Side a little too much and now enjoys playing Musical Bodies.

Meenah captures a Jedi, MEYALI CARDANI, the arrogant and cold-hearted mother of an old friend. Believing herself to be the righteous harbinger of karma, and also drunk, Meenah transfers Zash into Meyali's body. However, the two women's strong Force connections do not allow either to overpower the other's consciousness, forcing them to share Meyali's body indefinitely.

Both thrown out of their orders, the women face the reality that true power does not come from the Force, and cash rules everything around us. Already dealing with the worst possible midlife crisis, the two new "roommates" decide to start a business together, because nothing could possibly go wrong with that idea.



Meyali
1 - The Sign

"Change it."

I stood back from the window, looking at the sign I'd just hung up. "Dealers in Art, Relics, Books. Private acquisition services available." it announced. Below that were our names, in clear block letters.

"I'm not going to change it," I said, though I wasn't really speaking. I still hadn't quite worked out how, but the two of us could converse without talking out loud. It was unnerving to say the least. "I put both of our names on the sign because you insisted, even though my mysterious partner is never going to show up in the flesh. Now that's not good enough for you?"

"It's the wrong name."

I looked at it again and sighed. "No, it isn't. That's your name."

"My birth name. I don't use it anymore. Haven't used it in years."

I put my hands over my eyes for a moment, as though that would block out the requests of the insane Sith woman who now shared my body. "So, you want me to put which name on the sign now?"

"Zash," she said, as though it were completely obvious.

"That's not even a real name."

Before I realized what was happening, I slapped myself across the face. That was something Zash had figured out how to do, and she liked to use it to get me to do things for her. She couldn't do it very hard, so it didn't hurt. But it was extremely annoying.

She was every bit my mental equal. She was strong enough to guard most of her memories, but I was able to catch fragments here and there. She had shown me little snatches of her memories, moments taken out of her past. Never enough context to give me the full story. The scent of hair singed by a lightsaber, the exhilaration at picking up a book for the first time. The feeling of a dry breeze on a dusty red planet and the sounds of echoes in old, dark hallways.

There was one memory she didn't try to hide, but rather drew me into again and again. She made me experience the horror and dread that descended over her the night she performed the ritual that destroyed her life. I felt her stumble in the darkness, felt pain coursing through her newly-frail body as she fumbled for a mirror. When she saw what she had become - a pretty young woman transformed into a dying hag - I felt her desperation.

A month ago I would have said that she deserved it for playing with the dark side. But since she'd made me experience her own anguish, I was no longer sure if I believed that. After years of trying to free myself from emotion, being forced to experience hers was making me question everything.

"Fine," I said, taking the sign down. I erased what I'd written and in its place wrote "Meyali Cardani & Zash Vireya" with an angry flourish. I hung it back up in the window of the dusty little shop we'd bought, and it swung a few times before settling against the glass. "You're exhausting, and awful," I said as I stalked into the back office, where I'd begun sorting through things to sell.

"Don't complain so much, Meyali," Zash told me. There was a vicious serenity in the way she said it. "You know that none of this would have happened if not for you. This is completely your own fault."

I still hadn't figured out what she meant by that. I didn't look forward to finding out.

Ebon Hawk: Latula // Elaeys // Raima // Jaea // Macara // Meulin // Damarra // Kanaaya

"We will snatch purpose from the jaws of futility...are you ready to wreak some havoc?"

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kabeone
09.19.2012 , 08:22 PM | #2
ooooo. This thread makes me so happy and an interesting twist on the Zash we know.

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Earthmama
09.19.2012 , 08:22 PM | #3
YAY!!!! Looking forward to seeing where you take this!

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Morgani
09.19.2012 , 09:53 PM | #4
Once I'm out of my ops group I'll be able to read this. Just wanted to jump and be excited!
Be to her Virtues
very Kind.
Be to her Faults
a little Blind.

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SveinEternity
09.20.2012 , 04:09 AM | #5
This was amazing! I am so looking forward to this! Sub
The Eternity Legacy

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iamthehoyden
09.20.2012 , 09:14 AM | #6
Hehe, I saw this and said "YESSSSSS!!!!"
Quote: Originally Posted by elliotcat View Post
Both thrown out of their orders, the women face the reality that true power does not come from the Force, and cash rules everything around us. Already dealing with the worst possible midlife crisis, the two new "roommates" decide to start a business together, because nothing could possibly go wrong with that idea.
And this premise just promises loads of fun. Loads and loads.
aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?
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Fan Fiction: My Name is Solomon Crae The Man in the Box

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elliotcat
09.22.2012 , 12:37 PM | #7
Zash
2 - Love

Meyali still thought of herself as a Jedi, and it was maddening. Mostly because of her refusal to even consider how painful the loss of love could be.

When I was imprisoned in Meenah's Dashade servant and made to tag along with her, I left behind someone I cared for. Khem Val had mocked me mercilessly, ridiculed me, called me weak for missing him. He told me I deserved my pain, and maybe I did. What I intended to do to Meenah wasn't something she really deserved, but I was desperate. She had been a slave and a prostitute, and I really did believe that being my vessel would make her powerful, and that she should be grateful. In any case, it didn't seem to me to be worth a broken heart.

At first, I thought Meyali would understand. But she was bitter and detached, totally incapable of comprehending another person's pain.

"He probably doesn't even remember you," she told me.

It was a bright spring morning, the two of us talking before we got up, like we seemed to be making into a habit. When things were quiet and we weren't busy, one of us would invariably start an argument.

"He remembers," I said stubbornly.

"I doubt it," Meyali replied. "You just disappeared. As far as the Sith are concerned, you're dead. He's probably forgotten all about you."

I tried to force the idea out of my mind. How could he forget me?

I had met him when he was reassigned to Korriban - he was part of the Imperial military. He had just left a post serving a Sith Lord, but no one seemed to know why he'd left her. One of the inquisitors swore to me that he'd betrayed her, but it was little more than a rumor. He was quiet and kept to himself, but in the middle of all the acolytes and lords and military, we noticed each other. I think it was because I was growing so desperate, and if there was one thing he understood, it was desperation.

That was why he was the only one I told about what I planned to do to Meenah. He seemed to understand, and to think that if it saved my life it was worth it. I hoped it was.

"I should send him a message. Tell him I'm still alive."

"Are you?" Meyali asked me. "I don't know that you could say you're truly living. This isn't your body."

She had a point.

"Besides. Attachment is a disease. You should consider yourself lucky to be free of it."

"You idiot," I said. "Look at us. We are literally attached to each other. We couldn't be more attached if we tried. It's time for you to give up the Jedi Code. Maybe now you'll see how useless it is."

I could tell I'd hit a nerve. There were some things you couldn't hide when you're stuck in such close quarters.

"I'll give up my code," Meyali said, evenly and coldly, "when you give up on Malavai Quinn."

I would show her that passion was stronger. She would break first.



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Spoiler

Ebon Hawk: Latula // Elaeys // Raima // Jaea // Macara // Meulin // Damarra // Kanaaya

"We will snatch purpose from the jaws of futility...are you ready to wreak some havoc?"

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iamthehoyden
09.22.2012 , 12:43 PM | #8
Oh no! Lol!!! How does he end up in EVERYTHING?? Lmao!
aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?
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Fan Fiction: My Name is Solomon Crae The Man in the Box

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elliotcat
09.22.2012 , 12:46 PM | #9
Quote: Originally Posted by iamthehoyden View Post
Oh no! Lol!!! How does he end up in EVERYTHING?? Lmao!
I was drunk in the IRC channel and it seemed like a good idea.

Ebon Hawk: Latula // Elaeys // Raima // Jaea // Macara // Meulin // Damarra // Kanaaya

"We will snatch purpose from the jaws of futility...are you ready to wreak some havoc?"

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irishfino
09.22.2012 , 12:48 PM | #10
I'm going to kill you in the most horrible ways imaginable.
That's not you.
It's a version of me and that is enough to offend. To arms!
Oh for the love of fu-
I'll probably die if you group with me, but I'll go out with both lightsabers drawn stabbing someone in the face. Probably you, but it's cool. Forever Shenanigans!!