fandomhigh | Ethics [Thursday, February 14]

Today the class was meeting in the Danger Room.

It was Valentine's Day and Anakin couldn't leave for Connecticut until class was over. So it wasn't a coincidence that today's class could get most of the students fake killed in nasty ways.

"Welcome to your midterm," Anakin said, pacing across the flight deck of a ship. Behind him, thousands of pricks of lights showed that a space battle had been paused for him to talk. "Today, you will get to be Jedi."

His eyes went flat. "Or try, anyway. Your mission," he said, striding over to a three-dimensional schematic of the ship, "is to rescue the Chancellor of the Republic, who has been kidnapped by a General Grievous, the leader of a Separatist movement. There's also another fearsome warrior aboard, a Lord of the Sith named Count Dooku. He is not to be underestimated. He took my arm off when I was 20."

He shrugged it off.

"Regardless. You will be paired up and rescue the Chancellor. Alive, please. Your mission is to fight past the droids, and the Sith Lord, get back on a different ship and the hell off of this one as quickly as possible."

He waved his hand towards the control panel. The students would now find themselves in brown robes and holding unlit lightsaber hilts. They would work like the real things, but only in the Danger Room.

Their reflexes, regrettably, were what they had come in with.

"Try not to die," Anakin said, "and for the love of the Force, don't do stupid things with your lightsabers like try to skewer your classmates or write your name in the floor." He then listed off the pairings:

Harvelle, Jo & Hammond, Evey
Anemone & Wells, Andrew
Atkins, Amber & Sato, Hoshi
Austreben, Karal & Emmagan, Teyla
Dresden, Harry & Montague, Romeo
Fray, Melaka & Rikku
Lang, Lana & Halliwell, Wyatt
Levine, Eve & Levine, Savannah
Park, Adam & Roberts, Summer
Reno & Sparks, Jenny
Price, Adah & Skywalker, Anakin

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Mel busted in with Rikku in your typical heroic fashion.

"Hi. My name is Mel Fray and I'm here with Rikku ~~wan-kenobi~~ and we're here to rescue you," Mel said looking at the prisoner. "Aren't you a little short to be a Chancellor?"

"Aren't you a little blunt to be a Jedi?" the Chancellor countered, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm from the unorthodox branch," Mel quipped. "You want to get rescued or would you prefer not to travel with my bluntness?"

"We're blunt, but efficient," Rikku chirped, hopefully reassuringly. "We got all of those droid-things and we'll get you out of here safely, honest. Uh. Sir."

"Let's go your chancellorness," Mel said with a head motion to the door. "time to get the rutting hell out of here."

The Chancellor stared down at the bindings on his wrist. "I'd really love to take you up on that," he said evenly, "but there are just two little problems. These...and him."

He tilted his chin towards someone who'd just arrived behind them.

Mel sighed. "Rikku? Cut the ties the bind apparently we have a big bad to face," she said turning towards the arriving someone while Rikku ~~who is modded with permission~~ tried very carefully not to cut the Chancellor's hands off.

Count Dooku approached, cape fluttering behind him. "I'm afraid I can't allow you to take away my leverage," he said smoothly, igniting his lightsaber.

"He's a person," Mel snarked. "Not a crowbar. So why don't we just-"

Mel didn't bother finishing her sentence. She just attacked.

"Oh, look how unaware you have caught me," Dooku said dryly, moving his lightsaber with terrifying speed.

"Hey. You're pretty fast for an old man," Mel noted as she blocked the attack with a pretty damn fast response. "Too bad you're not hot and good looking like us."

"I'm much better looking than the last Sith Lord," he said, trying to take her arm off with his lightsaber, "so I'll have that to comfort me."

In the background Palpatine was trying very hard not to roll his eyes.

Rikku finally freed his hands ~~if that is okay to mod~~ and stood up, talking quickly in a low voice. "Okay, listen. We've got a ship. I'm gonna escort you to it while she deals with that guy, okay?"

She didn't like leaving Mel here to deal with that guy by herself, but Mel was seriously badass, and the important part was getting the Chancellor to the ship. If she ran into trouble, Mel would catch up, and if she got the Chancellor to the ship free and clear, she could double back.

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"Excellent," Palpatine said, standing up. "We should definitely leave your partner behind."

"Just temporarily," Rikku said quickly, more reassuring herself than him. "Mel can handle herself. And maybe she can distract him enough that we can get you to safety first."

She flicked her lightsaber on and began moving swiftly towards the closest exit, keeping watch to see if anyone was going to attack the Chancellor.

"He's killed Jedi, you know," Palpatine said.

He was aiming for conversational. It was a little closer to gleeful.

Rikku froze. "H-he has?"

She swallowed. Right. Professor Skywalker had said this guy was pretty badass. If he'd taken his arm off --

Shit. Shit. Shit. Stay, and the Chancellor might get hurt. Leave, and Mel could get killed. And standing here watching them fight was burning time she didn't have either way. Shit.

"Are we going?" Palpatine asked, a hint of impatience in his voice.

Auron's voice, in her memory. He is a Guardian. Protecting you is everything.

"Yes," she said, nodding as she ignored the sinking feeling in her stomach. "We're going."

She turned on her heel, moving towards the nearest exit again. She would be back the instant the Chancellor was safely on the ship. Mel would be okay. Please, let Mel be okay?

Mel? Okay? Rutting hell. She was having fun

"You're good!" Mel said going in for another attack. "I don't suppose you have a son who isn't as creepy looking and less evil?"

"No," Dooku replied shortly. "And I'm better than merely 'good'."

"And apparently full of yourself too," Mel said trying to keep an eye on the door with Rikku and the Chancellor as well as defending herself from any attacks.

"It's not arrogance when you can back it up," Dooku said, trying to cut off her leg.

It was a bit of arrogance, too.

Mel backed off and did her best defending herself with the light sword thing. It wasn't a scythe but some of the principles were the same.

"Yeah? Well you know what the difference between you and me is?" Mel retorted.

"I'd hardly know where to start," Dooku said dryly.

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