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What Must Be Done Will Be Done	By : MastaRevan1 Category: +G through L > Knights of the Old Republic Views: 5247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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With this whole story im not going to be deep into KotOR 2 but there are a few characters that will be mentioned. If you haven't played KotOR 2 it doesn't really matter you will still understand this story. Please enjoy and review. ALSO whenever there is a page break within this chp, i am switching point of views. Sorry about the weird flow in the story.

A week has now gone by, and only moments away before the guest arrived to Revan and Bastila's open house. Both of them were in the kitchen, preparing the last few food items on the kitchen counter. Because of the long travel to their house, they decided to prepare a full course meal. Most of the items were store bought because Revan was never that big into cooking, and neither was Bastila.
Revan took off his oven gloves and put them back in the cabinet drawer. "Bas, this is the last time I'm ever cooking for a group of people!"
"Revan this is your first time cooking for a group of people." Bastila corrected, while setting up the silver wear on the table.
"Good, I'm glad you noticed, and I hope you're not getting in the habit of me doing all these weird task for you." He walked over to the table to help her set it up. "I have gone from Jedi Knight, Sith Lord, Republic Solider, back to Jedi, House Designer, and now Chef! I am spiraling down in ranks fast."
She grinned at him uncontrollably to the point that she was now squinting. "Now Revan, you know that most of those positions are not because of me. Also, you're the one who wanted the 'normal' quiet life." She defended, while holding in laughter. "And your so called 'task' that I have given you, have not been overbearing. Besides…what happened to you saying 'I'd do anything to please you '?" She said in an over exaggerated tone that mimicked his voice.
Revan rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I think you misunderstood what I was saying, Bas." He walked over to the edge of the table that she was preparing, and closed in on her with his hands pinned around her on the table. He watched her enticingly, as she tried to escape from his hold. His mind began to fill with ideas of desire as he leaned into her. "And what of the task, which I have given you?" He whispered.
She raised her hands up to his shoulders, and gently pushed him back until she wasn't pressed firmly unto the table anymore. "I believe that I have been quite considerate this past week."
"I think you mean modest." He began to lean in again, but this time he grabbed under her thighs, and sat her up on top of the table. Her legs were now around his, and his hands began to wander unconsciously around her upper body. He aimed towards the base of her neck and kissed her hungrily. Her head began to lean back willingly but moved back up immediately. He felt her body struggling to resist his touch, as she tried to pull his hands away from any sensitive area.
"I have not once denied you Revan!" She argued back.
"But you're not daring or explorative. Everything is predictable and straight to the point." He complained while laughing.
She gasped at the thought that he would say such a thing. "I bore you!"
"No!"
"Liar!"
"Then let me take you right here!"
"NO!"
"See!"
"Our guest will be here any minute!"
"Life is about what's happening RIGHT NOW and not what's going to happen!" he gestured playfully.
"Ugh, why do I bother with you?"
He finally gave up and freed her from their position. "Fine, we will continue right here later on tonight then."
"Not on this table." She firmly addressed.
"See!"
"We eat on this!"
"So!"
"Well I-"
Ding Dong.
She sighed in relief at the sound of the door bell, "I'll get it."
She rolled her eyes before turning around and Revan slapped her butt in return. She ignored him and walked towards the front door. When she opened up the door for their first guest, she wasn't surprised to see Juhani. She was always known for being punctual with her timing.
"Greetings Master Bastila, it is nice to see you again, and to be welcomed in your presence." She bowed down in respect.
"Juhani, this is my home, not a temple, greet me as a friend please." Bastila leaned in for a hug and Juhani gladly accepted it.
"It is so beautiful, thank you for inviting me."
Bastila pointed straight down the hallways towards the kitchen. "Revan is down there. I'm going to stay here for a while, and welcome the guest into the house." Bastila informed, but really didn't want to be anywhere near Revan for a while.
Juhani found her way towards Revan and leaned in for a hug. Revan shot out his hand in return, rejecting her offer. His smile was deceitful but she couldn't tell. Even after their suicidal mission together, Revan never became fond of her. He had so many reasons of why he just couldn't stand her, and because of her punctuality, that helped break up his recent conversation with Bastila, added on to the excuses.
Revan sat down at the table and Juhani joined him. He sat silently, and to him, it wasn't awkward ignoring the Cathar. Might of fact he wasn't realizing that he was ignoring her, but she did.
"So…Revan I-"
"Master Revan." He corrected her.
"Oh!" She said with a stunned look on her face.
"Just joking Juhani!" He laughed and she joined with him. In his mind he was somewhat serious but he didn't want to truly show it. "Please continue, I didn't mean to be rude", He lied.
"Well I-"
"Carth!" Revan yelled out when he saw his friend enter into the kitchen. He stood up and greeted Carth with a hug.
"Hey Rev!" He looked around the kitchen examining it. "Well I guess there is no need of me asking how you are doing, because this house explains it all." Cath said with amassment.
"Yeah man its going fine. Let me crack open a bottle of wine for you man."
"Oh no Revan, I'm good! I gotta make it home in one piece after tonight. I've found someone that might just be important to me." He said sincerely.
"Wow really? You should have brought her over if you felt like that."
"No its fine…I need more time to make sure."
Even though Carth had finally moved on, Revan knew that he still had his trust issues, but he couldn't blame him. Revan was close to betraying them all at Rakata Prime, and leaving them for Bastila and the throne. And if he did, and Carth had somehow survived it, he would never trust a soul till the day he died.
As time went by more people such as Helena, Jolee, Dadonna, and other commanders came in. Some were looking around the house and others were eating. Since Bastila's mother had arrived, she was no longer greeting and left it to Revan to usher in everyone else. She knew that if she left her mother unattended, by her specifically, there would be a distraught atmosphere between the two. The door bell rang, and when he opened the door, he was greeted by, Master Kavar and Zhar.

Point of view: Kavar and Zhar
"Good evening Revan." They both said in sync, while watching Revan form a genuine smile across his face.
"I'm not trying to judge Zhar, but he couldn't be any artificial than this." Kavar communicated through the force.
"I know…but let us not worry too much on Revan, right now he is not our main obligation remember?" Zhar commented back
"Good evening to you too Master." Revan bowed down to the two of them and they nodded back in return.
They entered into the well lit house, and examined everything before them.
Kavar looked forward towards the lively kitchen, while trying to avoid his eyes from suspicion, from looking back towards Zhar, behind him.
"Well did you sense anything?" Kavar questioned Zhar, while following Revan into the kitchen
"No, but I suggest that we do a thorough examination on the house, before we conclude anything."
Once they entered into the kitchen, a few conversations halted, once the presence of the Master Jedi was noticed. A few, such as Juhani, Jolee, and Dadonna walked up to greet. On the other hand, at the dining table, Bastila was busy arguing with her mother, to the point that she didn't even recognize that the Master Jedi where even there yet.
Zhar quickly glanced over at Kavar, then towards Bastila trying to nudge him on. "Well…she is not noticing us, so I guess it's up to us to pursue." Zhar indicated.
"No, let us be patient a little longer. I don't want to seem desperate."
Revan walked up to the Masters again, after the other guests were done greeting them. "Would you two like anything to eat or drink?"
"No thank you, we are fine as we are, but we would like to have word with Padawan Shan. We don't want to be rude and not greet our other host." Kavar answered for both of them.
"Oh, well I'm sorry, excuse us for being so impolite. I'll be sure to bring her over to you soon." Revan said apologetically.
"Thank you Revan, we appreciate it." Kavar commented. Kavar looked at his partner and saw a reassuring look on his face. "What?"
"Maybe Revan is to stay the way he was before the wars?...He is quite submissive."Zhar analyzed.
"No, I believe it to be too soon to judge someone such as Revan. He is good with words and persuasion."
Both Kavar and Zhar stood still in the corner of the kitchen, watching the gathering continue then focused over towards Revan and Bastila. They noticed Revan trying to grasp Bastilas attention away from Helena and towards their direction, and saw her do a double take, assuming that she was surprised about their arrival. They realized her entire persona changed as she began to glare at Revan in a questionable manner. Revan looked at her innocently and gestured her towards the Masters once again. She kept her eyes on him, as she began walking her way towards the Masters.
"I guarantee you that whatever they just discussed amongst themselves would have been beneficial to us." Kavar claimed.

"I'm pretty sure Padawan Shan wouldn't keep anything that we should know away from us…besides I'm starting to believe maybe Revan wouldn't either." Zhar assumed.
The Master Jedi stopped talking amongst themselves once Bastila came within close talking distance. She bowed down, as she began to address herself.
"Good evening Masters, it is quite a pleasure to see you here at my home." Bastila expressed truthfully.
"You too Padawan Shan," Kavar nodded and so did Zhar.
"So I'm assuming you will be giving a tour of the house…assuming that we aren't too late for it?" Zhar mentioned with a smile, knowing that they were a lot later than everyone else that was there.
"Why of course! I will most definitely assist you with a detour of the house." Bastila looked around the kitchen and saw Revan and waved him over to her direction. Once he had made his way over, Bastila explained what she wanted him to do.
"Revan, both Master Karvar and Zhar would like a presentation of the house, so would mind escorting Zhar down stairs, while I show Karvar upstairs?"
"Oh no dear, not at all. I'm sure all of our other guest won't mind that both of the host are absent, because they need to tend to the Masters needs."
Kavar could have sworn that he heard a slight remark of sarcasm in Revan's voice, but couldn't really tell for sure.
"Keep a close eye on Revan and his body language Zhar." Kavar suggested. "Also did you sense any unusual actions that have happened within the kitchen?"
"No, nothing unusual has happened here, just ordinary business work, but I will make sure every room I go in is secure." Zhar confirmed.
The pairs split up and went different directions within the house. Kavar followed behind Bastila, and began to head up stairs.
"So I see that you two have spent a hefty sum on this new house. It must be a burden to pay it off."
Bastila hesitated before replying back to his statement. "Umm… well actually, I personally don't pay for anything within the house. Revan has been responsible for everything."
Kavar now became more curious about his thoughts on the house. "Interesting…how is Revan able to afford such things? I assume it was a reward he must have received during our reward ceremony perhaps?"
Kavar realized her hesitations got even longer as she continued her way into the first room. "Well, here is our first guest room. Anyone that we are friends with is welcomed here. Even though Revan did not truly earn the credits ,the way I would prefer him to, in order to buy this house, we are making sure that we are humble towards everyone that enters in return." She innocently defended.
Kavar stopped in his steps and glared with suspicion towards Bastila. "I'm not understanding what you're saying Padawan. I assume that you mean he didn't really work for this money? If gifts are given for what he has done then he has earned this well, even if this is quite much."
Bastila nodded, and began to walk out of the room and into the hallway. Kavar stood still into the room and noticed a slight shift in the room as his force senses explored the area. He walked out of the room feeling unsure of his observation.
"Do you two usually meditate in there?" He asked
"Revan does, I don't. I usually meditate in my bed room. Why?"
"Just wondering, because there is a certain air about that room, which slightly moved me."
They walked into the next guest room and continued talking.
"He is in there quite often now days. He seems to meditate more than me lately. I figure that he must be bored from not having any assignments." Bastila commented, and laughed at the end of her statement.
He didn't sense anything from the other two rooms, and they were now headed towards the master bedroom. He stopped in his steps again once they were in the hallway.
"Bastila, are you happy here… with this life style? I never imagined one such as you to move on so easily. I remembered you being fully determined to move up in your ranks, and master the force at all cost."
"Well…perhaps it is very different for me. And I suppose Revan feels the same way. Sometimes it may get a little too quiet around here, and I would think about all that I'm missing at the temple. But then I remember that a Jedi's goal is to achieve peace, and that's what we have here every day." She smiled at the thought and continued to walk on.
"Well I hope the peace continues within this house then. But if you ever change your mind, the council would be glad to except you back in are arms. You are still promising to us."
"Thank you Masta Kavar."
They entered into the Master bedroom, and Kavar began to feel conflicted within his mind.
"Here is our bedroom." Bastila gladly stated.
"Our bedroom?" He questioned with confusion.
"Um..yes," she looked at him with an obvious expression.
"Out of all of the rooms here…why share?" He looked at her disgusted.
"I'm sorry Master Kavar, I thought you knew Revan and I was in a relationship."
"Yes many Jedi have gone off into a relationship and shared deep bonds with each other, but I never imagined you to be one with such….passion." That was the best word that Kavar could come up with to describe his thought process. He tried to sense deeper into the room for other things, and it only got worse. He could now see every 'event' flash before his mind as he looked around the room. From the floor, to bed, on the wall and even in the bathroom, it was one brief scene to the next. His eyes were now closed shut as he tried to get the visions out of his head. He could now sense the sexual aroma and aura of the room overwhelm him, as if it was trying to swallow him with emotions. It was almost like taking a Jedi to Koriban, and asking them not to feel the evil within each step they made. While he was able, he immediately turned around and walked out of the room. He had noticed Bastila following him and getting ready to put her hand on his shoulder.
"DON'T touch me…please!" He said, with his arm stuck out forward to make sure she couldn't get any closer.
He began to remember what was said to him before he left the temple to go to Revan and Bastilas house.
He was standing before Vrook Lamar, outside of the chamber halls. They had just ended a meeting with the rest of the Jedi Council.
"Now Kavar, we have picked you specifically for a reason. I expect you to be able to lure Bastila back to the Jedi Order. Don't even bother with Revan, he is hopeless and would only affect us all."
"I don't know Bastila as well as you do Vrook but what if I can't, what if she is happy with where she is?"
"Then let her know where she is welcomed at all times. Give her a few weeks with Revan alone and she will see right through him! She was one of my star pupils and I expect 'nothing' less from her."
"I'll do my best to bring her back, she was definitely promising to the order." Kavar bowed his head towards the other master before walking off.
"Kavar!" Vrook stopped him in his steps. "As long as Revan hasn't 'tainted' her in 'any' way, she will willingly come back." Vrook stated with assurance.
Kavar hastily made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen to find his partner. He found everyone else but Zhar and Revan.
"Master Kavar." A male voice behind him called out.
He turned around to find Revan and Zhar now in front of him. He took a deep breath and began to site the code in his mind to calm him.
"Zhar I am ready to leave." He said calmly
Zhar looked at him with confusion. "Well are you sure you don't want to look around downstairs for yourself?" Zhar looked at him trying to indicate that he might be on to something. He then realized that Bastila had now come from behind him, from upstairs.
"No Zhar, I have seen enough." He said vigorously. "Revan, thank you for letting us into your well deserved house. It is a fine reward from 'whoever' gave it to you. But I believe a house is a little much for a Jedi to accept, especially from one that is no longer a Jedi. From here on, ill make sure that every student never accepts anything, even after a challenging mission."
Revan stepped up to Kavar before he could walk away. "Excuse you! But if you really felt this uncomfortable in my house that I personally paid for, then you should have never come!"
"You!" Kavar darted his eyes at Revan then looked towards Bastila.
"Forgive me Master Kavar for letting you believe that this house was a gift." Bastila apologized.
"Then how?" Kavar questioned.

Point of view:Revan and Bastila
"Perhaps you would call it his blood money."
They all turned around towards the front door as they heard the voice of an older woman speak.
"I call it his restoration money. Or that's what id wish to call it, if he would get out of this fantasy of his."
"Kreia!" Revan yelled out.
"Who?" Bastila looked over at him with confusion.
Revan was about to speak but Master Kavar answered before he got the chance.
"She is an exiled Jedi Master." He looked over towards Bastila which was trying to put the pieces together. "She was responsible for turning Revan to the dark side. And apparently, she has gotten to you too since you allow yourself to be involved in such reckless behavior."
Bastila finally remembered who she was once Kavar said that. She shook her head and looked towards Kavar, "No, I would never." She whispered with disgust in her tone. She then looked towards Revan. "You invited her Revan?"
"Hell NO!" Revan yelled.
"Then how and why is she here?"
Revan began to feel worry and doubt within her voice.
Revan looked at her in the eye with honesty, "Bas, I don't know." He said calmly, hoping to tone the scene that they caused down.
Kreia stepped forward, as if she was now welcomed into the house, "I was invited by that Cathar friend of yours, that's in the kitchen. Aah… I can feel her nervousness as we speak."
Revan began to get even more angry. "Juhani!" He yelled loud enough to reach her ears.
Juhani got up and ran towards the entrance near Revan.
"Yes Revan?"
"Don't play dumb with me Juhani , I know you heard our conversation." He said while trying to dilute his frustration.
"Umm no…I don't know what your tal-
"Tell me how this woman got to my house!" He erupts in her face before she could finish her statement.
Bastila grabbed arm tightly trying to calm him down. Master Kavar and Zhar shook their heads at the event that was occurring.
Tears were streaming down Juhani's face, which was filled with fear. "When I received my invitation at the Coruscant Jedi temple, I ran into her…well she ran into me…I don't know. She was just there, and just like everyone else, she knew that I had traveled with you and Bastila. She asked how you two were doing. I told her that I don't know but I've been invited to your open house. Then I showed her the letter and-
"Get out." Revan said causally.
Juhani froze still like a helpless child, not knowing what to do.
"I said get out!" He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the front door. Once he opened the door he pushed her out.
"Revan you didn't have to be so harsh!" Bastila yelled out.
"No! You just don't understand the danger she has put us in."
Kreia broke in unto their conversation "Danger! It's interesting how one such as you says such things. I have done everything but put you in danger! I have protected you from yourself if anything! If I ever hurt you it was only to prepare you for the worse." She defended.
Zhar now stepped forward into the conversation looking agitated. "And I suppose that turning him to the dark side to face the Mandalorians was to help prepare him too!"
"More than you will ever know." She snapped back. "But I guess at the rate he is going, all that I have done just might be in vain. But I won't allow that!" Her head moved towards Bastila as if she was looking at her. "Ahh and you…you are the root of the problem. You have too much control over his emotions, and what he truly feels inside. He doesn't allow himself to remember who he was because of you. He is afraid that you will see his true self, and that he will see his true self and like it."
Bastila gasped at the thought and looked over to Revan.
Revan scowled at the older woman for saying such things about him and his lover.
"You yearn for it don't you Revan. And you know what you must do to receive such knowledge."
Zhar and Kavar both stepped forward into the conversation "We have had enough!" Kavar confirmed.
"Kreia this is your fair warning. Disarm yourself and allow us to turn you in to the council." Zhar demanded her.
"Or else?" She said coolly
Zhar reached out for his lightsaber and moved forward towards Kreia, but Kavar grabbed his shoulder for him to stop.
"She has already corrupted him once, and I won't allow it to happen again."Zhar affirmed and moved forward towards the older lady.
Kreia ignited both of her lightsabers and Zhar ignited his single blade. The other three else backed up to give them more space. Zhar took the first swing, while entering into his form called the Ataru. Kreia, now moving over to the right, using the Niman form, dodged gracefully, and moved her right saber under his, and pushed upward to make him get off balance. Once he unwillingly leaned backwards she moved in to swing with her left saber, but he caught his balance and pivoted over. She swung down with her right saber and this time he caught her in a wrestle. Both of them now battling to see who was the strongest. Zhar was taking in the most force until Kreia gained enough endurance to put her left saber up to help her. They were both even now and breathing fiercely. Zhar looked down, looking at her foot position, and tried to knock her over by kicking her foot off balance.
"Fool!" She violently yelled out as she easily force pushed him into the hall. It was almost as if she was toying with him the whole time. She shrugged her shoulders and looked towards the other master. Kavar sneered at her, but didn't move towards her but instead towards his partner to see if he was ok. His back was slightly injured and Kavar had to help him up.
Revan and Bastila stood beside each other, wondering what was going to happen next. Both of them were unarmed but were at least force ready.
"Revan do you have a plan, because I surely don't." Bastila asked them through their bond.
"No, we'll just have to play along and get along." Revan answered.
They both watched Kreia head towards the hallway where the Master Jedi's were now standing. "I want you two to leave. Leave and tell your so called council to stand out of the way of my student's progression. As for you Revan, I need to speak with you in private." Revan obeyed and went over to the basement floor door, and they both walked down. The Master Jedi said nothing till they got to the front door.
Kavar had turned towards Bastila, "When you are surrounded by people of the light, there is no chaos, there is only harmony. I assume you have forgotten that."
She shook her head, "No…I have not, not at all.
"Then why do you allow him to do the things that he does. Including having this house when the credits that are being used to pay for it are from the death of our own! Now he is associating with an exiled master, which could be the beginning of something we will never be able to stop. Revan must not remember his past, he wasn't crazy and predictable like Malak, and that's what I fear."
"Master Kavar, I promise I'll do my best to keep my eye on him. I love him and I won't even let him harm even himself."
The two Masters left out the front door and Bastila walked off into the kitchen where the other guest stayed.
Revan and Kreia entered into the basement, which was now completely furnished. Before that, it had been the room full of storage, and where Revan had kept his original lightsaber and mask. Revan and Bastila revamped it to be their room of collections from their journey together.
Revan still had his back towards Kreia, thinking of what to do next. He looked around and saw unfold able chairs, and decided to set them out for the both of them. When Kreia sat down in her chair first, Revan used the force, and grabbed one of his collected lightsabers off the wall and tried to strike her down. Unfortunately, by the time he spun around in front of her, she had already had her lightsaber to his neck.
"Don't try me Revan." The old lady warned.
Revan finally gave up any hope of defeating her. He backed up and put the lightsaber down. He decided to sit down and listen to what she had to say.
"Revan, everything that I had prepared you for in the past has been erased. I am not here to train you, but I am here to guide you before your next journey."
"Next journey?...Look, ill train, and prepare for whatever there is to come, but like I said before, I'm not going anywhere. Even if I finally remember."
"Revan if you don't leave when it is time, everything that you know and love will be destroyed. Wars will be made, and the republic will fall far worse than what it already has. The force will do anything to get one to move according to its will. Don't get angry with me, the force has chosen you not I. And it has chosen me to be your guidance, so I will obey."
"But why would I be responsible for so much! Am I really the link to all of this!"
"Ah yes…good choice of words Revan. You are the link to set everything in place. If you don't you will be the delay in the universe, causing a break in the chain reaction.
"I know that I am not as powerful as I used to be before the Jedi swiped my memory but, even then how will I be strong enough to take on whatever I'm preparing for?
"Oh don't worry Revan, you won't be alone, and those that you meet in your future will help you tap into the origin of your true power. But that is not to be discussed now. You must first remember everything that you have lost."
Revan stared at her with much confusion. His head was pounding from everything that has happened in such short amount of time.
Kreia stood up from her chair and began walking her way up the stairs. "We have discussed enough for today Revan. Seek me out at your hide out when you have yourself prepared. And don't bring that girl with you."
"Yes…Master."
After five minutes went by, Revan finally made his way up the stairs to be with the rest of the group. When he walked into the kitchen, there was only Bastila cleaning up the counter.
"I'm glad you got everyone to leave." Revan said with relief. Bastila walked up to Revan and hugged him.
"Trust me, it wasn't hard. They left right as soon as I told them Kreia went down stairs with you. Revan I just thank the force that she doesn't want to kill you!" She said while still having her arms wrapped around his waist. Revan wrapped his arms around her even tighter once he thought of what Kreia really wanted out of him.
"Revan, so what does she want?"
He stood in silence for a few seconds before answering. "She wants me to train hard for something that is to come. She is over exaggerated Bas, and nothing to worry about. She is just an old senile woman with a grudge on the council." Revan lied. Not being able to tell her the truth disturbed him greatly but he couldn't sum up the courage to tell her that he was preparing to leave.
"Well I'm glad that you now have everything situated, at least for tonight."
"Yeah, well nothing more aggravating could happen besides this."
The door bell rang and they both stood in place, not believing who had finally arrived after all the commotion. Revan and Bastila walked up to the front door.
"Revan, I'm not dealing with her!" She whispered in a harsh tone.
"Well I'm not either, I've have a long day!" Revan whispered back. "Well we just can't leave her out there!"
Bastila rolled her eyes and gestured him to open the door. When he opened up the door, it was none other than Mission Vao.
"Sorry I'm late guys! Did I miss anything!" She stood there with a big smile and three luggages by her side.
This chp was kinda hard. If any of you are familiar with KotOR 2 and Kreia, when you unlock a conversation with her she talks about how she hates the Jedi Masters and calls Zhar a fool. Well i decided to my own little chp to show why she feels that way. I dont blame her even though i HATE Kreia as much as the Council. I would love advice on anything to help with the next chps. Im trying to finally get deep into the story and leave the ordinary life style of Revan and Bastila. They have had a long enough break from tragedy now lol. Also thanks for the Review on my previous chps folks.
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