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Post by Force_Flow on Oct 27, 2007 11:35:19 GMT -4
Scout reached for her lightsaber, and with a curse realized it wasn't there. "That's them, get them!" the lead Imperial shouted. "You two take the girl!" Scout's expression turned into a snarl at how these Bucketheads were underestimating her. She bent her knees and sprang ten meters into the air, landing at least five in front of the platoon. She weaved in and out of the blaster bolts, completely open to the Force. With one Force-powered hand, she drove a fist into the lead stormtrooper's visor, which crushed underneath her bleeding knuckles.
He would be losing air now, she knew. Her other hand sprang out to pull his towards her, and she jumped, using his shoulder as a stepping-stool. She recovered her ground on top of a large vertical pile of lube oil and other ship supplies. Half of the platoon aimed their fire towards her, while the other half concentrated on taking out Han, Chewie, and Luke. She didn't need the Force to locate Naos: she knew he was fighting on the ground, too.
With a simple nudge of her mind, a large packing crate next to her sprang from its' resting place and bowled over the first line of stormtroopers. "Get the ship running, Chewie!" she heard Han yell, accompanied by a few well-placed blaster shots from his direction. Scout nodded curtly when he glanced at her. Luke hadn't gone inside, like he had been told.
In the ship, Skywalker, Scout hissed. Now.
He started, and looked at her. She jumped up high to avoid a grenade, and swung from an overhang, back into the fray. She sank into her fighting stance, and made a crossing movement with her right hand, then her left. Two halves of the platoon broke apart, as if thrown by an unseen will. She felt Naos at her back, doing the same thing.
And where was Obi-Wan?!
In the ship. She recalled seeing him scamper in there. She felt a stab of irritation, but the Falcon's engines started up, and Scout could have kissed the old man. With an unspoken agreement, Naos ran back to the ship while Scout continued to back up, using the Force to its' full effect to drive them back. When they could no longer stand, Scout followed Naos. She jammed the landing ramp controls, and ignored Luke's awed face as she jogged to the pilot's cockpit to catch up with Naos, Chewie, Obi-Wan, and Han.
She swallowed hard as they rose into the air. She, Naos, and Obi-Wan had given themselves away to the Imperials. They would know it was both of them. Thank the Force Obi-Wan Kenobi was not on their hit list.
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Post by hk47fan on Oct 27, 2007 11:47:08 GMT -4
Naos
I sighed as I sat down in the cockpit of the Falcon. "That must have been why I was feeling something earlier." I concluded in between small breaths
The ship sped out of Mos Eisley, and it really was faster than others could be. "No doubt there are Star Destroyers awaiting us in space, are you sure this thing can outrun a huge powerful Imperial capitol ship?" I said to Han
"You haven't seen her true power yet. This baby can outrun anything." Han said, still staring up as the Falcon spiraled into the sky and out of Tattooine's atmosphere
For once I was happy to see space again, and something different than sand. But my happiness faded when I saw, sure enough, a Star Destroyer.
Han and Chewie obviously noticed, and he began to operate more controls and slowly the freighter got a speed boost...a large one at that.
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Post by Force_Flow on Oct 27, 2007 12:08:46 GMT -4
"Those are Star Destroyers!" Luke said, pointing past Han's head and into open space.
Scout felt like rolling her eyes at this remark, but refrained from doing so. His Aunt and Uncle were dead, his home destroyed. The least she could do was cut him some slack. A lot of slack. “Yeah,” she said. She squinted out the blast window. “Looks like a job for dear old Jaskia, doesn’t it Naos?” She grinned at him, strangely now at ease now that they were off of the planet.
“So you’re a blockade runner, too?” Scout asked Han, leaning over his shoulder.
“For seventeen-thousand I am,” Solo said gruffly, but she sensed that he was scared. Not of the Star Destroyers, but of her. “Go in the back and strap yourselves in. As soon as we’re out of the gravity well, we’re jumping. And I don’t use thrust dampers for takeoff.”
“Let’s go,” Scout said quietly. “Come on, Skywalker.”
Everyone retreated down the hall at a light jog. “What happens if we’re not strapped in?” Luke asked curiously.
“Just wait, you’ll see,” Scout said. “Don’t brace yourself for the Jump, though, it’ll only hurt more. No thrust dampers plus one hyperspace jump means a rhonto’s gonna land on your chest and won’t get off until you’re body gets used to the shock. Notice how everything is strapped down?”
Luke nodded.
“That’s so it doesn’t fly away. Same thing happens with humans, understand? Now buckle up.”
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Post by hk47fan on Oct 27, 2007 12:20:47 GMT -4
Naos
I walked back into what seemed to be the main hold of the ship, and sat down in one of the seats silently and locked the strap. Luke and the others did the same, and after a few seconds of just listening to how fast the ship was going, I said "Alright, here we go."
In about five seconds, the freighter jolted, and made the huge Jump to Hyperspace. "Finally off of that planet and out of the space range near it...."
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Post by Force_Flow on Oct 27, 2007 12:28:43 GMT -4
It hurt. When Han jumped to Hyperspace, Scout had to hold back a gasp. An invisible hand punched her in the stomach, and she had to fight back crying out, or even reacting to the “punch.” She bowed her head for a few moments, willing her body to get used to the G-Forces now pulling at it, and unbuckled her crash webbing.
"Finally off of that planet and out of the space range near it...." Naos sounded happy. And Scout was, too. An idea blossomed within her chest, and she stood.
“Naos, I need to talk to you,” she said. “Privately. Please?”
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Post by hk47fan on Oct 27, 2007 12:40:45 GMT -4
Naos
"Uh...okay." I said on confusion as I looked at her, and I unstrapped myself and walked off, looking for where some private room was, most preferably the crew quarters
As I walked beside her through the corridors, I finally found them "In here." I said, and motioned for her to follow me as I walked in
"Now, whats this about?" I asked, but I had a feeling I knew
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Post by Force_Flow on Oct 27, 2007 12:52:24 GMT -4
Scout avoided his eyes, and instead surveyed the room. There were only four beds, and two looked as though they had never been washed. One was larger than all the others, and there was a grease-stained one that most certainly belonged to Solo. “Remember when you guys saved me on Kamino?” she asked, finally holding his gaze. “You watched over me when I was hurt, and I woke up, and I didn’t know right from left. When my memory came back, we started talking. I became practical and said we shouldn’t continue a relationship. Vader could use it against us. But you know why the Rebels have been winning bit by bit? Because they reached out and touched those they loved. Being a Jedi is about compassion for all human life forms, but we’re not allowed to love. It was silly, but we followed it blindly.”
She moved closer and tilted her head back to look him in the eyes—she would never be able to get over how her towered over her now—and she smiled. “We lost to Palpatine because we didn’t let ourselves love. It’s near impossible to live a life of compassion without loving. So instead of fighting Darth Vader and the Emperor as separate people—as friends—I think we could fight them as something more. Not all friendships have to end like ours did with Jaskia, Naos. They can… they can turn into something more.”
“Remember Tattooine?” she asked. “We kissed each other. And in the Cantina, we were both put out because some spacer tried to get lucky. That proves it! We still love each other. And I know that I still love you. You’re my best friend, Naos. If you say no, I’ll understand.”
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Post by hk47fan on Oct 27, 2007 13:01:01 GMT -4
Naos
My heart dropped, but at the same time fluttered. After years and years, we were finally to this moment. I thought that moment would never happen after our talk on Aldeeran....but it did. I wanted to just shove off the feelings and shove them down again because of the Code and trying to defeat the Empire...but this time, I knew I couldn't and I don't want to.
I moved closer to her, to where I was staring right down at her. "I want to dance around the feelings, but I can't. I did it for all the years in the Jedi Order, but especially after it collapsed. That day on Lok...it was one of the best days of my life. When you were captured I was almost ready to admit my feelings...but then the whole Cerasi thing happened and I got involved in Darrina, and you returned two years later and my feelings came back but we only wanted to be freinds..." I whispered
"Scout, I never wanted to be just freinds. I tried to forget my feelings over the past twelve years but lately they have come back, and I don't want to ignore them...it's inevitable: I can't get rid of them. And I don't care what the Code says anymore...I want you so badly. I love you, Scout. I want us to be together..." I said softly
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Post by Force_Flow on Oct 27, 2007 13:07:30 GMT -4
"Then when we get to Alderaan," Scout whispered, "let's tell everybody. We don't have to make it a secret like Padmé and Sora: we can just be. Like we should have been a long time ago." She cupped his jaw with her hand, dried with small streams of blood, and caught him full on the lips. When he returned her affection, she felt joy rise within her. She threw her arms around him and giggled like a school girl, burying her head in his neck. He smelled like dirt, grease, and sweat, but to her, he was just Naos, the man she had loved since she was thirteen years old.
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Post by hk47fan on Oct 27, 2007 13:13:19 GMT -4
Naos
As I leaned back from the very passionate kiss, and it was the best kiss I had ever had because we were both willngly doing it. It felt so good to just feel her lips, feel her love...and for the first time in a very very long time, I was truly happy.
"I agree, there shouldn't be a reason why we have to keep it private." I said as I stroked her hair and smiled "And I don't want to keep it a secret, everyone would know anyway. Besides I think everyone has noticed we loved each other anyway." I remarked sarcastically
I continued to smile at her, but suddenly I felt like I was hit by a huge gust of wind that blew me 1,000 miles, and I landed on a large, very pointy rock. I felt death.
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