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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 2, 2007 15:41:54 GMT -4
Scout
I should've kept the lightsabers in the datapad, she thought. Might need 'em. She handed both orange lightsabers to Owen, and blew out a breath. "Please don't lose those," she said earnestly. "And... thanks for having us. We really appreciate it. Really. I'll help with the food. Thanks again."
Then, flashing a charming smile she had become accustomed to using on most men, she walked away, looking utterly relieved to have some shelter against the fierce winds.
Maybe she had fooled Owen Lars. She was a born manipulator. Lies came easily towards her, much easier than before Vader had turned her into Cerasi. At least she had something to thank him for.
Keep your eyes wide, she mentally told Naos. I think Skywalker's with the old lady. I'll check it out.
Jaskia
Nait and Jaskia turned to walk down another corridor, with Jaskia unconsciously following Nait's movements down the halls. "I knew you'd come back," Nait said. He wouldn't face her. Coward. "Call it friendly intuition." He flashed her another one of his charming smiles, but when she didn't reply, he coughed and continued foreword. "I wish you had contacted me. I didn't know where you were. I was afraid for you."
"You have a funny way of showing it," Jaskia replied in a monotone.
Nait didn't reply to this. "I was terrified that the Empire caught you. After you hacked off the bond on Apatros, I couldn't feel you anymore. I didn't know if you were dead or alive. It was scary not knowing."
"I knew you were alive, Nait," Jaskia said. "I knew all the time. Unlike the Empire, I have ways of getting information. I knew everything about you. About the Alliance."
"Somehow that doesn't surprise me," Nait said. "I thought you hated me. Do you?"
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 2, 2007 15:49:45 GMT -4
Naos
Good. I'll keep an eye on Owen, I have a feeling for now he's uneasy but alright about us, however I'm not letting my guard down. I told her through the Force
My anti-trust may have gone down severely since Order 66, but deep down...it was still there. Especially in these times and especially now.
As Owen and I went inside, I continued to wonder about Luke, him and his wife, and where those two droids that had the Death Star Plans were....
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 2, 2007 16:15:19 GMT -4
You do that, Blondie, Scout answered, using the nickname she had given him as children.
"Can I help?" Scout asked softly, entering the kitchen where Luke Skywalker and Beru Lars were preparing the food. Holding up her ration packs, she added: "I always keep these on me in case something like this happens."
"Oh, thank you," Beru said. "Times are getting rough down here, you know. Barely a living thing out here in the desert, thanks to them Tuskans." Leaning towards Scout while chopping up vegetables, Beru said, "You seem like a nice girl. Stay inside the marked areas, and the Tuskan Raiders won't bother you. They're cold-blooded, those monsters. They killed my mother-in-law when I was about your age. Her grave's still outside."
"I'm sorry," Scout said, and she really was. Facing Luke, she smiled, noticing he was looking at her. "Find something you like?" she asked, then laughing quietly at his shocked expression. Beru chuckled.
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"Force, Nait, after fourteen years you decide to ask that question?" Jaskia asked, finally glancing at him. Her fiery blue hair, cut just below the chin, a longer strand braided with beads and colored string ending at her shoulder, and the tight-fitting cloths gave her a rebellious appearance. Nait swallowed. "Of course I don't hate you. When you travel with at least three former Council Members, you learn more patience than you can handle, okay?"
"I never said what I meant to say on Kal Skirata's ship long ago," Nait said. "Well, I did, but I don't think you heard me. I'm sorry for hitting you. It was wrong of me to do that."
For the first time, he noticed Jaskia's nose, which he had broken years ago on Apatros. It didn't even look like it had been broken. Apparently she had paid more attention to the Healers than he had. And she looked stunning, suffice to say. He found he had to keep looking at her just so he knew she was still there. It might've been a dream. Her pale skin simply glowed in the bright lights of the ship. She walked in stride with him, but would keep her stride one inch longer than his. Her eyes, ice blue, seemed to X-Ray him and pierce into the deepest depth of his heart of hearts.
"I accept your apology," she said.
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Post by RedEagle on Sept 3, 2007 12:38:56 GMT -4
Luke
Swallowing, he looked back at the rations the strange woman had put beside Aunt Beru. He had been staring, though, and he supposed her deserved it. "Sorry," he muttered, suddenly shy.
But this lady carried herself different than the others. Even though he couldn't see it, some part of his mind registered her as a part of family. It was weird.
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 3, 2007 13:15:15 GMT -4
Scout smiled at him, hiding the torrent of emotions underneath it all. "So you're a Skywalker?" she asked casually, helping Beru chop up the onions. "That's a good name," she said. "Someone I knew had the same last name. One of the best guys I ever knew."
Beru's knife suddenly got slower as she shot a glance at Luke, then Scout. "Oh really?" she asked.
"Yeah," Scout said. She didn't break her gaze. Beru knew something. "His name was An--" She broke off, frowning as if trying to remember, when she was really looking for a reaction. "Anni," she said. "He's dead, though."
"I'm so sorry," Beru said, pale and tight-lipped. "Did he live here on Tatooine? I vaguely recall an Anni."
"First ten years of his life," Scout said. She wore a small smile when saying it. Her eyes told all: I know everything.
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Nait was going crazy. At least, he thought he was. But it was to the best of his knowledge that people who thought they were going crazy really weren't. Jaskia had kept walking, but Nait had stopped dead. As she continued her aimless pace foreword, Nait said, "So why are you still mad at me?"
Jaskia stopped, and her shoulders tensed. "After the first few days," she said, "You gave up on ever finding me again. After Naboo, you gave up on trying to find your sister. I would never have given up. That was pathetic."
"Jask, you have to understand---"
"I understand all too well. We can try and be friends again, Gash." Nait tensed. She had called his by his last name. She really hadn't forgiven him. "But I've learned that it's usually the closest to you who hurt you the most."
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Post by RedEagle on Sept 3, 2007 13:30:09 GMT -4
Luke
He could feel the tension even across from the room. "Uncle Owen!" he shouted. "Dinner's ready!"
The lady, whom introduced herself as Jaden Paine, (though he had a feeling she was lying) helped Aunt Beru pass out the food.
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 3, 2007 20:52:02 GMT -4
Naos
I walked into the kitchen behind Owen, he had constantly been looking over his shoulder to see me watching him. I was suprised he didn't bark some insult or "order" at me. Hadn't said a word.
I could tell he didn't want to speak to me; he knew we knew about Luke. Even barely speaking to us about it.
I sat down at the table, and gave a glance to Scout. So, what are we going to do? I asked her mentally I don't think we can just leave Skywalker behind like this...especially since Imperials are coming. And we've got to find those droids AND Kenobi!
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 3, 2007 20:59:10 GMT -4
Scout mentally snorted. At Naos' indignation, she thought: More pieces of the puzzle. Kenobi didn't WANT to be found, and that's why he's stayed hidden. Now we know why he chose Tattooine. Look, if Luke Skywalker is who we think he is, Kenobi would be watching him. It makes sense. As for the droids... They've been told to find Kenobi. So all we have to do is keep Luke within our sites, or make enough trouble so Kenobi comes running to the rescue. Once he's here, he would probably recognize us, or maybe not. He can help us find the droids, too. Sound like a good plan, or do you have another idea?
Scout noticed that Luke was watching her. Lifting up her head, she smiled lightly at him and continued to eat. He still wouldn't take his eyes off of her, as if she was a long-lost friend or something. The dinner table was silent except for the rare clanking of silverware or the hard chewing against the hard grain these people called food. But Scout ate it anyway, used to worst. Something had brought them to Tattooine, and she wanted to know what the kark that was.
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 3, 2007 21:02:55 GMT -4
Naos
Sounds fine to me, but what are we going to do with Skywalker? We get Kenobi and the droids yeah and go to Aldeeran, but what about Luke? Leave him here? Kenobi wouldn't be watching, and we both know the Imperials are coming. They've never touched Tatooine before, what if they found him?! I thought back
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 4, 2007 20:39:28 GMT -4
Think on the bright side, Scout thought back. Nobody knows he exists except his friends--if he has any--us, and his aunt and uncle. Stop worrying so much. Frack, you're almost as bad when we were kids!
The well-placed jibe could't have been any better in this situation. Getting Naos to loosen up was a knack of hers, one that Nait couldn't seen to proporly reproduce. If he got too tense, all she had to do was rub him back into shape. And right now, he was worrying about too much to really do any help. Scout needed him clear and focused on the task ahead, plus...
She really wanted to finish her food. She was starving.
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Nait could have walked away, then. He could have let her go again, and she would be out of his life forever. He had done that once, why not do that again? As soon as these thoughts flickered through his mind, Jaskia gave him a reproachful stare, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking. "I won't leave you again, Jask," Nait said. He started to walk up to her, though her Force aura was as cold as the stare she was giving him. "Even you know that. Ever since I was a kid, I've loved you. Look at me through the Force and tell me if I'm lying."
Jaskia didn't even bother. She drew in her Force presence so tight around her that Nait was surprised she didn't disappear then. "I loved you, too," she said. Nait swallowed, recognizing the past tense for what it was. "And I missed you. And I think I still love you."
Nait grinned, relieved. Jaskia's Force signeture started to come loose, and Nait sensed something resembling self-restraint, but it was being pushed over by the pure amount of love she felt for him. For him. "So..." he said coyly. "Your quarters or mine?"
He saw Jaskia's eyes narrow and her nose flare just before her hand come out of nowhere and hit his cheek hard enough to make tears blur his vision for a second. Jaskia looked cool and collected as Nait picked himself off the floor. "Never talk to me like that," she said bluntly. "Until we know each other better."
"Yes ma'am."
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