: // eisley

eisley vera. servant

[eisleyvera]

this was fine. she was technically neutral and not sided with either the resistance or the first order, so she hoped that her daily chores and deliveries to other political officials would go unseen as they always have. the last thing she needed were for people to accuse her of working with the resistance even though she was quite close with a certain member. and that relationship, while wonderful and beautiful, did have her staying up late in the evenings - - worrying for luke. he’d already been captured and imprisoned by the first order. eisley was luckily in the same area and caught sight of the event which allowed her to sneak in there and somehow get him out, but who knows when something like that would happen again? 

she had to believe he was okay so she wouldn’t go ill with worry again. everything would be fine... it was only a matter of time before this all blew over. feelings of dread began to inch closer and closer in her mind as she began her walk back to her home when the servant caught a glimpse of a very familiar senator that she’d met back at that one gala. though she wasn’t exactly close with the other, eisley remembered her kindness. it was good to see her face. seeing as they were both seeming to walk in a similar direction, the girl managed to catch up and stroll beside her in the later hours of the evening. she wasn’t all that recognizable, but eisley had a pretty good memory. ❝ should you be out here? ❞ eisely questions, only wanting to be sure the other is safe. 

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[eisleyvera]

&&. LUKE

the guard obviously knows who eisley is, or at least, knows who she works for, who she works under, but there’s still so much tension in the room luke could suffocate from it, feeling the high stakes of this interaction through his bones, the risk eisley is putting on herself, the growing fury of the man standing between luke and freedom. it’s a bogus charge and they all know it, but the question is whether or not eisley’s presence here to get luke released is passable enough to attribute to her master. luke wants to tell her to stop, to go, to get to safety, but he understands that him interjecting with that now would only put her in more danger and give the gamut up. they’re both better off now if he plays along with her farce and the best way for him to do that is to stay as quiet and resilient as he can.

but even when the guardsman finally relents to her demands and opens the cell gate up, he’s unwilling to be gracious about it, grabbing luke’s arm roughly and shoving him out, practically throwing him at the floor as hard as possible. even with as bruised as luke is, he still nearly curls up, lets himself roll with the thrust the way his training has taught him, the proper way of dropping and returning to a position of strength, but he has to force himself not to, catch his own instincts before they betray him. he can’t let anyone here think him anything other than a random civilian, wrongfully accused, so he lets himself fall, crashing to the ground in a painful way, and then playing up that pain, an arm around his stomach, his legs unsteady, stumbling back up to his feet.

it’s a grand performance but he hopes it’s enough.

he reaches out for eisley as he comes back up, pulling an arm around her shoulder, trying to pretend like he needs her to help him stand, instead of also urging her towards the door quickly and keeping her close, in case anyone tries to attack her. if she won’t listen to his pleas about her own safety, at least he can protect her physically. “i’m indebted to you, and the senator, miss vera.” with his face turned away from the guard and any of the other monitoring systems, he winks at her. “please, let’s leave.”

she had never been so assertive and demanding in her life. if she took that tone with her master, god knew what might happen, but here? in this prison? this might be life or death for luke and eisley knew that she needed to do something. after all, she did promise him that night where she was tucked away in his arms beneath the light show among the stars. this was no time to reminisce about their romance... if that’s what it was. friendship, was a better word, though eisley couldn’t help but hold out hope that he would someday catch the tender way she looked into his eyes or those soft touches as she reached for his hand. maybe someday luke would catch on. but if he didn’t, eisley would still be happy to be able to know him at all. 

but now, this guard was testing her. she felt like she had the upper hand and she hoped that her master wouldn’t be dragged into this, but it seemed like she would have her way... what a strange sensation, but she was more than grateful that all of her pent up anger aided her in this little show that she was able to put on. she held her breath as the man begrudgingly walked to the cell and threw luke out to the floor where eisley had instinctively tried to catch him. the girl looked up to the man with a glare - - though her head remained held high. she wanted to fight him... verbally, of course, but she would love to use that baton against the man as well for what he’s done to luke. still, it was best to leave it be and try to leave as soon as possible before anyone caught on to what was really happening. 

eisley took a hold of luke and helped him stand before turning towards the door and leaving without another word to that guard. luke seemed like he was genuinely in pain and she was ready to take him back to his bunk, but he thankfully gave her that little wink and she felt some sense of minuscule comfort in that. she breathed a sigh of relief as the pair finally walked through the exit though she continued walking with him - - arm around his waist and her other hand holding his that was around her shoulder. ❝ are you hurt, luke? anything broken, i mean? i want to take a look at you once we get somewhere safe- ❞ the girl rambled, worried eyes looking up to the blond beside her with a tinge of tenderness behind that gaze too. he was okay... while she wished she could’ve gotten to him sooner, at least he was still here. ❝ we should get you somewhere a bit more private though. ❞

[eisleyvera]

&&. LUKE

luke allows her to sit down first before settling in next to her, making sure they have enough space on the blanket to bring the back end of the fabric up over their shoulders and around them in a comforting way, to break against the breeze that blows past them up here without any buildings or trees to chop it up. he pulls the long end of the blanket around eisley so that it covers her, reaching over her to sufficiently tuck her in close to him, bringing them both bundled up next to each other, sharing body heat so that she doesn’t shiver.

he doesn’t even realize until he’s finished doing it, that perhaps this might be a bit too forward of him, that she might not want to sit this close to him again outside of the need on the speeder, so he blushes as soon as he stops long enough to glance at her, and chuckles. “sorry,” he shrugs a little nervously, turning back to look up at the dancing, kaleidoscope sky, as though he might be apologizing to it instead of her. “we used to do this too, on tatooine, at night, when there were meteor showers.“ but then– he doesn’t really want to talk about that because that had been with another girl who’d broken luke’s heart that he’s not sure he can explain about, in another time when luke had been much younger. “so much has changed since then.”

he hunches his shoulders up to his ears, inhaling deeply, and tries to focus on the lights but all he really wants to do is watch the illumination shine across her features, see how the hues twirl in her eyes. he repeatedly finds himself peeking over at her at the corner of his eyes and then playing it off if she notices him. it’s hard not to smile goofily at her– he wants her to enjoy this so badly. “you’re welcome. i knew it was happening tonight and i wanted you to see it.” at her promise, he nudges her arm playfully, suddenly noticing she smells good. isn’t she a servant? how is that possible? “good, i’ll be counting on you then. i’m bound to get captured sooner or later.” he means for that to come off like a joke but in all honesty, it feels too real in his mouth before falling into the tight space between them.

she’s warm and he wants to touch her, so he balls his fists up in the blanket instead. watch the sky, luke, keep it together.

the gentleness of his actions was something quite foreign to her. eisley hadn’t been this close to a person before, and before luke came along, she was convinced that it would never happen. his hand across her shoulder and the warmth of both his body and the blanket he’d brought sent thrills down her spine. part of her wondered if this was even meant for her. eisley happily moved closer to luke while the two stared up at the illuminated night sky - - although her mind was completely fixated on the way she could feel his steady breathing and faint pulse instead of the meteor show above. luke was far more spectacular anyway. 

❝ don’t be, ❞ eisley replied to his apology, pressing just a bit closer to him as if to tell him that she wanted this. by the way he drew her in, she hoped that he felt the same. eisley glanced over to luke at his tales of tattooine and her mind wandered to what the planet might be like. sand... she knew it was full of sand, but that was nearly it. the two of them came from completely different worlds - - a desert and ice. their upbringings must have been completely different and yet the both of them melted into each other so perfectly. it didn’t take long for her to grow so comfortable with luke in a way she hadn’t known before, and eisley knew that this wasn’t just a fleeting thing that would end in a week or two. in her loneliest nights, the girl found herself wanting him and no one else. not her estranged parents nor her childhood friends, but luke. maybe it wasn’t the best thing to grow so dependent on him, but it felt so good to have another person in her life... even though their relationship hadn’t furthered past a friendship. 

he would have told her if he wanted something more, wouldn’t he? eisley wasn’t too bold and anyone who knew her wouldn’t be surprised at that statement. though she often wondered if his skin felt more like velvet or silk, or what his lips might taste like, eisley was too scared to cross that threshold and potentially ruin their relationship. if they were meant to just be friends, she would learn to be content with that. but kriff, did she love feeling the calm rise and fall of his body with every breath. she loved smelling that scent that was distinctly luke, and she loved hearing his voice when he spoke her name. maybe she was too far gone already. 

she felt his hand ball into a fist and eisley managed to glance up at him just as he was looking down at her before playing it off by looking back at the meteors. that made her smile just faintly to herself and the girl was soon leaning her head on his shoulder as she got a bit more comfortable beneath his arm that was holding that blanket around the both of them. while eisley was likely the last person to get cold, she wouldn’t admit that... ever. she liked having his arms around her far too much to let that go. and soon enough, eisley was wrapping her arms around his waist while she leaned against him. ❝ hoth was barren, but the skies were incredible. there would be these ribbons of color that were always so bright and they would make it hard to go to sleep, but... it was something to see. ❞ eisley lifted her head from his shoulder to look up at him. ❝ and even if you do get captured, i’ll still be there trying to get you out. i promise. but don’t think so terribly, i don’t want you getting in trouble like that. ❞

[eisleyvera]

&&. JAEDAH

jaedah strides through the alleyways of the capital city on coruscant as though he is on a mission, as though he has no time left to him, as though the whole world might collapse in on itself any minute and he must be back to his ship to escape the calamity. he tears through the streets, under glowing lamplights and florescent incandescence, the city nightlife blooming with the coming darkness, a disposition he knows all too well from his travels, the vibrancy of danger leering around every corner, through the windows of every building, in the chests of every stranger. normally, he wouldn’t be so opposed to reveling in this place, to setting up and doing business here, but not tonight– he has other things he must get to tonight.

his temper flares a moment when he hears the sound of his own name spoken aloud, turning around himself to follow the noise to its source, frowning, sure that anyone who would know him here, in a place like this, would only want trouble from him. but when he looks, he’s only met with the features of a young girl, dark hair, dark eyes, slim, guileless, her expression surprised, even though she was the one to catch him off guard. “you know me?” he keeps his voice low, tilting his head downwards to sharpen the steel in his gaze, his irises noting every shift and change in her face, the markers that create the angles and slopes of her. he tries to think about where he might have met her before, what sort of horrific circumstances probably went along with it, and comes up empty.

so he didn’t remember her? it made sense, it hd been such a long time ago. anyone who led a somewhat normal life would’ve forgotten such an interaction, but eisley held those nice interactions close to her heart. he was only in hoth for a short while, but eisley did love his company regardless of what her parents spoke about his ship and crew. dark eyes shifted away from jaedah’s steel gaze in intimidation and instead focused on the chipped sidewalk for a moment while he looked at her. he seemed... upset? defensive perhaps since you never knew where a person’s intentions laid. eisley even wondered if she should have approached, but it was too late to turn away from him now. the girl looked back up at the other - - brows slightly knit while her eyes recognized the similar features that she’d seen so long ago. those mechanical eyes, ink black curls... it was definitely him. 

maybe she was simply forgettable. while she wanted to see if he could come up with her name on his own, part of her knew that he probably couldn’t. and she also had to tell herself to not be so hopeful in future scenarios. ❝ i met you years ago... in hoth? you fell through the ice- ❞ voice trailed off as her mind told her how useless this attempt was. she should just cut her losses and go home before she got in trouble. ❝ never mind, i’m sorry for bothering you, sir, ❞ eisley spoke - - voice a bit less hopeful than before with her apology. it had been a long time, after all. and given his work, he likely came across hundreds and hundreds of faces. 

[eisleyvera]

the city felt like it was close to the edge, and yet eisley was forced to keep on with business as usual. her frequent runs to the capitol to bring documents back and forth from the mansion to the offices were starting to get a bit daunting - - especially when her master worked late and made her go on those runs at night. it was strange - - that relationship. it felt like she was walking on glass now more than ever given the newest events in her life that she had to keep hidden, but nothing detrimental had happened yet. 

skies were darkened though the illuminated skyline ignited the streets with a downpour of light. eisley walked with a quickened pace - - her head down for the most part as she hurried back from the offices where she’d brought arm fulls of documents and holovids. being out alone at this time was always a disconcerting task, and all she wanted was to run back to her bedroom and lock the door. warm brown gaze glanced up at the person coming towards her, and that’s when her brows furrowed in a sort of distant familiarity. the girl couldn’t put a finger on it, but there was something about him... and when she saw those steel hued, glowing eyes, that’s when she made the connection. eyes widened and she couldn’t help but go to him - - not knowing if that was a good idea or not, but eisley couldn’t control the rush of blood and the pounding in her chest at her old friend. ❝ jaedah? ❞ she questioned quietly once she was within an ear shot. 

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[eisleyvera]

&&. LUKE

the expressions on her face shift and change as she begins to really get a good look at him, and he does his best to try and moderate that, to not worry her, to show that he’s not grossly injured by this experience. “they hit me but– i promise, it’s nothing. i’m serious, there’s really no cause for alarm, i think this is all just a mix-up. it’ll get sorted out eventually, i just have to wait for my friends to hear about it.” he uses the word “friends” very carefully, unsure of how much she knows about the resistance, but certain she’s at least aware of his own personal involvement with it, even if it’s only a vague understanding.

she brushes her fingers against him and he can tell she’s trying to be discreet, but he can’t help himself, he reaches out to snatch more of her touch, praying she feels his heat instead of his shakiness. he’s still trying to stave off his own panic about the situation, he doesn’t want to alarm her any further. “i’m sorry you had to see that,” and he’s sincere about that, wishing she hadn’t been there, hadn’t witnessed him getting roughed up, acutely aware of the bruise darkening on his stomach that she’s admitting to seeing happen. “please, don’t feel responsible, eisley.” he reaches up to tug gently on a stray strand of hair. “it’s not your job to protect me.”

but of course, she’s too lost in her own head and as soon as the guard enters into their space, he knows she’s going to exert herself too far and get herself hurt needlessly. he wants to reach out and stop her, but the voice and effort she puts forth towards the other, much larger man startles even him enough to pause.

the other man sneers at her openly. “you must be confused, miss.” he growls at her. “this is a suspected riot leader with ties to the rebels and the syndicate. he’s been seen multiple times inciting violence in sector 17.”

“i’ve never even been to sector 17,” luke tries to tell him, but the guard bangs a steel baton against the cage bars, sparks of electricity jutting out. luke doesn’t startle or step back though, even as the other male snarls openly at him, he just continues steadily, “you have the wrong person.”

eisley had to keep herself from completely showing how concerned and angry she was about his wounds. she couldn’t let others see how hurt she was to see him in pain because these people couldn’t catch on to the fact that she was just some girl trying to get her-... her whoever out from behind those bars. but luke grabbed her hand and held on to it - - eisley sighing at the transferred warmth although she recognized the small bouts of trembling too. what if his friends didn’t come though? eisley didn’t think that she could live without knowing. and she was already there, so she was sure as hell going to try to help him. 

by the way he took her hand, eisley knew that he was worried about what could happen to him too. it sealed the deal. she would do this. she had to. her thumb stroked his skin, taking a small breath in attempt to level the combination of hatred at the people who did this to him and nervousness about just how she should approach. the anxiety she had about facing them melted slowly the more she looked at luke though... his bruised face, his shaking hands... it was personal. 

❝ i know it isn’t, but it’s my job to care for you. i do care for you- ❞ she emphasized, nearly turning her head just slightly to the side so she could kiss his hand that was playing with her hair. but that booming voice and heavy footsteps were close by. 

she looked up at the man, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed in a slight glare though she kept her head held high to mimic a look of importance. this was an instance where he favorability with her master worked in her favor, because the golden choker around her neck would back up her feigned notability. ❝ i am not confused, sir. shall i have a talk with your higher up about your refusal to my order?  ❞ eisley nearly winced at the crash of that baton on the bars, but she kept up the act - - not even more angered with the man. ❝ he is not a riot leader not a rebel, unless you’re calling me a liar. and if you are, then i can assure you that i’ll have you on the streets by tomorrow night. ❞ eisley took a step forward - - eyes bearing into the man’s which was only powered by her pure abhorrence for him and what he’d done to luke. ❝ you have the wrong person, ❞ the girl repeated. she had never felt like this before. the surge of power and anger and worry all came together to make her want to ruin this man. the two seemed to have a stare down. the man was clearly annoyed at eisley for challenging him in the first place, but she wouldn’t let down her bluff. she wanted to intimidate him. to make him suffer as much as she could though this was a feeling that was almost completely new to her. and after a few more moments, she straightened her posture a bit more. ❝ fine, ii shall call the senator- ❞ ❝ no - ❞ the guard responded, voice gruff and low just before he hesitantly went to unlock the cell. 

[eisleyvera]

&&. LUKE

he feels her squeeze his torso and tries to remind himself that they’re flying through the air at top speeds and she’s probably just a little scared, she’s probably not exactly used to this, having never ridden in one of these before. he shouldn’t read too much into her touches or her body heat or how he presses her head against his shoulder as though she needs the comfort almost as much as he does. he tries not to think about how badly he wants to hold her back, how badly he wants to reach for her, brush his fingers through her hair, drown himself in her scent, tell her exactly how much he thinks of her on a daily basis. he tries not to think about what she’d say in response to that, how she’d tell him they’re impossible together, they could never work; she’s a servant with a very tight leash and he’s soldier in a war that absorbs all his time.

he’d never be allowed to have her and even if he was, he’d never be able to keep her. how could he expect her to throw her whole life away for some boy she’s only known a few weeks?

she asks him where they’re heading and he nods before realizing she probably can’t see that, so he says, “yes, that’s where we’re going.” he steers the speeder around a few ridges, the lights dancing and streaming obliviously ahead of them, until he maneuvers them towards a particular hilltop, clear of any trees, with a spectacular view of the aurora over them. he pulls the speeder to a slow stop and tugs off his helmet, which really brings the vision of the sky into perfect clarity. the lights from the bulk of the city are well enough behind them to avoid too much light pollution, the stars glittering and twinkling brightly.

he steps down from the machine and helps eisley come off as well, pausing only a moment before reaching into the tucked trunk in the back of the speeder to pull out a blanket. “i wished i’d thought to bring some snacks or something, but i was in a bit of a hurry.” he grins at her and unwraps the large cloth, spreading it out across the grass for both of them to sit on.

she had never been good with admitting her feelings... or maybe she was, but she was too scared and intimidated by her position to try. getting entangled with a love story was something that could only end badly with the way her life was going and who she worked for. if that man saw even a hint of some dreamy look in her eyes, he’d catch on. cruel as her master might’ve been, he wasn’t an idiot. so while eisley didn’t know if she could ever tell luke how much she felt for him, she was able to hold him close to herself and simply pretend - - if only for this short time. but how nice would it be if she could tell him. if she could hold his hand without worrying about someone seeing, or fell his lips on her skin while they stayed close together and not worry about some impossible scenario where her master found out. holding him tight, even if it was only to stay on that speeder was heaven though. the familiar, warm scent of him filled her senses and eisley just buried her head just in the crook of his neck. luke had begged her to run away with him, but perhaps he was just offering as her friend. maybe he was just offering out of the goodness of his own heart - - to remove her from a terrible situation. 

but then again, things didn’t feel like this with just anyone. eisley would lay awake in the middle of the night while thoughts of his proposal clouded her mind. she couldn’t leave for both of their safety... but even if she remained a servant, eisley could still be involved with someone... it would need to be taken with caution, but it was possible. eisley stopped herself from overthinking. maybe luke didn’t even want her in that way. nevertheless, if he asked, she’d be his. 

eisley missed the sensation of his body pressed against hers when he parked and got off the speeder. the lack of his warmth and the sudden rush of cool air was noticeable as eisley took his hand and stepped down as well. after she’d taken off her helmet as well, she followed him over the the patch of ground where he laid the blanket. ❝ that’s alright, i’m more than happy, ❞ eisley explained, smiling up at him before taking a seat on that blanket and waiting for him to take the spot beside her. the cold night air almost reminded her of hoth for a moment, though it wasn’t nearly as biting. and the second luke sat beside her, she could feel his warmth once more. 

she moved closer to him - - shoulders side by side and her thigh just grazing against his. while her caramel eyes took in the brilliant sparkling of the clusters of stars above. yes, they still had no chance in holding a candle to luke’s eyes, but they were breathtaking. ❝ thank you for taking me here, ❞ the girl spoke quietly after a minute of drinking in the view. it felt as if her soul was parched and subsequently quenched by this night alone. finally looking over at luke with a softer smile, she gently nudged his shoulder with her own. ❝ i’ll break you out next time. ❞

[eisleyvera]

“Sleep over? Please?”

that afternoon felt like a dream. she managed to get out of the house earlier than usual and was able to spend the entire afternoon with luke - - wandering the city and going to their favorite spots and viewpoints together while never running out of things to talk about. everything was so easy with him in ways that eisley had never expected or thought was possible. her usual interactions were so... mundane. but luke was spectacular. after going to watch the array of northern lights waving through the night sky, she followed him back to his place and continued their conversation in bed together - - eisley laying on her side to look into those eyes of his. they reminded her of hoth... not hostile or barren, but warm in a way because that was her home. regardless, eisley had clearly lost track of time but she didn’t worry too badly about it because she was enjoying her night with him more than anything. besides, her master had been rather absent as of late. no one would notice she was gone. the girl pressed closer - - lithe fingers drifting over to hold his hand as she mulled over the consequences of sleeping over... because she did want to. fingers smoothed over the back of his hand as she thought it through, her eyes flickering down to notice the difference in the sizes of their palms. but what the hell, she wanted this. so with a small nod, she leaned in closer and comfortably rested her head just between his jaw and shoulder. ❝ i’d love to... i’ve got to wake up early though, alright? ❞

[eisleyvera]

“i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.”

she moaned - - squeezing her eyes shut and just curling into luke’s side with her face hidden on his lap as she stayed in his bed. she had felt a raging cold come on just the night before that had worsened overnight, but she still had to power through her chores that same morning. it wasn’t until she got to luke that she was able to actually lay down. but still, the thought of eating even make her sick no matter how sweet luke’s gesture was. ❝ i just need to lay down for a bit longer if that’s okay...❞ eisley mumbled, finally blinking her eyes open to look up at him. cheeks were pink amidst a flushed face - - her forehead burning up even though his room was cold. ❝ i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have come over. i don’t want you getting sick too... ❞ 

[eisleyvera]

"Are you flirting with me?”

eisley looked up at him - -  a small, knowing gleam in her eye as she gave a hint of a grin. of course she was flirting with him, the two were well past that initial stage of nervousness and careful touches. ❝ i mean... i don’t really ask just anyone what the view looks like from their bedroom window, you know- ❞ a sure way to get him to invite her to his. she was still confident in that, but eisley did love this playful banter they had going on as well. ❝ well? are you going to show me? ❞

[eisleyvera]

“I want to know what makes you happy.”

❝ you make me happy- ❞ it was the obvious answer, but eisley couldn’t help it. it was the truth. he was the best thing that had happened to her, and she was more positive of that than anything else. her bright star in the midst of all this darkness. she leaned against his shoulder while the both of them sat on that bench where they’d met many times before. ❝ really, i’m-... still taken by all of this still. sometimes i wonder if you’re real. ❞ she had to shut herself up - - eisley knew she was saying too much. the last thing she needed was to scare him off. 

[eisleyvera]

👌

eisley // luke headcanon: eisley always used to look up at the stars and viivid colors in the night sky with amazement and awe. they were a spectacle to behold - - the way they twinkled and shone against the pitch black backdrop. but when she really began to fall for luke, eisley began to view those same stars with less astonishment because luke’s eyes were more brilliant than the most beautiful galaxies and star clusters. they were hypnotizing - - those light cerulean hues that luke looked at her with. eisley got lost in them more than she liked to admit. while she loved going star gazing with him in the middle of the night, eisley was far more in love with those icy blues of his. so later on in their relationship when he’d ask if she wanted to go look at the night sky, eisley would say incredibly sappy remarks similar to: ❝ why would i need to see the stars when you’re far more gorgeous.❞

[eisleyvera]

&&. BODHI

“Really? Thank you!” Bodhi couldn’t help but grin as the woman spoke. He had no idea if he would be returning to his time but, until then, he had to have some way to earn credits. He could probably find another job elsewhere but, ideally, he’d love to fly again. Even if it was just cargo runs. 

Bodhi nodded solemnly, understanding the unspoken words. His mother had hated being a servant and told Bodhi many times how much she disliked it, how she wanted him to have a better life. He briefly wondered if she would think that he was doing well or if she would be ashamed of what he’d done. It was too late to ask though. “Oh. I’m Bodhi, Bodhi Rook. And you are?” 

his smile was nice. kind - - like he seemed. most people in the city didn’t really have the same enthusiasm while speaking with her since most didn’t have the time. but eisley was looking for company, and he was the kindest person she’s spoken with in a while. ❝ eisley vera, it’s nice to meet you, bodhi. ❞ bodhi rook... it was a strangely familiar name that she couldn’t put her finger on. nevertheless, she was happy to have a new friend... who still seemed a bit lost. 

❝ have you been here before? i know the streets can be a bit daunting, but it’s easy to navigate once you get the hang of it all, ❞ eisley explained with a small smile. ❝ do you fly often? i know that people haven’t been able to very much, but... ❞

[eisleyvera]

“Please don’t cry.” (merrin)

she sniffled, reaching up to dry her eyes and giving the other a small shake of the head while doing so. ❝ i’m sorry... ❞ it must’ve been uncomfortable for her to be there while eisley was like this. ❝ everything had just been so overwhelming i guess... maybe we should go on a walk? talk about something else? ❞ distractions were always good. ❝ don’t know what came over me. ❞

[eisleyvera]

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[eisleyvera]

&&. LUKE

he keeps reminding himself that he’s only been in here a few hours, and that there’s no way anyone else from the resistance could have known about his arrest since then, that he’s done this on purpose to get more information and that panicking about it will get him nothing in the end. he just has to remain calm, he just has to keep his wits about him and not let anyone suspect he’s losing his nerve, locked up inside this cell. these people are not darth vader, they’re not the first order, they’re not equipped enough to hold a jedi imprisoned; he just has to hold out for a little longer, hoping they’ll let something slip.

he paces the small room, caged by bars on all sides, biding his time and focusing on his breathing, hoping an opening will arrive sometime soon so he can get out of here. he’s not expecting visitors and he’s definitely not expecting the face of the girl who comes inside, worry everywhere in her eyes. “eisley,” he whispers, rushing up to the bars with her, coming up perhaps a bit too close, his hands on adjacent bars to hers, near enough to feel her body heat, but not touching. “what are you doing here? it’s dangerous, you shouldn’t be here.”

suddenly, he’s self conscious about the bruise he knows is coloring the side of his mouth, one of the guards having hit him the first time he’d asked a question upon arrival. they’re really quite jumpy here. “i’m okay, i promise.” he keeps his voice low, glancing behind her to make sure she’s not accompanied by her worse half. “how did you know i got arrested?”

the cell block was freezing, but she felt like she was burning from the stress of everything. it was dangerous. there was a chance that eisley could get the both of them in more trouble that they’d ever faced before, but it was worth a try to get luke out. if she didn’t, who knew what would happen to him? there were instanced where people would disappear after arrests... eisley wouldn’t let that happen to him. he ran to her and she breathed a sigh of relief until - ... was that a bruise just near his mouth? had they-? what was such a relieved expression melted into concern. anger. ❝ they’re hurting you- ❞ the servant muttered - - brows furrowed and voice a bit lower. her fingers brushed against his as secretively as she could to feel his warmth, but she was seeing red at luke’s fresh injury. 

kriff, she’d never felt like this before. her pulse quickened and her temperature raised. ❝ i’m- ... i saw you earlier today when they took you, but i was with him and i couldn’t do anything... ❞ she sighed shakily, already blaming herself for this. ❝ i’m sorry, luke. maybe if i’d come sooner- ❞ eisley spoke softly - - apologetically and wondering if she could have prevented this if she’d arrived hours earlier. ❝ you’re not okay. ❞

she pulled her hand away from his quickly as she heard a door slide open - - eisley turning her back to luke to look up at the guard approaching her with the most disgruntled expression on his face. those red knuckles were enough to tell her that he must’ve been the one torturing luke. ❝ you, ❞ she spoke, voice solid and more commandeering that even she expected of herself. ❝ are you responsible for this? ❞ she asked, referencing luke’s bruised face. ❝ he is the guest of one of the highest senators of coruscant, so for your sake, i would apologize during his immediate release. ❞

[eisleyvera]

&&. LUKE

with such a simple question, luke realizes just how very little she knows about him and how much he desperately wants her to know, and how much he wants to know her more as well. they’ve been friends for a while now, ever since he’d come through time to be here, but he’s never found the right footing on which to explain some of the things he does, how he can be honest with her, while knowing the master she still serves (and refuses to leave). so for now, he gives her what he can. “i’ve been flying speeders and planes since i was a kid,” he grins, revving up the engines and lifting the machine into the air. “just hold on to something.”

he turns the ship and they take off, luke being careful to maintain a steady pace for her nerves, guiding the hovercraft into the sky first at an angle and then zipping them down through the rotorways, picking up speed between the other vehicles and passing them. all around them, through the windows, mega-towers span out, lit up from the inside, dazzling skyscrapers that mirror the stars above, and luke navigates around them all as though he’s grown up here on coruscant, aware and familiar with every twist and turn, alleys and corners and free-falling highways. he flies them northwards, beyond hanging gardens and midnight light-shows, neighborhoods sprawling out in every direction, the never-ending sea of technology and infrastructure.

as they fly further away from the brightness of the inner city, heading out into darker areas at faster and faster speeds, he begins telling her a story. “when i was about eleven years old, i got into a huge fight with my uncle and ran away from home. it wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last time, but our house was out in the wilds of tattooine, and i was still pretty young, so i got lost and hungry and scared. that planet was a barren wasteland of nothingness, and i hated living there, but it did have one saving grace going for it, just one thing that i didn’t mind looking at, one thing that gave me hope and helped me find my way back home after hours of wandering around in the dark.” off in the distance he begins to see it, lights shimmering, flickering, lines of green and purple and white dancing softly across the stars. “the sky. can you see that up ahead?”

run away with me. the words played in her mind over and over again. luke’s voice seemed to be on repeat in her dreams as well, and she knew that there was nothing more she wanted than to agree to his offer. if she just agreed, luke could take her away from that mansion and hide her away... they could talk each day and fall asleep side by side each night. eisley could wake up to those eyes that put the galaxy to shame each morning too that were just beneath his mess of blond hair. and maybe she would finally be able to experience life. but she couldn’t do that to him. regardless of how badly she wanted to leave this life behind along with the hurt that servitude came with, eisley didn’t think that luke knew what the consequences could be. her master was a powerful man with a twisted interest in the girl. at the first sign of eisley being gone, he would likely send the authorities to hunt her down. luke didn’t deserve the added danger of taking her in... no matter how much she wanted to stay with him. 

eisley leaned forward, arms wrapping around his waist from behind and holding on to him tightly just before he sped away. their proximity was... nice. they had known each other for a while though, and that had come with hugs and kisses to the hand, so this wasn’t completely new. they were close though and luke was so warm and comforting as he had always been. his familiar scent washed away any minuscule worry about her master finding an empty bedroom and she chose to clear her mind of everything but luke. it was such a nice mindset to live in too. dark brown eyes cast upward to the twinkling lights and illuminated streets, but all she could think about was how she hoped luke couldn’t feel how fast her heart was beating. maybe she could blame it on the speeder, but she knew that luke was the only person that could make her heart race as such. resting her chin on his shoulder, eisley admired the illuminated skyline while he drove.

he began speaking to her and she melted into the sound of his voice. arms tightened around him a bit as luke continued on. while she knew some aspects of his life, eisley certainly didn’t know everything. in fact, he was still kind of a mystery to her... he was from tatooine; she knew that. and he was allergic to naboo fruits. along with some other facts including him being in the resistance, that was it. eisley moved her head down a bit so her lips were resting just on the back of his shoulder - - nearly tempted to leave a kiss but too invested in his story. it had occurred a while ago and yet eisley still couldn’t stand the thought of luke being lost and scared. maybe just friends didn’t feel so protective over the other, but that was a line she wouldn’t cross for both their sakes ( but eisley never had the strongest will power ). eyes moved to where he was pointing and she nodded at his question. ❝ is that where we’re going? ❞ to the stars? what a nice thought it was... to escape to a place far away with luke right beside her.