#jedais

[craveschallenges]

@jedais : “ outnumbered isn’t necessarily overmatched. ”

“ and do you know that for a fact ? “ she countered, rounding on him - moving so they stood face to face, brow arching, “ it may not be a definite, but it is more than a little foolish of you. three of them for each of us may not sound like a lot, but underestimating a threat will not do you or i any good, understand ?”

the vong were tricky , and more to the point, they couldn’t feel them coming. nobody knew the full weight of their immunity to the force, and that meant anakin — for all the good it did him, and all he’d learned about not relying so heavily on it, could get killed so much more easily .

“when the opponent is bigger than you, you have to fight smarter . and unless you’re fairly certain you can handle the odds and are, stronger, back down. what do we know about them? not what you think you know. “ and there she went, slipping back into the place of teacher, even though she really hadn’t meant to lecture him. whatever she could do to help him, she tried to. “ what will give you an advantage if we can’t sneak around them?”

[sahbe]

       “ i don’t care for dancing. ”       @jedais​

       The words pull the handmaiden from her restless boredom,    gaze beneath hooded attire is turned towards him.     She didn’t really have much of an opinion on the action either way,    a low and quiet hum leaving her chest in response.     The queen didn’t dance,   therefore neither did her handmaidens,   always hovering by with the guards during the party and celebration of others.     Smiling to the occasional person who met her with eye contact.

       “    It’s not so bad.    I don’t get to do it much.    ”    she finally responds,   hands remaining in front and buried beneath long sleeves.     Grey hood complimenting that of the queen’s elegant dress.      “     Do you know how to dance ?    ”

[astraldestiny]

✗ @jedais​ → closed starter ! 

  Something wasn’t right. She could feel the change instantly and the moment she looked out the window she could SEE it too. Coruscant didn’t look like this the last time she had been here. The shining pyramids on top of the Jedi temple were gone, she couldn’t see the fellowship plaza from here anymore. What was going on? How could entire parts of the planet’s architecture suddenly vanish like this? After shaking off the initial confusion she attempted to contact her aunt just to be met with nothing but static through her comm. Had something happened to Jaina? Was she alright? Had it not been for her training she might have started to panic at this point — instead she took a step back, forced herself to take slow, deep breaths and analyse the situation at hand. Clearly, something had CHANGED about where she was although she couldn’t pin down what exactly. Her priority would be trying to find her family, see if they had any explanation for this. Her best bet would be returning to the temple, attempt to track down master Skywalker. 

    She had barely reached the grand staircase leading into the temple, stairs she was pretty sure should not EXIST like this anymore ( hadn’t the Vong destroyed this part of the temple and then rebuild it differently? Or was she confusing her history now? ), before suddenly feeling a familiar presence. Instead of feeling relief however she suddenly felt dread rising in her. Father — ! The pure shock of feeling his presence again almost made her tremble. No, he is dead, he can’t be here. Upon further inspection she realised it wasn’t him. But it felt so much LIKE him ... 

   She looked around, trying to find the source of this sudden connection when her eyes fell upon a young man near the temple’s entrance. The strange feeling came from him. “ Excuse me, I think I’ve gotten lost would you be so kind to — ” She didn’t finish her sentence, heart stopping as the stranger turned around and she saw his FACE properly. She knew this man, this boy. She had seen holos of him on her grandmother’s desk, on the wall of their apartment. Standing in front of her was her uncle, Anakin, a man she had heard countless stories about, a man whose kindness she had always admired. But if he was here, ALIVE, young, what did that say about the mess she had gotten herself into? Could it be a trick? Had the Sith found her or was the force trying to tell her something?

[weapn]

       She thrashes about,    sleep becoming that of a  restless  one.    What normally would be a ritual of succumbing into sheer darkness to awake to morning,    it’s become much more difficult for the younger to sleep lately.    Frame rises,   propping herself up with palms.     Perhaps it was the lingering fear in the back of her mind for reoccurring nightmares,   or the genuine discomfort of being so relaxed with a lowered guard.

       A state she wasn’t used to being in.   Muscles were always tense,   she never knew genuine relaxation or rest.    Always in such a state of unrest,   she pushes herself to stand,   being careful to make sure bare feet were silent against the ground.     She sits herself onto the ground,   among the open night sky,   knees pulled firmly to her chest.    If she couldn’t sleep,   she might as well keep watch.     @jedais​

[imtoolazyblogs]

“...and every night finds its home.”                       

[craveschallenges]

@jedais : “ if i wanted to tell you, i would, wouldn’t i? ”

“ and you just did , “ she pointed out, “ didn’t you ? if you wanted to get away with it, don’t mention there’s something to get away with . you’re decent with that sort of thing, anakin. but making that sort of mistake is foolish, “ and now, whatever reckless sort of heroics he was planning, whatever machine he was messing with or creating, he’d have to answer at least a few questions about it . “ now what are you doing up this late ? “ she could hazard a guess, it was late enough that mara could only imagine what was keeping him up. and it was only a guess because she couldn’t pinpoint just what it was that was giving him nightmares . letting out a yawn, she moved to sit beside him, peaking at what had kept his attention. “ you sleep worse then ben sometimes, you know ? “ lighthearted words, growing more serious as she says, “ it’s okay. not to be past it . “

[craveschallenges]

@jedais : “ can you stay? just for a little bit? ”

“ is there something wrong ? “ uncommonly soft, she hesitates on the threshold. anakin wasn’t the type to ask for help like that, or much at all. eyes narrowing slightly, she moved to sit across from him before saying decisively, “ it can wait, “ especially if he was struggling with the fallout of it all. “ you can talk, or we can sit here. “ but, if they were going to fix whatever was causing him to be so conflicted, he needed to give her something . “ but i can feel how upset you are even without the force.”

[craveschallenges]

the boy who’d landed close to the point of being dead, looked past that point as she hauled him aboard her ship. she’d taken the weapon at his hip when she’d laid him in the medbay of the jade’s fire, surprised to find a lightsaber — luke’s new jedi temple would be out of the way, she thought grudgingly, but taking the boy back to his master would certainly save time. yet the blade had been purple, and that in and of itself was odd to see. if the boy had been injured, luke likely either didn’t know, or hadn’t known yet. mara’s brows rose as he woke, studying him with the critical assessment of a potential threat.

just a child, she decided. a jedi child, but a child nonetheless. “ i took it, “ she says finally, “ consider it a precaution. i don’t normally do business with jedi.” she’d give it back — provided he proved himself trustworthy , or they reached ossus. but still… as of now she felt better knowing she had it. knowing that a weapon like that wasn’t being jammed into her back when she wasn’t looking. “ but i can take you back.” not really an offer, more of an objective fact . she didn’t want a teenage boy as her co-pilot, and hadn’t expected a copilot to begin with. @jedais