#shattrpoint

[starsspin]

   the negotiator  .  the princess  .  the senator  .  the knight

[iinmortales-archive]

           she wasn’t immune to the fear, the intimidation of that figure, as he walked into the cell, but she could pretend she was. she could tip her chin up, look directly into the lenses of that helmet, she could banish thoughts of the rebellion from her mind. he would not have them. ‘ i am a member of the imperial senate and a representative of the royal house of alderaan. ‘ the senate was a joke, the elder houses no longer held their ancient power, but news of the empire detaining a senator and princess while on a diplomatic mission would only give the rebellion more fuel. make her a martyr. ‘ i demand to know the charges upon which i am being held. unless you mean to tell me the empire has resorted to fabricating evidence of treason? ‘ 

@shattrpoint​

[hopefulsun]

@shattrpoint​   :   “Let   me   fix   that   for   you.”

“I   found   all   the   pieces…   I   don’t   know   why   it   won’t   go   back   together.”   It   felt   important   to   let   his   father   know   that   he’d   tried   to   fix   it,   even   if   it   also   meant   admitting   to   his   failure.   Luke   was   certain   that   he’d   picked   up   all   the   broken   bits   while   Leia   handled   the   other   kids,   and   Luke   was   good   at   fixing   things   -   or   at   least   he’d   thought   he   was.

Sighing,   Luke’s   expression   was   unhappy   as   he   carefully   moved   the   pieces   of   the   toy   towards   his   father,   hoping   that   he   knew   Luke   hadn’t   been   careless,   hadn’t   let   it   get   broken   on   purpose.   “Did   Leia   tell   you   what   happened?”   It   hadn’t   been   his   fault,   he   wasn’t   the   one   that   picked   the   fight,   and   now   his   gift   from   Uncle   Obi-Wan   was   broken   and   he   couldn’t   fix   it,   it   just   wasn’t   fair.

[burndlight]

obi-wan, going over safety protocol w anakin: and if I'm shot, what do you do?

anakin, already in tears w his lightsaber out: avenge you,

obi-wan: no-

[iinmortales-archive]

         she knew that, if she had walked down the halls, she would not have found luke or han, that there would be no fellow rebels in the bridge monitoring their journey to hoth, that amilyn holdo would not answer if leia had tried to hail her. it was that old feeling, that sense she’d had since she was a child. what she did not feel, though, was the presence of the stormtroopers. she rounded a corner and there he was. the armor was different, but she recognized the badge of 501st. vader’s fist. a cold chill had run down her spine, but didn’t stop her from reaching for his blaster. she almost had it level with his chest before his companion had grabbed her. now she was thrown into a cell, but she heard them say their commander’s name. general skywalker. skywalker. luke? no, the man who walked in certainly wasn’t luke, but-- ‘ i know your son. ‘ 

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[pyreshe]

[hopefulsun]

@shattrpoint :  ❛  i  just  wanted  to  make  sure  you’re  okay.  ❜

he  could  still  hear  aunt  beru  screaming  at  him  to  run,  the  sound  of  blaster  fire  in  the  background  and  the  flash  of  a  red  blade.  luke  didn’t  know  what  happened  to  aunt  beru  and  uncle  owen,  but  he  knew  that  he  promised  them  he  would  be  brave  and  luke  kept  his  promises,  no  matter  how  difficult  it  was.  space  was  cold  and  people  had  taken  him  from  his  home,  but  luke  kept  his  eyes  on  the  black  mask  before  him,  determined  that  he  wouldn’t  look  like  he  was  afraid.

“i’m  fine.”  he  might  have  scraped  his  leg  trying  to  run,  but  this  man  (or  droid?)  didn’t  need  to  know  that.  he  was  fine.  (were  aunt  beru  and  uncle  owen  okay?  he’d  heard  screams)  “what  am  i  doing  here?”  when  did  he  get  to  go  home?  that’s  all  he  wanted,  but  luke  didn’t  think  it  would  be  that  easy,  just  like  he  didn’t  trust  that  the  hulking  black  armor  in  front  of  him  really  just  wanted  to  check  on  him.  “i’m  okay,  so  you  can  let  me  go.”

[bndruidharchive2]

@shattrpoint​ :   “ no,  i don’t wanna have to talk to anyone else right now.  i just want you. ”

he cuts a lonely figure; deserted landing pad, coruscant skyline.   ❝i’m here,❞   she says,   ❝nobody else, just me.❞   and that’s true. she’d given no indication she’d had any knowledge of his whereabouts, a mute shake of her head when asked, do you know where skywalker is? but in the fading daylight she’d had ideas enough where to look. agitation seems to roll off him in waves, the air almost humming with it. and when she goes to him she hopes her presence can bring him some comfort. but she has to ask, a light hand on his shoulder and soft voice almost swallowed on a breeze,   ❝anakin, what’s going on?❞