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I've made a huge mistake.
So, I made a mistake tonight. I flipped through New Jedi Order: Star By Star. fdajkjsfjsdkfj this makes me want to do the Jedi Strike Team costume again. I forgot how awesome this all was... you know... WHEN EVERYONE WAS ALIVE AND GOOD AND COOL.
Duman Yaght's hand tightened, holding her up. He guided her past the voxyn to the wall where her brothers sat affixed to the floor. "Choose."
"What?" Jaina felt the shock of his demand not only in the hollowness of her own stomach, but in the stunned outrage coming to her through the Force. "Choose what?"
"You are the one in control, Jaina Solo. Who will be next?" He kicked first Anakin in the kidneys, then Jacen. "Your brother, or your twin?"
"They're both my brothers." In Jaina's shock, it registered only vaguely that Duman Yaght now realized her relationship to Jacen. "And I choose neither. I choose me."
Duman Yaght shook his head. "That is not your choice. You must choose Anakin or Jacen." Again, he kicked them, drawing involuntary groans from both. "Choose one or I will be forced to return Ulaha to the breaking. The warmaster knows of her wound, so no one will think anything of it should she happen to die. You are the master now, Jaina Solo."
Jaina felt a surge of anger and would have whirled on Duman Yaght to attack, had a flash of alarm from her brothers not brought her up short. Each wanted to be the one chosen -- she would have felt that much from her brothers even without the group's emotional bond -- and her tie to Jacen went farther yet. She could sense that for him it was more than a matter of being noble, that he had good reason to believe himself the best choice. Jaina suspected those reasons included the fact that Anakin would need a clear head when the time came to escape -- it had to be soon, she hoped -- but she could not be certain; even the bond between the twins was not strong enough to share complete thoughts.
"Your choice?" Duman Yaght demanded.
"You can't ask that," Jaina said. She told herself that as facilitator of the battle meld, Jacen was just as important as Anakin, but the truth was that she could not bring herself to harm either one. Though Anakin was a war hero and leader to everyone else, he would always be a little brother to her -- someone to look after, protect, keep out of trouble. And Jacen had always been her best friend, the person who understood her when she did not understand herself, the presence that enveloped her like a second skin. How could she send either of them? She looked away from Duman Yaght. "I can't choose."
HEY REMEMBER WHEN THE SOLO KIDS WERE ALL AWESOME AND ALL ALIVE?????? I DO.
(no seriously costume urge rising D:)
Duman Yaght's hand tightened, holding her up. He guided her past the voxyn to the wall where her brothers sat affixed to the floor. "Choose."
"What?" Jaina felt the shock of his demand not only in the hollowness of her own stomach, but in the stunned outrage coming to her through the Force. "Choose what?"
"You are the one in control, Jaina Solo. Who will be next?" He kicked first Anakin in the kidneys, then Jacen. "Your brother, or your twin?"
"They're both my brothers." In Jaina's shock, it registered only vaguely that Duman Yaght now realized her relationship to Jacen. "And I choose neither. I choose me."
Duman Yaght shook his head. "That is not your choice. You must choose Anakin or Jacen." Again, he kicked them, drawing involuntary groans from both. "Choose one or I will be forced to return Ulaha to the breaking. The warmaster knows of her wound, so no one will think anything of it should she happen to die. You are the master now, Jaina Solo."
Jaina felt a surge of anger and would have whirled on Duman Yaght to attack, had a flash of alarm from her brothers not brought her up short. Each wanted to be the one chosen -- she would have felt that much from her brothers even without the group's emotional bond -- and her tie to Jacen went farther yet. She could sense that for him it was more than a matter of being noble, that he had good reason to believe himself the best choice. Jaina suspected those reasons included the fact that Anakin would need a clear head when the time came to escape -- it had to be soon, she hoped -- but she could not be certain; even the bond between the twins was not strong enough to share complete thoughts.
"Your choice?" Duman Yaght demanded.
"You can't ask that," Jaina said. She told herself that as facilitator of the battle meld, Jacen was just as important as Anakin, but the truth was that she could not bring herself to harm either one. Though Anakin was a war hero and leader to everyone else, he would always be a little brother to her -- someone to look after, protect, keep out of trouble. And Jacen had always been her best friend, the person who understood her when she did not understand herself, the presence that enveloped her like a second skin. How could she send either of them? She looked away from Duman Yaght. "I can't choose."
HEY REMEMBER WHEN THE SOLO KIDS WERE ALL AWESOME AND ALL ALIVE?????? I DO.
(no seriously costume urge rising D:)
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AND THE EU DIDN'T SUCK?*cries*
But it's been eight years and that passage still hurts like a punch to the gut. Ow. Poor boys. Poor Jaina. D:
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can't let go of my dead boyfriend lol.
Re: can't let go of my dead boyfriend lol.
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As for the costume in your pic, I'm actually working on that version of Jaina at the moment, ha ha! MAKE ONE!
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And I am definitely gonna do the Strike Team costume again. It was fun at CIII so I'm sure it'll be a trip again. Muahahaha!
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(still uber excited about Trig and Kale and shiz, btwwwwwwwwww <3 also I was thinking that maybe if you wore some high boots with yours, and I wore relatively flat shoes, we could at least even out our heights a bit? lol)
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I am so excited about DT costumes too. And the boot idea would totally work methinks! We'll have to take some pictures from weird perspectives too, to throw it off. XD
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(speaking which, is jaina even doing anything anymore?)
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*sobs*
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please be to directing me to where this planning for this is.
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