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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/28/03 3:42pm Subject: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series) - Date Edited: 1/6/04 6:49pm (4 edits total) Edited By: obaona
	Because I wanted to make kayladie97 squeal. Thanks for clicking! Title: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity Summary: Part of the Temperature series. A/N: Many thanks to Jedi-2B for beta'ing (her banter in her stories makes me jealous and insecure ) and kayladie97 for the title. This is set after Mara the Burninator. I guess. A/N2: Another Temp vig has been written, but I haven't even sent it to Michele yet - I'm still fooling with it. Chronological Listing and Links of the Series: I am putting this here due to the fact that readers have posted on different stories with ‘what’s this about a sequel?’. Here are all the stories (including this one) in chronological order (not the order they were written): Cold Front, Breaking the Ice, The Blanket Incident, It Was Cold, If You Can’t Stand the Heat, Warming Up, It Got Too Hot, Kindling the Flame, Mara the Burninator, It’s Not the Heat, It’s the Humidity, and Heat Wave. Cover Art Feedback is, as always and ever, treasured. ~~* I made my way through thorny bushes and thick hedges with a rather unamused attitude. I was quite certain Luke could hear me – not only because of the racket I was making just trying to get to him, but the steady stream of curses coming out of my mouth. Why did he insist on sulking in such remote, hard-to-reach locations on a place like Yavin IV? You would think being next to the middle of nowhere in the galaxy would be enough, but apparently not. Not for Skywalker. I grumbled as another thorn managed to find its way into my flesh. I yanked away the long branch, and kept going, ignoring the blood running down my arm. It’d heal. Normally I would be able to move in a forest soundlessly, totally unnoticed, but this time . . . well, this wasn’t a forest, it was a jungle, and one that was not entirely suitable for the human form. It was so thick that there was no way I could move through it silently. And it didn’t matter if I was heard, anyway, even if it did sting my sensibilities a little bit. After all, Luke would know I was coming regardless if I made any noise or not. While he had muted our bond – how much we could sense each other – it was still more than strong enough for him to sense my nearness. His presence made ripples in the Force, no matter how much he attempted to still the waters. The air was hot and humid, further proving its point to me that it was a jungle, not a forest. Vines were everywhere, and I had to duck and weave to get around them. My clothing stuck to my body, and I was regretting wearing a shirt with no sleeves Little light filtered through with all the dense greenery about, and I had to watch carefully where I put my feet because of thick roots and some nasty low-lying creatures. “What is with Skywalker and remote locations?” I muttered, and dealt with a thorn that had managed to snag my hair, despite it being pulled into a braid. When I finally found him, I realized quickly why he had chosen this spot. It was a little clearing with a small spring of clear water bubbling in the middle. I could just barely see the sky when I looked up – a big improvement – and it was sunnier there. Luke was lying down on a boulder near the middle of a small pool fed by the spring, staring up, the sunlight falling down on him. His hands were casually thrown over his head, and I could see just a hint of his stomach showing with his shirt pulled up the way it was. He was barefoot – Force knew how he had managed to get here that way – and wore an old, tight pair of combat pants. Very tight, I noted appreciatively. I stepped into the small clearing and said loudly, “Heat bothering you?” I gestured at the sparkling water that surrounded him. Luke jerked and sat straight up. I looked at him, thinking that surely he wasn’t surprised I was here. I touched our bond, and – no, he was surprised. I had a distracted farmboy on my hands, it would seem. He relaxed when he saw it was me, and relaxed further when he felt my mental touch. He slowly lay back down, and said with a small grin, “It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity.” He paused and added, “Heat I’m used to. I’m a farmboy, as you love to keep reminding me.” “Ah, right,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “A desert farmboy.” I walked to him and paused at the water, trying to see if there was anything lurking in its depths. There didn’t seem to be, but the native flora and fauna of Yavin could be sneaky. “It’s fine,” Luke assured me, glancing my way, a flash of blue. “Hmm.” I took off my boots and left them by the water, then stepped in and waded over to Luke. It wasn’t at all deep, not even coming up to my ankles. Once I reached the boulder, Luke scrambled to the side to make room for me and I climbed up. The rock wasn’t hot, as the sunlight wasn’t direct, but it was warm. “So,” I said casually, “it’s the humidity?” Luke eyed me but said nothing, returning to his original position of his legs nearly dangling over the side of the boulder and his arms thrown over his head, soaking in the heat. “Curious, that humidity can make a person so depressed,” I remarked. Luke was being abnormally silent, not just refusing to talk, but his presence in the Force was the same way. I was worried about him. I had sensed this approaching, though I still didn’t know what ‘this’ was, really. In the year we had been together, I discovered, however, that what I thought I knew about Luke wasn’t everything. Oh, his basic nature was obvious – but there were so many small surprises in knowing him. “Yes, curious,” Luke said in an uninviting tone. Luke ignored that from me often enough, with good reason, so I returned the favor. “If it’s the humidity, then why pick a place for the Jedi Temple that is so humid so much of the time?” “I wasn’t looking at humidity levels,” Luke muttered, gazing away at the little patch of sky again. “I'd think that someone with your experiences in the coldness of space would learn to pay attention to such things,” I said with a teasing grin, and poked his ribs. Hard. He yelped, and half sat up. “Mara . . .” He narrowed his eyes. “We really should alert someone about this humidity problem,” I continued. “Sounds very serious. Your sister is highly placed in the government – you should tell her about the depressing effects of humidity –“ “Mara!” he said again, but his eyes danced with laughter. “Come now,” I said, running my finger down his chest, starting at the skin near his neck and moving all the way down to the next patch of skin, “you know I only discuss the weather with you.” I paused, thinking of how ridiculous I sounded, then went on anyway. “Think you can return the favor?” Luke sighed, smiling slightly. I could tell he didn’t want to talk about it. For all his openness, in some things he was utterly reserved. I waited patiently, adjusting my position on the boulder so I would be more comfortable. He paused, then sat up entirely, facing me. His blue eyes appeared darker from this position, his head lowered. The smile faded. “Luke,” I said softly. “I trust you. Trust me.” “I’ve always trusted you, Mara.” He grinned lopsidedly. “Even when you were debating with yourself whether to kill me.” I laughed lightly, remembering those days. I had thought him a crazy Jedi; come to think of it, that aspect hadn’t really changed . . . “It’s not that,” Luke said. “I’ve just never really spoken to anyone about this before.” “Depending on what ‘it’ is, I wonder if I should be relieved,” I murmured, raising an eyebrow even though he wasn’t looking at me to see it. “Do you know what today is?” he asked softly. I didn’t have to think about it. Very few would. This day was long remembered by me for different reasons than most, however. “The day the second Death Star was destroyed, and the Emperor killed. The battle of Endor.” Of course – it had to do with that day. But I didn’t say anything more, sensing it was more of a rhetorical question, and waited. He nodded. “Most celebrate it as the day the Rebellion became a legitimate government – some even as the day our cause was won. It was a major battle.” He looked away, and a small frown appeared in his face, a bit of a wrinkle between his eyes and those lips not quite turned down. “But it’s not that to us, is it?” He appeared to finally notice the blood on my arm, and gently swiped it off with his thumb, still not meeting my eyes. I shook my head. “No,” I said softly. “I try not to think about it much. I just get angry, which is bad, as you keep reminding everyone in sight.” I sighed, and added with a wry note, “I get angry for different reasons then I used to, though.” He smiled slightly in response. “Thanks to you,” I added. I leaned forward, and lightly kissed him on the lips. He responded a little, kissing me back and even following me a bit as I drew back. I brought my hand to the side of his face, and he turned his head to kiss my palm. “It’s Vader, isn’t it?” I asked quietly. “Anakin,” Luke instantly corrected. “But yes. Today is the day –” “He died,” I murmured. “You grieve for him?” “You find it odd?” he responded, raising an eyebrow. When I didn’t reply – unsure of what to say – he continued, “Leia finds it odd, I think. She feels I shouldn’t grieve.” I was surprised at that, and I let it show. “I understand it,” Luke said softly. “She doesn’t grieve. I envy her, in a way – she’s so . . . practical. Matter-of-fact. Like you, in some ways. She sees how things were and are, and I guess . . . I guess I see what could have been.” He shook his head, drawing away from me and looking down at the water. It was rippling slightly, distorting what would have been a mirror of the jungle around us. “She knows he saved my life, and she’s accepted that he was her father, but to her he will always be an evil monster.” I nodded, keeping silent, just listening as he had done so many times for me. “And I know all that, but . . . it’s not that simple, to me.” He snorted. “You knew him more than I did, but I still grieve over his death.” I shook my head at that, knowing I had told myself I would stay silent and listen, but I couldn’t keep quiet. “No, Luke. I saw a mask. You saw who he really was.” Luke looked at me in surprise. “Or who he was meant to be,” I said with extra emphasis. “And for that, we got what – only the death of the Emperor? Not to mention he saved your life. You saw what could be . . . and for that, well.” I shrugged. “I see Leia’s point, but – to grieve for him is natural for you, like it is not for her.” I tried to look into his eyes, but he wouldn’t look directly at me. “There’s nothing wrong with it,” I insisted with a gentleness I didn’t know I had. But Luke needed it, and that was enough for me. “Don’t change,” I finished softly. “You saw in me what I could not see in myself, just like you did with Vader.” For once, Luke didn’t correct me on Vader’s name. He looked thoughtful, saying nothing more. I took his hand and sat closer to him. His body exuded heat. I could tell even in that kind of weather. But, this was Luke, not just anyone. Natural enough I should pay special attention. I put my hand on the nape of his neck, feeling for tenseness, and found none. He leaned into my touch, and I smiled. His hand stroked my arm where I had gotten cut by a thorn. When I looked down, there was nothing but smooth skin there. His mind felt still, not at all chaotic as I would have expected, given that I knew he was thinking. It was as if he could focus his mind until he held only one thought, and it could not be lost in a confusion of others. I kept my mental presence steady with his, letting him know that I was there – open to him, more importantly. And I lazily watched the jungle. Little animals with bright colors hopped from branch to branch, and as Luke and I remained still and silent on the boulder, some came forward for a drink of water, lightly pecking it and then moving away, hardly seeming to drink at all. Their tiny feet made little impression on the moist soil. With everything slowed down in such a way, Luke and I gradually found our way into each other’s arms. My head was on his chest – I could feel him breathing – and his arms were wrapped around me. My hands were on his hip and back, and I couldn’t stop myself from caressing his warm skin. The utter stillness of Luke’s mind faded, and gradually his shields dropped as well. I truly sensed for the first time his sadness as he opened up to me, sharing the emotion. His mind met mine gently, and I could feel him exploring for my own emotions on the significance of the day. I had no doubt he sensed my lingering anger, but he didn’t comment or even react, just moved on, soothing me. His simple presence calmed me. Palpatine was in the past, and I didn’t grieve anymore for that life because I didn’t regret it being gone. “How is it,” I said softly, “that you calm me when I came here for you?” Luke laughed quietly, his body shaking. “Having you here is enough.” “For me, too,” I said. I tilted my head back so that I could kiss him, and his hand dropped to my lower back to support me. “So, the humidity isn’t bothering you anymore?” I said, letting a smile spread across my face. “Ah, well,” Luke said, starting to smile. “It’s still here, but I can deal with it now. With you.” I lay my head against his chest again, feeling him inhale and exhale. “We’re being sappily romantic,” I whispered. “I know,” Luke whispered back. I looked up again, eyeing him, trying to judge his expression. He was still far more skilled than I with using our bond – probably all the practice he got in before I gave him actual permission – and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. “I won’t tell anyone,” Luke added with a hint of mischief, knowing perfectly well that wasn’t what I was thinking, but taking the opportunity to tease me. “We’re the only ones here, anyway.” “Only with you, hmm?” I said, nearly inaudible even to myself. I could sense his smile, and he held me tighter as I relaxed further into his grip. “Of course,” he said calmly. I didn’t slap him for his cockiness, but I was tempted. [fin] -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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JainaDurron Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 12/28/03 3:54pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Awwwwwwwwwwww This was incredible obaona. I loved the little bit of mush you had with the two of them, and even without the sneaking kisses, there was still the subtle mush between the two. ~~Jilly -----signature----- Qeryné, Handmaiden of the Crest Beta for Midnight_Jedi and Amidala_Skywalker Proud K/Jer (Rogue and Goddess); Twin Suns Lead- KDFC Winner for Best Romance Beyond the Saga, SFFA K/J is love!!!
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EmilieDarklighter Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 12/28/03 4:01pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Oba! Beautiful! I love it. The last line, especially... This series is just awesome, Oba-love. What a wonderful Christmas gift! -----signature----- Master of Jedi_Emeritus Former Padawan of Gabri_Jade Little sister to Gabri_Jade and LadyPadme 25 Rules for Successful Writing http://boards.theforce.net/fan_fiction_resource/b10304/28400222/p1/?2
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Jaina_and_Jag Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 12/28/03 4:02pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Awesome!!! Poor Luke. I'm glad that Mara made him feel better though.
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NarundiJedi Title: FF Chapter Rep Albany, NY Registered: Oct '01	Date Posted: 12/28/03 5:13pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Hehehehe, another great fic. That ending reminded me of a quote, but I don't remember where it's from ---> "Speaking of nobody's looking . . . " For some strange reason that story cheered me up, even though it was sad that Luke was missing his father. The love and support that Luke and Mara gave each other makes me want to go hug my man and my kitties. Overall a very warm and life-affirming little tale. Jae Angel -----signature----- Kill Brodey: Vol 1 - http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=17015774&replies=0 Helané, Handmaiden of the Crest Leli's Blonde Twin! I'm now Mrs. NJ! w00t!
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Mirax-Jade Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 12/28/03 5:31pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Awwwwwww!!!!!!! Love it! -----signature----- www.livejournal.com/users/wild_n_kayzie be still my heart, this could be a brand new start, with you www.milliways-bar.livejournal.com
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RebelMom Title: TFF Secretary Registered: Apr '00	Date Posted: 12/28/03 6:37pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	that was so touching. You have a talent for showing the little things in a relationship. I thought that Luke was remembering something from the past. It was wonderfully done. I'm even teary eyed. I think this is one of my favorites. -----signature----- Short Story: Pressure Point http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/26961243/p1/?7 Jacen Solo and Anakin Skywalker - as it should have been. TFF: Cheryl
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rogue11lovesjag Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/28/03 6:56pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Lovely job, oba!! Very much liked the story focus on Vader's death and how appropriate it was for Luke to grieve for him. Great work! huggies ~Rogue -----signature----- Carrolé, Handmaiden of the Crest! Give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change The courage to change the things I can And the wisdom to hide the bodies of everyone who ruins my ships.
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kayladie97 Registered: Jun '03	Date Posted: 12/28/03 7:14pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Squeeeeaaal! Hmm, did that sound girlishly excited or just incredibly piggy-like? Never mind, I got TWO now, count 'em, TWO! And this one is now my official favorite (and it being my title suggestion affected that not one little bit! ) There are so many things that I love about this one, it's hard to know where to start! Luke jerked and sat straight up. I looked at him, thinking that surely he wasn’t surprised I was here. I touched our bond, and – no, he was surprised. I had a distracted farmboy on my hands, it would seem. I love that she was able to take him by surprise. I don't know why that part affected me so, but I was just smiling as I read that. “It’s fine,” Luke assured me, glancing my way, a flash of blue. I like that description of his eyes, nice imagery there. I could tell he didn’t want to talk about it. For all his openness, in some things he was utterly reserved. I waited patiently, adjusting my position on the boulder so I would be more comfortable. He paused, then sat up entirely, facing me. His blue eyes appeared darker from this position, his head lowered. The smile faded. I loved that entire sequence, the way you used his body language to let us in on the direction of his thoughts and feelings...just magnificent. And I also liked what this says about Mara. Patience is not a trait she's normally known for, but this is Luke and everything is different with him, isn't it? My hands were on his hip and back, and I couldn’t stop myself from caressing his warm skin. The utter stillness of Luke’s mind faded, and gradually his shields dropped as well. I truly sensed for the first time his sadness as he opened up to me, sharing the emotion. His mind met mine gently, and I could feel him exploring for my own emotions on the significance of the day. I had no doubt he sensed my lingering anger, but he didn’t comment or even react, just moved on, soothing me. His simple presence calmed me. Ah, I barely have the words! The way their senses joined so gently and slowly. I can see them so clearly on that rock in the middle of the pond...you are truly gifted, Oba! I didn’t slap him for his cockiness, but I was tempted. And there you go, smoothly tying them all together with the slapping theme! This was absolutely perfect, could not have been better, made my day when I saw it here, kayladie is dragged away from the computer by her son, cutting off the effusive praise or she might have gone on forever -----signature----- My new philosophy of life (borrowed from Elvis Presley) "The sun's down and the moon is pretty. It's time to ramble."
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Lady-Hermione Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 12/28/03 8:08pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	That was such a sweet slice-of-life. Like others have commented, you have a great gift in the subtle penning of small details that perfectly characterize Luke and Mara as two individuals and as one whole. I usually have no love for Mara, but I liked her here! She was a nice, loving Mara... still herself without being disrespectful. Luke was lying down on a boulder near the middle of a small pool fed by a spring, staring up, the sunlight falling down on him. His hands were casually thrown over his head, and I could see just a hint of his stomach showing with his shirt pulled up the way it was. He was barefoot – Force knew how he had managed to get here that way – and wore an old, tight pair of combat pants. Very tight, I noted appreciatively. Thanks for that mental image-- its such a nice one. Great installment, all the way through! Its so well-written, touching, and just all-around sweet. I agree with NarundiJedi: I need to go hug somebody now.
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Gabri_Jade Title: Fan Fiction Archive Editor Emeritus Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 12/28/03 9:57pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	bounces happily and hugs vignette to herself Another! And here we go... Why did he insist on sulking in such remote, hard-to-reach locations on a place like Yavin IV? You would think being next to the middle of nowhere in the galaxy would be enough, but apparently not. giggles And it didn’t matter if I was heard, anyway, even if it did sting my sensibilities a little bit. Very Mara-ish, that even with her own husband the only one around, it bothers her slightly that she can't move silently. “Curious, that humidity can make a person so depressed,” I remarked. “Yes, curious,” Luke said in an uninviting tone. LOL! Luke ignored that from me often enough, with good reason, so I returned the favor. Good for her. In the year we had been together, I discovered, however, that what I thought I knew about Luke wasn’t everything. Oh, his basic nature was obvious – but there were so many small surprises in knowing him. I LOVE this. Too many stories show Mara as incomprehensibly complex and Luke as simplistically open, when the truth is they're both somewhere in the middle of the spectrum. Mara appears complex but is really pretty straightforward when you get to know her, Luke appears open and straightforward but has hidden complexities. I love how realistically you portray them. “But it’s not that to us, is it?” That's just so sweet, that even as preoccupied as Luke is with his own grief, he takes the time to acknowledge that the day is painful for Mara as well. I just get angry, which is bad, as you keep reminding everyone in sight. LOL!!! I leaned forward, and lightly kissed him on the lips. He responded a little, kissing me back and even following me a bit as I drew back. I brought my hand to the side of his face, and he turned his head to kiss my palm. “There’s nothing wrong with it,” I insisted with a gentleness I didn’t know I had. But Luke needed it, and that was enough for me. Wonderful. Simply wonderful. “Ah, well,” Luke said, starting to smile. “It’s still here, but I can deal with it now. With you.” I lay my head against his chest again, feeling him inhale and exhale. “We’re being sappily romantic,” I whispered. “I know,” Luke whispered back. They're just so cute! He was still far more skilled than I with using our bond – probably all the practice he got in before I gave him actual permission - giggles I didn’t slap him for his cockiness, but I was tempted. grins Look at the symmetry! Lovely, darling! -----signature----- Evil Twin of LadyPadme This concept of "wuv" confuses and infuriates us! - Futurama All I can do is be me. Whoever that is. - Bob Dylan Serendipity (Leia-Mara vig) - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/30178069 !!11!1eleventy
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_3MD_PsychoSniper Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 12/28/03 10:53pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Exellent as usual. Feel free to PM me whenever U update this series, or just need an up. -----signature----- This is my old username. My new one is Wes_Janson NJO sucks worse than anything before it, even Planet of Twilight. NJO should be flamed from existence
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KataiJade Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 12/28/03 11:42pm Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Whoohoo! Another one! I love it. Sappily romantic! Great job Oba! Loved the mush! -----signature----- Racing:Not just a sport, but a way of living. My car of choice-69 Charger. Road constructions signs suck! Don't drive faster than your gaurdian angel can fly.
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/29/03 12:04am Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	JainaDurron: Thank you! It was originally a little more serious - I wanted to add lighter moments, and I think it worked out pretty well. And subtle mush is always good. Emmi: Thank you! I have fun writing them. Jaina_and_Jag: It occurred to me that Luke was always comforting Mara, and never the other way around - hence, this story. And thank you. NJ: Thank you. I have to admit, I don't recognize the quote, though. And that is interesting. I'm glad it did cheer you up, though. It certainly wasn't meant to be sad. Anyway, thank you! Mirax-Jade: Thank you! RebelMom: Wow, thank you! That's great - I'm glad so many people like it so much. This series seems to be about those little moments, rather than the big ones, so I guess it's a good thing you think I'm good at those little things. rogue11lovesjag: Thank you! I thought it'd be an interesting little thing to do - I don't see how Luke felt about his father's death gone into very often, and the idea just went with the idea I had for the title. huggies kayladie97: If you count the next one, I suppose that would be three - but I think someone else suggested the same title in another thread, too. But aye, TWO! I find it interesting it's your favorite, I'll have to think about what I did right with this one. I don't think Mara often takes Luke by surprise - so that was another hint for her that Luke really was sulking/whatever. And I like to use body language to characterize the characters rather than just saying how they feel - the effect is more subtle, I think. And yep, everything is different with Luke. Aren't we romantics?? The part where the two of them relax together was kind of interesting, because I was trying to figure out what to do next in the story - how to end it. And aye - I had about 4 different endings until I settled on that one. Have fun with your son. Lady-Hermione: Thank you. I try to do that - give little, telling details. I think they say a lot more than generalized paragraphs. I'm glad you liked her here! 'Tis a compliment to know I made someone like Mara who does not, usually. And aye, that's a nice mental image - my beta pointed out a little flaw just before it, and then added 'no one will notice considering the next paragraph' or something to that effect. Gabri: You silly girl. I figured you would like that first line you quoted. Anyway, I agree with you - both of them have simple and complex characteristics. Luke often gets the short end, I think, because the simple ones tend to shine through more powerfully. As I said to someone else, I realized that Luke was always comforting Mara, and that was the idea behind this. I think it was completely natural for Luke to realize what it meant to Mara, as well as himself. And aye, they are cute. Thank you, darling. _3MD_PsychoSniper: My apologies that I completely forgot to PM you. Whoops! I'm not used to PM'ing readers with updates. And thank you. KataiJade: Aye, sappily romantic! Thank you. -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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J_M_Bulldog Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 12/29/03 12:37am Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Another great one obaona. I loved it as well. -----signature----- BA(bad attitude), aka Thwack, of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths I am never down. I am either up or I am getting up, but I am never down. Stop telling God how big your storm is; instead tell the storm how big your God is.
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Ariapaige Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 12/29/03 8:52am Subject: RE: It's Not the Heat, It's the Humidity (L/M viggie; yep, again - one of the Temperature series)
	Ah Oba! I'm late again, as usual... But it doesn't mean i didn't love it! I liked the way Luke and Mara played off each other's emotions. Again, this is awesome. I can't wait for the next. Paige -----signature----- sometime lurker
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