Author Topic: When You Call Me Emotionless J/J missing scene Kind of sad
SpikeLeadJF  388 posts
Registered: Oct '03
42356_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 2/17/04 4:27pm Subject: When You Call Me Emotionless J/J missing scene Kind of sad
By: me of course!
I don't own any of this btw I just sort of borrow it from the best filmmaker and authors ever!
Time: During Dark Tide 2: Ruin. Doesn't that sound like the perfect movie title? tongue
Main Charactors: Jagged Fel, Jaina Solo
Summary: Jag finally lets loose all the feelings he's kept crammed inside.
Here it is folks!!!!
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WHEN YOU CALL ME EMOTIONLESS
Did it ever occur in them wildest dreams, the fact that things aren't always what they seem. I have ears. I here what they say. They call me emotionless behind my back and it hurts. Every time it takes a tiny chip away from my self esteem and pride. Yet they never ask why. They simply believe it's because I was raised by the Chiss. They call me emotionless. They say that I never laugh. They make bets with their friends that I never smile. All when I'm in hearing range. It hurts me. Though they may not see it, it hurts me. They never bother asking why, never ask what my problem really is. At least, most of them don't. There is one. One Rouge only who asks what's wrong, wonders what is up. You ask me how I could stand to be this way. You are concerned. You tell everyone else to shut up about me. You question me. You interrogate. You is curious. You are beautiful. I can talk to you. You'll never tell. I know. I've watched. Your a secret keeper, a good friend, a rebel and Rouge to the core. Your tough and cold but sweet and warm. You don't call me emotionless. I am emotionless on the outside. Inside, I am sad. I am angry. I am confused. I am a lost little boy on a planet so vast and mysterious I'll never find my way without a guide. You are the guide. You ask me why I'm sad. You ask me why I'm mad. You ask me why I'm confused. And I tell you. It started after the accident. My older brother, killed in an attack by pirates. Taken, captured and tortured for days. No one else thinks so but I felt it. In my bones, in my heart. He pleaded for me to rescue him but I couldn't. I wasn't old enough. And no one believed me. They thought I was too emotional. I lost some emotion. His body was returned. He was dead. We had a funeral. I cried. My father was embarrassed. He said I was too emotional. I lost more emotion. I went home and cried no more. Kept it inside. I haven't cried for five years. Not since the funeral. For a while I was angry and I snapped at everyone. After two years I smiled again every so often. Then came the next accident. Cherith. The ties that bound us together were great. We were so alike one would think we were twins. Except she was allowed to be emotional. She was an aspiring actress. She cried a lot and she was happy again only 6 months after the funeral. Two and a half years after Davin was killed, she was dead, too. She died in the mountains. Climbing with her friends. There was an avalanche. No one else believes me, but her friends left her alone. They went on. They left her in the path of the avalanche. I was fifteen, old enough that I had graduated from the Academy. I felt the snow hit me. I felt myself become buried. I felt myself become smothered. I passed out. I woke up at home. Mom was there. And father. Upset, of course because of the way I had acted. He said it had prevented me from becoming a squadron leader. He said I was too emotional. I lost some more emotion. I said nothing for days. At the funeral, I did not cry. I sat and stared straight ahead. And I was angry. I snubbed Cherith's "friends" when they came to comfort me. I hated them. They let my sister die. Once again, they said I was too emotional. I lost all my emotion. In the next two and a half years, I became a colonel and the leader of a squadron. But I showed no emotion. At the end of our conversation, you stare at me. I am nervous, and embarrassed. You must think I'm stupid. But when I look closer, I can see the tears in your eyes. I feel your sadness for me. Your hand reaches out, rests over mine, and you smile at me tearfully. You tell me your sorry and I know I can believe you.

Later that day, I see you in the mess hall at lunch. You glance my way and smile encouragingly. You even have the nerve to throw me a wink. Then you turn back to your friends and start talking again. I eat in silence, with Shawnkyr, who watches me carefully. Like me, she shows no emotion. But unlike me, it is her nature. I hear laughter. Your friends are pointing at me and laughing. At first I'm hurt. But then you stand, your hands on your shapely hips, your expression angry. You speak in low controlled tones, so low I can't hear. But it scares your friends. They shrink back from your anger and wrath. Then, one by one, they come and apologize. I smile at you, for all to see. To prove that I have emotions and feelings. You smile back and then you turn and walk away. I see you every so often after this, and every time you catch my eye, you encourage me to smile. And I do. When I go to dinner, you are there with everyone else. But no one makes fun of me. No one calls me emotionless. They respect me. At night, when everyone is asleep, I lay awake. Finally, I get up and dress. I go to the mess hall and you are there, dressed as well, nursing your own cup of caf. You smile at me again and I smile back. I tell you thank you and you wave it away. That's just what I do, you say. And suddenly I can't help it. For the first time in five years, I cry. I sob. I let it all out. And your there. To hold me. To comfort and protect me. And you cry with me. I feel much better now. I know that I am loved. I don't feel emotionless but I no longer feel sad, angry or confused. I feel good. And I know I have you to thank. Thank you, Jaina, for realizing what you did wrong, when you told people I was emotionless.

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tongue Interesting twist doncha think? Anyway please R&R!!!!

 

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JAGSGURL15  3039 posts
Registered: Jul '03
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Date Posted: 2/17/04 7:10pm Subject: RE: When You Call Me Emotionless J/J missing scene Kind of sad
OH>>>>> so sweet!

 

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SpikeLeadJF  388 posts
Registered: Oct '03
42356_Jaina Solo
Date Posted: 2/18/04 4:52am Subject: RE: When You Call Me Emotionless J/J missing scene Kind of sad
Thanks JAGSGURL!!!!! I was just bored so I decided to have some fun with this peice....

 

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