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Inara Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/4/05 7:45pm Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!! - Date Edited: 11/5/05 3:09am (1 edits total) Edited By: Inara
	JediTristan: Shawnie's very brave, I have to say. She rocks. She is a brave girl. She needs a And as I said before, it looks like it gave them peace. Lola64: But they did and him waking up thinking it was a dream was kind of funny. But let me tell you, you are EVIL!!! Inara ----> Why couldn't she call last night?!!! Jaina has a bad sense of timing. I mean, she could have made life easier for all of us if she just married Jag when she had the chance, to quote Han. Instead, she turned into a bug. TrillianTK: So dirty, and I like it. You know how I like the word sheath. stickster: I love the parts where we get to see what Shawnkyr's thinking - there's this great sense of indecision in her that helps to de-squick some of Jag's lines for me. Her wavering back and forth between fear/anxiety and enjoyment also adds a touch of realism to the whole scene. This particular scene was written not for Jag and Shawnie to get it on, but more to illustrate the awkwardness and fear. As much I wanted to write something beautiful and moving, it wouldn't have been. She comes from a xenophobic culture, and she's having a hard time accepting Jag's humanity, which is why he feels the need to reassure her later when he tells her not to resist. So she's really surprised when she discovers that she likes it - or maybe she just likes Jag. Yeah, Shawnkyr, you're definitely just friends... The Chiss really like to delude themselves, don't they? Gloria: I was thinking more along the lines of Gandalf's "Just a fool's hope" when I typed it. laugh I knew someone said it, but couldn't place the character. I Gandalf. I'm convinced that the Vong would have been defeated sooner if he had been around. And oh, snap! It's Jaina! I also feel the need to say that I look at your kitty pictures once a day because they are so cute. I cats. This is my fave: TheCrazyRodian: I love your replies!!! This is so deeply Jag that it hurts. (Never mind the awful syntax of my last sentence). What I mean, is that this struggle, this loss of control and self-hatred, is the demon that haunts Jag. He spent so much time trying to prove himself to everyone that any weakness, any sign of being less than a living legend, and he abuses himself. His whole world has been under his control but not this, and it's eating him apart. This is a great analysis of Jag. It's so true - he's a control freak, and when things aren't in control, he loses his composure. Sorry to tell you, Jag, but you're a man, so you're at a serious disadvantage here. I'd give you advice if I had any. Ooh. That's deeper than just a passing bit of lust, Jag. You're letting your lust for control bleed over into your desire for Shawnkyr, and that's scary. He is a possesive sort of guy, isn't he? I shouldn't be surprised, really, but that definitely explains a lot. It makes sense, too; a perfectionist like Jag would have the tendency to repress a lot of things. It's like sweeping away dirt under the rug as opposed to disposing of it properly. Hmm. I don't know if it's exactly your fault, Shawnkyr. You are the object of his desire, yes, but it's his desire that's causing him so much turmoil. You can't really blame yourself. But you definitely ought to spend a little more time introspecting about how you really feel about Jag. For Shawnie, with her limited understanding of the situation, she can't comprehend why his attraction is happening. It's never happened before, and to her knowledge, it's never happened to anyone else. The Chiss aren't known in the galaxy as the most sexually stimulating of people, so she is wondering what she might have done to trigger this. Like I said before, Shawnkyr, your friendship with Jag is a little more than your average friendship. I think you love him, Kyrn, and not just in a friend-to-friend way. What she thinks and what is actually the case is the question here... I don't know how to describe the way you wrote the scene, Inara, but I do know this--somehow you've managed to make the scene vivid without being explicit (i.e., without breaking the board rules). It's so full of emotion and passion it really gives me the chills. I'm not sure I'll ever recover. Thank you. I really wanted to try capturing the emotional conflicts with the scene more than the actual act itself, which made it slightly easier to follow board rules. This is really intense stuff that's going on here. And I'm not just talking about the sex. I mean, Shawnkyr is learning a lot about herself from this whole situation. Thank you! She really has to start confronting herself. Am I the only one who thinks it's funny that Inara just "yadda yadda yadda"d sex? Or would that be "tilde"d sex? That's what I've been saying all along! Shawnkyr is not as platonic in her affection as she thinks she is. Or, at least, as she thought she was. I get the feeling that there aren't many Chiss besides Shawnkyr who would laugh off the impropriety of a situation like that. Like I said, complicated feelings. Shawnkyr is one in a million...actually, one in ten million. What's the word of the day, kids? AWKWARD. Very true, and very Jag and Kyrn style. She really has a sharp sense of humor. She'd need one to remain friends with the Fels. [face_uh_oh_we're_screwed] and [face_i_adore_awkward_situations] Emphasis on "this first time"? Or was that just a red herring? I totally wasn't expecting anyone to catch that. As for my answer, you all will have to wait until the next chapter. I get this mental image of one of the Chiss leaders standing in front of Jag saying this, Jag looking confused, then the cloaked old dude explaining "You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty" then walking away. I actually was inspired by that scene in Mulan. For some reason, I'm equating Jag = Mulan and Shawnkyr = Shang. Really weird, I know. Definitely one of the most powerful posts I've ever read. It practically bleeds emotion and sensuality. I can hardly wait to see what's next. I'm so glad you think so. This particular post isn't a comfortable one, not for me to write, for you all to read, and for Jag and Shawnie to undergo it. I'm really happy people see why it's written the way it is. WynssaStarflare: Wow! Great job! That was so beautifully written. Though Jaina coming will not make things easy on anyone. Thank you!! And no, Jaina will definitely not make the situation any better. But then again, does she ever? Chimpo_the_Sith: I must say that I thought that Jag and Shawnkyr won't go this path but since they did I wonder what will happen next. When the excitement will calm what will their feelings be. I surprised a lot of people with this chapter, but I hope in a good way. And this is the key: when they step back from this situation, how exactly will they feel? For Jag's sake Jaina better not want to rebuild their relationship or it will end very badly for every site... Don't worry, I won't make anything that easy. BTW I forgot to say that for this story I'm making an exception and I won't be shipping for any one... I'm more interested if they will all lose in this game they're in Thank you, Chimpo! I'm glad that people are willing to read this despite their own pairing preferences. And the game they are playing is dangerous, especially since they don't really know the rules. Trepidation: Welcome, Trep!! Absolutely fantastic scene, Inara. I need a smoke... Thank you. And yeah, after writing this particular post, I actually had to have a drink. It was excruciating. You've made the scenario and the characters so real, that I'm willing to to see Jag send Jaina packing if she has anything unsavory on her mind. That means a lot coming from you. You snooze your lose. Shawnkyr just discovered the only thing better than sliced bread. She did, didn't she? How could Jaina not keep Jag, the best discovery of all time, something even better than Zonoma Sekot? And then to keep him away? It's sad for me to see that there aren't many positive, canonical stories post Dark Nest about Jaina and Jag. It's just hard to imagine circumstances positive enough for them to get back together (which is what makes this story possible). And then TSW...well, I'll hold off on my deep negativity. Anyway, I smell some serious jealousy considerations coming up in future posts. Looking forward to what develops...and what doesn't, for that matter. Csillan_girl: Hi, CG!! I loved to see what Shawnkyr was thinking, and how she reacted to Jag. For me, too. It was a first for her in so many ways. Jaina only takes from him, but never gives anything back except her own problems, Shawnkyr, on the other hand, is ready to sacrifice a lot for him. I think Jag will realize this soon. I'm sure I've said this a million times, but I was never happy with Jaina's treatment of Jag. I think I might have posted this in resource somewhere, but there must be a time when Jag will say, "Enough is enough." It was really cute to see how this experience has changed her. It is fascinating to see a normally so self-controlled Chiss have such a totally different experience... It was really interesting for me to hypothesize what it would be like for her. I mean, it's the little things - like Jag's body hair, his facial features, even his smell - that really make a difference. Nice cliffie with Jaina, though - but I think Jag has already gone too far with Shawnkyr to go back to Jaina. Oh, for this story, I'm definitely shipping for Jag/Shawnkyr!! [/obvious] I like this ship more and more as I write it, though when I started, it wasn't meant to be a ship. How funny is that? -----signature----- "The Sun Crusher was originally conceived as a humane alternative to Kyle Katarn." http://www.thedarknest.com Dark!Horny!Jacen 1 6177 86515
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Inara Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/4/05 8:13pm Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!! - Date Edited: 11/5/05 3:14am (2 edits total) Edited By: Inara
	Part 2.... jags_gurl: If Jag was a Jedi, he would definitely be way down the path to the Dark Side. It concerns me, how possessive he is of her, but I almost find it endearing. I think Jag would be a little possesive of Shawnkyr, particular since he has the distinction of being so close to her even in friendship - something that no other Chiss can say. And it's even more significant because he's human. Plus, in this fic at least, he's been territorial ever since Athan showed up on the scene. Those alpha males. I find it hard to believe that he doesn’t love Jaina less, but of course, we’ll see how this shakes out once he rendezvous with her, because we all know it’s inevitable… she has Zekk, he has Shawnie…it’s almost the same Ahh, it's what Jag thinks and what he really feels. He could very well be using Jaina as an excuse not to get further entangled...or perhaps he really does love Jaina. I guess we'll find out soon. Yesss..in your heart you love him too…you just don’t realize it yet! If she does, I hope she admits it. Shawnkyr’s sense of duty and loyalty to Jag is majorly impressive, but I can’t say I expected anything less from her. What will Cem say? Her loyatly to Jag has always struck me since she was first introduced in NJO. And now she's deluding herself into thinking that this is an extension of that loyalty. (this musical moment has been brought to you by none other than me.) At least Shawnie recognizes that since they’ve slept together once, it’ll probably become recurring. Or so we all hope. I have to admit, I’m not really liking the idea of Jaina and Jag so much… or Kyr and Athan! Way to go, Shawnie! We’ll make a passionate human out of you yet! Does Jag know that he might have awakened a Chiss vixen? Aww, okay, warm fuzzies. Kinda cute, fairly obscure/awkward, totally Kyr and Jag. Are we moving back to angst-land? Of course, it's you. One day I will write something happy! Well, I'll try, but it'll probably turn into something like this. Seriously, what a profound and emotional post. You did a great job covering Shawnkyr's range of emotions, especially since she's just not accustomed to releasing emotions. I am amazed Jag actually took her up on her offer, but I guess I shouldn't be. Thank you! It really is all about her emotions. I look forward to seeing how this will not only impact their relationship but the other relationships in their lives. I doubt Kyr will be able to hide this from Athan, in which case I'll feel kinda sad for him. I wonder if he would understand it? Probably not. And I wonder what Cem will end up saying. I'm sure he'll notice the change - I'm sure everyone will notice the change in Jag, although perhaps they will all attribute it to a rendezvous with Jaina? To be honest, I'm worried for them as well. Even forgetting Chiss reactions, how will Jag's family react? I don't think the Fels meant for Jag to marry a Chiss regardless of how they feel about Jaina. Csillan_girl: Perhaps Jaina just wants to meet Jag to tell him in person that it's over now, and she's with Zekk?? They're Joiners, after all! Ahh, Zekk...Oh Zekk... pregnantpadme: First off let me say...I like your style! Me too! I'm thrilled to see that others are taking the time (a precious commodity for all of us, I know) to really internalize what she is giving us and respond in length. I'll second this: I also love in depth responses because it gives me a great opportunity to know what my readers are understanding from what I write and what they don't. Plus it gives me a chance to answer questions and elaborate. I joke about my long ass posts being torture for my fellow readers, and that may or may not be true, but I for one love to see what the rest of you have gleaned from the story. I long responses. Well, I love all responses, but I have a tendency to slip in clues here and there. I don't do so much of that with FNM, since the plot is relatively straightforward, but I spend so much time on AHP posts precisely because I wanted to try to craft something more complicated than the rest of my fics, but the details tend to be lost when one does only a quick read through. I tend to get so engrossed in what Dark Horny Jacen is doing that I find it hard to focus on anything other than his hard lean body, muscles rippling as he expertly works his lightsaber......uhhhh sorry). Me too. That got me thinking about our shared hobby here and I think that the greatest potential of these boards is to be able to discuss a good story with other people and open ourselves up to different POV. For me as well. I love the community that's available to all of us on these boards, and I'm so glad to be able to interact with other people, not only about Star Wars but about so many other things as well. My impression is that the relationship between J&S is very deep and growing more so. The actual physical act may be what they were engaging in...and what Jag has been fixated on...but the real issue is not them having sex, but that Shawnie would offer herself to him, that he would accept, that they are unaware that this has just made things so much more complicated than they pretended it would You see straight into my mind, Feefi. That's exactly what I was aiming to show. There is a limit to all friendships, and that line has been very clearly crossed. But here's something to ask yourself: Shawnkyr clearly doesn't know what's going on since she's relatively naive about the complexities of friendship and relationships in general, but what about Jag? they curled up on the couch together an act as intimate as the previous if for nothing else than the fact that it came so naturally neither of them gave it a second thought. I'm really glad you caught that. For me, their curling up together was even more significant than the sex. She and Jag sleeping together was pretty much inevitable, but that cuddling was completely unnecessary and unthinkingly instigated by Shawnkyr. I think I might have said this much more eloquently in an IM last night and I do plan to dig that out and include my musings in my blow by blow post of this chapter...because I'm certain I said something really profound that will enhance all of your lives for having been exposed to it. I'm eagerly waiting for FNM and AHP's reviews... TheCrazyRodian: Don't we wish it were that easy. But since Inara's writing this, it won't happen. there are some things we just don't need to see. And like I said to Inara, this is a really passionate and emotional scene, even with the yadda yadda yadda-ing of the sex itself. Thank you. Their experience was more emotional than passionate, I think, and that's what's going to get them into trouble. If they could walk away from it without another thought, then it might have been okay. But like Jag thought, he wanted it too much, and Shawnkyr enjoyed it too much. It's not so simply anymore. I feel like I come up with something profound and deep and wise, then when I wake up the next morning the best I can come up with is, "Dude, I had this thing I came up with, but I don't remember how I said it." Then I proceed to butcher it, and question whether what I came up with was profound in the first place.... It happens to me all the time too! And my dog just died, too! I'm so sorry to hear that. I hope you feel better soon. Master_Jaina1011: I think i like fanfic much more than the profs... It's a rising consensus on the boards. I have to say that last post surprised me... I really thought you wouldn't have them do it. It was a shocker, wasn't it? We all expected Jag to resist, but I guess he wanted it too much. It shows that he is human after all. I like how you portrayed both of them Inara! Thank you!!! -----signature----- "The Sun Crusher was originally conceived as a humane alternative to Kyle Katarn." http://www.thedarknest.com Dark!Horny!Jacen 1 6177 86515
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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 11/5/05 5:49am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!!
	I only have two words for this... Oh Dear -----signature----- You'll Like me when I'm Dead - V/P Dark Drama - http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29236355 Don't think, write. And have faith that your subconscious mind is smarter than you.- lazy RIP my babies; Nibbler, Boo & Mister Magoo
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Gloria Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 11/5/05 6:27am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!!
	I Gandalf. I'm convinced that the Vong would have been defeated sooner if he had been around. Oh, totally. Legolas would have been nice to have too.. And oh, snap! It's Jaina! I also feel the need to say that I look at your kitty pictures once a day because they are so cute. I love cats. This is my fave: Thanks! I have a bunch more on my phone, I just need to pay the bill before I can email them to the computer. 500 bucks though. When I do, I'll have some more for you. I know, I know - I like showing him off too much.. -----signature----- "And when the Chiss grew suspicious, they killed things."
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TheCrazyRodian Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 11/5/05 2:36pm Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!!
	Have you ever seen that Nokia video where the cat is on the ceiling fan? My opinion of cats is more or less summed up in the fact that I feel no guilt at laughing. None whatsoever. -----signature----- My body wears a green scent, as on the verge Between green laughter and green sorrow I have walked all day Until my legs have gone lame, and still the spring seems spirited away. --Yi Sanghwa
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JadeSolo Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/5/05 2:44pm Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!!
	Here's my super late reply to an old post. The Cselarn posted: He had no right to treat her like a human. She was not a human, and even if she wanted it, she could never be a human for him. She was Chiss, and Chiss did not engage in such relationships. Oh, nice. I think that's one of the most important things in this relationship - that one of them is human, and the other isn't. Even if they grew up in the same society, they still have different ways of thinking deep down in their minds. posted: However, unlike humans, the Chiss indulged carefully because there might come a time when a Chiss would have to turn upon a lover or even a spouse. Sentiment clouded judgment, and the Chiss sought clear-headedness above all. The Ascendancy always came first. Reminds me a lot of the old school Jedi, even with the xenophobia. In your interpretation, would the Chiss allow grief and remorse if they had to turn on a loved one? posted: It was an indication to me that the Chiss are nearly a classless society. Fascinating concept for a culture! It makes you wonder how on earth they lasted so long with that kind of society. And based on your notes, I guess the answer to that is, duty duty duty. They're so driven by their attachment to duty that it's almost like duty has become a religion, or the entire foundation of their government and society. posted: Whether the Chiss were utopian I have no idea, but that’s what I thought Zahn was doing, and so I wrote them as that – a culture trying to achieve perfection because that is what they are – perfectionists. Though I don’t think they’ve succeeded. I'd say they're less than perfect because they're so closed off from the rest of the galaxy, so xenophobic. Within their own little sphere of existence, you could probably say that the Chiss have achieved perfection. But when you add in all those outside factors - what if humans try to fit in, what if someone wants to open diplomatic relations, etc - then they seem to struggle quite a bit with those forces. posted: His parents still spoke Basic at home, but like any true second-generation child, he probably found it easier to speak Cheunh with them, and his Basic was the same formal Basic taught to the Chiss in school. That is just brilliant. And so true! I do that with my parents. And you know, it didn't occur to me that everyone was speaking in Cheunh. I'll keep that in mind from now on. I love your massive notes. They make me feel like I'm at a history lecture. -----signature----- "If you expect a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, it's a victory." "May God bless you and keep you always...I mean that in a civic deist way." -Prof. Siegel "No guaranteed money, but all guaranteed fun!"
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summerdaisy Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/5/05 4:10pm Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!! - Date Edited: 11/5/05 4:45pm (1 edits total) Edited By: summerdaisy
	Post exam week, I now have time to review to my heart's content. It embarrassed him to realize that he could not even focus on his duties because of his wandering thoughts. That's Jag to a T. But what made it excruciating was the fact that whatever he felt for Shawnkyr, he did not love Jaina less. It was not either-or but both-and. Oh poor Jag. Though I hope he realizes that Shawnie is the girl for him. Shawnkyr tried to remain calm as Jag pressed a kiss to her neck. Nevertheless, she was startled by the feel of it. Unlike humans, the Chiss did not have facial hair, and she had never felt it before. Though Jag had shaved earlier, she could still feel the slight roughness of his jaw. She trembled slightly as his lips trailed upwards to just below her ear, then lower to the crook of her neck. To her surprise, it did not feel unpleasant but instead, it raised prickles of pleasurable sensations that made her pulse quicken. This is such a hot paragraph. I need to take a cold shower now. It was enough and too much. That's so CHiss. I can't really break up the sex scene, but I'll say that Shawnkyr's indecision was painted beautiful. You showed her dilemma really well, as well as her reluctance to enjoy what Jag could do to her. I had to read this scene several times it was so powerful. Wow. Everything was so real - her surprised attraction to his human body, her reaction to his stubble...!!!! The way his arms felt, and how he was stronger. Amazing. His cheeks rosy But something more helped me to continue, and I cannot tell if it were solely for our friendship’s sake. Not yet. Shawnkyr's in love.... “It is the first good night’s sleep I have had in many months.” “That is good to hear.” Their morning after conversation is so awkward and perfect. “You also seem given to understatement this morning,” Shawnkyr added, the teasing in her tone becoming more evident. I'm glad to see that she feels comfortable enough to tease him. Jag hesitated at first but then did as he was bid. Without warning, Shawnkyr grasped him by his shirt, pulled him close, and kissed him full on the mouth. Jag gasped at the unexpected gesture. Shawnkyr drew back and cupped his face. Red eyes held blue. She kissed him on her own! “Have you so little faith in me, Tako?” Shawnkyr gently chided. Color stained Jag’s cheeks again as she said, “Everything you have taught me, I cherish, my friend. Even this.” What a deep friendship. Seriously. Holding her smile, Shawnkyr sat down on her couch and patted the seat next to her. After a space of a moment, Jag accepted the invitation. She leaned back against him, and he curled a supporting arm around her shoulders. Jag pressed his lips against her hair. He felt Shawnkyr's hand on his arm, warm and reassuring. I have to agree with Pregnant Padme. THis is key here, their cuddling. “It is because I am not in my quarters, Carnen,” he said pointedly. It is addressed to you, from a Knight Jaina Solo. She wishes to arrange a meeting.” You are so evil!!! HUrry up and post the next chapter!
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Inara Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/7/05 7:49pm Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - Updated 11/03!!
	Gloria posted: Legolas would have been nice to have too.. Elves are aliens...right? Gloria posted: I just need to pay the bill before I can email them to the computer. 500 bucks though. Sounds like my phone bill...speaking of bills, I need to stop ignoring the pile of bills on the table and start writing checks. TheCrazyRodian posted: Have you ever seen that Nokia video where the cat is on the ceiling fan? That is a really funny commericial. JadeSolo posted: Oh, nice. I think that's one of the most important things in this relationship - that one of them is human, and the other isn't. Even if they grew up in the same society, they still have different ways of thinking deep down in their minds. Exactly. Just being exposed to the same lifestyle and values aren't enough. Ultimately, they are different species, and that affects their thinking. JadeSolo posted: Reminds me a lot of the old school Jedi, even with the xenophobia. In your interpretation, would the Chiss allow grief and remorse if they had to turn on a loved one? I would think so, but I think they would see the necessity of it and not become ineffective with guilt. I'm thinking that for them, they do what needs to be done and then think about it later. In an earlier chapter, Shawnkyr's brother died, and her handling of her grief was quiet and short. She didn't spend time thinking, "If only I were there," or "I shouldn't have left him." She understood that his death, while unfortunate, happened in the line of duty. JadeSolo posted: It makes you wonder how on earth they lasted so long with that kind of society. And based on your notes, I guess the answer to that is, duty duty duty. They're so driven by their attachment to duty that it's almost like duty has become a religion, or the entire foundation of their government and society. Oh definitely. This is not to say that they don't have any culture because they do. The Chiss are known for their appreciation for art and beauty, and I imagine this also includes music and performing arts. The Chiss are great at compartmentalization, something that we've seen with Thrawn and to an extent with Formbi and Stent. They perform their duty, come home, and enjoy some art, then wake up the next morning and start all over. JadeSolo posted: I'd say they're less than perfect because they're so closed off from the rest of the galaxy, so xenophobic. Within their own little sphere of existence, you could probably say that the Chiss have achieved perfection. But when you add in all those outside factors - what if humans try to fit in, what if someone wants to open diplomatic relations, etc - then they seem to struggle quite a bit with those forces. That's a great observation! Within the Ascendancy, they have achieved perfection, and they are in the very fortunate position of being able to have a non-aggression policy, something quite unique within the galaxy. But they have problems dealing with outsiders, which probably explains why they are so isolationist. To the Chiss, other races and governments are probably perceived as alien and imperfect. And instead of trying to work out their differences, the Chiss simply ignore them. It's an arrogant assumption on their parts - that they are better than everyone else and that by keeping out these less than ideal influences, they'll keep their own race untainted. JadeSolo posted: That is just brilliant. And so true! I do that with my parents. And you know, it didn't occur to me that everyone was speaking in Cheunh. I'll keep that in mind from now on. It's something I actually didn't give any thought to when I first started writing this story. But when I got to writing dialogue and was trying to decide how Jag and Shawnkyr, I had to step back and consider the fact that they probably speak in Cheunh with each other. summerdaisy posted: Post exam week, I now have time to review to my heart's content. I hope exams went well! [quote=summerdaisy]This is such a hot paragraph. I need to take a cold shower now. [/quote] [quote=summerdaisy]Everything was so real - her surprised attraction to his human body, her reaction to his stubble...!!!! The way his arms felt, and how he was stronger.[/quote] It's the little things, I think, that makes it so different from their usual experiences. [quote=summerdaisy]His cheeks rosy [/quote] I like this sentence too. [quote=summerdaisy]Shawnkyr's in love....[/quote] If she is, she doesn't know it. [quote=summerdaisy]I'm glad to see that she feels comfortable enough to tease him.[/quote] Me too. Humor is such an important part of their relationship. It would have been sad to see it disappear. [quote=summerdaisy]I have to agree with Pregnant Padme. THis is key here, their cuddling.[/quote] I'm glad people noticed. It's good to see you back here, Summer. I hope you don't get swamped too soon. -----signature----- "The Sun Crusher was originally conceived as a humane alternative to Kyle Katarn." http://www.thedarknest.com Dark!Horny!Jacen 1 6177 86515
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Inara Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/9/05 4:02am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!! - Date Edited: 11/9/05 5:48am (4 edits total) Edited By: Inara
	~ Chapter 13 ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Love doesn’t always come with thunder; sometimes, it comes softly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Cselarn Silence filled the room after Jag turned off his comlink. She was still sitting next to him with his arm comfortably wrapped around her, but she could feel the tenseness of his muscles. Reluctant to disturb his thoughts, she started to move away but was held in place by his grip on her arm. “Do not leave just yet.” Jag pulled her back to lean against him again. Consenting, she allowed herself to be comforted by his steady heartbeat as she considered the implications of Carnen’s news. A flare of anger spiked within her as she thought about Jaina Solo. In all her life, Shawnkyr had yet to meet anyone who had such a bad sense of timing. Had the message arrived even yesterday, then Jag might not have spent the night with Shawnkyr. Conversely, had the message arrived a few days later, then she and Jag could have adjusted to their altered relationship more easily. She wondered at Jaina’s sudden desire for a meeting. After five years away from him, it was doubtful that the Joiner Jedi was returning to make amends with Jag. More likely, she wanted to plead the Killik cause to friendly ears. Shawnkyr had not always been hostile to Jaina Solo. When Jag had first returned from the war, he had been quite enthusiastic about the young woman who could fly almost as well as he could. Shawnkyr had looked forward to meeting her, for surely whoever earned Jag’s hard-earned praise was well deserving of it. Yet her shock had been second only to her disappointment upon meeting Jaina. She was beautiful by human standards, and she was a good pilot. Jaina was brave, and the soldier in Shawnkyr admired her dedication to the war. She had sacrificed much and had faced many hardships. Had these been reason enough, Shawnkyr would have packaged Jag in gift wrap and dropped him off at Jaina’s doorstep. But the Jedi pilot was also undisciplined, brash, and often rude. And there was just something emotionally selfish about her. Her tendency to disobey the chain of command and her disrespect of her elders had repelled the Chiss pilot, but worse was that Jaina encouraged this behavior in Jag. What Shawnkyr had understood later, upon her return to Ascendancy space, was that it was Jag’s right to indulge in his heritage, that no matter how much Shawnkyr wished otherwise, he was not like her, would never want to be like her, and that Jaina gave Jag something Shawnkyr never could. These realizations hurt, and from that day, something uncomfortable and dark had lodged within her, a seed of unacknowledged jealousy over the fact that for Jag, Shawnkyr’s friendship was no longer enough. Yet still, she had been pleased that he had found some measure of peace, and though she would never completely approve, she liked seeing his eyes light up in happiness. And along with Cem and Wyn – the Baron and Baronness were not as enthusiastic about Jag’s choice – Shawnkyr had expected something more permanent to come from his relationship with the Jedi pilot. She had been astonished when he returned from Alliance space not only lacking a wife but also lacking Jaina entirely. I asked her to come to Csilla several times, and she always refused, he had told her. How could Jaina not understand the significance of his offer? One did not simply invite someone to Csilla for a tour. Rarely were outsiders permitted entry into Ascendancy space – even Mara Jade and Luke Skywalker had almost been barred from Chiss territory. The fact that Jag had been willing to put his career on the line to get Jaina into Ascendancy borders had spoken volumes of his devotion to her. Yet she had not been able to trouble herself to come at least once. She mentally sneered. And then she had become a Joiner. There was no worse offense in Chiss eyes. Even if she wanted Jag back, and even if he wanted her, it would not be possible. Joiners would never be allowed to enter Ascendancy space, not after the destruction of five entire families. Shaking her head, she berated herself. Instead of comforting Jag, as a good friend ought to, she was running through a mental tirade of someone who was now part insect. “You are worried,” she stated as she noted the unhappiness in eyes. “Yes,” he murmured. “I am.” He traced an invisible design on her leg. “If it is Jaina…” He sighed. “I protected her once at Qoribu. I put my name – my family’s name – on the line for her and the Jedi Wookiee. And in return, she launched an unprovoked attack against the Chiss.” He raised his blue eyes to meet hers. “I can’t do it again.” “Will you meet with her?” she asked softly. He shook his head. “I need to contact Admiral Rekan for instructions. We are in a state of alert, and I am not permitted to open any dialogue with our enemy unless I receive authorization.” She looked at him curiously. “The Jag Fel of five years ago would not have hesitated, especially when Jaina Solo was involved.” “The Jaina of five years ago no longer exists.” He looked tired. “And I have changed as well.” “For the better,” she added. They were quiet for a few moments until, “What if she wants to re-establish your relationship?” Jag frowned. “I doubt she will. And I doubt I would want to either. There is too much between us now, and she will now never be welcome into the Ascendancy.” “You could leave it,” she suggested, not wanting to advocate such notions but knowing it was her duty to do so. Fortunately, the idea held as little merit for Jag as it did for her. “I find myself aggrieved at how easily you wish to be rid of me, Ailen Mel.” He shook his head. “As much as I like the Alliance, the Ascendancy is my home. My family is here. My friends are here. You are here.” His fingers idly toyed with her hair as he continued, “Five years ago, I would have considered an alternate arrangement. I would have kept my job as CEDF liaison, and I would have asked Jaina to live with me for part of the year in the Ascendancy and the other part in GFFA space.” Jag stretched out his legs. “But now I am back in the military. I am a Chiss soldier, and this is where I am meant to be.” But Shawnkyr had to wonder if Jag could be happy in the Ascendancy. Last night had made her realize that he would be destined to loneliness if he restricted himself here. He was not like Cem, who was content to go from one relationship to the next. Jag, at heart, was a family man, and he needed someone to love. He needed it desperately. He shook his head, as if trying to banish thoughts of Jaina from his mind before looking at her pensively. “I just want you to know…that you are not a replacement for Jaina. What I feel for you for you is different, separate.” He drifted off. “Though I wish the madness of what I feel had not induced such a sacrifice from you.” Though she felt relieved to know that she was not a replacement, she did note his use of the word feel as opposed to felt. Perhaps his desire for her was not yet over. “It is no sacrifice if it ensures your happiness,” she said quietly. “I know that if our situations were reversed, you would do the same for me.” She cocked her head. “And...if it has not passed, I will be here for you as long as you need me.” He smiled at her then with no small amount of gladness. His other hand reached out and took hers as she marveled at his easy intimacy with her. “Are you hurting, Shawnkyr? From last night?” he asked kindly, having known that he had been her first. “No,” she replied as she felt her face heat. It was an intimate question he was asking, but one that he had every right to ask. “I feel fine.” He sighed in relief. “I was worried that I might have hurt you.” She shook her head. “No Tako, you did not.” He toyed with her fingers. “If you are not otherwise engaged, have dinner with me tonight.” When she looked at him in surprise, he added, “Just dinner.” It was on the tip of her tongue to refuse; she did not want Jag to become attached to her, and there was Athan to consider…But then again, Jag was her friend, and Athan was already assured of her hand in marriage. And truth be told, she had missed spending time with Jag – well, spending time with him in an uncomplicated way. She offered him a small smile. “Dinner is fine.” There was pleasure in his eyes. “Good. I shall look forward to it.” They stood and made their way to the door. But before she could key it open, he grabbed a hold of her arm and made her face him. “You are alright, aren’t you, Ailen Mel?” he asked as his eyes intently searched her face. “Jag, if you ask me one more time…” she let the threat hang in the air between them. But her eyes twinkled to let him know there were no recriminations on her part. He smiled in return, but he did not release her. Instead, he leaned forward. Shawnkyr held her breath at the brush of his mouth on hers, the contact so tantalizingly gentle that it took all her concentration to absorb each shift of pleasurable sensation. It was not a taking kiss; had it been, she might have recoiled from the show of dominant strength that she had so readily accepted last night. Yet the relief of this controlled exploration allowed her to relax and let the urge to know flow freely. The feather caresses teased her into responding, and no sooner had her lips softened and parted than the light pressures changed to a deeper searching, and she felt a great swell of yearning for something move through her. Was the normal flow of these feelings blocked around other Chiss? Was this strange shifting inside herself the release of barriers that had been subconsciously broken by Jag? Her mind and body were in such a whirl of inner chaos that she was not aware of lifting her arms. The instinct to press closer, to hold onto this moment, to see it through as far as it went, made her place her arms around his neck. Whatever Jag had awakened in her would not be denied, and she decided that she might as well enjoy the moment while it lasted. His embrace instantly tightened as he molded her body to the hard length of his, and his mouth engaged her in a far more passionate intimacy as he stirred a sensual storm reminiscent of last night. It felt as though he was reaching out with every fiber of his being, and the thrill of it was too enthralling to stop. It was Jag who broke off the all-consuming flow of desire as he suddenly threw his head back, dragging in air, breathing so hard his chest heaved, which brought back the still new sensitivity to her breasts and stirred an intense frustration at the abrupt halt to what he had started. She stared at him in confusion, seeing the tension in his face and body, not understanding anything except that he had stopped kissing her. He moved the hand he had curled around her head and touched her swollen lips, tracing them with his fingers. “I have to go,” he murmured. “I need to return to my quarters and shower. Carnen is waiting for me.” Shawnkyr nodded. Of course he would shower first. No matter what, Jag was not the type of man who would go from sex to society without some ablutions in between. And now that her sanity was returning, she felt her embarrassment grow in leaps and bounds, and she wanted nothing more than to be free from his scrutiny. “You should go then.” Yet Jag still did not leave. He was observing her with a strange look in his eyes, taking in her disheveled hair and askew robe. “I will see you at the senior staff meeting,” he finally said. He moved away from her and smoothed his uniform before departing. Once he left, she headed to her own refresher unit and showered quickly, but the beat of the ions against her super sensitized body made her flinch in discomfort, so she hurriedly ended it. Entering her bedroom once again, she was confronted by the sight of her bed with its rumpled sheets, and she could swear that Jag’s distinct scent lingered everywhere. All this served to remind her of what had passed last night, and unwillingly, images of their bodies tangled together flashed through her mind. Sighing in frustration, she struggled to compose herself. Pulling out a fresh undertunic, she had to button it slowly because her fingers kept fumbling. Jag’s knowing hands had easily slipped her clothes off her body. When she was finished with that, she grabbed the brush off her dresser and ran it through the mussed strands. Even at the height of his ardor, Jag had lavished much attention on her hair, running his fingers through it and inhaling its scent. Once her hair was taken care of, Shawnkyr eyed her face in the mirror with a great deal of concern. Her lips were still swollen, and there was a slight shadow at the base of her neck. He had spent much time coaxing passionate responses for her, and when his own passion had become nigh uncontrollable, his kisses had become hotter. There was nothing she could do about the state of her lips, she finally decided, but at least the collar of her uniform would hide the small bruise. Finally finished with the arduous task of dressing herself, she made her way into her sitting room as she decided what to do. She was off duty today, and her only fixed engagements were the senior staff meeting…and her dinner plans. She had no wish to go to the mess hall, where she would be faced with many of her fellow officers – and perhaps Cem – and she was just not ready for any contact just yet. She could go to her office, where she would be hidden away. But eventually she would be found. And she knew she would get no work done. Ostensibly completing reports, the smooth paneling of the walls would receive more scrutiny in her current state of mind than the datapads that littered her normally pristine desk. Entering her small kitchenette, she poured herself a glass of liquid stimulant, but she barely saw what she was doing. Could not see because she was thinking, wondering, agonizing. She tried to stop, tried to focus, tried to put everything from her mind. She felt tired. Lethargic. Completely incapable of performing even the most simplest of tasks in the wake of yesterday. Just thinking about last night sent a tiny jolt of electricity right through her body. Unconsciously, she raised trembling fingers to lips that still felt bruised and tender. She would be useless all morning, unable to think about anything except how his mouth had tasted on hers as his arms had held her close, the hot, musky scent of his powerful body, how he had felt around and above and inside her. Though she had come to him untouched, she had known what to expect. But she had not expected it to be like…that. She had never lost all control before, to the point where everything blurred together and the galaxy went away, and she did not know where she ended and he began. She was not even sure of what exactly she had said and done during parts of it…but she could definitely remember enough to bring a solid flush to her cheeks. And she suddenly realized why humans, people that she had previously shaken her head at, the people who abandoned all, thrown away their careers, duties, and security for the sake of such passion, acted as they did. If they experienced something even remotely like what she had experienced last night with Jag, then she understood perfectly well. If she were human, she would do the same thing. But even if Shawnkyr wished it, she could never be that sort of person for him. And Shawnkyr did not wish it. She was Chiss, he was human, and it would never be socially sanctioned. And as much as she had enjoyed last night, a part of her still recoiled from it. The fear of such emotional intimacy disturbed her on a primal level, as did the fear that such feelings would distract her from her duties. After all, if the Chiss people were reduced to what she was right now, the Ascendancy would be leveled within a day. “I cannot stay here any longer,” she muttered to herself. Luckily, she knew the perfect place to go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I knew I would find you here.” Athan stopped in front of a clawcraft and regarded the woman who was sitting inside the cockpit. Mild embarrassment flashed across Shawnkyr’s features at being caught in her favorite hiding place. “How did you guess?” He climbed the small ladder and braced himself against the sleek black clawcraft. “Surely you credit me with more intelligence than that?” he asked, amused exasperation lining his words. “I was thinking,” she finally offered. “I needed a quiet place.” “I can understand why you would avoid your office, but are your quarters not quiet enough?” Athan’s black uniform did little to hide his lean form, and his handsome, aristocratic features seemed more predatory under the harsh lights of the empty hanger bay. He was six years older than her, a man just entering the prime of his life. His blue skin was smooth and unlined, and his black hair gleamed with a bluish sheen. His nose was strong and straight, his mouth was perfectly balanced. Although his jaw was slightly squarish, the firmly defined chin lent even more strength to his features. Despite the impressive framework, it was his eyes that drew and dominated, piercing red eyes, all the more compelling for being set off by thick black lashes and arched eyebrows that carried more than a hint of arrogance. They scanned her expression with too sharp an intelligence for Shawnkyr’s comfort. She bit her lip, unwilling to explain that it was her quarters that she had wanted to escape. All the defenses she could summon snapped into place. With the most determined deliberation she could manage, Shawnkyr adopted a careless air. “I am a pilot. Where else would I find peace except in my fighter?” “May I join you then?” There was purpose written in his eyes, indivertible purpose. As much as Shawnkyr wanted to defy it, she knew that he would not be turned away, for a ruthless hunter always caught up with what he was hunting. Yet she tried anyway. “Surely you have better things to do than to sit here with me.” “You are the person I want to be with,” he parried with dangerous directness. Defeated, she nodded her acquiescence as he settled more comfortably. “While we are on leave, would you honor me with your company?” he asked. “You have yet to meet my family.” “Of course.” She heard rather than saw Athan’s smile. “The timing for our shore leave is most convenient. There is an orchestral concert on Csalpar I would like to take you to.” He looked at her with a slight trace of anxiousness. “From what your father has told me, you are fond of music.” “I should like that very much,” she said softly as she wondered once again how easy it was to be with Athan. He did not threaten the security of her emotions, nor did he expect anything from her that she could not give. “Shawnkyr, are you satisfied with our arrangement?” he asked suddenly, his eyes examining her closely. She jerked her head up to look at him. Their arrangement, as he had put it, had been agreed to tacitly by both of them. And why not? They were two people who understood each other, an intelligent Chiss male, shrewd and cunning, whose expectations of his wife would be matched by her expectations of him, a man not given to romance, his booted feet at all times firmly rooted to the ground; a bright Chiss female, stronger than she seemed, who understood the demands and hazards of Ascendancy life, who wanted the things her spouse would want and appreciated the skill and sacrifice by which they were obtained. Shawnkyr and Athan were alike. They matched. Her eyes traced his features, seeing in him the same, narrow-eyed intensity that she saw in her father. A small part of her wanted to confess last night’s activities to him, but she also knew that involving Athan in this matter would complicate an already complicated situation. And so far, what she and Jag had done last night had not affected her relationship with Athan. “I am,” she stated in an even tone. “Are you?” “Yes,” he said instantly, as if he had no doubts. “I am perfectly satisfied.” But neither of them said they were happy, Shawnkyr reflected, since happiness was not a state to be sought. “Do you plan to attend the senior staff meeting, or will you continue to sit here in contemplation for the rest of the day?” he said, once again interrupting her musings. Belatedly, she glanced at her chronometer. The hours had passed by swiftly. “Shawnkyr?” Athan was holding his hand out to her. “We must go, or we shall be late.” She grasped his hand and climbed out of the cockpit before nimbly hopping down to the ground. He released her hand but touched the small of her back as he guided her towards the turbolifts. Once inside, he keyed in the proper deck before speaking again. “Spending time with me was not so bad, was it?” The soft intonation made the comment sound very, very personal. Without thinking, she turned to him and lifted her face to his, which though close to hers, was far more unfamiliar to her than Jag’s was. Athan stared back at her, his eyes widening as he perceived her intentions. Hesitating, he lowered his head as one cool hand tilted her chin. She inhaled the fresh, sharp scent about him as his closed mouth very carefully and politely rested upon hers. Finding no resistance, his lips, as cool as his fingers, opened as they kissed her expertly. Yet his hands did not touch her otherwise, and he did not draw her any closer. He moved away from her then, cocking his head as he gazed at Shawnkyr with questioning eyes. What could she say? That she had been possessed of the illogical wish to compare Athan’s kisses to Jag’s? Luckily, she was spared from answering as the lift doors opened. Quickly making their way to one of the conference rooms, they entered to find Carnen, Colell, Urnal, Hallas, and a few other senior officers. No Jag, however. Carnen must have seen her scan the room, for he hastened to answer. “Commander Fel is on his way.” Athan took a seat, but Shawnkyr moved to the small table at the far wall where refreshments were kept. Pouring herself a glass of water, she wondered yet again at Jaina’s unlooked for transmission. At the sound of the door opening, she looked up to see Jag enter the conference room. He hesitated near the entrance as he looked at the occupants of the table and frowned slightly at her absence from the group, but looking up, his face warmed instantly when he saw that he was mistaken. “Now that we are all here,” he said as he took a seat in between Carnen and Hallas, “We can begin.” He nodded at Carnen. “If you would start us off.” “Of course, Commander.” Carnen relayed the facts briskly. “Four hours ago, communications received a message coded in Idol Smasher. We traced the source to the moon of Kr, and after decrypting it, it read thusly.” Carnen activated a holodisplay, and within seconds, a stream of Cheunh text floated in the center of the table. To Cmdr Fel. Would like to meet and discuss situation before it escalates. Please send response back at this frequency. Knight Jaina Solo. “It could be a trap,” said Urnal immediately. “The Jedi have shown themselves to be treacherous when it comes to the Killiks.” “Furthermore, how do we even know this message is from Knight Solo?” That was Hallas, who was eyeing the floating words carefully. “It could be a ruse.” He hesitated before saying, “Everyone does know of your past connection with her, sir.” Jag nodded. “Yes, I imagine the entire galaxy is aware of my personal life. I can, without a doubt, thank sludge news reporters for that.” Amusement reflected on the faces of his officers, but Shawnkyr was glad to see that Jag was able to find humor in the situation. He continued, “And I have wondered the same thing myself. Colonel Athan and I spent all morning in a holoconference with Admiral Rekan and a few others on the CEDF Council. They cautioned me to proceed carefully, but they gave me their permission to initiate contact.” Carnen looked surprised. “That is highly irregular, sir. It is not CEDF policy to treat with our enemies.” “But Knight Solo is not yet our enemy.” Athan spoke up now. “Though she is a Joiner, she is still an acknowledged member of the GFFA Jedi Order, and as such, communications with her are permitted under certain conditions.” “She attacked us,” said Carnen stubbornly. With a patient air, Athan explained, “The Ascendancy must assume she is acting as an ambassador in this situation until or unless we hear otherwise. As for her attack on our supply depot, we do not know any details about it, and as reluctant as I am to say this, our policies demand that we allow her to explain her situation to us.” Shawnkyr raised her eyebrows. Such a lenient outlook from their superiors could only mean that the Ruling Council wanted to prevent the war as well, and they were willing to listen to what a Joiner had to say if it could lead to a halt in Killik colonization. “Jedi or not, she has no business being in Ascendancy space,” she finally said. Athan smiled ever so slightly. “On that account, you have nothing to be concerned about, Commander.” He looked to Jag, signaling him to continue the conversation. “Carnen, when this meeting is over, I want you to send a message back on the frequency Knight Solo provided and ask if a meeting in three days time is acceptable.” Jag rubbed his eyes tiredly. “Also, make sure you state that this meeting must be held in an uncolonized area of the buffer zone, and she must arrive either by herself or with another Jedi. There can be no Killiks with her. Make sure to emphasize that.” “Yes, sir,” said Carnen unhappily. Jag looked at the faces around the room, his eyes lingering a few seconds longer on Shawnkyr before saying, “I realize that Knight Solo's presence on this ship is a matter of great discomfort, but she will be under guard, and her interactions with the crew will be limited. No one will become a Joiner under my watch.” His voice softened. “And for all we know, she may be trying to help us. Let us keep that in mind.” Everyone nodded. “Good. Now, moving on to normal business...” He glanced at the datapad in his hand. “Hallas, your engineering report?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No lurkers allowed. I reviews. And if anyone else wants an update PM, let me know. Author Notes: - The Chiss don’t know yet that Jaina was duped by Jacen. - Idol Smasher – a common code used during the war against the Yuuzhan Vong, it was employed in TJK by the Chiss, Hapans, and the Falcon. - The Killiks have not colonized the entire buffer zone, but they are steadily expanding into it, which is in violation of the Qoribu Truce. -----signature----- "The Sun Crusher was originally conceived as a humane alternative to Kyle Katarn." http://www.thedarknest.com Dark!Horny!Jacen 1 6177 86515
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TheCrazyRodian Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 11/9/05 5:11am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!! - Date Edited: 11/10/05 6:43am (2 edits total) Edited By: TheCrazyRodian
	FIRST? EDIT: I have to do homework, so my second edit will be to dissect the post. I just wanted to celebrate my good fortune at being the first. EDIT2: Yesss. A real reply! A flare of anger spiked within her as she thought about Jaina Solo. In all her life, Shawnkyr had yet to meet anyone who had such a bad sense of timing. Had the message arrived even yesterday, then Jag might not have spent the night with Shawnkyr. Conversely, had the message arrived a few days later, then she and Jag could have adjusted to their altered relationship more easily. Bad sense of timing--that's a Solo trait if I ever saw one. But oh no, Shawnkyr, you couldn't have expected everything to be easy, could you? But the Jedi pilot was also undisciplined, brash, and often rude. And there was just something emotionally selfish about her. Her tendency to disobey the chain of command and her disrespect of her elders had repelled the Chiss pilot, but worse was that Jaina encouraged this behavior in Jag. And the emotional selfishness is what makes Jaina and Jag's relationship so painful. She had been astonished when he returned from Alliance space not only lacking a wife but also lacking Jaina entirely. I asked her to come to Csilla several times, and she always refused, he had told her. How could Jaina not understand the significance of his offer? One did not simply invite someone to Csilla for a tour. Rarely were outsiders permitted entry into Ascendancy space â€“ even Mara Jade and Luke Skywalker had almost been barred from Chiss territory. The fact that Jag had been willing to put his career on the line to get Jaina into Ascendancy borders had spoken volumes of his devotion to her. Yet she had not been able to trouble herself to come at least once. That's where cultural differences really hurt Jaina and Jag's relationship. She didn't understand how deeply he cared, and he didn't understand that she didn't. Shaking her head, she berated herself. Instead of comforting Jag, as a good friend ought to, she was running through a mental tirade of someone who was now part insect. --says the woman who just slept with bug-girl's old boyfriend. But Shawnkyr had to wonder if Jag could be happy in the Ascendancy. Last night had made her realize that he would be destined to loneliness if he restricted himself here. He was not like Cem, who was content to go from one relationship to the next. Jag, at heart, was a family man, and he needed someone to love. He needed it desperately. And there's the key. Jag needs stability and commitment, and from Jaina he gets neither. But from Shawnkyr he gets both, only their culture forbids intermarriage. Everything is too complex to be solved simply. Shawnkyr held her breath at the brush of his mouth on hers, the contact so tantalizingly gentle that it took all her concentration to absorb each shift of pleasurable sensation. It was not a taking kiss; had it been, she might have recoiled from the show of dominant strength that she had so readily accepted last night. Yet the relief of this controlled exploration allowed her to relax and let the urge to know flow freely. The feather caresses teased her into responding, and no sooner had her lips softened and parted than the light pressures changed to a deeper searching, and she felt a great swell of yearning for something move through her. You want him, Shawnkyr. That's what makes it so complicated. And she suddenly realized why humans, people that she had previously shaken her head at, the people who abandoned all, thrown away their careers, duties, and security for the sake of such passion, acted as they did. If they experienced something even remotely like what she had experienced last night with Jag, then she understood perfectly well. If she were human, she would do the same thing. But even if Shawnkyr wished it, she could never be that sort of person for him. And Shawnkyr did not wish it. She was Chiss, he was human, and it would never be socially sanctioned. And as much as she had enjoyed last night, a part of her still recoiled from it. The fear of such emotional intimacy disturbed her on a primal level, as did the fear that such feelings would distract her from her duties. That's the conflict of this 'fic summed up in two paragraphs. The battle between what she wants to be and what she can be. But neither of them said they were happy, Shawnkyr reflected, since happiness was not a state to be sought. I just get the chills when I read lines like this--Athan and Shawnkyr are satisfied with their engagement, but neither are happy. It's so good and awful at the same time. I can't decide whether I admire their fortitude or want to beat them over the head for their detachment. Ugh, this is so awkward already. I love it to death. It's gonna be even better when Athan figures out what she and Jag did together. -----signature----- My body wears a green scent, as on the verge Between green laughter and green sorrow I have walked all day Until my legs have gone lame, and still the spring seems spirited away. --Yi Sanghwa
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Gloria Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 11/9/05 7:47am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!!
	Have you ever seen that Nokia video where the cat is on the ceiling fan? My opinion of cats is more or less summed up in the fact that I feel no guilt at laughing. None whatsoever. Yes, I'm aware of how deep your affection runs torwards cats.. In all her life, Shawnkyr had yet to meet anyone who had such a bad sense of timing. As much to my dismay, I have no comment-by-comment reveiws. I hate myself for just saying 'Nice post, I liked it'. As for 'ship topics.. I'm trying to by unbiased! I am! But it's not working out too well. -----signature----- "And when the Chiss grew suspicious, they killed things."
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JediTristan Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 11/9/05 9:57am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!!
	O no, the complications of sex. sigh If only. Man, poor shawnie. I think she and athan are going to grow to really like each other, if not love each other (one can only hope). and Jaina does sound horrible, even if it is from Shawnie's perspective. I was most impressed by shawnie's confusion. I love that she's like "NOW WHAT?!?!" and is like trying to get back to that spot. Poor Athan's gonna suffer for it, I guess, unless she can get a sense of perspective (no, sex isn't the ONLY thing in life.). DUN DUN DUNNNN, Jaina's gonna mess things up for the Chiss, I can tell.... -----signature----- The Empire, she is beautiful, no? I wonder that Skywalkers always come back to despotism. It seems the only way for them to stay in control, to make sure the galaxy is run right. Everything I tell you is a lie.
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Chimpo_the_Sith Title: FanForce CR FF Poland Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 11/9/05 9:59am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!!
	Oh man now I'm going to show you how to write long replies Are you ready? Are you sure? You can still turn back!!!! Ok here it goes... Nice post And that's all -----signature----- You can read this? Good you don't need glasses
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pregnantpadme Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 11/9/05 11:23am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!! - Date Edited: 11/9/05 12:18pm (1 edits total) Edited By: pregnantpadme
	CHIMPO OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!!! Chimpo...I didn't know you had it in you! You made my morning! -----signature----- Is Anakin still dead? Not in my new story: Fragile Oh, look... there's a link right there http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30173930/p1/?69
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stickster Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 11/9/05 11:34am Subject: RE: Friends No More (Jag and Shawnkyr) - New Update 11/09!!
	Ooh good post. (Two things you've posted today have been weirdly reflective of my life. For example, I'd like to make a big poster for Jag and my roommate that says, "DO NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOUR FRIENDS." Heh.) The look at Jaina from Shawnkyr's perspective was interesting - first, because it was so scathing it made me wince, second, because it shows how not unattached she is to Jag. Heh. I'm really curious to see how this is going to end up... -----signature----- "But I was going to Tosche Station to pick up some power converters!" Jaina/Everybody fics in my profile Yum, boys.
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