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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 3/19/06 4:56pm Subject: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge] - Date Edited: 3/19/06 5:03pm (1 edits total) Edited By: JDH3
	Disclaimer: I own nothing! It’s all George Lucas' world; I’m just hanging out for a while. Sue me and get nothing. I’m in charity work aka nearly broke. Author Note: This is my humble contribution to the A/T bikini challenge. I’ll admit that challenges aren’t usually my area of expertise, but I figured I’d give this one a go. And now, onto the ‘fic... Title: Death by Bikini Characters: Anakin and Tahiri. Type: AU Era: Post-NJO Genre: Romance/humor Summary: You’ll figure it out. Author: JD. Feedback: Want it, need it, crave it- clear enough? Death by Bikini Anakin wound his way through the maze of straw and skin huts that made up the Tusken camp, trying his best not to upset the temperamental natives. Tuskens were well known for their often violent mood swings, and he wasn’t looking for a fight. It was true that he was a guest in the village, but he was still an outsider in a place where outsiders were generally very unwelcome. He glanced up, watching as Tatooine’s twin suns finally dipped below the horizon. Night had come to the Jundland wastes, and Anakin smiled as a large full moon took its rightful place in the sky above. He was glad the day had passed at last. Dealing with the heat from the planet’s twin suns was rough even when you had a cooling unit handy, and Tuskens didn’t believe in using such things. It made living among them more than a little uncomfortable for one such as him. Even short visits, as he hoped this would be, felt interminable. Anakin wiped the sweat from his brow, pushing a lock of his damp hair back off his forehead in the process. A cool desert breeze swept through the encampment, and the young Jedi Knight smiled. Now if only Tahiri would hurry and get back, he thought. The distant cry of a Bantha snapped Anakin out of his reverie. He walked to the edge of the camp, his eyes scanning the desert beyond the small oasis. After a few moments, he spotted a Bantha and its rider approaching at a steady, if slow, clip. It was Tahiri; he could feel her. She wasn’t alone, of course. After all, Tuskens always rode single file to hide their numbers. Under the light of the full moon, the Tusken scouting party reentered the camp. Tahiri - attired in traditional Tusken dress - climbed down from her Bantha mount with practiced ease. It was, she thought, good to be back. Anakin was there to greet her, though he was careful not to be too public with his affections. Tuskens had very specific ideas when it came to relations between husbands and wives, and their concept of romance was, to say the least, a little limited. “I’ve missed you,” Anakin whispered to her, standing close. “Same here, Dummy,” Tahiri whispered back, handing the reigns of her Bantha off to another Raider. “How’d it go?” Anakin asked, curious. Tahiri shrugged noncommittally. “We found some Krayt Dragon tracks not too far off, so I think this will be the last night they camp here for a while. I think they’re overreacting a bit, but they have their ways.” “Well, this is their home, so I guess they know what’s best,” Anakin responded reasonably. “I lived here, too,” Tahiri pointed out. Anakin looked abashed. “Right. Sorry.” A tribal elder approached Tahiri, jabbering something Anakin, with his limited grasp of their native tongue, couldn’t decipher. Tahiri replied quickly, sparking a short exchange. The meaning behind the words was lost on Anakin though. Through the Force, he could sense it was nothing too serious, but that was all he could tell. When it was over, her attention shifted back to him. “Everything okay?” he queried. “Fine,” she assured him. “He just wanted me to know that a hut has been prepared for us to use during our stay.” “Oh, that’s what that new hut is for,” he said slowly. “I would have helped, if I’d realized what they were doing while you were out,” he said, feeling somewhat guilty. Beneath the sandshroud which covered her head to waist, Tahiri smiled. “C’mon, Dummy, let’s go investigate our hut,” she said, taking his hand in her carefully wrapped hand. Anakin smiled. “Lead the way,” he urged. The interior of the skin hut was lit by more than a dozen candles, and there was a small hole cut into the roof that allowed a bit of moonlight to shine in, as well. All in all, it was rather cozy. “You know, for a species with their... reputation, this is a pretty romantic setup,” Anakin mused aloud. He plopped himself down amidst a mass of simple, handmade pillows and blankets. Tahiri stood bathed in pale moonlight at the crux of the hut, her head tilted to one side. “Think so, Hero-boy?” Anakin nodded as he rose briefly to remove his Jedi cloak. He sat back down, tossing his cloak aside. “Yep, though, if you don’t mind me saying, some of their customs do leave a little something to be desired, if you take my meaning.” Tahiri’s posture straightened. “You know, Anakin, a husband and wife are not supposed to show their skin to one another at all, except on their wedding night.” Anakin frowned. “This is going to be a short visit, right?” he asked hopefully. With deliberate slowness, Tahiri began the task of unwrapping her bandaged hands and feet. “In fact, showing your skin is grounds for exile, even death,” she went on, ignoring Anakin’s question. Anakin winced. “That seems a little harsh.” “It’s their way,” she said simply as she finally freed her bare feet from their coverings. Anakin finally noticed what Tahiri was doing. “Um, you sure you want to be doing that?” he asked nervously. “You mind?” she gave him a sideways glance, a blonde eyebrow quirked. “No-no, not at all,” he replied hastily, raising his arms in front of him in defense. “It’s just... well, we are guests here. And like you said: they have their ways. I mean, I doubt they could really hurts us if it came to a fight, but these are your people, sort of.” “That’s true,” Tahiri conceded casually. “But I’ve been away for a very long time, Anakin, and I haven’t readjusted to the heat yet. I was out there in the desert baking under those suns all day, and I need to relax.” Anakin briefly considered pushing the flap covering the doorway back to allow more air in, but thought better of it. The tribe made allowances for his dress, but probably wouldn’t do so for Tahiri, who’d been raised among them. “It’s a lot cooler now that the suns have set,” he observed. Tahiri’s covered head shook. “Okay-okay, I guess I’m just being silly,” he admitted. “I just don’t want to be sent into exile, or killed,” he laughed. “You wouldn’t risk it for me?” Tahiri queried seductively, pulling her sandshroud over her head and off. Anakin’s eyes went round. “I...” Tahiri grinned mischievously, then wriggled out of her heavy desert cloak. The homespun garment pooled at her feet, leaving her clad only in a itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow-polka-dot bikini. She slowly ran her hands over her scantily clad form. “You’re right, Anakin, it is a little chilly now,” she purred. Anakin gulped loudly, pulling at the neck of his tunic. “Actually, I’m feeling rather warm,” he said shakily. Tahiri got down on all fours and crawled over to where Anakin sat. “Hmm, maybe you can share some of that warmth with me, then?” she suggested, barely brushing her lips against his. “I’m so dead,” he lamented. Tahiri kissed him passionately. “What’s the penalty for...” He started to question her when they finally pulled apart. Tahiri used one hand to shove Anakin onto his back. She raised herself up onto her knees, looking down at her husband. “Anakin.” “Yeah?” he asked weakly. His eyes were still wide and his breathing was ragged. A quirky smile tugged at her lips, and she lowered herself down to where he lay. Her palms resting on either side of his shoulders and face looming just millimeters above his, she said, “You talk too much.” Anakin grinned as Tahiri kissed him, wrapping his arms around her. Tomorrow they might both find themselves on the wrong end of a Gaffi stick, but at least they would die happy, thanks to an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow-polka-dot bikini. THE END. -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Burning Hearts (ROTS AU): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22374649/p1/?54 The Sith Insurrection: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/16260600/?2
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Courtney_Solo Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 3/19/06 6:20pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	Loved it, JDH3! haha, that's amusing. C S -----signature----- "Look for me by moonlight, I'll come to thee by moonlight, Though hell should bar the way." - Alfred Noyes I'm not around anymore. Sorry, fellas.
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FelsGoddess Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 3/19/06 6:35pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	“I just don’t want to be sent into exile, or killed,” he laughed. I can't say I would either. Very cute. -----signature----- Knighted by Tahi
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YodaKenobi Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: May '03	Date Posted: 3/19/06 9:18pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	“You’re right, Anakin, it is a little chilly now,” she purred. Anakin gulped loudly, pulling at the neck of his tunic. “Actually, I’m feeling rather warm,” he said shakily. I bet A quirky smile tugged at her lips, and she lowered herself down to where he lay. Her palms resting on either side of his shoulders and face looming just millimeters above his, she said, “You talk too much.” Cute Nice post, JD Liked the creativity in the approach, putting them in the Tuskan camp with the rules about "bearing ones skin". A very sweet story. Anakin's nervousness was funny and Tahiri was cute Great work -----signature----- FADA Therapist The Lands of the Dead: http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28522077/p1/ Blood Trail: http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28636429/p1 "We're Jedi, not assassins."— Anakin Solo
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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 3/20/06 4:01am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge] - Date Edited: 3/20/06 4:03am (1 edits total) Edited By: JDH3
	Courtney_Solo: Loved it, JDH3! haha, that's amusing. Thank you! Glad it was amusing. FelsGoddess: I can't say I would either. Yeah, exile or death doesn’t sound like much fun to me either. Very cute. Glad you think so. YodaKenobi: I bet Yeah, I’d put good credits on it myself. Cute Nice post, JD Liked the creativity in the approach, putting them in the Tuskan camp with the rules about "bearing ones skin". A very sweet story. Anakin's nervousness was funny and Tahiri was cute Thanks, my friend. I wanted to do something a little different from the other entries I’d seen, and this seemed to make sense. shrugs Great work You’re too kind. -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Burning Hearts (ROTS AU): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22374649/p1/?54 The Sith Insurrection: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/16260600/?2
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Thrawn McEwok Title: TFN EU Staff Registered: May '00	Date Posted: 3/20/06 4:16am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	JDH3: Death by Bikini Tuskens were well known for their often violent mood swings, and he wasn’t looking for a fight. Is he... projecting? He glanced up, watching as Tatooine’s twin suns finally dipped below the horizon. Night had come to the Jundland wastes, and Anakin smiled as a large full moon took its rightful place in the sky above. Nice. Establishes the scene perfectly... and also, of course, it's an echo - and, with the moonrise, continuation - of the ANH sunset... Very elegant. And dare I ask... the full moon. Is that making anyone... frisky? Under the light of the full moon, the Tusken scouting party reentered the camp. Tahiri - attired in traditional Tusken dress - climbed down from her Bantha mount with practiced ease. It was, she thought, good to be back. Anakin was there to greet her, though he was careful not to be too public with his affections. Tuskens had very specific ideas when it came to relations between husbands and wives, and their concept of romance was, to say the least, a little limited. Aww. Interesting contrast with Anakin's thoughts, his focus on the mood-swings... the difference between an insider and an outsider “I’ve missed you,” Anakin whispered to her, standing close. “Same here, Dummy,” Tahiri whispered back, handing the reigns of her Bantha off to another Raider. Aw. I've missed them too.... “Well, this is their home, so I guess they know what’s best,” Anakin responded reasonably. “I lived here, too,” Tahiri pointed out. Han/Luke...!? Anakin looked abashed. “Right. Sorry.” But that's entirely Anakin. Beneath the sandshroud which covered her head to waist, Tahiri smiled. “C’mon, Dummy, let’s go investigate our hut,” she said, taking his hand in her carefully wrapped hand. Anakin smiled. “Lead the way,” he urged. I like this 'fic - it's a sequence of clear moments, simple combinations of complex things, each of which adds another element to the overall context... The interior of the skin hut was lit by more than a dozen candles, and there was a small hole cut into the roof that allowed a bit of moonlight to shine in, as well. All in all, it was rather cozy. “You know, for a species with their... reputation, this is a pretty romantic setup,” Anakin mused aloud. He plopped himself down amidst a mass of simple, handmade pillows and blankets. Tahiri stood bathed in pale moonlight at the crux of the hut, her head tilted to one side. “Think so, Hero-boy?” Let me guess - she asked her brothers, or something? “It’s their way,” she said simply as she finally freed her bare feet from their coverings. How did Tahiri have bare feet as a kid? “No-no, not at all,” he replied hastily, raising his arms in front of him in defense. “It’s just... well, we are guests here. And like you said: they have their ways. I mean, I doubt they could really hurts us if it came to a fight, but these are your people, sort of.” “That’s true,” Tahiri conceded casually. “But I’ve been away for a very long time, Anakin, and I haven’t readjusted to the heat yet. I was out there in the desert baking under those suns all day, and I need to relax.” Anakin briefly considered pushing the flap covering the doorway back to allow more air in, but thought better of it. The tribe made allowances for his dress, but probably wouldn’t do so for Tahiri, who’d been raised among them. Heh. She's playing with him - and without dialogue or narrative saying it, he's loving it... Tahiri grinned mischievously, then wriggled out of her heavy desert cloak. The homespun garment pooled at her feet, leaving her clad only in a itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow-polka-dot bikini. She slowly ran her hands over her scantily clad form. “You’re right, Anakin, it is a little chilly now,” she purred. Anakin gulped loudly, pulling at the neck of his tunic. “Actually, I’m feeling rather warm,” he said shakily. Tahiri got down on all fours and crawled over to where Anakin sat. Purring? Moving on all fours? Yep, definately a full moon? “Hmm, maybe you can share some of that warmth with me, then?” she suggested, barely brushing her lips against his. “I’m so dead,” he lamented. Tahiri kissed him passionately. “What’s the penalty for...” He started to question her when they finally pulled apart. Tahiri used one hand to shove Anakin onto his back. She raised herself up onto her knees, looking down at her husband. “Anakin.” “Yeah?” he asked weakly. His eyes were still wide and his breathing was ragged. A quirky smile tugged at her lips, and she lowered herself down to where he lay. Her palms resting on either side of his shoulders and face looming just millimeters above his, she said, “You talk too much.” Anakin grinned as Tahiri kissed him, wrapping his arms around her. Tomorrow they might both find themselves on the wrong end of a Gaffi stick, but at least they would die happy, thanks to an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow-polka-dot bikini. Brilliant! I particularly like the way you balanced the wider, deeper characterization with the very funky narrative of the story itself - a simple line like Tahiri's “You talk too much.” means so much to A/T... Great way to end it! - The Imperial Ewok -----signature----- A/T = OTP "To write one Solo twin as an angstbunny, Master Skywalker, might be considered unfortunate. To write BOTH that way looks like carelessness."
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Healer_Leona Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 3/20/06 5:32am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	That was really quite nice. Loved the playful banter. Very romantic and exciting. -----signature----- Still crazy after all these years.
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Kissa Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 3/20/06 6:00am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	Wonderful. I love the characterization. -----signature----- Padawn to NYCitygurl I'm more Word Processor than human; Twisted by plot bunnies and feedback cravings! Replica: Sequel to Replaced: http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/24053902/p3
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brodiew Registered: Oct '05	Date Posted: 3/20/06 8:27am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge] - Date Edited: 3/20/06 8:44am (2 edits total) Edited By: brodiew
	I really like your style, JD! this was humorous, sexy, and even educational in terms of Tusken customs. Anakin's discomfort in the heat. Tahiri's return to her roots. Anakin's discomfort in the hut. Tahiri shedding tradition...and her clothes. This is where my temperature started to rise... Tahiri grinned mischievously, then wriggled out of her heavy desert cloak. The homespun garment pooled at her feet, leaving her clad only in a itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow-polka-dot bikini. She slowly ran her hands over her scantily clad form. “You’re right, Anakin, it is a little chilly now,” she purred. Anakin gulped loudly, pulling at the neck of his tunic. “Actually, I’m feeling rather warm,” he said shakily. Tahiri got down on all fours and crawled over to where Anakin sat. “Hmm, maybe you can share some of that warmth with me, then?” she suggested, barely brushing her lips against his. Is it hot in here? JD, you expertly wrote a sexy, sensual scene without crossing the line. Bravo! -----signature----- Drabble Babble the Third: http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29083113/p1/?23
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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 3/20/06 4:57pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	Thrawn McEwok: Is he... projecting? Perhaps a little. Nice. Establishes the scene perfectly... and also, of course, it's an echo - and, with the moonrise, continuation - of the ANH sunset... That’s what I was going for. nods Very elegant. And dare I ask... the full moon. Is that making anyone... frisky? Perhaps. Aww. Interesting contrast with Anakin's thoughts, his focus on the mood-swings... the difference between an insider and an outsider Whew, glad that came across right - I was worried it might not. Aw. I've missed them too.... Me too! Han/Luke...!? Yep. Nice catch. But that's entirely Anakin. nods I like this 'fic - it's a sequence of clear moments, simple combinations of complex things, each of which adds another element to the overall context... Stop it! And thanks. Let me guess - she asked her brothers, or something? That would be my guess. How did Tahiri have bare feet as a kid? You know, I couldn’t figure that out myself. Heh. She's playing with him - and without dialogue or narrative saying it, he's loving it... That’s true! Purring? Moving on all fours? Yep, definately a full moon? Yep! I like that reaction! Brilliant! I particularly like the way you balanced the wider, deeper characterization with the very funky narrative of the story itself - a simple line like Tahiri's “You talk too much.” means so much to A/T... Great way to end it! It seemed fitting. Healer_Leona: That was really quite nice. Loved the playful banter. Very romantic and exciting. Thank you. I’m glad you liked it. Kissa: Wonderful. I love the characterization. You’re too kind. brodiew: I really like your style, JD! this was humorous, sexy, and even educational in terms of Tusken customs. That’s kind of you to say. Anakin's discomfort in the heat. He’s not his grandfather. Tahiri's return to her roots. Home is where the sand is? Anakin's discomfort in the hut. Poor kid was in over his head. Tahiri shedding tradition...and her clothes. This is where my temperature started to rise... Well, that was the point. Is it hot in here? Maybe just a little. JD, you expertly wrote a sexy, sensual scene without crossing the line. Bravo! Aww, shucks! I’m happy it worked for you. -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Burning Hearts (ROTS AU): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22374649/p1/?54 The Sith Insurrection: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/16260600/?2
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Whitey Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 3/22/06 1:03pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge] - Date Edited: 3/22/06 1:04pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Whitey
	My reaction: I'm ashamed of myself for doing this, but: [Nelly]It's gettin' HOT IN HEEERRRREEE! -----signature----- "I really didn't rub against his bicep? I mean, it had an elbow."
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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 3/22/06 6:45pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge] - Date Edited: 3/22/06 6:48pm (1 edits total) Edited By: JDH3
	Whitey posted: My reaction: All good! Whitey posted: I'm ashamed of myself for doing this, but: [Nelly]It's gettin' HOT IN HEEERRRREEE! Is it bad that I actually remember that song easily? -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Burning Hearts (ROTS AU): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22374649/p1/?54 The Sith Insurrection: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/16260600/?2
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Alishu06 Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 3/23/06 7:36pm Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	That was so cute! I loved it!!!!!!! Great job! -----signature----- Always Remeber that they fought and are fighting for your FREEDOM Master to Handmaiden_Azul and SKYWALKER024
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Inara Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 3/27/06 4:23am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	I thought I had reviewed this, but I guess not. This 'fic was cute, funny, and so filled with Anakin and Tahiri-ness. I can't imagine anyone else in this type of situation as these two. I loved that despite being married, Anakin was still kind of hesitant - but then Tahiri is a take charge kind of girl - even as a Tusken! Great entry! -----signature----- you lose you win you pay for all your sins http://www.freewebs.com/blue-inara/index.html - Behind the Blue Door Master to Whiskers
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JDH3 Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 4/5/06 3:44am Subject: RE: Death by Bikini [A/T Bikini Challenge]
	Alishu06: That was so cute! I loved it!!!!!!! Great job! Thank you very much. Inara: I thought I had reviewed this, but I guess not. shrugs It happens to all of us from time to time. This 'fic was cute, funny, and so filled with Anakin and Tahiri-ness. I can't imagine anyone else in this type of situation as these two. Yeah, it struck me as the kind of situation that A/T and only A/T could get themselves into. Glad you agree. I loved that despite being married, Anakin was still kind of hesitant - but then Tahiri is a take charge kind of girl - even as a Tusken! Yep, Tahiri has always had to lead her “Dummy” around, especially when it comes to romance, sans their first kiss, of course. Great entry! Thank you! -----signature----- Winner of a Golden Ewok™ with Corellian Bloodstripes. Burning Hearts (ROTS AU): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/22374649/p1/?54 The Sith Insurrection: http://boards.theforce.net/Beyond_the_Saga/b10477/16260600/?2
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