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Jade243 Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 4:38pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30
	Excellent post Solo! Keep 'em coming -----signature----- 'Yes... this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... This Land.' 'I think we should call it your grave.' 'Ah. Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal.' 'Hahaha. Mine is an evil laugh.'
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 6:45pm Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again) - Date Edited: 5/30/02 7:01pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	Shouts echoed through the crumbling hallways. Angry, harsh voices yelled in the Yuuzhan Vong tongue. Jeedai. There were Jeedai in the battered palace, moving swiftly and dispensing anyone who got in their way. They were dangerous, and they had already killed a dozen warriors as they made their way through the palace. They were females, two of them, and Tsavong Lah wanted one of them alive. She knew who it was that the guards were looking for. They wanted the Pretender, the one who dared to call herself Yun-Harla, who defied the Yuuzhan Vong gods and bore the title Trickster with a sneer. She was here, and she had come for her brother. She broke into a run, heading immediately for the detention block. Time was running out, and if she didn't act fast... There was an explosion ahead, from the location she was headed for. The shock sent her into the wall and she nearly fell, but caught herself and pushed on. There was smoke billowing into the corridor, and she smelled something burning. She stumbled around the corner just in time to see the Jeedai reach their destination. The Pretender was there, slicing her violet blade through the iron door between her and her twin, a determined scowl on her face. The One Who Was Shaped was beside her, swinging her blue blade back and forth, fending off thud bugs being thrown at them and yelling curses at the Yuuzhan Vong in their native tongue. They didn't see the warrior dropping from the ceiling until it was too late. The One Who Was Shaped whirled to attack, but it was too late. An amphistaff shot through her throat and she fell back, gasping blood. The Pretender screamed her name, dark fury in her eyes. She sliced the door open and threw herself at her friend's murderer, driving her blade across his head with a sickening screech. His head rolled off his shoulders, and she kicked his body out of her way before engaging the other warriors behind him. The door crashed outward into the hallway and the male twin emerged, looking tattered and bloody, but determined. He screamed his sister's name and called the blue blade the fallen Jeedai had dropped into his hands, then joined his twin in battle. Out of the shadows stepped Nom Anor, hurling a razor bug at the female's back. She whirled, batting it aside with her blade, and scowled at him. She extended her hand and the ceiling began to cave in on top of him. With a satisfied smile the Pretender returned her attention to the battle around her. Except that now they were surrounded, and Tsavong Lah was making his way down the corridor. There were two voxyn straining to get loose from a guard in the next hallway, and Tsavong Lah had a nerve gas vial in his hand. Realizing that he was going to render them unconscious and take them captive, the Pretender looked at her twin, speaking to him through an unspoken bond, and looked over her shoulder at the transparisteel. Following her thoughts, her brother nodded and took her hand in his. They extended their hands and the entire building began to shake as the walls and ceiling began to crumble. The air itself began to grow hot and flames erupted from the floor, reaching hungrily for the Yuuzhan Vong warriors. The Pretender squeezed her brother's hand, and they launched themselves out of the transparisteel and began to plummet towards the ground below. Vergere awoke with a start, her vision fading away as she blinked at her surroundings. She was in the small quarters the Yuuzhan Vong had given her, deep in meditation. She took a deep breath, and concentrated on the images she had just seen. As her vision, and the meaning behind it, became clear to her, she pushed to her feet and hurried out of the room towards the detention block. She walked right past the guards, who knew she was allowed into the prisoner's cell, and flung open the door. The tattered young man looked up at her from beneath dark eyebrows, and for a moment she stopped, remembering a young Jedi with similar features whom she had known a lifetime ago. Jacen Solo was no Anakin Skywalker, though, and Vergere supposed that was a good thing. "Vergere?" Jacen asked, sensing her anxiety. "What is it?" Vergere supposed that Jacen was what human females found attractive. With his dark hair and brooding dark eyes she could see why they might think that. But what Vergere thought was Jacen's best feature was the concerned smile he flashed at people whenever he sensed there was something wrong. Right now, though, she found that smile unnerving. "Your sister is coming," she said quietly. Jacen's eyes widened in horror. "Jaina's coming here?" Vergere nodded. "She and the One Who Was Shaped are on their way." Jacen looked pale and his hands were shaking. "They can't get her. Vergere, they can't take my sister!" "I know, young Solo," Vergere replied softly. "That is why we must hurry. We have much to do if we are to be ready to help your sister when she arrives, and all escape with our lives." Jacen nodded, looking dazed. "Jaina..." he whispered in awe, and, Vergere noticed, a twinge of fear. Sensing her eyes on him, Jacen looked up at her. "Is she still...?" he trailed off, uncertain how to say it, uncertain he could say it. Vergere gave him a slight smile. "Your sister is no longer in the clutches of the dark side, young one." Jacen's eyes lit up with relief and he opened his mouth to speak, but Vergere cut him off. "But if we are not ready when she arrives, she will walk right into the clutches of Tsavong Lah." Jacen's face hardened with steely resolve, and Vergere was again amazed at the fierce bond between the Solo twins. Not for the first time, she wondered if the same was true between the Skywalker twins. She supposed it was, if Anakin's children were anything like their father. "That isn't going to happen," Jacen said firmly. "Jaina is not going to be taken, no matter what." Vergere nodded. "Then we must act quickly, no?" Jacen's brown eyes were sharp. "What do you need me to do?" -----signature----- "Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS "Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization "Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Kathryn Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 6:51pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again)
	Oooh, excellent action. I wish I could write action and mush like you do.. -----signature----- "What can a King ask of a man like me?" "A better world than has ever been seen. A kingdom of conscience. A kingdom of Heaven."
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 6:56pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again) - Date Edited: 5/30/02 6:57pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	Kathryn: ~blushes and beams a BIG smile~ Thank you SO much. I really appreciate it. By the way, I read the end of Reflections and I gotta say... I LOVED it -----signature----- "Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS "Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization "Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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Kathryn Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 7:10pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again)
	Thank you very much. Still not as good as yours though. So there. (hehe) -----signature----- "What can a King ask of a man like me?" "A better world than has ever been seen. A kingdom of conscience. A kingdom of Heaven."
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Jade243 Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 7:15pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again)
	ooo Another great post! -----signature----- 'Yes... this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... This Land.' 'I think we should call it your grave.' 'Ah. Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal.' 'Hahaha. Mine is an evil laugh.'
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Hann315 Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 7:45pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again)
	i cannot believe i JUST found this, but I LOVE THHIS STORY!!!!!!!!! ~Luv Hann -----signature----- "This is the American Express card. Its the finest way of setteling bills known to man. Haven't you read their junk mail?" -Ford Prefect I won't be around until next Sunday. Ciao.
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 8:32pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again) - Date Edited: 5/30/02 8:42pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	Hann: Welcome!!! Glad to have you along. Spread the word Kathryn: I started reading the sequel already- LOVE it I am finishing up the next chapter now so it will definately be up early tommorrow. I have an idea for the chapter after that, so expect two posts tommorrow- maybe even three if I'm on a roll -----signature----- "Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS "Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization "Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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DarthSnuggles1121 Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/30/02 10:15pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/30 (Again) - Date Edited: 5/30/02 10:16pm (1 edits total) Edited By: DarthSnuggles1121
	Yay! Jacen! Great action, and great post! Can't wait for more! -----signature----- "Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end."
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 7:53am Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31
	Aunt Mara is going to kill me. Jaina Solo sighed, shaking her head. There was no point in worrying about that now. What was done was done, and she would just have to deal with Mara when she got back. She checked the consoles again to make sure they were still on course through hyperspace, nodded with content when she saw that they were nearing Curscant, then pushed out of her seat and into the back of the ship where Tahiri was practicing against a remote. Jaina leaned against the wall, watching her friend deftly reflect bolts across her indigo blade. Tahiri was a puzzle, one that Jaina hated to think about at times. She loved Tahiri as if she was a sister, and she very well may have become one by marriage one day, and that was precisely the problem. Tahiri had been Anakin's girlfriend, the love between them carrying through the Force, and the pain over loosing him surrounded her like a heavy cloak. Jaina's own anguish over her little brother's death burned so fiercely in her veins that she woke up sweating at night, but Jag Fel helped ease some of that pain. Tahiri's anguish could not be soothed, though, because the only person she truly loved was dead. It broke Jaina's heart to look at her, and to wonder what might have been if Anakin had lived. Tahiri might not have been alive at all if it wasn't for Anakin. When the Vong had attacked Yavin Four, Anakin had run off to rescue her and the other students by himself. Jaina had been terrified for her brother while he was gone, and angry when her uncle refused to let her go after him, but Anakin had proven himself on Yavin Four, when he had saved Tahiri from a fate worse than death. The Vong had been trying to shape Tahiri into one of them, had brainwashed her into thinking that the Jedi had kidnapped her and were her enemy. Jaina shuddered to think how many Jedi Tahiri could have killed had Anakin not intervened and placed his life in her hands to bring her back to her own mind. Jaina always wondered how he had managed it. Another monumental victory for my little brother, Jaina thought to herself. He always was the hero. She turned to look through Mara's weapons locker so Tahiri wouldn't see the tears welling up in her eyes. She knew Tahiri was devastated without Anakin, and she didn't need Jaina reminding her of her loss. "It's okay for you to cry in front of me, you know," Tahiri said, switching off the remote and clipping her lightsaber back at her belt. Jaina looked at her in surprise. "I know when people are trying to keep me from seeing them cry by now," Tahiri shrugged. "And it's nice that you care and all, but it's not necessary. I'm not going to loose it because you're sad about your brother. I know you love him, too, and I know that you miss him just as much as I do. Maybe more." Jaina wondered if that was possible. The pain radiating off of Tahiri was like a Hoth blizzard, and a severe one at that. She didn't know what to say to that. Tahiri noticed and sat down in one of the hover chairs in the corner and fixed Jaina with her cool emerald stare. "I know you just don't want to make me think about him," Tahiri said evenly. "But I think about him every second, regardless. You aren't going to make me feel any worse than I already do." She averted her eyes. "Nothing can." Jaina went to her side and slid her arms around her shoulders. "I know," she said softly. "I can't imagine what it's like for you, but I know how terrible it is for me, and it's unbearable." Tahiri looked at Jaina, tears shimmering in her eyes. "He told me he loved me," she said hoarsely. "That's how he brought me back on Yavin Four. He told me he loved me and I remembered." Jaina squeezed Tahiri's shoulders. "He did love you, anyone could see that. He loved you so much." "He loved you, too," Tahiri replied softly. "He always felt like you understood him better than Jacen did, like you really cared about what he thought and what he wanted." "Jacen cared, too," Jaina said. "He was just always too hard on Anakin." "He wanted Jacen to be proud of him," Tahiri said quietly. "He was," Jaina whispered. It was true, too. Even when they were fighting about the Force, even when they weren't speaking to each other for days at a time, Jacen was always proud of Anakin. He had been proud to call Anakin his brother. "Did you scream?" Tahiri asked after a long silence. "What?" Jaina asked, breaking away from her thoughts. Tahiri looked up at her. "Did you scream, when you felt him die?" For the first time Jaina saw the true depth of the pain Tahiri was suffering. She saw the shadows around the younger girl's heart, felt the empty blackness whirling inside of her, and knew the cold, icy feeling of loosing the man she loved. Jaina swallowed back a sob. "Yes," she said hoarsely. "I screamed." Bitting her lip, she added, "And then I screamed at Jacen some more." "Do you still blame him?" Tahiri asked, studying he carefully. Jaina sighed. This had been the very question she had been asking herself ever since she felt Jacen's surge in the Force several days earlier. "Somewhat," she admitted, since this was Tahiri. Seeing that her friend was about to protest, she hurried on. "I don't blame him for doing what Anakin asked. I understand that we had to finish the mission. But I would never have left Anakin behind. Never." "Maybe that's why Anakin left Jacen in charge," Tahiri said softly. Jaina started. She hadn't thought of that. "And I proved he was right to do so when I abandoned the mission and went back for his body." Tahiri gave her a weak attempt at a smile. "You weren't the only one." Maybe you were right to leave Jacen in charge instead, little brother, Jaina thought. But that doesn't mean that Jacen was right to leave you. "I don't think I'm mad at Jacen for leaving Anakin," she said slowly. "Or not that much, anyways. I think I'm angry that he dragged me away. That he wouldn't let me stay with Anakin and help him." "He was beyond help, Jaina," Tahiri replied gently. "He was already dying." "You would have gone back," Jaina accused. "Yes, I would have," Tahiri admitted. "And then we would both be dead, and how would that make Anakin feel?" She leaned closer to Jaina and met her gaze with an intensity in her eyes that made Jaina shiver. "I know you wanted to fight beside him to the end, and if it came to it, die beside him. I wanted to, too. But, Jaina, can you imagine how horrible it would have been for Anakin? To face his own death knowing that we were throwing our lives away to die beside him?" Jaina was surprised to hear Tahiri say that, and it must have showed, because Tahiri forced a small, sad smile onto her face, one that made Jaina's heart break for her. "I know, I know, everyone thinks that I'm wishing I had died there with him," Tahiri said. "And I guess I have been. But Anakin had to have been happy, knowing that you and Jacen and I- and all the others-were alive and escaping." "You've really thought a lot about this," Jaina said. "Haven't you?" Tahiri shrugged. "It's kind of hard not to." Jaina squeezed her hand. "I know. It's hard for me not to think about him, too." She paused, biting her lip. "Can I ask you something?" she said in a hushed voice. Tahiri nodded. "How did you resist the dark side when he died? Weren't you tempted?" "I was," Tahiri said simply. "But I was too depressed to be angry, and whenever I felt my anger welling up inside of me, there you were and I saw what the dark side did, and it just sort of faded. It didn't go away, but it wasn't uncontrollable anymore." "Do you think I was weak for giving in?" Jaina asked softly, swallowing hard. "Yes," Tahiri replied honestly, and Jaina winced. "But not in the way you think," Tahiri said. "I think that everything you felt was normal and understandable and that you needed an outlet for all those dark emotions, and the dark side was an easy way to deal with the pain. I don't think you were weak for using the dark side, I think you were weak for pushing everyone away like you did." Jaina opened her mouth to protest, and Tahiri held up a hand, cutting her off. "I know you said you did it to spare everyone the pain when you were killed, but I don't think that's true. I think you were doing it to spare yourself the pain of loosing anyone else that you loved. That's why I think you were weak." Jaina expected to feel some anger over Tahiri's words, but surprisingly she only felt a calm acceptance. "You're right." Tahiri swueezed her leg. "Don't feel too bad. We've all had moments of weakness during this war. We are only human, after all." Jaina raised an eyebrow. "When did you get so insightful?" Tahiri smiled. "Hanging around with your brother too much, I suppose." Her smile faded and she studied Jaina's face for a long moment, biting her lip. "You look like him, you know," she said quietly. "Your smiles are the same and you both have your mother's slender nose." She shrugged. "Anakin has your uncle's eyes, though." "And his chin," Jaina added. "They both have those little clefts in their chins that make them look boyish." "And both of them always have ruffled hair," Tahiri said with a sad smile. Jaina hugged her again. "It'll be okay, Tahiri." She pulled back and offered her a lopsided smile. "Just don't ask me how, alright? I threw that one at Uncle Luke already." Tahiri smiled at her. "And did he have an answer?" "He said he didn't know how, that he just knew it would," Jaina replied with a sympathetic shrug. "Then it will be," Tahiri said, sounding confident. "He's a Jedi Master, after all. He must know what he's talking about by now, right?" Jaina grinned. "He likes to think so, at least." -----signature----- "Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS "Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization "Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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DarthSnuggles1121 Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 8:39am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31
	sniff That was beautiful! Tahiri and Jaina's emotions on Anakin's death were so heartwrenching, especially Tahiri's. Kinda makes you hate the NJO, eh? Why, Troy? WHYYYYYY? -----signature----- "Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end."
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Jade243 Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 9:46am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31
	Great post, Solo -----signature----- 'Yes... this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... This Land.' 'I think we should call it your grave.' 'Ah. Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal.' 'Hahaha. Mine is an evil laugh.'
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Kathryn Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 10:06am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31
	sniff Anakin. Great job once again. -----signature----- "What can a King ask of a man like me?" "A better world than has ever been seen. A kingdom of conscience. A kingdom of Heaven."
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Jedi_Johnson Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 11:42am Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31
	great post. Its good to see Tahiri and Jaina dealing with Anakin's death. -----signature----- Why so serious?
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 11:53am Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 - Date Edited: 5/31/02 11:59am (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	Colonel Jagged Fel was impatient. He was scared, really, and he didn't like being scared, which made him impatient, which made him angry. Sighing, he checked his diagnostics to make sure he was still on course. He was traveling through hyperspace with the other ten Twin Suns pilots, one short since Jaina was missing. Although it felt odd to be flying under Kyp's command instead of Jaina's, Jag had to admit it felt good to be back with them. Now if only Jaina was here it would be perfect, Jag thought with a sigh. His trip through hyperspace had proved to be long and restless, but it had given him time to think. About the war, about his family, but mostly about Jaina. Jaina. Beautiful, brave, intoxicating Jaina Solo. He remembered the first time he laid eyes on her on the Tafanda Bay before the battle of Ithor. She had taken his breath away. She still did that to him whenever he saw her. Whenever she walked into the room his heart skipped a beat and his breath caught in his throat. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and knowing that she was his made him dizzy whenever he thought about her. He had never expected to fall in love with her. He had never expected to fall in love at all. He had even tried to fight it, to deny what he was feeling, but just being around her was intoxicating, and his will had crumbled every time she looked at him. The skirmish over Borleias had been his breaking point. Jaina had been in danger then, and he had been willing to sacrifice himself to get her out of there. When she had plunged back into the battle to rescue him, he had come to understand that she felt the same way he did, and in the face of death she had done the only thing she could do; save the man she loved. Jag would never forget that first kiss in the conference room on Borleias, that deep, longing kiss that had spoken all of the passions, all of the desires, that they had been keeping locked away. In that one moment, Jag had truly been free. He wondered if Jaina had felt that way, too, if she had felt that same relief as all their tortured barriers faded away and they let themselves love one another. Maybe you can ask her, he told himself. After you rescue her that is. He refused to think if, because he knew that once he started thinking that way he would go crazy. He couldn't imagine life without Jaina anymore than he could life without flying. She had become such an intricate part of his life, of him, that the though of loosing her was unbearable. And not just for him. "We will find her," Kyp had said firmly. "Even if we have to tear apart the entire planet itself. We are not leaving without her." In that moment, hearing Kyp's voice break with intensity, Jag had realized how deeply Kyp cared for Jaina. The Jedi Master wasn't in love with her, even Jag knew that, but he did love her, and the idea of living without Jaina in his life was as unbearable for Kyp as it was for Jag. Kyp Durron had lost his family years before Jag had ever met him, and he could relate to the Jedi Master's sense of loneliness. He missed Davin and Cherith more than he could ever say. But while Jag still had his parents, and two younger siblings, Kyp had no one. Well, not no one, Jag conceded with a smile. He has Jaina. Not even Jaina and Kyp were sure how to define their relationship, so Jag didn't even bother trying. He understood that their was nothing romantic between them, but it was still painful at times, to see how close they were and to know that no matter what, he could never share that kind of intimate bond with Jaina. He was jealous of that, he couldn't deny that, but he was glad that Jaina had someone to share herself with in that way. Someone to understand the things that Jag couldn't understand, someone who knew her inside and out, someone who could offer guidance and advice, but never pushed. Sometimes Jag wished he was a Jedi, so he could have that closeness with Jaina. He wasn't, though, and he never would be, so he had to accept that Jaina and Kyp were ... whatever they were. As he made the transition into realspace, Jag's commlink crackled, and the Jedi Master's voice filled his cockpit. "Ready for some trouble, boys? I've got incoming skips strafing the planet's atmosphere. They're headed this way." Jag glanced at his sensors, but they remained blank. "The Force, Fel," Kyp said dryly. "Jedi, remember?" Jag bit back an annoyed remark. He didn't try to conceal his aggravation, though, and he heard Kyp chuckle to himself. Jedi, he thought with mock disgust. "Piggy, your group break left. I'll break right," Kyp ordered. "Twin Suns Three, Twin Suns Four, on me." Jag fell into formation along side Kyp, anxious about flying the shield trio without Jaina. He knew that Corran Horn, a Rogue Squadron legend and a Jedi Knight, was flying as Twin Suns Four for the sole purpose of giving Kyp a hand in case there was any need of Force techniques, but Jag didn't think it would work as well as it did with Jaina. "Don't worry about me, Colonel," Corran said with a light leer. "I've managed not get myself killed, haven't I?" Jag felt his cheeks warm in embarrassment. "My apologies, Colonel Horn. I wasn't implying that you weren't capable. It's just that-" "No explanations necessary," Corran assured him. "It's only natural for you to think Jaina would do it better. She's younger, got faster reflexes, she's had practice with you, she's close to Kyp, and you're in love with her." Jag couldn't help his startled surprise that Corran knew about his relationship with Jaina. After a pause he realized that he probably shouldn't be so surprised. Corran was, after all, a Jedi, and Jag was beginning to think that it was not as easy as he had thought to keep secrets from a Jedi. "This is one of those benefits of being a Jedi, I assume?" he asked. "Knowing all the gossip before the HoloNet reporters?" Corran laughed. "Yes, I suppose so." "Can we focus, here?" Kyp said dryly. "We have a Goddess to save, remember? Short woman, brown hair, brown eyes, pretty smile? Temper like a Ryloth heat storm?" Jag smiled to himself at the accurate description, though he thought that pretty was too plain of a word for Jaina. "Right," Corran said. "Let's go save us a pair of Solos." Jag had almost forgotten that Jacen was on Curscant, too, but now he realized that Kyp's plan was based around more than just rescuing Jaina. They were going to find Jacen, too, and get both twins back to their parents. Jag truly hoped they could save them both, but if it came down to it, came down to leaving one of them behind... well, he knew that he and Kyp were going to be going after the same twin. And it wasn't going to be Jacen. He wondered if Corran knew. Jag had learned from Kyp that Corran was very fond of Jacen, and that he had been one fo the ulterior motives behind Corran temporarily joining the squadron. Let's just hope it doesn't come to that, Jag thought. I'd hate to have to tell Jaina we left her twin brother behind. "Let's try not to make this look too bad," Kyp drawled. "Because if Her Greatness starts complaining because we pulled off a less than spectacular rescue, she's riding home with one of you." -----signature----- "Fight until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more." -Leia Solo in SbS "Love can ignite the stars..." -RotS novelization "Even the stars die out, Anakin Skywalker..." -RotS novelization
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