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Jedi_Johnson Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 12:02pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Again)
	Wow, you're just a posting machine. keep it up, this story is wonderful. -----signature----- Why so serious?
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Kathryn Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 12:10pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Again)
	Great post once again. Loved the last line. -----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: 5/31/02 2:07pm Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Third post-WOW) - Date Edited: 6/8/03 3:27pm (3 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	Jacen Solo was running. Running through the gnarled, twisted corridors of the remains of Curscant, his heart pounding madly, his breath coming out ragged and labored. Behind him, the pounding of heavy footsteps grew louder, and angry Yuuzhan Vong voices shouted menacingly. Jacen kept running. He had to, no matter that his lungs were about to burst, that every muscle in his body was screaming in agony, that he was barely holding onto consciousness. He had to keep running, because Jaina was coming. Run, Jasa, Anakin's voice filled the air. Run! An explosion shook the ground and Jacen stumbled, slamming his head against the rocks. He fought back the wave of darkness that threatened to overtake him, and pushed to his feet, stumbling through the smoke billowing around him. There was a loud crash up ahead, and Jacen's hand went to the lightsaber at his hip. There were two there, but his hand slipped unconsciously onto the one belonging to his brother. Footsteps were coming towards him now, from ahead of him this time, and Jacen did not hesitate. He drew his blade and ignited it, not even noticing that it was purple, not green. Jacen, don't! Anakin warned sharply. Jacen, stop! Jacen hesitated, unsure what Anakin was trying to tell him. Two silhouettes began to move towards him through the smoke, wavering and flickering like spirits. Jacen held his blade at ready, and as the first figure emerge from the smoke, he struck. Jaina, look out! Anakin screamed, and only then did Jacen see the face of the figure before him. He cried out, but his swing had too much momentum. Luckily, Jaina swung her blade up to parry his, violet clashing against violet, her fierce brown eyes boring into his. They stayed like that a long moment, blades locked, eyes locked, and then Jaina took a step back, extinguishing her blade. Jaina held out her hand to him silently, her fingers outstretched toward him. Jacen slid his hand into hers, and for a moment all was right in the universe. He was complete again, whole. And then he woke up. Jacen sat up in his cell, panting hard. Vergere was meditating in the corner, but she opened an eye when he gasped for air. "A dream, young one?" she asked softly. Jacen shook his head, positive that what he had seen had been no dream. "No," he said, barely able to keep a smile off his face. "It's Jaina. She's calling to me." Vergere raised an eyebrow in concern. "How far away is she? Can you tell?" Jacen paused, closing his eyes for a moment. He reached out with the Force, extending his perceptions beyond the cell walls, beyond the palace, beyond the city streets, and searched for his sister. A jolt went through him when he found her. It was like someone had turned on a light after months and months of darkness. He clasped his sister's presence tightly, felt her reach out to him and do the same, and tears welled up in his eyes. Jaina, he cried. Jacen! Her delight and relief shouted back at him like a hail storm. In that moment there was no anger, no fear, only happiness. Jacen had never felt anything quite like it. He probed her gently, searching for a trace of the darkness that he had felt surrounding her the last time he had felt her presence, and was relieved to find none. There was an intense sorrow buried deep within her, but he did not probe it. That was Anakin's place, her grief was a private thing, and he would not intrude on it. Judging by the way she stiffened when he touched the memory of Anakin, he knew she wasn't completely over her anger at him for what had happened on Myrkr. He gave her a gentle brush with the Force, embedding it with all the love and warmth he could. She hesitated briefly, and Jacen realized that he would have to deal with her blame over Anakin's death soon, but for now he pushed all thoughts aside and embraced her hungrily. For months he had felt incomplete, unfinished, and it had been agony not to reach out and feel his sister, not to just brush her once, to reassure her and to reassure himself that she was alright. He could not live without Jaina. They were twins, they had been together since before birth. They had been created from the same breath of the Force. One could not be separated from the other, just like what they were could not be separated from what they were to each other. Still, there was an uneasiness in Jaina, one that surprised and worried him. There was a resistance to him, even though she was clearly ecstatic that he was alive. He was about to question her, then Tahiri's presence filled his senses, and he stumbled under the tortured grief buried inside of her. Anakin's death had devastated her, devastated her in ways Jacen could only imagine. Tahiri reigned in her grief and sent Jacen the image of Jaina clutching a holo of Anakin to her chest, sobbing openly. He knew this was not a real memory, only a symbolic representation of what Tahiri was trying to tell him. He gave her a grateful brush and touched again on the pain washing over him through his Force bond with her, and vowed to help Tahiri in any way he could once they got off of Curscant. And to talk to Jaina about Anakin, he added silently, dreading the latter. While Jacen had spent his months in captivity mourning his brother and putting his spirit to rest, Tahiri and Jaina still burned with raw grief that made Jacen's heart ache and brought his own pain to the surface. But now was not the time for sadness. He knew that. There would be time for that later. Right now they had to escape, then he could worry about everything else. And everyone else. Mom, Dad, Uncle Luke, Aunt Mara, Jaina, Tahiri, Zekk, Lowie... Tenel Ka... It was not the first time he had thought of the Dathmori warrior princess during his captivity, nor would it be the last. Tenel Ka was such a big part of Jacen's life, and he hadn't even known until it was almost too late. But sitting alone in a cell, battered and broken, waiting for the Vong to capture his sister so that they could be sacrificed, he'd managed to sort out alot of his priorities. As soon as I get back, he promised himself. As soon as I get back I'm finding her, and I'll tell her everything. Everything that I should have told her years ago. "Can you tell your sister that we'll meet her outside the Senate Hall?" Vergere asked, placing a hand on his shoulder and jolting him back to reality. "I think so," Jacen nodded. He reached out for his sister, calling, Meet us at the Senate Hall. We're making our escape now. He felt her agreement, and her eagerness to see him alive and well, with her own eyes, and couldn't help the giddy smile that crept onto his face. Can't wait to see you, either. He gave Tahiri a warm nudge, felt her clasp him back quickly, and then he disengaged and turned his attention to Vergere. "We're all set. Jaina and Tahiri are already on planet and moving fast. They haven't even been seen yet." Vergere nodded. "Good. We must hurry, for I doubt that they will remain unseen for long." Jacen stood and extended his hand. Vergere reached into her robe and pulled out his lightsaber. She placed it in his hand and gave him a meaningful look that he understood. She ignited Anakin's blade in her own hand, and once again Jacen felt a lump rise in his throat, but he quickly swallowed it down. "After you," he said, gesturing at the door. Vergere smiled that strange smile of hers. "Thank you, Jacen." And she plunged Anakin's blade into the door, slicing it cleanly in half. Before any of the guards outside could react, Vergere was flying through the air, violet blade flashing, and the warriors fell at her feet. Jacen leapt out into the hall, glancing around. "Coast is clear." "For now," Vergere warned grimly. "Follow me. And keep your attention on watching for trouble." Jacen obediently turned and ran after her down the hallway, using the Force to keep a look out for the Vong. He found it much harder to do than in his training sessions with Vergere, though, because one thought kept running through his head, over and over. Jaina. He could feel her presence nearby, and the thought of seeing her again, the thought of holding her in his arms after so long, was driving him crazy. It had been so long since he had felt her presence, since he had felt that powerful link between them blazing with fire, and now he could feel her. In a few minutes, he would see her. And after that he would see his family again. His mother and father, his Uncle Luke and Mara, even his baby cousin Ben. And he would see his friends. And Tenel Ka. Jacen pushed himself into a sprint, suddenly unable to keep from grinning. -----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: 5/31/02 2:15pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Third Post)
	another wonderful post. Everything's gonna be OK right? right? -----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 2:35pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Third Post) - Date Edited: 5/31/02 2:52pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Jedi_Johnson
	Wonderful. You have a real talent for leaving us on the edge of our seats. EDIT: HA HA HA I snagged the #50 post. -----signature----- Why so serious?
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HIM_EMPRESS_RENEE Registered: Mar '01	Date Posted: 5/31/02 3:34pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Third Post)
	More!!! soon... Please!!! -----signature----- I am the Empress of THIS Galaxy. And very soon the UNIVERSE will be mine for the taking!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
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Jaya Solo Registered: Jul '99	Date Posted: 5/31/02 4:04pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (Third Post)
	Great story! -----signature----- Padawans: DreamingIce, LostJedi26 Restoring Order: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24000645 Green Eyes 4: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=24195159 Palpatine's Blog: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/25399668
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 4:14pm Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (4 times) - Date Edited: 6/8/03 3:40pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	Luke Skywalker sighed, tearing his gaze away from the stars overhead. It was night time on Mon Calamari, but on Coruscant it was only mid-afternoon, and that's where Luke's thoughts had been all evening. Jaina is gone. Jacen is alive. He alternated between being angry over the first and relieved over the second. If something happened to Jaina, Luke would never forgive himself for not going after her himself. He should have been prepared to stop her, he should have known she would go after Jacen. Then again it was a situation that Luke had deemed impossible, Jacen had been dead- Luke had been sure of it. And yet here he was, Jedi Master and uncle, waiting for the Force to show him some sign of the fate of Leia's children. Her surviving children, he thought with a bitter sigh. Luke had been the one to send Anakin's team to Myrkr, and although Leia and Han both assured him that they did not blame him in any way, Luke could not help blaming himself. He had watched Anakin grow up, he had helped raise him. The boy had been like a surrogate son to Luke, all of Leia's children had. Anakin's death had shaken Luke's very being, shaken him so badly that he constantly questioned himself and his decision to send the strike team to Myrkr. He knew Anakin would not want him to think that way. The voxyn had been a major threat to the Jedi, and Anakin's team had managed to destroy the last bit of voxyn cloning material. The voxyn already cloned were dying fast, and the Yuuzhan Vong had one less weapon to kill the Jedi with. It was a justifiable sacrifice when one looked at the big picture, but to Luke it was a tragedy. Anakin was special, Luke mused to himself. Special in a way that I can't really define. He was meant for something greater. For some higher purpose. Luke sighed again. He knew that Jaina thought that Anakin had begun to figure out something, some missing piece of the Force that was lost with the fall of the Old Order. Luke had a nagging feeling that Jaina was right. With Anakin's death we lost our brightest star, he thought sadly. But perhaps all was not lost. Jacen was alive, somehow, even Luke was shocked at that. Luke had felt Jacen die. He had felt the familiar flame that was his oldest nephew burn white hot and then die out completely. Other Jedi, including Kyp Durron, had felt it. But Jaina Solo had not, and now that Luke took the time to analyze that, it made sense. Although he had no idea what he had felt, or how Jacen had seemed to die when he had not, it suddenly seemed perfectly clear that Jacen's twin would have felt it, no matter how deep she had been in the dark side. Jacen's death would have been something the dark side could feed off of, something it could use to fuel Jaina's anger and hatred. And yet Jaina had felt nothing. And then there was Luke's own twin Leia, who had felt what Luke felt but was certain that Jacen was still alive. She was Jacen's mother after all, she had a connection with him older than Jacen himself. Luke had chalked her denial up to shock, but now it was clear that the Force had given Leia insight it had refused him. That puzzled Luke, for normally it was the other way around. Perhaps it's because Jacen is her son, he told himself. In truth, he had absolutely no idea what was going on, and he didn't like feeling that way. It made him vulnerable, and in this war, vulnerability could get him killed. He reached out with the Force, extending his perceptions beyond Mon Calamari, towards the Core Sector, onto Coruscant, searching for some sign of his nephew Jacen. He could feel Jaina without effort. His niece blazed in the Force like a star gone nova, and through their link Luke knew she had been in contact with her brother. Contact through the Force. Using Jaina as a conductor, he reached for Jacen, and found his nephew's strong, vibrant presence near his sister's. Not yet together, but close. Jacen reached back for him, quick and reassuring, and then withdrew, leaving Luke with the impression that he was in a situation requiring complete concentration. Luke drew back to himself, not wanting to distract him. A smile lit Luke's face as he leaned against the balcony of his room. Jacen was alive. Jacen was strong. Jacen was fighting. And soon, Jacen would be home. Luke knew it with Jedi certainty. Smiling, he turned and entered the quarters he was sharing with Mara and called out a soft mental summons to his wife. She emerged from the 'fresher, her copper hair wet and clinging to her scalp, dressed in a jumpsuit that matched her eyes. She paused in the doorway, seeing his grinning face, and asked, "What is it?" Luke went to her and took her hand in his. "Jacen," he said. "Jacen is coming home." Mara's eyes brightened. "Are you certain?" she asked softly. "I haven't felt him with Jaina yet..." She trailed off and Luke knew that she was unsure what to think. Mara had a close bond with Jaina, but Jaina had been reserved for a while, and she was obviously still sheilding some. Luke nodded. "I'm certain. Jaina is on Coruscant, and Jacen is nearby. They've spoken to each other, through the Force." His grin widened till it reached his eyes. "And Jacen has spoken to me." Mara smiled, her relief flooding over him through the Force. "By the Force. It's a miracle, isn't it?" She threw her arms around her husband and held him tightly. "It certainly seems that way," Luke agreed. Mara stepped back, searching his gaze. "Does Leia know?" Luke shook his head. "Not yet. I'm going to let her feel it for herself. Jaina is incredibly close to Jacen. I'm certain that as soon as the twins are together again, Leia will know. If she doesn't already." Mara nodded. "I'm sure she will." She hugged him again, then smiled. "I think that we should probably make some preparations." Luke raised an eyebrow. "Preparations?" Mara rolled her eyes. "Party preparations, Farmboy. This is a big deal. I think Jacen might appreciate a welcome home party, don't you?" "That's why I love you, Mara," Luke said, tilting her chin and kissing her softly. Mara's eyes narrowed in amusement. "I thought you loved me because I decided not to kill you?" Luke grinned. "That too." -----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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Jedi_Johnson Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 4:41pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (4 times)
	"That's why I love you, Mara," Luke said, tilting her chin and kissing her softly. Mara's eyes narrowed in amusement. "I thought you loved me because I decided not to kill you?" Luke grinned. "That too." LOL. That was a great line. -----signature----- Why so serious?
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 4:43pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (4 times)
	JJ: Thank you There should be anothe rpost up either late tonight or tommorrow, so keep your eyes open -----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 5:09pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (4 times)
	Aw, that's great! Everyone's happy! Oh, no, everyone's happy?! That's bad, isn't it? They're jinxing themselves, aren't they?! Well, maybe I'm reading too much into it...hope so. Anyway, wonderful post! -----signature----- "Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end."
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jags_gurl Registered: May '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 5:43pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (4 times)
	great update! the last little bit was sweet! can't wait for more. -----signature----- limiting my time on the boards to focus on the school year sooooo....lurkerextrodanaire i am.... =====@[-------------------------------- O< Squishy of TKL's Lomin Ale Wraiths >O chi omega
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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 7:51pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 5/31 (4 times)
	Thanks everyone Ooh, loook... new readers A new post will be up very, very soon. -----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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Jedi-Princess-Solo Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 9:24pm Subject: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/1 - Date Edited: 6/8/03 3:48pm (3 edits total) Edited By: Jedi-Princess-Solo
	There was a loud crash as amphistaff collided with lightsaber. Vergere spun, parried her attacker's next strike, and feinted left, then slashed low. The purple blade in her hand sliced open his chest plate. She risked a glance over her shoulder to see how Jacen was faring. Jacen was engaging a fierce looking warrior, obviously one of great skill, and Vergere was grateful that Tsavong Lah wanted Jacen alive. If we don't succeed, at least Jacen will live, she thought bitterly. Another voice in the back of her head replied, Until they capture Jaina, that is. Vergere spun and blocked a strike aimed at her head, driving back her attacker with enough force that he stumbled. He recovered his footing quickly, though, and scythed his staff around in a cut that aimed at her chest. Vergere spun inside the arc of the cut and parried it wide with Anakin Solo's lightsaber. She continued her spin, pivoting on her right foot, and brought her left foot up in a round house kick that cracked her heel against the Yuuzhan Vong's face mask. The Yuuzhan Vong staggered backwards and caught his legs amidst a sharp pile of debris. he fell back, off balance, and found his limbs tangled in the rubble. Before he could disentangle himself, Vergere closed in and slashed at him twice, the first swipe dismembering his chest plate, the second opening him from hip to hip. Jacen was handling the last of the guards. This batch, anyway, Vergere muttered silently. His opponent lunged and Jacen parried, slashing low at his legs, and managing to slice through his left leg, taking it off at the knee. Vergere was impressed to see the warrior now balancing on one leg. The warrior snarled, then let loose a stream of angry strikes, all of which Jacen blocked, grinding his blade down on the amphistaff. Jacen leapt above the next strike, then slashed down and caught the warrior's right arm at the juncture of his elbow. Sparkling and smoking, the acid green lightsaber sawed off the warrior's arm and the amphistaff clattered to the floor. Eager to keep moving, Vergere steeped in and carved her blade across the warrior's chest, splicing open his flesh. Jacen gave her his trademark lopsided smile. "Thanks." Vergere nodded. "Come. We must hurry." Jacen gave a curt nod in reply and broke into a run along side her. She carried his brother's lightsaber at ready, and, not for the first time, she saw him wince when he looked at it. Vergere understood, she was a Jedi after all. Or she had been, a lifetime ago. A lightsaber was a Jedi's most prized possession, his life. From what Jacen had told her, Anakin's lightsaber was very special to the young man, and she knew that it pained Jacen to see someone else wielding it. You can return it to Jacen once you are off of Coruscant, she told herself. Right now you need it. The Yuuzhan Vong destroyed your lightsaber years ago. You must keep Anakin's for now if you are to survive. Pushing away those thoughts, Vergere raced through the twisting corridors of the gnarled remains of Coruscant. The debris was scattered across the halls, and they had to jump over heaps of metal without breaking stride, but they pushed on. Vergere could hear voices shouting in Yuuzhan Vong behind them. "Jacen Solo has escaped!" "Vergere is a traitor!" "Capture Solo!" "Kill Vergere!" Jacen, who could not possibly know what they were screaming, even after the brief lessons she had given him in the native tongue, was panting hard, looking weak and tired, but Vergere sensed an iron determination welling up inside of him, and knew he would not falter. About five seconds before the explosion, Vergere's danger sense went off, and she threw herself aside, using the Force to take Jacen with her. Their lightsabers went clattering to the ground and they both hit the floor hard. Vergere rose to her feet and reached out her hand, calling the silver hilt of the lightsaber laying beside her into her hand. Jacen stumbled, hitting his head, but he climbed back to his feet, grabbed his fallen lightsaber, and began running again. It wasn't until after they had rounded the corner ahead that Vergere realized she now had Jacen's lightsaber, and he had Anakin's. Footsteps echoed through the halls, coming from in front of them now, and Vergere motioned for Jacen to ignite the lightsaber in his hand. He did so, not even noticing he now held a purple blade instead of his own green one. Two silhouettes appeared in the smoke ahead, moving towards them like ghosts, and Vergere could make out the outline of Yuuzhan Vong armor. She hefted Jacen's blade into a dueler's crouch, and Jacen tensed to make the first strike. The first Yuuzhan Vong emerged from the smoke, only a shadow at first. Vergere urged Jacen to attack, but he hesitated, a confused look on his face, as if he was trying to figure out a puzzle. The second Yuuzhan Vong stepped beside the first as they came into clear view, both tattooed warriors. Vergere lunged, green blade driving towards the one closest to her. Only to be stopped by two purple lightsabers. Vergere stepped back in surprise. She looked from Jacen's stony face, illuminated by the purple blade he held, back to the Yuuzhan Vong holding the violet blade. The second Vong had a lightsaber, too, this one a deep blue hue. Vergere looked at Jacen again, seeking an explanation, but it was the Yuuzhan Vong warriors who gave her the answer. "Hello, Vergere," the one holding the violet blade said, and it was not a Yuuzhan Vong voice she heard, but a human one. The Vong touched the side of his nose, and his skin began to peel away to reveal human flesh. The second Vong did the same, revealing piercing green eyes and a tousle of golden hair. Vergere watched as the lead warrior faded into the familiar form of the Pretender, Jaina Solo. "Jaina!" Jacen cried, throwing his arms around his sister in a fierce embrace. Jaina wrapped her arms around his neck with furious strength. "Jacen!" They held each other for a long moment, and, just as Vergere was about to interrupt, they released one another. It was obvious that both twins were trying not to cry, and that there would be a more personal and emotional reunion once they were safely off of Coruscant, but for now both twins recognized that they had to focus. "How did you know it was us?" Jaina asked. "I was shielding." Jacen looked quite taken with himself, and Vergere shook her head in amusement. "I had a vision, when you were calling to me earlier. In my vision I was here, and I lunged to attack, but it was you." Vergere got the impression he wasn't telling her everything, but she didn't mind. A Jedi's visions were for him and him alone, unless he chose to share them. "Luck for us," The One Who Was Shaped said flatly, and Vergere got little from her except that she was wrapped up in numerous emotional shields. "Hey, Tahiri," Jacen said softly to The One Who Was Shaped. He slid his arms around her in an affectionate hug, less fierce than the one he had shared with his twin, but no less loving. The One Who Was Shaped gave him a weak smile. "Hi, Jacen." She kissed his cheek. "Glad to see you alive." Jacen grinned. "Glad to be alive." Vergere turned to Jaina Solo, and found the woman's intense dark eyes studying her from under thin, dark eyebrows. For a moment Vergere started, taken aback by how much this girl looked like her grandfather. That same fierce look about the eyes, the same determined set of her lips. Jaina had changed since Vergere last saw her on Myrkr, but the intensity of her eyes had not. "We have a ship nearby," Jaina Solo said evenly, her voice betraying even less than her sense in the Force. "Are you coming with us or do you want to stay?' "I would be grateful to accompany you offworld," Vergere replied. Jaina didn't show any reaction tot hat one way or another, but she nodded curtly. "Well, then, let's go. The Jade Shadow is about a hundred kilometers that way." Jacen raised his eyebrows. "Aunt Mara let you borrow her ship?" The One Who Was Shaped snorted, and Jaina smiled like a Tuskan wildcat. "Define let." For the first time since his capture, Jacen Solo laughed. "Aunt Mara is going to kill you." Jaina's wicked grin did little to ease Vergere's nerves. "Only if the Vong don't kill us first." -----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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Jade243 Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 5/31/02 9:33pm Subject: RE: Devotion(post RS)- Jaina/Jag; Updated: 6/1
	Yay! New posts Keep them coming 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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