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TnTornado Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 1/16/07 10:45pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Wow, I missed alot! Great updates, Anakin really needs to let the grief out - he keeps putting it off, and thats what caused some of the problems in canon. Great job Jade, TnTornado -----signature----- I PROUDLY Ship: J/TK, A/T, L/M, H/L, K/J New Viggie - My Emotions(Anakin Skywalker): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/25624549/p1/?5
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Vivid_Scripts Registered: Jan '04	Date Posted: 1/16/07 10:58pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	update soon... pleeeeeaaaasseeeee -----signature----- The ANSWER to 1984 is 1776
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ikarit Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 1/17/07 11:02pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Whoa, very hot kiss. I can't stop grinning! And Anakin's amusing comment to Luminara. He has trouble letting go, huh? Very true! Sorry for the late response, but I didn't get a PM. I saw you said you added me, but I didn't get one...? -----signature----- "The dark is generous, and it is patient and it always wins; but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back. Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars." - Matt Stover, Revenge of the Sith novelization
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HandmaidenVeme Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 1/18/07 9:54pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	This is great! Please add me to your PM list I don't want to miss a thing! -----signature----- Angel #1 the "Mischievous" one "Anakin Skywalker's Towel Girl" Team Edward!
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KELIA Title: Fan Fiction Moderator Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 1/19/07 11:32am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Ack, I missed an update! I'm impressed the Council recognized the pain Anakin was in and sent Luminara and Barriss along on the trip to Naboo. What an amazing kiss!!! I'm glad Barriss is there to "help" Anakin. I hope he gets up the stregnth to say good-bye to Padme. Can I be added to the PM list? Great updates -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 1/23/07 2:20am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic) - Date Edited: 1/23/07 4:00am (2 edits total) Edited By: Jade_Max
	Daenarrah – One thing I think he needs is to allow someone to get close. Someone who can look at his situation from an outsiders perspective and give him some feedback that will help him examine who and what he’s becoming – and his actions to get there. The shared vision is just the start. VaderLVR64 - grin thanks! MistiWhitesun – Indeed polite – Barriss is nothing is not polite laughs and yes, Luminara does have the best lines. I think she’s my favorite secondary character thus far. Thanks for the catch on the typo – I still don’t have a beta so I’m bound to miss some things, no matter how carefully I go over them! bek – Ah, does Luminara think something is going on or did she see more than she’s letting on? Keep in mind Luminara is a more open-minded Jedi than most. In fact, that’s addressed in the following chapter. Jedi Trace - grin thanks I wanted to show that Barriss is aware that she’s not Anakin’s first choice and do so consciously – instead of having them argue where he throws something like “You’re not Padmé” at her. Barriss, being a very sensitive person already, would certainly be observant of those small facts. And yes, it plays a part in their relationship. I’m not usually very good with characters like Luminara, but after reading “The Approaching Storm” I feel like she connected in my brain. I only hope I can keep that in there ‘cause I don’t want to get her out of character. runs off to find Medstar books Raptor517 – Thanks! Anakin’s certainly on a path to real healing now. Handmaiden_Azul – lol! More kisses, eh? Well, I can say with certainty that there will be more of those. It’s just a matter of when. CodyMonKenobi – I haven’t read Medstar either, but I’m going to have to now! I’ll add you to my PM list, thanks for reading and welcome Vivid_Scripts – Welcome and I’ll certainly add you to my PM list. Glad you’re enjoying it! EverydayAngel - gin I didn’t want their first kiss to be typical, or to be once Anakin had healed. There’s no angst factor there if it was Glad you’re enjoying it! obsessedwithSW – Thanks! And why would Anakin be embarrassed? It’s not his Master that caught them _ThatJediScum_ – Nah, she’s going to be the instigator in a lot of ways in this I think. laughs Know what; you’re right. They’re not going to stop at one kiss, it’s now just a matter of when and where the next one will take place dralksakrak – Thanks for reading and welcome! LuminaraFan4Evr – Yup, they kissed. Glad you liked Luminara’s entrance lol! little_miss_jedi – Glad you’re enjoying it! I’d be happy to add you to my PM list. As someone who’s not read the Medstar books, I hope I don’t get her too OOC. TnTornado – Glad you’d enjoying it! As for Anakin’s grief; that’s something he’s going to deal with, believe it or not – mostly since the kiss with Barriss made him realize that living in a “might-have-been” isn’t all its cracked up to be. ikarit – ACK! I’m sorry, a thousand apologies, I thought I’d hit everyone on my PM list! I’ll be sure you’re the first person to get a PM now that this has been updated! Glad you liked the kiss! HandmaidenVeme – Welcome! I’m glad you’re enjoying my story! I can certainly send you a PM KELIA - grin Well, I can just imagine Yoda – “In pain young Skywalker is” heck, Anakin didn’t exactly try to hide it. If Yoda had recognized it and acted on it, things just might have turned out differently. Hence, in this, he did. As for saying goodbye to Padmé – he will. In his own way. I’ll add you to my list Note: I apologize in advance to anyone who doesn't get a PM for this story - I've reached my unopened PM limit of 100 - until some of those are read, I won't be able to send anymore PMs. Thanks for understanding -----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 little Nibbler
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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 1/23/07 2:22am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic) - Date Edited: 1/23/07 5:03am (1 edits total) Edited By: Jade_Max
	Anakin's meditation session with Luminara and Barriss was a disaster. He was unable to concentrate on anything beyond what had transpired between him and Barriss in the corridor. He tried; he really did, but after an hour of inhaling the elusive scents in their quarters, all of which reminded him of Barriss, he'd taken his leave and returned to his own quarters that he shared with Obi-Wan. Reclining on his bunk, Anakin slid his hands behind his head and took a deep breath as he resolutely closed his eyes. He tried to blank his mind, to sleep; he hadn't slept well since news of Padmé's death had reached him and nightmares about his mother plaguing him when nightmares about Padmé weren't. He focused himself elsewhere, shying away from it and brought to mind the events of that morning. His mouth tilted into a bewildered half-smile as he did, marveling at the range of emotions she'd drawn from him. His mind was reeling, his lips still tingled - even his scalp tingled. Barriss' kiss hadn't been anything like the previous stolen pecks from amorous admirers. Those had been swift, stolen from cheek and lip like shadows; he'd barely felt them, barely recognized them. He'd been kissed by dozens of women, dozens of girls, none of whom he could have recollected with a name or a face. He'd grown to accept that girls his age found him attractive, even if he'd secretly been holding out the hope of meeting Padmé again now that he was older. But that hope had been dashed by the report of her death on the landing pad. He felt the surge of grief that accompanied the thought, but it wasn't as powerful as it had been, didn't hold him in thrall like it had before. Barriss' company and, yes, her kiss, had warmed him and filled him in a way he'd not expected. There was a pleasant glow that accompanied the touch of her hands, the taste of her lips and the smell of her hair. He supposed it wasn't surprising considering the circumstances. Barriss had commented on the need for physical intimacy with the news of the death of a loved one. But was that all it was? Was Barriss simply a distraction, a way of moving past his grief? He frowned, opening his eyes to stare at the ceiling. He didn't think so; he hoped not. He'd never really thought about Barriss as anything more than a colleague, a fellow Padawan - but one he could relax with. And now? Now indeed. The now was harder to answer. He didn't know. All he knew was that her presence here was the only thing that kept him from rash action; she was his anchor in the emotional storm that had become his life. The one thing that helped keep him sane with his world set to crumble about him. She was the one person he trusted implicitly, a fact that disturbed him almost as much as her kiss had. Barriss waited anxiously after Anakin left them, struggling to maintain the core of inner focus so crucial to meditation and failing abysmally. She was nervous, on edge and just waiting for her Master to say something. But the expected lecture never came. Luminara appeared content to remain in a deep, peaceful meditation and forget that the incident had never occurred. Barriss, who was struggling with emotions she'd never before experienced, felt edgy in ways she didn't understand. When Anakin had been in the room, her concentration had been focused on him. She heard every breath, felt her skin bump when he was watching her; she almost believed she could hear his heart beat. Then he'd left, leaving her to question her sanity. What had she been thinking allowing him to kiss her? Finally, the silence getting to her, she gave up pretending to meditate and broached the subject herself. She needed answers and advice. "Master?" Luminara didn't look up from where she sat, her eyes closed, her posture relaxed. "Yes, Barriss?" "Are you upset with me?" "For what?" "For my... actions with Anakin today." Luminara's eyes opened. "For climbing on him?" She looked more amused than angry. Barriss winced. That was only half of it. "Yes.” “I’m not upset, no.” “But you’re not pleased either.” “Attachments, as you know, are forbidden for Jedi. It is not that I am not pleased. I am concerned.” "I'm not getting attached to him, Master, if that is your concern." "No?" Luminara’s gaze was searching and Barriss had the distinct feeling her Master saw something she couldn't yet see herself. "I know you and Anakin formed a professional working relationship on Ansion. Since that mission you've become fixated on him. I am not surprised to have found you kissing." Barriss flushed, dropping her gaze. She'd been hoping her Master hadn't seen that particular part of their embrace. Luminara continued her voice still even, holding no censure. "What surprised me was the intensity behind the action. Jedi are not forbidden to indulge in their baser urges, in fact there would likely be mutiny if the council even suggested such a move. Each Jedi is tasked with controlling themselves and their natural drives. You must understand, Barriss, that you are a young woman in the throes of her first passions. Anakin Skywalker is a young man in the same situation. Ordinarily I would offer you no advice; the choice would be yours to continue or desist." "But?" "There is more emotion behind your actions than curiosity. It concerns me." Barriss didn't lift her head as she carefully turned the words over in her mind. The emotions she'd felt the moment Anakin's lips had touched hers had included curiosity, but hadn't been limited to it. Her Master was right. Her actions with Anakin had been motivated by emotion, something she didn't dare risk continuing if she wanted to achieve her status as Jedi Knight. She couldn't afford the entanglement. But, even as she resolved to avoid it, a small voice was whispering in the back of her mind. It's already too late. The cargo hold was dark beyond the small access door and Anakin hesitated on the threshold, wondering if he'd lost his mind. He'd told Barriss he couldn't do this with her present, but he hadn't thought he'd be able to do it alone either. But he had to. Taking a deep, steadying breath, Anakin hit the ring lights. They came on slowly, softly illuminating the outer walls of the cargo hold and casting shadows over the empty spaces between him and his objective. The large, black casket with the glass face plate, darkened just enough that, without the lights from the inside, he would never be able to see in. Anakin hesitated again, just inside the cargo hold, the door sliding shut behind him. Breathe, he told himself silently, making certain he took a deep, steady breath and letting it out. Now walk. Right foot. He moved his feet reluctantly. He didn't want to be here; didn't want to acknowledge what being here could possibly mean, but he didn't want to be in the quarters he shared with Obi-Wan either. His Master was an observant, if stern, man and would note his discomfort immediately. And the last think Anakin needed was another of Obi-Wan's lectures about loss, attachment being forbidden and the Force. Anakin's steps were slow as he made his way towards the coffin. He stopped beside it, reaching out to place the tips of his fingers against the burnished wood that made up the most of the coffin. Because of the extensive damage done during the bombing, only Padmé's head had been left to view and it had taken nearly seventeen hours to get that much. Anakin shuddered, the wood cool to the touch, as if the coldness echoed in his heart and soul. He moved forward, drawn. He needed to see her, to know that he wasn't grieving for nothing. The switches on the side of the sealed coffin were within reach as he moved up the side, his fingers finding them as easily as if they'd been placed there for his convenience. But then, he couldn't bring himself to part with the wood, as if in doing do he would lose something he didn't know he had. The lights ringing the interior plate glass, clear as crystal once illuminated, reflected off the flawless complexion of alabaster skin. Anakin closed his eyes at the first glance, turning his face away as if to deny the input of his senses. But he couldn't. Her image followed him, haunted him. Pale lips, artificially colored and a mockery of life, were burned into his retinas. He turned to look once more, tears welling in his eyes as he took in the still, silent face of the woman who had haunted his dreams for so long. Her dark curls, what was left of them, arrange so artfully if he hadn't know she'd lost most of her hair in the blast, he'd have thought nothing of it. A bruise, carefully concealed and barely visible on the side of her face where shrapnel had been pulled from her skin. He took it all in, noting, even as he did so, that her eyes remained closed. Look at me. His thoughts were unbidden, the words too much to choke out past a throat closed by tears. He wanted her to look at him. He wanted to see her brown eyes just once more. Eyes that filled with excitement and joy; expressive eyes that spoke of her strengths and weaknesses. Eyes that held him in thrall with no more than a sparkle or quirk of an eyebrow. Just once. But her eyes remained closed. Anger was swift to follow. You left me, Padmé. The tears that clouded his eyes didn't fall, held back by force of will as his free hand clenched, belying the tenderness with which he caressed the casket. You were my hero, my beacon. You left me here, alone, without you; I need your guidance, your example. I need to know your goodness is out there somewhere. That there's a goodness worth fighting for! "You shouldn't be here." Anakin whirled to find himself standing face to face with a woman who looked enough like Padmé to pass as her at a glance. His heart lurched painfully in his chest. She wasn't Padmé. He could see that immediately, his right hand still firmly planted on the top of the casket that bore her body. It wasn't the soft fall of the decoy's hair, or the sorrow in her eyes that drew his gaze - it was the blaster she had pointed at his forehead. Anakin swallowed hard, unable to blink back the tears coating his lashes as he fought to speak. "She-" The blaster twitched. "You're Anakin Skywalker." He nodded, feeling as if he were the little boy he'd been when he'd last seen Padmé. A tear slipped from the corner of his eye and slid down his cheek. The woman staring at him, obviously one of her handmaidens, brought an ache to his chest. He'd seen her lying lifelessly inside the coffin, and here, before him, was a woman who had served her faithfully until the day she'd died. "I-" He stopped, his throat closing, choking off whatever he'd been about to say. The blaster slowly lowered as the woman before him seemed to come to some kind of a decision about his intentions. "Milady spoke of you fondly, Anakin. Of the little boy who befriended her and called her an Angel." Anakin bowed his head, a ragged sob tearing loose from his throat. His clenched hand covered his mouth as he squeezed his eyes shut in an effort to stem the powerful emotions the memory evoked. He'd been so young, so young, but he had known even that that Padmé had been special. And now she was dead. Dead because she believed in what she fought for enough to risk her life for it. Cool hand slid around his own. Calluses of working hands were rough against his knuckles as he leaned against the coffin for strength. The hands gently slid lower, tilting his head up gently. "Anakin." He opened his eyes, watching the Handmaiden's image shimmer through a veil of tears. He inhaled raggedly, sobs he didn’t dare voice burning in his throat. He couldn't bear the thought of Padmé being gone. "I can't." She squeezed his hands tightly. "You can because you will, Jedi Skywalker." "I'm not-" She arched her eyebrows at him. "You will be. Milady said it would be so; and so it will be." "She never-" The Handmaiden smiled sadly, stopping his protest. "Attachments are forbidden to a Jedi. She would never have interfered in your training, but she valued your friendship. I see that value was not lost on you. I can only offer you our apologies that we were unable to protect her." Anakin blinked, seeing for the first time the puffiness around the Handmaiden's eyes, the paleness of her skin. She looked as if she hadn't stopped crying since Padmé had died - and like she had no more tears to shed. Drawn to the signs he couldn't help but notice how she trembled, or that her words weren't quite steady. He heard the pain underlying every syllable and he understood. The Handmaidens had known Padmé far better than he ever had and they had willingly risked their lives for her out of love. They deserved their privacy and their grief. Not because they'd failed, but for the loss of a friend. Anakin squeezed the Handmaiden's hands back and managed a small, watery smile. "I know you did everything in your power to protect her; she knew that too. I also know she would never have been talked out of the choice she'd made. Don't blame yourself, Handmaiden. Padmé made her choice." The Handmaiden stared at him, as if seeing him for the first time. She said nothing, only reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pendant attached to a rough piece of leather. She lifted it looped it around his fingers, entwining the cord around them. "Milady wanted to ensure you got this back if anything happened to her, Anakin. May the Force be with you." Anakin's gaze locked on the pendant in his hand as the Handmaiden disappeared back into the shadows of the cargo bay. He turned, not quite believing his eyes as the small pendant on the leather thong rotated slowly, catching the lights and reflecting off the lovingly polished surface. His throat tightened again as he caught the pendant in his hand and collapsed on top of her coffin, sobbing silently, his shoulder shaking as he poured out his grief. Clutched tightly in his hand was the Japor snippet he'd given to her ten years ago to grant her good fortune. Barriss found Anakin the following morning. He'd not slept the night before and she could tell by the shadows that hung under his eyes. He stood beside Padmé's coffin, speaking to her softly, the sorrow having disappeared to be replaced with the ache of regret and acceptance. His hand was splayed across the wooden top, just shy of the glass, his voice a murmur that carried no further than the deaf ears of the woman inside. Barriss hesitated, wondering if she should intrude when Anakin finally seemed to be moving past his grief. He looked up, sensing her presence despite his focus, and smiled wearily. Barriss felt her resolve to leave him be melt like sweets in the sun. It was a smile that spoke of demons faced and if not conquered, at least controlled. "Good morning. Obi-Wan's looking for you." He cocked his head at her. "Not even a 'how are you this morning Anakin, you look like hell.'?" Barriss grinned. At least he knew it. "Good morning Anakin," she replied dutifully, moving towards him at a slow pace and keeping her voice soft. "You look like hell this morning. How do you feel?" Anakin looked back to his companion, smiling down at her through the glass of the coffin. "Better. Padmé and I had a long discussion last night." Barriss felt her heart do a funny skip in her chest. "Oh really?" Anakin nodded, his eyes never leaving the peaceful face behind the glass. "She's a very good listener; but she knows I won't be able to follow where she's going. Not yet anyway." "Does that bother you?" Anakin shook his head, finally turning away from the coffin to face Barriss completely. "Not as much as it used to. Padmé says I'm a fool." Barriss looked at him in surprise. "Padmé says?" He nodded. "Living in the past is dangerous. It could drag me down, weighing my soul with broken dreams, hurts and resentments that would only eat me alive. I have to let her go or risk my future for a might have been." Barriss wondered if he'd hit his head too hard on something. "I see. Did Padmé have any more words of wisdom?" "Just one." "Only one?" Anakin frowned and held out his hand. From it dangled the strangest carving that Barriss had ever seen. But, despite its simplicity, the charm and warmth of whomever had created it, and the loving care it had received, came through clearly. His hand trembled, causing the pendant to shake on the plain leather thong. "She wanted me to give you this." Barriss made no move to take it. "I never knew her; why me?" Anakin's hand remained outstretched, the Japor snippet hanging from his fingers. He met her gaze. "Because she no longer needs it. It's supposed to bring good fortune." Barriss almost laughed, but Anakin looked so serious she couldn't. "Anakin, a pendant doesn't make or hold luck. What is it, really?" Anakin's hand slowly lowered and the Japor snippet was tucked out of sight his palm, his hand clenched tightly around it. He broke eye contact, half-turning away. "Nothing. Forget it." Barriss reached out to stop him, grabbing a hold of his arm. "Don't shut me out, Anakin. What is it?" He didn't turn, but didn't make any move to leave either. "It was a bad idea, forget it." Barriss moved to stand in front of him, somehow knowing he wouldn't turn to look at her. He avoided eye contact despite her attempts. "Why is it so important to you that I have that trinket?" His eyes flashed and his head came up with a snap. Barriss stood her ground. "Help me understand, Anakin." His lips thinned and she could see he was fighting with himself. She waited, patiently, knowing no amount of pushing would get what she wanted. His shoulders finally slumped. "It was the only thing I ever gave her, the only present I could." Barriss managed not to show her surprise but only barely. ""It was a gift to Padmé?" He nodded sadly. "One of her Handmaidens returned it to me last night. I thought maybe... I thought..." "I'm not Padmé, Anakin." "I know that." "Do you?" Barriss searched his face, her heart squeezing painfully. She was too close to the situation and she knew it. But she couldn't just up and leave him, not when he needed her, no matter how much it would hurt her later. She could deal with hurt, or so she hoped. He nodded, his expression forlorn. "I can't keep it." "So bury it with her." Barriss nodded to the casket. "It belonged to her; it was your gift to her. There's no reason for you to keep it. Maybe in parting with it a second time you can let go of your grief for her." "But - the Handmaiden said Padmé wanted me to have it." She smiled faintly. "And what are you going to do with the gift a little boy gave to the first person who truly befriended him? A gift that was given as a sign of hope for the future - you know if you hold on to it, it will only cause you pain." He held out the hand that hadn't relaxed around the snippet. "Keep it for me, then? Until I'm able to deal with the pain and move beyond it?" Barriss was sorely tempted to tell him a flat out no. It twisted her heart in a funny way to know he wanted to hold on to something so trivial - and yet so important. No attachments. If she'd ever seen Anakin attached to anything, this was it. Her hand came up slowly, carefully and his relief was clear as he dropped the snippet, band and all, into her hand. Barriss stared at the small pendant in her hand, not exactly certain what possessed her to take it. "When you ask me for it, Anakin, there will be no shadows of grief and no remembered pain in your eyes. You won't get it back otherwise." He folded her fingers over it and brought her hand to his lips. Barriss froze as his lips gently brushed the backs of her fingers, and her lips tingled, remembering the other kiss. She moistened her suddenly dry lips with the tip of her tongue. Anakin didn't move, his gaze focused on her lips, his eyes darkening as he watched her. Move. Barriss heard the command echo in her mind. She couldn't follow it, caught by the intensity of his look. Move, you fool. You're holding another woman's token of his affections! She pulled her hand back and took two steps back, hurting as much for herself as for him at the confusion that engulfed his face. She managed a weak smile. "We land on Naboo later today, Anakin. I'm glad you've said your goodbyes; her burial would be more difficult if you hadn't." "Barriss, I-" She held up her free hand, the Japor snippet cutting into the palm of the other. "Don't, Anakin. I'll hold your token for you until you're ready for it again, but don't push. Take this one step at a time. You've started on your road to healing; don't derail it now by saying or doing something you'll regret later." He snapped his mouth shut. "Something I would regret. You mean like kissing you?" "Do you regret it?" "Do you?" His words were short, but she could hear the hurt that he attempted to hide . "It was a kiss; my first." She felt the heat crawling up her face, but continued. "It was given with no strings, no expectations. You cannot regret that which holds no expectations. I'm glad it made you feel better." She took one last, long look at him and turned on her heel, leaving the cargo bay. "Barriss, wait!" She heard him scramble after her, but she didn't wait. She didn't turn to look at him, the Japor snippet burning like a brand in the center of her palm. She wanted to be rid of it, to throw it across the hold with a shriek of dismay, but she couldn't. She was too controlled, to empathetic for that. Anakin needed a friend right now and, despite the heat that flared between them, he wasn't ready for anything more. She stopped, stumbling, her hand steadying her on the corridor wall. Something more. Her eyes widened with dismay. Is that what I want from him? Is that why I can't tell him no? "Barriss?" She closed her eyes but was unable to ignore him. "Yes, Anakin?" She heard his hesitate, could feel his nervousness, but couldn't appreciate it. Her senses were reeling, her revelation having shocked her to the core. She did want more from him. She wanted to explore where these feelings would take them, to know all there was to know about being someone's - being his woman. She clenched her hand around the Japor snippet, feeling the pendant dig into her palm once more. She'd gotten attached. "I never knew that was your first kiss." Barriss pushed herself away from the wall, pushing aside her own problems, her own revelations, and turned to face him. "Unlike you, I stay out of the limelight and focus on my studies. Don't you have things to do before we land?" He looked at her confused. "You don't want to spend time with me?" She managed a faint smile. "Everyone needs some time to themselves and I've found precious little on this voyage. I'm not complaining but now that I know you're dealing with your grief, I need some time to myself." "Alright." Anakin shot her a questioning look. "You're sure you don't regret our kiss?" Barriss nodded. "I'm sure. I'll see you before we land, alright?" He nodded and let her go. For that she was grateful for Barriss knew, without a doubt, that if he'd continued looking at her with such heat in his eyes she'd have been hard pressed not to be the one initiating their next kiss. She firmly turned on her heel and headed towards her quarters. It wouldn't happen; she couldn't let it. -----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 little Nibbler
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HandmaidenVeme Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 1/23/07 7:10am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Thank you for adding me to your PM list. Wow! Being a fan of A/P romance I never thought I could approve of Anakin being with someone else, that is until I read this! Everything is so well written the characters just jump to life. I loved Anakin's farewell to Padme it was like he was closing a chapter in his life and opening another. Although Padme will always have a special place in his heart Barris will occupy one more significant. Can't wait for the update!! -----signature----- Angel #1 the "Mischievous" one "Anakin Skywalker's Towel Girl" Team Edward!
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MistiWhitesun Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 1/23/07 7:46am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Ooo… Barriss has gotten herself into trouble… Considering how ADD-ish she is in the books I've read with her, I can't exactly say I'm surprised… Keep writing! ^_^ And you're welcome for catching the typo. -Misti -----signature----- Fade to Black (Vader finds Scout) http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/25847641/p1 "I should've known it would come to this."
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KELIA Title: Fan Fiction Moderator Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 1/23/07 8:07am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic) - Date Edited: 1/23/07 8:11am (1 edits total) Edited By: KELIA
	Ah Barriss, Barriss, Barris. I seem to recall another making that same promise not to become attached. I loved the introspections by Anakin and Barriss, both struggling with their feelings for each other. And Anakin's good-bye was heartbreaking but very necessary for him. I'm glad to see he chose to do it. great update -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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ikarit Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 1/23/07 10:32am Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Thank you for the PM! This time I got it. Very emotional chapter. It seems like Barriss is at a precipice of some kind. She has to decide if she's going to make the leap or not... but at least she realizes that there's a leap to make, unlike Anakin. I don't think he's considered the consequences of his actions. But then, he never does. Can't wait to see what happens in the next chapter! -----signature----- "The dark is generous, and it is patient and it always wins; but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back. Love is more than a candle. Love can ignite the stars." - Matt Stover, Revenge of the Sith novelization
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Raptor517 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 1/23/07 3:12pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	Now Bariss is the one running. I wonder what happens next? Great update, by the way. Raptor517 -----signature----- Piercing the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28010631/p1/?1 His Brother's Words http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/26020497/p1/?3 Metamorphosis http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24997946/p5/?7 Hunter's Vendetta http://
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obsessedwithSW Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 1/23/07 3:52pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	She heard his hesitate, could feel his nervousness, but couldn't appreciate it. Her senses were reeling, her revelation having shocked her to the core. She did want more from him. She wanted to explore where these feelings would take them, to know all there was to know about being someone's - being his woman. She clenched her hand around the Japor snippet, feeling the pendant dig into her palm once more. She'd gotten attached. I remember that feeling of first passion it will drive you to do crazy things! Loved the post! -----signature----- Yes Darth Maul -bring sexy back! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JW8kOYvwVng Avid SiriWaner ! Stories in Bio
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LuminaraFan4Evr Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 1/23/07 4:17pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	This is good. Really good. Eloquent of me, I know, but... it's not being a suck-up or anything to say that this is the best A/B fic I've ever read. And before anyone asks, I HAVE actually read some before. -----signature----- Proud Member Of The Lumi Fan Club I'm a Lumi/Wan shipper. If you are too, PM me! "If God had meant for you to have just one cookie, you wouldn't have two hands." - My Grandpa
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EverydayAngel Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 1/23/07 7:24pm Subject: RE: Tragedy on the Landing Pad - Anakin/Barriss, AotC AU. (Short Story, possibly epic)
	You write their feelings so well. Such wonderful discriptions. Ohh Barriss is falling for Anakin. I can't wait to see where this lead them... I loved the way you added in the japor pendent. That was very beautiful.
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