Beyond - Legends Follow your heart, Dorne Runia/Didier Kalra in OTP challenge 3-1

Follow your heart
Author: Earlybird-obi-wan
Timeframe: 43 ABY
Characters: Dorne Runia and Didier Kalra
Genre: OTP challenge 3-1

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Follow your heart

Kyp's dozen, Corellian Jedi Dorne Runia was one of his pilots and Kyp Durron was headed to her home in the residential wing of the Jedi-temple. He had seen an unidentified message bouncing this and that way and coming finally from Corellia with the names d'Lorion, Runia and Kalra in it. He couldn’t make that much of the message but quarantine buoys had gotten his curiosity raised to the extreme. He had seen orders from Daala to Admiral Vic Lecerce to head to the Strike cruiser Taranak and question the captain about quarantine buoys in the Pangona system. On the Taranak was Didier Kalra and he was Dorne’s great lover and friend.

'Kalra.' Kyp had known Dorne since she came to the Jedi praxeum on Yavin but he had seen that look in her eyes. She loved some-one else and she was unable to reach him. Kyp remembered what Dorne had told him.

'For the first time I met Didier Kalra he was a young man attending the academy. He had come to my home. But I persuaded him to get a career first which became the captaincy of the strike cruiser Taranak. I kissed him when he took the shuttle to his assignment.

The second time I met him and kissed was when I was with my parents and told him that I had been discovered by the Jedi and was now one of the Jedi from Corellia. I said to him. 'We are one family Didier but you will always have a special place in my heart.'

The third time was when I met and kissed him on Corellia visiting Treasure ship row where I had to carry him after drinking too much ale to the appartment of my parents.'

Kyp was before the door. And he got a mischievous smile on his handsome face when the door opened before he reached for the buzzer with one hand. Hurriedly he placed his hands with the comlink behind his back and had one foot stepping back.

“Kyp,” Dorne beamed “you have news from Didier?”

Kyp – mouth in an ‘o’ and eyebrows crawling up – replied “what gives you the impression that I …” but got no further when Dorne threw her arms around his waist. That had Dorne’s face awfully close to his face and him balancing precariously.

“You have and come in,” Dorne stepped back and that had Kyp stumbling and taking a Force assisted jump and sailing into Dorne’s apartment with Dorne ducking and snatching the comlink from Kyp’s hands.

“You have,” Dorne activated the comlink and a figure – dirty and with a cooks apron slung haphazardly across a belly – wearing an interesting black uniform with unknown markings – appeared as a hologram.

“Master sergeant Floreverus Bullwinkle,” the figure began and had a long report about a secret project of quarantine buoys placed in the Pangona, Lingala and Varanko systems.

“Those systems are in our star-charts,” Kyp stated when the hologram disappeared. He was now sitting on the couch with Dorne next to him. “I have searched our database and that Bullwinkle is nowhere to be found. But the message is genuine and states that your friend Didier has nothing to do with Pangona and …”

“He has but this,” Dorne stood up. A message from Russel Sadar had her already planning something that would change her life as it has been. This time she would stay with Kalra.

“I know what you are planning,” Kyp stood up as well “I have the clearance and you…”

“What,” Dorne followed Kyp to the archives where she told him everything about that message from Sadar.

“Done.” Kyp closed the terminal. “Lingala, Varanko and Pangona are now errased from the starcharts but you can go and join your lover. I will bring you to the public spaceport.

- - -

“Follow your heart.” Kyp said. “This is for you.” He had bought a surprise for her. And he knew. She would love it when she met her great love again.

Dorne knew. Kyp Durron was known for notorious and funny surprises. He had gone to a sleazy shop and came out with that package she was now carrying.

- - -

Dorne had been bored. A journey to New Holstice and the cottage of Didier Kalra had taken days using first one of the commercial liners and after landing on New Holstice central spaceport a taxi to a hotel, staying there during the night and using various public transports to cities all over the planet and to end in the city near where Mechworks was situated. A rented speeder was used for the final stretch.

But that was a pleasant journey. She was remembering her dream and her wake up shortly after that dream. She had recognised two men clearly in that dream. Jason Guyet was the first and he had been helping two injured men. Jacen Solo – recognisable and shining with joy – was the second and he was supporting the rescuers. ‘And he was there when I woke up and told me to go to my love. ‘Even I could see that you had your great love somewhere else with all the teasing and bantering between you and Kyp’ was what Jacen said.’

- - -

Russel Sadar was standing in the cavernous hangar. During the clone wars hangar 41 had been a place known to dump materials to scrap to a few high placed admirals. Among them was Dave d’Lorrion and he had ordered the old Venator class stardestroyer Indefatigable to land there. It had been his workplace since he was a kid helping his father with the scrap found in that hangar. Most was scrap but some more interesting things not. But for the Imperials it was scrap. The Venator-class stardestroyer Indefatigable was long gone after being needed for a mission to Pangona.

‘That one is the best there is to get us to our destiny,’ Russel eyed the single freighter that was left in the hangar and was being loaded by one of the loadlifter droids with boxes marked ‘kitchen-utensils’ but contained something else.

‘Nice,’ Dorne sneaked up on Russel.

“Yes Jedi Runia that is our transport,” Russel started towards the transport. He sensed what she was about to do and waited. “And tomorrow we have a nice day when I …”

“Celebrate your birthday,” Dorne grabbed him by his shoulder, turned him and flew in his arms.

“That is only for the two of us,” Russel grinned “one of those containers has all there is needed to celebrate my 70th birthday during the travel from here to nowhere and somewhere.”

“Ah I see,” Dorne observed.

“All our associates have new jobs and the hangar will become a part of the new training facility,” Russel explained and began to tell her more about what he had done to disband Mechworks. Odds and ends – associates wanting to join the Jedi and others wanting to retire to a nice and quiet place – would be taken care of by Kyp Durron.

- - -

Dorne was there on Varanko, finally with her great love Didier. She had kissed him and would be with him after the official ceremony where he would ask for her. She was in the Kiran city government building holding him when an older man entered the hall.

Didier disentangled from Dorne and turned towards Russel Sadar.

“What brought you to Varanko?”

“Daala issuing funds for a new training base on New Holstice,” Russel said. “And that had Mechworks becoming awfully close to that base. And with her dislike for Force sensitives I decided to contact Dorne and guess what.”

“With events like Valin and Jysella going mad and arrested by the government and more happening in the Jedi Temple and hearing that from Russel I decided to follow my heart.”

“Go for him,” Issa Dakin uttered but was silenced by Van Doran placing a slightly webbed hand on Issa’s mouth. He was with his friends – some of them former pilots of Spider squadron – at the door leading to the main hall.

“It was Master Durron who more or less ordered me to do that and he showed me the orders to a certain admiral Vic Lecerce to go to the Taranak and question the captain about quarantine buoys in the Pangona system. And guess what.” Dorne smiled.

“Shortly after that order you had a message coming from an unidentified source.” Russel said. “I know.”

“Kyp had that message and that had him helping me to alter some records in the archives. Quarantine buoys around Pangona could be identified as coming from a secret project begun by an intelligence squadron before the invasion of the Yuuzhan Vong. There was no link between you and the buoys. Pangona was erased from the star charts. And more in that message had us doing the same to Lingala and Varanko. The Irel starcluster is now devoid of habitable planets. And after we were done in the archives Kyp guided me to the spaceport, bought passage to New Holstice and gave me this.”

“Issa those are my toes,” Weston managed to whisper when the Zabrak moved this and that way to try to move past the doorpost.

“Sorry,” Issa said rather loudly but continued muffled when Sean had – this time – his hand on Issa’s mouth “Hmmmpfh but I have to see what’s in the box. And it sure must be funny or pretty. See the captain is offering his….”

“Will you marry me?” Didier guided a ring around Dorne's ringfinger.

“I will.”

“A ring seals the bond between humans,” Asha Hagiin smiled “and now I will continue with the official paper work.”

“WHOOT,” Issa – set free by Sean – began and his whoot was followed by the whoots from the pilots, Sean and Doran.

“I want to see,” Issa rushed forward to congratulate the captain and the Jedi. “Congrats Didier, congrats Jedi Runia,” shaking hands he saw the ring now adorning Dorne’s finger and what was in the box and grinned “hey pink things and they are very revealing pink things.”

“Issa and his pink things,” Dorne picked up the garment, inspected it and began to roar with laughter “Kyp Durron, I knew it. You and your sneaking away to some sleazy shop and telling me to wait in the speeder to get me this. Is this your repay for my rather revealing present for you…”

“What? Can you explain?” Didier caught the hem of the gown and spread it out.

“Russel and I bought for Kyp a simmersilk dressing gown and that being of a kind worn by old folks I got comments from him when I gave him the package in the hangar,” Dorne laughed. “Kyp began with ‘I don’t have a’ and I interrupted and said that he could have all the girls in the galaxy and that all girls loved to see a man dressed in this dressing gown and wrapped it around him. At that moment Master Horn came in.”

“And Horn had his comments too I suppose,” Issa grinned. “He had them on the Errant Venture when I wanted to play Sabaac and got directed by a waitress to the dejaric table where cans of Mujaa juice were used to plan the prank planned for said Horn.”

“Horn came in yes,” Dorne continued “and he made a remark that had Kyp chasing Horn and Horn afterwards telling me in the restaurant that I had to expect more from Master Durron. And yes I waited and waited and the mysterious message from a certain Bullwinkle had Kyp planning this” and she placed the nightgown back in the box. Now she was free to accept the congratulations from the others.

“I have the documents,” Asha Hagiin stepped forward “and if you follow me the official event can be planned.”

“We will,” Didier took Dorne’s hand in his and followed the official.

“The official marriage will take place on the beach.” Asha Hagiin said. “First there are the bachelor parties to plan.”

“More fun.” Dorne smiled and kissed Didier again. She was now with him. She had followed her heart.



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Great response to the OTP challenge

 

Thank you

Bullwinkle was the master sergeant in the Talon Intelligence Squadron stories and quite influential and funny and very valuable when interacting with my OC's

 

This is a really lovely response to the OTP challenge, and I absolutely adore seeing the Talon Intelligence Squad back in action. It's been a very long time since I've heard that name!

 

Thank you and I would like to see the Talon Intelligence Squad back here