Beyond - Legends Shaded Prism: Drabble Series (UDC 5)

Title: Shaded Prism (Drabble Series)
Author: DaenaBenjen42
Characters: "Think clowns in a circus car."
Timeframe: Bounces all over...
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Happily playing in the sandbox.
Notes: I will be doing more than just UDC5... oh yes! (Why not? )

Previous Drabble Threads...

http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29101123/p1/?1]Edge[/url] of Life (UDC 3)
http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29953596/p1/?46]Prismatic[/url] Edges (UDC 4)

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[hl=indigo][COLOR=limegreen][B]Week One[/B][/COLOR][/hl] (May 17, 2010) - UDC 5


1. [B]Doctor[/B]


It was with an air of solemness that the doctor in red scrubs followed the officer into the quiet room. As he opened one of the drawers and pulled the tray out for her to see, her composure nearly broke. It wasn't easy, but she managed to not break out into hysterical laughter at the sight of the clown costume. "Is that... dried pudding?"

The officer sighed. "Near as they could determine."

The doctor nodded. Then she paused, took a deep breath, and put her best professional face on. "Right. Never done one of these on a Bothan before."

"You haven't?"

"No." She pulled out a hardcopy book with unfamiliar lettering and set it on a near-by cart. "First time for everything, you know?"


2. [B]Companion[/B]


The small, green Jedi Master had been expecting a young man. Had been, right up until he arived in the clearing and saw the woman with short hair wearing gray combat fatigues setting up camp. He watched for long moments, then shrugged. So Obi-Wan had sent the other one? That was fine with him, too.

That the young woman turned out to be a young man suffering from some kind of enchantment later on only added to the Jedi Master's amusement, as it, too, was a tool for teaching much-needed patience.


3. [B]Time[/B]


In the scramble to get off of Myrkyr ahead of the Imperial fleet that would, no doubt, be arriving at any time, she didn't have to explain who the little girl was that came with them. It was maddening, knowing that her husband was injured but unable to go with him, to look after the man. She wanted to, wouldn't have hesitated for an instant, but that instant, nor the opening to go and do exactly that, never happened. Instead, she was sitting aboard the Wild Karrde, her daughter playing with a toy under the console at her feet, and avoiding Talon Karrde's side-long questioning gaze.

This was not the time for explanations. Not here, on this ship, behind an asteroid, with her daughter in arms reach, finally.


4. [B]Space[/B]


The little astromech didn't mind the vacuum of space. It was just one more enviroment to exist in, to catalogue, and work in. Work right now consisted of fixing the ship so they could get away, and as other, fellow astromech droids got blown off the hull one by one, the little droid hurried faster to do so. Finally, it was done and they escaped, and it was called to a meeting before the queen. Gratitude for simple service? It... was unexpected.


5. [B]Dimensions[/B]


She hesitated in the doorway to their room, simply watching as he levitated a few feet off the floor, eyes closed. It was her private pleasure, watching him like this. Unguarded. Hers. Slowly, carefully, she moved toward him. It wouldn't startle him, she knew, moving in on him like this, but better safe than sorry. Brushing him with a tendril of the Force, she felt him reach out to her as well. [I]Can I join you?[/I]

He did not answer back in words, but it meant just as much. Rather, he [I]pulled[/I] her to him and she let herself be pulled.

There, suspended in midair, they had their moment.

 

Great start

Like Dimension the best

Can't wait for more

 

Very intriguing set and quite entertaining use of the prompts

 

Yay!! I'm so glad you're doing more drabbles!! Excellent set- well written as always- Looking forward to more!

 

Really interesting drabbles! I especially like Space, with Artoo just doing his job

 

JediFalcon: Thank you.

Jade_eyes: Thank you, Jade_eyes.

dancing_star: Thank you, star!!!!

Tarsier: Thank you.


Week 1 (07.07.06) - UDC1 - Exar Kun, Invisible Sith Lord of Yavin IV


1. beginnings


When something changes, it is small and almost not even worth noticing. A duel. A simple duel between a man in dark clothing and a bald woman with red saber. It's nothing in the grand scheme of things, and quickly over. Neither die, and both leave your moon shortly after in varying states of disarray. Peace returns to the jungle moon, and you return to contemplating the passing of the seasons as you have done for hundreds, thousands of years.

On the jungle moon, time passes and things are simple. You exist. For now, it is enough. Enough that you exist.


2. middles


Change comes again as people arrive. People unlike the combatants who fought here so long ago. These ones do not, will not hear you or see you. They do not even know the history of the place they set up camp in, that it is a sacred and ancient Jedi ruin... not even as they look up at your statue, do they know what it represents.

It is maddening, being in their midst.

One day, a new person arrives with potential and you take notice. This one... will do nicely.


3. ends


When the occupation ends, it does so in a rush. A scramble. It is hard to tell what sets it off, but there is no question that they're leaving, even the one with vary ovbious potential. Soon enough, you are alone again on the jungle moon, left wondering what is going on in the galaxy beyond the visible stars and planet high above. What would be going on out there that so many would come and hole up here? It makes no sense!

It is the first time you have felt trapped in your own citadel. Thousands of years spent here, and it has never felt like this. As if the temple is suddenly too small.


4. first


The first and only to die does so defending, in his own mind, his people from you. He was a leader, simple, with potential, like the one for whom this is their second visit to what has become your prison. He wanted knowledge, you wanted a way out. Or for them to go again and not remind you of what you lost any longer. It makes no difference any more, if it ever mattered to begin with.

The warning that should have sounded alarms but fails to do even that and make them leave tells you something else, as well: the old ways have been forgotten. Lost. And the gap between what you knew of the Order and what they are relearning is unimaginable. The Order sealed you here, defeated and dead to them. Invisible. The Order... no longer exists.


5. last


As you are litterally ripped from your citadel and things change again, you can't help but feel a moment of pride. A small thing, to be sure, but enough to lose your last bit of concentration and allow them to do what they set out to do. You are defeated again, yes, but now... there was a lesson learned. They learned to stand against darkness. Learned to be a team.

It is the defense you are going to use when judgement comes, as you know it can't be far behind.

 

Super use of prompts & an interesting character focus

 

Jade_eyes: That wasn't what I was going to do orginally, but I'm really glad you liked. Thank you, Jade_eyes.


Week 1 (09.24.07) - UDC2 - Last time was Mara. This time: Luke!!!!!


1. Smooth

The underside of the craft was smooth as he ran his hand along it in thought. So much had happened over the past couple of days. So much in so short a time. So much that he hadn't been able to process all of it. Had it really only been three days before that he'd argued with his uncle about putting in an application to the academy? That he'd wanted off Tatooine so badly he could taste it?

He shook his head as he saw the princess coming toward him. So much, and... so much more to come.


2. Rough


Staring out across the assembled troops, Luke felt his breath hitch for a moment in his throat as he remembered who wasn't standing beside them, also receiving medals. People he'd known only hours, and the friend he'd known his entire life. The one who'd died in that trench, taking fire from behind. The one he'd only found out was even here just before... they were going to trade stories. Like old times.

A hand suddenly clasped his shoulder and he blinked at Han in confusion.

"Come on, Kid. Drinks are on me."


3. Dry


His first night back on Tatooine, and all he can think of is how dry it is. And how cold. And how alone he feels, even here in the vaguely familiar hut of a not-so-lost nor crazy former Jedi General. It is a kind of cold he'd grown up in, here in this desert, on this planet. A dry cold he'd almost forgotten in his time away moving from planet to planet one step ahead of the Empire. It is the dry cold of the Tatooine night that makes him realize his is truly home, if not for long.


4. Wrinkled


"Luke?"

The voice comes from far off, and he wants to ignore it. To sleep some more. To keep his eyes closed against the overwhelming brightness he's sure is on the other side of his eye lids.

"Come on, Luke. Up now, sleep later."

Was that Han, trying to give him a wake-up call? What was he doing out here?

A sigh. "Fine. If he wakes while we're moving him, we'll stop."

A word, or a mumble escaped his lips, and all Luke can do is wonder what this new wrinkle is and why Han is acting so cautious.


5. Weathered


In the medical quarters, Luke wakes to find Leia asleep in a chair next to his bed. He stares at her for long moments, wondering at how innocent she looks compared to how he feels inside. He feels old, numb and weathered. Had Ben known? Did Yoda know? Why hadn't they told him?

The thought made him pause, remembering how insistent Yoda had been that he not go. He'd known. Something, anyway.

Leia shifted in the chair and noticed him watching her. She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Hi."

 

Great snapshots on Luke's varied experiences & emotions.

 

Great drabbles--I loved Luke's emotions as they change throughout them. You are making lovely use of your limited words. Looking forward to more.

 

Love getting inside Luke's head. Very nice!

 

Ooh, nice job on both weeks!! But you know the ones with Luke were my favorite. Very well-written, all of them. I especially liked "Rough" seeing Han take over as Luke's best friend. Wonderful job and looking forward to more!!

 

Jade_eyes: Thank you.

Luna_Nightshade: Thank you, Luna.

Tarsier: Thank you.

dancing_star: Thank you, star!



Week 1 - 9/1/08 - prompts provided by KELIA - UDC3 - So... an AU where Luke and Callie ended up together... somewhere out there in the multiverse...


1. Happy


It was dusk when she finally made her way back to YavinIV's surface after her close encounter with an Imperial Admiral bent on destruction and the darkness inside herself. He was waiting for her at the hangar door, and said nothing as she collapsed into his arms with the last of her strength. There was nothing to say that would make what could have happened, what almost did, right, and no defense she can offer. Luke doesn't ask for one as he helps her inside, happy to be alive and in his arms.

Later there would be questions, but not now.


2. Sad


She found him in his office, staring out a window. Studying him for long minutes, she could almost feel the heaviness in the air. Something was wrong, and for the first time in a good long while she didn't want an explanation for what that something might be. Slowly, Callista joined him at the desk and took his hand. When he looked at her, eyes heavy, she simply nodded. "Bad?"

"Bad," he answered in reply.

Later he would tell her about an accident which had resulted in the death of a friend and it would make sense, but for now they sat and observed the silence.


3. Curious


Luke sat and watched as their daughter batted at the toys hung from the mobile as she laid on her back on a blanket, and couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever been that innocent. Or that young. Arms enfolded enfolded him from behind as Callista joined him in watching her. "Hey."

"Of course you were," she answered his unspoken thought. "Even thought it doesn't feel like it now."

He turned and blinked at his wife. "How...?"

She smiled. "I didn't need the Force to see what was obvious."


4. Angry


It was two days before she finally couldn't stand the unasked questions anymore. Two days during which nothing had been asked, but everything had been in question. She'd wanted to flee the entire time, and now... now all the insecurities and the anger and the pain just bubbled up from under her control.

Smashing noises drew attention and when she finally couldn't throw another thing at the walls, Callista sat down and refused to move. It hurt to think about anything but the temptation, that everything she wanted most was on the other side of darkness.

A hand startled her and she looked up to find him looking at her, understanding in his blue eyes.


5. Content


Nine months, twelve days, and some hours after temptation and darkness had nearly consumed her, Callista found herself surrounded by family, holding a new life in her arms. It was something she'd thought would never happen, after empty years of hiding inside the gunnery computers on the Eye. But this... this felt right. More right than anything ever had. What was it about this little one, and being part of this family that had changed everything?

Smiling down at her newborn child, Callista quietly thanked Cray for letting her have a second chance at life. The details weren't important today...

 

You put Luke with Callista? You put Luke with Callista?

Okay one more time

You put Luke with Callista

Great mushy stuff, too bad the writers decided to end the relationship and thats what made me dislike Callista. Sha ran away from Luke because she was on longer Force sensitive.

Great set of drabbles anyways

 

wow daena -- wow.

You're braver than I am LOL If I tried writing Luke with Callista, I think something might blow up



Great crack!pairing you have here.

 

Oh, I like the way you write Callista. You should do it more often.

Great drabbles!!

 

JediFalcon: Yes... and yes. Was challenged into doing so. And thank you.

Jade_eyes: Thank you, Jade_eyes.

Tarsier: Thank you, Tarsier.


Week 1 - 4/6/09 - prompts provided by brodiew - UDC 4 - Roganda Ismaren...


1. Flash in the pan


As she sat in the waiting room, impatiently waiting for the procedure to be over so she could be let in to see her son, a sensation made her blink. It was unsettling and made the hairs on her arms stand on end, and was gone before she could adequately identify it with any certainty. Slowly, Roganda shook her head again. It was nothing. Had to be.

The sensation was forgotten when the building began to shake violently around her, forgotten as she scrambled to the door that led outside onto the street. Forgotten as she watched the building shake and felt the ground rumble.


2. Out on a limb


Years had passed since she'd last been here, in this place that had sheltered so many and was now a source of folk tales for the locals. Years in which the galaxy had undergone a dymnamic power shift and the downfall of everything she had come to know. As Roganga picked a training sphere up out of it's rack and stared at it, she was determined that her plan would succeed. It would take hard work, but so did everything. Everything took work to accomplish, and she'd have been a fool to think otherwise.

She placed the training sphere carefully back on the rack.


3. Out of the blue


She hadn't been looking for it, hadn't even thought of it in fact, when it turned up. Searching through data the Empire had left behind, which wasn't much to begin with, she'd found a reference to an unsolved case in which an unidentified childs remains had been sent to Imperial Center for processing. The case had been buried, forgotten in the system since then... and now, here she was, staring at the case report, in shock because she knew all the details.

Hands on her shoulders made her jump. "Hey, it's just me."

She glanced back at Wes, wondering for a moment about the unknown.


4. Wet behind the ears


It was his first day in the senate district headquarters when, reaching his new desk, he found a woman sitting with a case file. "Can I help you...?"

She looked up at him, nodded, returned her attention to the case file. "Yes. Solved this one for you. File it."

He blinked in confusion as she walked away, purpose in her stride. "File it?" Sitting down at his desk with the file in his hands, he opened it to discover a written note with information attached to the inside cover. Name: Irek Ismaren, Age: 5.3 Years, Cause of Death: Falling debris from localized groundquake during surgery.

He stared at the note for a long while.


5. Heat of the moment


Quest found her sitting against a bulkhead with her chin resting on her knees, eyes staring at nothing. Frowning, he moved to sit next to her. "Roganda?"

"Don't wanna talk," she mumbled. "Don't want to think about the mission, either."

He wanted to ask her about it, but decided to wait her out. "All right..." She snagged his hand as he tried to get up again. "What?"

"Stay." And then her lips were on his.

Afterward, niether spoke of the incident again, but occasionally he caught her looking at him when she thought he wasn't.

 

Very nice set with all the pieces forming a touching whole for Roganda.

 

Heat of the moment is my favorite

More soon

 

Wonderful updates!! Really well done as usual, and I was glad to see another week of Luke drabbles! The Roganda ones were great as well, though sad.
Looking forward to more!

 

Jade_eyes: Parts of a whole? Nice way of putting it. Thank you, Jade_eyes.

JediFalcon: More? 'kay... Thank you, JediFalcon.

dancing_star: Thank you, star.


Week Two (May 24, 2010) - UDC 5 - Someone asked for Luke and Mara...


6. Island


The breeze carried the smell of the ocean to them as they sat together on beach chairs, enjoying the quiet that both knew couldn't last. Here, on this island on a midrim world, they could let themselves believe that all was well with the universe, that nothing in fact was wrong anywhere.

Mara rolled over and came face to face with him, smiling at how relaxed he was while asleep. She knew he didn't get a chance to relax often, so this was special. Just them, the beach chairs, the view, and cooling breeze to while away the afternoon.


7. Survival


Luke awoke alone in his beach chair and immediately wondered where she'd gone, where she was. Reaching out with the Force in a panic, he found her quickly and she reached back. He calmed down again, at once glad his first instinct was wrong.

She reappeared a minute or two later, frowning at him. "I didn't mean to leave you alone like that."

He smiled and patted the chair next to him. "And didn't mean to make you worry, either."

Mara chuckled. "What a pair we are, hmmm?"

Luke shared her chuckle. This was one of those times where it only helped to laugh at one's self.


8. Lost


"Did you think I was lost?" she asked after a while.

"Woke and you were suddenly not here."

"Ah. Had to use the facilities." She leaned over and kissed him softly. Then the kiss deepened and he pulled her snugly to him, untieing the knot in her sarong as he did so. Luke, this is not a private beach!

But there's noone else here... he sent back suggestively.

Her only response was an un-lady-like giggle, as she didn't exactly disagree. Breaking the kiss, she looked at him again and smiled. "Later?"

He nodded and kissed her again.


9. Other


Later, in their room, she sat on the edge of their resort bed and pondered what to say as she listened to him shower. He'd unknowingly interrupted her in the middle of something with his panic, and then they'd been otherwise occupied... All too soon, the water shut off and he appeared in the doorway, wrapped in a towel. "Mara?"

She gazed at him, admiring how wonderful he looked in that towel for a moment before joining him in the doorway to the 'fresher. "Hey." Staring into his eyes, she couldn't hold it back any longer. "It's yours."

"What is?" He blinked when she led his hand to her abdomen and then looked at him meaningfully. "Oh... oh..."


10. Flashback


She found him sitting on the beach, watching the waves come in and recede. "Thought I might find you out here."

Luke startled and turned to look at her. "Hmm?"

"Okay to join you?"

"Always, Mara. Always." He put his arm around her and shook off the thoughts that had threatened to overtake him of things past. "Think we could stay here longer?"

"Is our vacation," she told him, smiling. "Could probably be arranged..."

 

Mara's pregnant and very mushy post. Loved it and can't wait for more

 

Enjoyed that muchly daena -- squee!

Yes, squeeing first thing in the morning is the ticket LOL

 

Oh, wonderful moments!

 

6. Island


The breeze carried the smell of the ocean to them as they sat together on beach chairs, enjoying the quiet that both knew couldn't last. Here, on this island on a midrim world, they could let themselves believe that all was well with the universe, that nothing in fact was wrong anywhere.

Mara rolled over and came face to face with him, smiling at how relaxed he was while asleep. She knew he didn't get a chance to relax often, so this was special. Just them, the beach chairs, the view, and cooling breeze to while away the afternoon.
Sweet, lovely. As always, very well done.