Like My Father Before Me
“I worry about the jedi,” Jacen whispered thoughtfully, “It isn’t good for her to be alone.”
“I thought jedi were supposed to be alone?”
Jacen shook his head as he dug past the tough skin of a meiloorun
“My father,” he said softly, “Was a jedi,”
“And I am a jedi,” he turned to face her, his blue eyes ablaze, “Like my father before me.”
Kaydel Connix cocked her head, Jacen wasn’t one to mess around about such things, but she’d never heard of another jedi since the second purge.
“My uncle told me,” he continued, as if he hadn’t made such an astonishing revelation, “that a jedi should not be alone,”
Having cut through the skin, he began to cut it into thin, even slices,
“They dwell,” he went on, “On their emptiness. And it strengthens their pull to the dark side.”
“Their pull?” Kaydel interjected hesitantly.
Jacen nodded, passing her a slice of the fruit, “Every jedi must master it,” he explained intently, “It’s a part of our nature, an insignificant part, if we can only overcome it.” He dug into a slice of his own and spat a seed to the side. Kaydel nodded, eyes wide, still reeling at the idea that he was and had always been a jedi,
“And how do you do that?” she asked, slowly bringing the meiloorun to her lips.
“Well, I have you,” he faced her, grinning, a mischievous flash in his eyes. Kaydel blushed, returning his grin with one somewhat shyer.
“And Rey,” he continued, turning again to observe the jedi, “has Poe,” he smiled at the sight of the pilot, now General, interrupting the jedi’s meditation to offer her a glass of water.
“That is, she would,” he rolled his eyes, “If she would stop being miserable and take a kriffing hint.”
Kaydel raised her eyebrows, “I don’t think it’s that easy,” she said, training her eyes on the jedi, who’d resumed meditation.
Jacen’s face fell, “I know,” he said, he stared into the distance for a spell without touching the food in front of him.
“She’s lost someone,” he said quietly, “He was… very important to her.”
Kaydel tilted her head forward in curiosity, “Are you using the force?” she asked softly.
He shook his head, “No,” he whispered, “I can see it in her eyes.”
He turned to Kaydel, a deep sorrow in his own,
“It was the look my mother wore, when she spoke to me about my father.”
Both fell silent, the slices of meiloorun lay abandoned before them. Jacen never spoke about his father, and at first Kaydel had suspected it to be a sore subject. But overtime, as they’d grown closer, it became evident that he though of his father often, and with fondness. He’d been a rebel, that much she’d known of, when he spoke of him, the dim happy light of memory in his eyes, though the man had died before he was born. Perhaps it was the vividness of the stories, though now she began to suspect it was some greater force.
Without a word she slipped his hand into hers and squeezed it tight, there was no darkness in his grief, only love, and she wanted to contribute whatever she could.
Jacen smiled at her, a soft, sad smile, before turning his attention back to the jedi,
“I think I know a place,” he said thoughtfully, “I’ll take her there.”
Kaydel looked at him curiously.
“It’s where my father and his apprentice went,” he explained, “To heal.”
With that he stood, the abandoned meiloorun falling to the floor as he strode forward to approach the Jedi. Kaydel raised her own and took a bite, smiling as she watched the man, she’d grown to love more every day, approach the girl thought to be the last jedi. She laughed.
He continued to surprise her.
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by BettyRose
Let's see if I can keep up with every day of the Femslash February challenge
(hoo boy)
Words: 15265, Chapters: 15/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Andor (TV), Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: Queen's Shadow Series - E. K. Johnston, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/F
Characters: Padmé Amidala, Sabé (Star Wars), Cinta Kaz, Vel Sartha, Saché (Star Wars), Yané (Star Wars), Leia Organa, Anakin Skywalker, Kleya Marki, Luthen Rael, Shin Hati, Sabine Wren, Darth Vader, Jyn Erso, Kaydel Ko Connix, Paige Tico
Relationships: Padmé Amidala/Sabé, Cinta Kaz/Vel Sartha, Saché/Yané (Star Wars), Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, kleya marki/oc, kleya marki/the rebellion, Shin Hati/Sabine Wren, Padmé Amidala/Sabé/Darth Vader, Jyn Erso/Leia Organa, Kaydel Ko Connix/Paige Tico
Additional Tags: Femslash February, swfsf2024, Femslash February 2024, Female Anakin Skywalker, Fix-It, Dark Padmé Amidala
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Women of Star Wars (34 ABY edition)
This is the third and probably last in this series (apart from some follow-ups and smaller groups that may appear in due course), marking the feast of the Immaculate Conception of Our Blessed Lady with another lot of amazing female/feminine-programmed characters from a galaxy far, far away.
[Design notes: all traced either from Googled pictures (Rey, Rose, Kaydel, Maz, Zorii, Jannah, Torra, Freya and CB-23) or screenshots with Googled pictures or close-up screenshots used to get the faces vaguely right (everyone else, apart from Paige, for whom I had to splice two different shots together, hence the weird proportions). Colour strangeness can be blamed on the lighting of the original shots; I don't know how to compensate for that yet.]
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