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Tweak says, "Will he stay? Will he go?"

yvaine (whatstarsdo) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-12-27 11:37:00

Entry tags:

!@event, *narrative, obi-wan kenobi, tahiri veila, yvaine

WHO: Yvaine, open to Obi-Wan and Tahiri
WHAT: This wasn't the gift she had planned.
WHEN: BACKDATED to December 25, early morning
WHERE: Her flat
RATING: PG?
STATUS: Narrative/open to others

They didn't call it Yule here, except in a few scattered references in songs to "Yuletide treasure" and such. She'd known the world beyond the wall was different, from Tristan's stories. Apparently this one was a copy of his, without any of the familiarities she was used to. But the days grew shorter and the nights grew longer, and the humans raised their tiny lights against the dark, praying for the return of the sun.

The celebration was rather different among the stars, of course; the longest night was the pinnacle of their year, and they had danced and sang the whole night through, leaving their watchposts to whirl above the world. And she'd thought she would give that as a gift to her erstwhile companion. She had no money of her own and he'd lent her a little to buy a gift for Tahiri, but asking for more seemed crass. Particularly when it was for his own present. And nothing she could think of would have suited - even recording it would have left the music dead and dry and dull. So she would sing for him, as the night fell away before the rising sun.

That had been her plan, anyway. She'd gone to the balcony early, letting the chill air comb through her hair and press her dress against her legs, and thought again about how she'd planned to modify the music so that it could be approximated in one voice. And then the spheres had appeared, and spoken to her in a child's voice and moved to caress her with their blades flashing silver in the dawn's light. She didn't have a chance to turn and run. The star fell once more.

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doesntwearshoes
2010-12-29 01:06 pm UTC (link)

Tahiri had woken up early with a sense of dread that she couldn't seem to shake. The Force was all but screaming at her that something was wrong, something was off, and yet try as she might she couldn't seem to determine just what it was. No amount of meditating did any good nor did trying to just go back to sleep with the hopes of waking without the sense of foreboding. It was as she was giving up on her latest attempt at more sleep that she finally felt the first real disturbance in the Force. Something powerful and terrible was close, and drawing closer.

In fact, she realized a split second later, it was practically under her nose. And getting closer. So close that she was having a hard time telling exactly where it was coming from or where she might find it. And then... well, then there was a spike of something on the edge of her senses, a feel of death so powerful it was almost enough to send her keeling over, before everything was silent once more.

Yvaine!

The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. Suddenly knowing with absolute certainly just where the threat was coming from, Tahiri grabbed her lightsaber and tore out of her apartment as though Darth Vader himself was giving chase. She didn't slow at the door leading to Master Kenobi and Yvaine's flat, instead simply using the Force to knock the door clear off its hinges as she darted inside. Another wave of her hand sent the door back in place, making sure to wedge it into the door frame so it wouldn't fall right back down again.

Tahiri didn't bother yelling for Master Kenobi's friend as she made her way through their apartment. She simply let the Force guide her, making her way to the balcony without a second of hesitation. Her heart was hammering painfully in her chest and the realization of what she was likely going to find was weighing heavily upon her.

She didn't know what the metal balls were. She'd certainly never seen anything like them before and hoped she never would again, either. However she did know that they were dangerous, they were powerful, and they were the reason for the blood-coated slip of a figure lying on the ground less than five feet from where Tahiri finally stopped. Eyes narrowing, a surge of anger coursing through the girl, Tahiri's lightsaber was flung with well-honed precision.

It soared through the air, the handle smashing into one of the hovering balls. The momentum sent the attacker flying over the railing and into the early morning skies. Tahiri used the Force to yank her lightsaber back to her waiting hand, igniting it the second it smacked into her palm.

"You're going to regret doing that," she informed the three other hovering balls as she finally stepped through the doorway and onto the balcony. There was a slice along her arm from one of them, enough to make most take pause or possibly even retreat. Tahiri simply let the pain wash over her, using her forced training at the hands of Yuuzhan Vong to her advantage, then fixed the offending ball with a hard look.

"You're really going to regret doing that," she tacked on before spinning on her heel and bringing the blade of her lightsaber down in a swinging arc.

A few moments later, three balls were lying in pieces at her feet. The fourth retreated, seemingly vanishing into thin air although Tahiri knew better. She wasn't worried about it though because her gaze had already turned to Yvaine's still form as she dropped to her knees, uncaring of the blood and debris littered around her as it coated her bare legs and feet and left tiny nicks in her skin. Gathering her friend's still form in her lap, she ran trembling hands through the fallen star's hair then scooted them both backward until Tahiri's back was pressed against the wall of the building.

And there, huddled on the balcony, the fourteen-year-old began to hum a lullaby passed down to her by her adoptive father as she watched the city before her slowly descend into chaos.

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do_what_i_must
2010-12-30 12:33 am UTC (link)

Obi-Wan had risen early, as was his wont, after a night of fitful dozing, vague-yet-terrifying nightmares and endless repetition of memories he'd give anything to misplace even though he knew he never would, and found the card beside his bed. His flatmate had obviously left it in during one of his brief moments of sleep. After quickly checking on Yvaine, he could sense that she was still preparing for whatever she was intending to give him as a gift, so he decided to go for a quick run to wake himself up fully. He would be back in plenty of time to see what Yvaine was planning.

He was returning home from the park when he felt it start. One or two deaths at first, brief flares of protest, and then nothing. Enough to alert him that something was not right, and the unsettled feeling in the Force that had been with him for a while now decided to really kick in at that point. He started running at that point, picking up speed as he felt yet more deaths, and then he stumbled.

Force Gods, no. Yvaine?

He was more than familiar with Death, having lived on the front lines of one of the most vicious and nasty wars in the history of his Galaxy, and knew how it felt when his friends became one with the Force. Taking a careful hold of his anger, he put it to one side; he would deal with it later. He needed to get to Tahiri now.

Obi-Wan's lightsaber was lit and in his hand as he started running once more. Force-enhanced speed meant that the few knife-wielding balls (seriously, what kind of place was this?) he discovered did not have time to react before being run through, and then he was at his building. Not bothering with doorways or stairs or anything quite so slow, he simply located his balcony and jumped.

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doesntwearshoes
2011-01-11 05:11 am UTC (link)

By the time Obi-Wan appeared on the balcony, Tahiri had finished the lullaby and had used the Force to get Yvaine's still form back into the apartment. She had returned quickly outside, lightsaber in her hand and at the ready should any more of those... whatever they were decide to show up before the Jedi Master could arrive. She could sense him, drawing closer, and tried to find her inner calm. Or at the very least not give in to her anger at having lost a friend.

Finally, Obi-Wan appeared and Tahiri released a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding. Most of her, save her face and hair, was smeared with blood. It itched as it dried against her bare feet and hands but she ignored the sensation, her expression somber and eyes haunted as she met Obi-Wan's gaze.

"I'm sorry," she said softly. "I was too late. I-" Whatever she had been about to say was cut short as one of the flying spheres appeared behind Obi-Wan. "Look out!" she exclaimed, her free hand raising as she used the Force to send the Toclafane slamming into a nearby building only to watch it come zooming back out, heading directly for them again. This time she brought her lightaber up and spun, slicing it neatly in half. It plummeted past them and the balcony, to the ground below. Tahiri turned her gaze back to the man standing there. Her eyes were wide, her heart hammering loudly in her chest as she struggled to get her emotions back under control.

"What are those things?!" she questioned. Her voice wasn't very calm but she was grateful she'd at least kept herself from screaming like she so desperately wanted to do.

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