Themed Drabbles Set 10

Bell

She awakes to the sound of a bell. A loud hollow gong which reverberates inside her head. It takes a second, but she realizes exactly what that bell sound means.

She grins, a bright thing. Visitors.

A quick glance down at her clothes reveals that she is modestly dressed, so she rushes out just in time to see her mother open the door on a group of humans. Her eyes widen slightly as she sees Luke Skywalker standing there in the middle of the group. Then they grow even larger as she sees the serious dark-haired man next to him.

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Book

She has been assigned to show them around the library. A huge structure filled to overflowing with actual books. She has always loved this place. The smell of antiquity and knowledge. The sheer feeling and texture of the flimsies between hard bindings of leather and board.

She flashes a grin at the dark haired man again. Silently she reminds herself of his name. Jacen. Jacen Solo.

He smiles lightly in her direction, and she spins away, feeling a blush coming on. She reaches up, and slips the book she was looking for from the stacks, even as she glances back.

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Candle

She watches the candle, and wonders what it would be like to have a romantic candle-lit dinner with Jacen. She glances at him; he is reading some tome of arcane and pointless knowledge. Her eyes trace his features, going down the face to the neck where she sees a lattice work of scars.

She frowns, and he must have felt her scrutiny, because he shifts his shoulders, hiding the scars under his robes.

He looks up at her, grins and winks.

She blushes once more, and can feel her stomach flutter like the candle in the sudden gust of wind.

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Bowl

They are traveling through the Bowl. The subtle depression of land and ice masses between the two major cities of Csilla. She shivers slightly, and pulls her coat tighter over her shoulders. Something is wrong.

She shouldn’t be cold.

Their transport should be perfectly regulated in temperature.

Before she can get up to warn anybody an explosion rips through the transport, and she feels something large and heavy smash against her head.

Darkness.

She awakens to warmth, and comfort. She finds herself cradled in Jacen’s arms, wrapped up in them and his cloak. She smiles and snuggles closer to him.

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Blade

The emergency vehicle lands beside the twisted remains of their transport, and she looks on in confusion as soldiers rush out. Their weapons are drawn and leveled at the group.

“Give us the Fel girl.”

Her Knight. Her guardian, looks at them, and she can feel the power in his voice. “No.”

The clicks of safeties being turned off ring loudly in the bowl.

He sets her down, and slips his cloak off, and around her shoulders to provider her extra warmth. Standing, he pulls the small metal cylinder from his belt.

A snap hiss and he wields a blade.