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Jinny nodded, and shook his hand very politely. Before she could introduce herself like she had been taught, she too, heard sirens in the distance.
When Mr. Wilson – Uncle Wilson? Uncle Slade maybe? - asked her if she wanted to keep anything, she nodded a bit. Going back into the closet, she tugged out a pink Hello Kitty suitcase. In that, she put her favorite clothes and shoes, her books, and her absolutely treasured stuffed Hello Kitty named Fluffy. She made sure the suitcase was as full as she could make it, since she knew they couldn’t come back.
“Um…” She looked around once more, nibbling on her thumbnail as she did. She poked her head into the hallway, and looked up. On the wall was a neatly framed picture of all three of them, when they went on vacation to Japan just last year. Her parents were smiling and holding her up, and they were surrounded by pretty pink cherry blossoms. Everyone was very happy in that picture.
The picture was well out of her reach. “Um. Can you take that down? I want them to come with me.” The sirens were growing louder now, and she felt a twist of fear in her belly. Something told her the police would try to take her away from her new uncle, and she didn’t want that. Slowly she turned, looking in every direction as if trying to memorize the house itself.
Then she turned to her parents, still on the floor, and kissed them both on the forehead. They were cold.
“Bye Okaa-san. Bye Daddy. I love you.”
Then she looked up at her new uncle with a surprisingly serious face for a child.
“I’m ready to go.”
When Mr. Wilson – Uncle Wilson? Uncle Slade maybe? - asked her if she wanted to keep anything, she nodded a bit. Going back into the closet, she tugged out a pink Hello Kitty suitcase. In that, she put her favorite clothes and shoes, her books, and her absolutely treasured stuffed Hello Kitty named Fluffy. She made sure the suitcase was as full as she could make it, since she knew they couldn’t come back.
“Um…” She looked around once more, nibbling on her thumbnail as she did. She poked her head into the hallway, and looked up. On the wall was a neatly framed picture of all three of them, when they went on vacation to Japan just last year. Her parents were smiling and holding her up, and they were surrounded by pretty pink cherry blossoms. Everyone was very happy in that picture.
The picture was well out of her reach. “Um. Can you take that down? I want them to come with me.” The sirens were growing louder now, and she felt a twist of fear in her belly. Something told her the police would try to take her away from her new uncle, and she didn’t want that. Slowly she turned, looking in every direction as if trying to memorize the house itself.
Then she turned to her parents, still on the floor, and kissed them both on the forehead. They were cold.
“Bye Okaa-san. Bye Daddy. I love you.”
Then she looked up at her new uncle with a surprisingly serious face for a child.
“I’m ready to go.”
Kijani looked down at the lightsaber with great curiosity. She'd seen Adam wield it like an expert. That was the part that both impressed and scared her most. Someone as gentle and kind as he could be absolutely lethal.
"Alright. Focus on the space." Her eyes slid shut, and she started to concentrate. There was the lightsaber in front of her, cold metal and... something like a banked energy in between it. With her mind, she explored the sturdy shape, and her fingers stretched forward.
"Lift... lift..." She felt something flow from her fingertips toward the blade. She cracked an eyelid to watch, and... nothing happened.
"Hm. I thought I had it. Let's try again." She closed her eyes once more, this time focusing everything she had on the saber in front of her. Her other senses seemed heightened. The hum of the droids and Adam's breathing became stronger, the dimness behind her eyelids seemed to brighten into sparkling stars.
The lighsaber in front of her jumped about a half inch on one side, then lay still.
Kijani reluctantly opened her eyes. "...Did I do it?"
"Alright. Focus on the space." Her eyes slid shut, and she started to concentrate. There was the lightsaber in front of her, cold metal and... something like a banked energy in between it. With her mind, she explored the sturdy shape, and her fingers stretched forward.
"Lift... lift..." She felt something flow from her fingertips toward the blade. She cracked an eyelid to watch, and... nothing happened.
"Hm. I thought I had it. Let's try again." She closed her eyes once more, this time focusing everything she had on the saber in front of her. Her other senses seemed heightened. The hum of the droids and Adam's breathing became stronger, the dimness behind her eyelids seemed to brighten into sparkling stars.
The lighsaber in front of her jumped about a half inch on one side, then lay still.
Kijani reluctantly opened her eyes. "...Did I do it?"
Devika smiled a bit and nodded. "I could try to handle one more person. I get that we're going with baby steps, but I don't want to hamper your business. I think our bond is only going to improve with practice." She plopped herself down in one of the available chairs.
"I know you're beating yourself up about not being the perfect anchor. But I think you're doing a great job." She smiled, but it faded fast. "Let's face it. I've basically invaded your life and your privacy. I don't know if I could have done better than you're doing if it was the other way around." She sighed faintly. "It's one of the major drawbacks of the empath program. What if two people really don't mesh?" She winced a bit, waving her hands in a defensive manner.
"Not saying that we don't mesh! I think we both need more time, that's all. So... so don't kick yourself, okay? It will all be alright."
"I know you're beating yourself up about not being the perfect anchor. But I think you're doing a great job." She smiled, but it faded fast. "Let's face it. I've basically invaded your life and your privacy. I don't know if I could have done better than you're doing if it was the other way around." She sighed faintly. "It's one of the major drawbacks of the empath program. What if two people really don't mesh?" She winced a bit, waving her hands in a defensive manner.
"Not saying that we don't mesh! I think we both need more time, that's all. So... so don't kick yourself, okay? It will all be alright."
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Aw man, that sucks. I hope you feel better soon. Take your time with the post, your health comes first.
Jinny looked at the strange man, feeling much more calm that he'd removed the scary mask and revealed that he was, in fact, human. Though, she did wonder what happened to his eye. She tried not to stare. Daddy said that was rude.
She listened to what he was saying, very carefully. There were two choices, far harder than anything she'd ever had to think about. Her father was a policeman. She knew that much. She knew how to call 911 and her own address, too. Unfortunately, there had not been time to get to the phone.
But to go with another family? What if the scary ladies wanted to come back for her? Would they... would they send that family to heaven as well? Would they always follow her, no matter what? She couldn't stand that thought. No one else should be in trouble because of her.
"Mister, I... I'm scared of the ladies. I think they are going to come back and find me. I don't want anyone else to get hurt." She looked down, very saddened for a moment.
"I think I would like to go with you. You look really strong, like Daddy and Okaa-san... Maybe you can send them away and I can be safe." The child looked up at him, the faintest glimmer of hope lighting in her dark eyes. "If you promise to protect me from the scary ladies, then I will go with you."
She listened to what he was saying, very carefully. There were two choices, far harder than anything she'd ever had to think about. Her father was a policeman. She knew that much. She knew how to call 911 and her own address, too. Unfortunately, there had not been time to get to the phone.
But to go with another family? What if the scary ladies wanted to come back for her? Would they... would they send that family to heaven as well? Would they always follow her, no matter what? She couldn't stand that thought. No one else should be in trouble because of her.
"Mister, I... I'm scared of the ladies. I think they are going to come back and find me. I don't want anyone else to get hurt." She looked down, very saddened for a moment.
"I think I would like to go with you. You look really strong, like Daddy and Okaa-san... Maybe you can send them away and I can be safe." The child looked up at him, the faintest glimmer of hope lighting in her dark eyes. "If you promise to protect me from the scary ladies, then I will go with you."
Kijani stared up into Adam's eyes, still obviously shaken. "I saw... I thought I saw..." She shook her head, shutting her eyes. "I saw - I felt - my father's presence." Her eyes opened, dull and empty. "But that is impossible. My father is gone." A tear escaped her, and she brushed it away hurriedly. No time for tears. She took a few deep breaths, calming her racing heart.
"Maybe the Force was just showing me what I wanted to see. I am new to this, after all." She flashed him the briefest of smiles, clearly trying to keep a brave face on. "So, the first step is meditation. I can handle that, as long as it isn't so... intense as the first one. What's next?" Despite the strange, lingering presence of her father, Kijani was still eager to learn.
"Maybe the Force was just showing me what I wanted to see. I am new to this, after all." She flashed him the briefest of smiles, clearly trying to keep a brave face on. "So, the first step is meditation. I can handle that, as long as it isn't so... intense as the first one. What's next?" Despite the strange, lingering presence of her father, Kijani was still eager to learn.
Jinny stared up in surprise at the strange, scary man in the mask who had no reaction to being poked. She held the knife in both of her small hands, trying not to show that she was afraid. But her hands were making the knife shake, so it was very obvious. When he asked her a question, she couldn’t help but respond, rather politely considering the situation.
“Okaa-san told me to! She said whoever comes in I poke them with the knife. It didn’t work.” She looked at the knife, then back to him. Her hands dropped, and she looked utterly defeated, the sort of look that a child shouldn’t wear.
“Are you going to send me to heaven too?” Her eyes were reddened from crying, but her face was dry. It had seemed she had cried everything out. “I don’t think I want to go.”
She just didn’t understand, and so she started to talk. Maybe this was a grown up thing that she wasn’t allowed to know about. “We were eating dinner, and then the door exploded. The ladies in white came in and they knew Okaa-san’s name, and then Okaa-san had a sword, a really pretty one. And Daddy had a gun, and then they fought, and then we ran, and Okaa-san hid me in the closet. I didn’t see the rest.” She pointed at the bodies of her parents. “And then they went to heaven. That’s it.”
A little sigh escaped the child, as she looked past the stranger to her parents. There was a struggle behind her brown eyes, a battle between the child she was before, and the child she was now. The current child won out, and she carefully approached the two bodies. She touched her mother’s face with one small hand, then her father’s. Her head dipped, her bangs drooping over her eyes.
“...you don’t come back from heaven, do you? They’re not going to come back.” She looked back at the stranger for confirmation, but her eyes held no hope.
“I’m all by myself now.”
“Okaa-san told me to! She said whoever comes in I poke them with the knife. It didn’t work.” She looked at the knife, then back to him. Her hands dropped, and she looked utterly defeated, the sort of look that a child shouldn’t wear.
“Are you going to send me to heaven too?” Her eyes were reddened from crying, but her face was dry. It had seemed she had cried everything out. “I don’t think I want to go.”
She just didn’t understand, and so she started to talk. Maybe this was a grown up thing that she wasn’t allowed to know about. “We were eating dinner, and then the door exploded. The ladies in white came in and they knew Okaa-san’s name, and then Okaa-san had a sword, a really pretty one. And Daddy had a gun, and then they fought, and then we ran, and Okaa-san hid me in the closet. I didn’t see the rest.” She pointed at the bodies of her parents. “And then they went to heaven. That’s it.”
A little sigh escaped the child, as she looked past the stranger to her parents. There was a struggle behind her brown eyes, a battle between the child she was before, and the child she was now. The current child won out, and she carefully approached the two bodies. She touched her mother’s face with one small hand, then her father’s. Her head dipped, her bangs drooping over her eyes.
“...you don’t come back from heaven, do you? They’re not going to come back.” She looked back at the stranger for confirmation, but her eyes held no hope.
“I’m all by myself now.”
Thank you. That will help.
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