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Eskel barely registered her presence before following Kijani's instructions. He walk toward her through the mud, putting one foot in front of the other. For a moment, he even thought about grabbing his comlink and summoning his guards. But decided against it however, as the prince was worried that any extra movement would alert... whatever the hell it was that was in the water with him.
When he reached end of the swamp and put his hands back on solid ground, he looked up to his savior. She was sweaty and clearly dressed for physical exercise, but that didn't hide her natural beauty. For a moment, he forgot he was mere seconds away from being eaten alive by a horrible swamp monster as he looked at her.
He was shaken out of his daydream at the sound of something breaking the surface of the water right behind him. Whatever it was, it cast a massive shadow over him and Kijani.
"Help." he said, while standing perfectly still.
When he reached end of the swamp and put his hands back on solid ground, he looked up to his savior. She was sweaty and clearly dressed for physical exercise, but that didn't hide her natural beauty. For a moment, he forgot he was mere seconds away from being eaten alive by a horrible swamp monster as he looked at her.
He was shaken out of his daydream at the sound of something breaking the surface of the water right behind him. Whatever it was, it cast a massive shadow over him and Kijani.
"Help." he said, while standing perfectly still.
Prince Eskel was dressed in his best white tunic, the height of Naboo's fashion. His plan wasn't to impress Princess Kijani by flaunting his wealth, as he knew she was not so easily impressed, but rather to look impressive and noble.
As he walked through the muddy swamps of Dagobah, however, he realized how bad of an idea this was. He was glad that he ordered his security forces to stay with the ship, as he didn't need more people to see the noble, good-hearted prince covered waist deep in mud. Being escorted by half a dozen armed guards was hardly heroic or attractive.
Suddenly, he felt something brush up against his leg in the mud, and Eskel completely froze. Was there something dangerous in the water? Was he about to die?
"Hello?" he said into the swamp, hoping that someone would hear him.
As he walked through the muddy swamps of Dagobah, however, he realized how bad of an idea this was. He was glad that he ordered his security forces to stay with the ship, as he didn't need more people to see the noble, good-hearted prince covered waist deep in mud. Being escorted by half a dozen armed guards was hardly heroic or attractive.
Suddenly, he felt something brush up against his leg in the mud, and Eskel completely froze. Was there something dangerous in the water? Was he about to die?
"Hello?" he said into the swamp, hoping that someone would hear him.
Yoda simply nodded, looking face showing dismay for the first time since the Jedi had arrived on planet. "Left per my instructions, Adam has. A great Jedi, he could be. But, too much of his father in him, he has. However, much training you have. Let us begin." he said, setting aside his walking stick and igniting his own lightsaber.
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Six Weeks Later...
"Unidentified freighter, clear the way or be destroyed!" said the Imperial communications officer aboard the light cruiser Retribution. As a precaution, the captain already ordered the ships compliment of TIEs to disembark and surround the YT-1300 freighter. It wasn't uncommon for ships to become damaged in the Metharian Nebula, as the many swirling, violet clouds held many dangers.
"Cannot comply!" came the static filled response from the freighter. Han Solo wouldn't consider himself a great actor, but thankfully he only needed to keep this charade going for another minute. Just as the small imperial convoy came to a complete halt, the trap was finally sprung.
"Targets acquired. Formation, attack!" came the call over the comlink, and the six X-wings dove out of the clouds and fell upon the Imperials. Raptor Three, Adam Skywalker, was first among the TIEs, blasting one before the others had time to react.
After leaving Kijani on Dagobah, Adam needed something to keep the young woman from his mind. Becoming a pilot seemed like the obvious choice, as the Rebels were desperately short on recruits. He wasn't sure he made the right choice until he got into the cockpit of his own X-Wing and flew with Raptor Squadron. He knew his father had been something of a pilot himself, and feeling the freedom and speed in his own hands made the young man feel closer to his father than he had ever felt.
It wasn't long before the rest of the dark-green X-wings scattered the Imperial fighters like frightened banthas, letting the acompanying bombers to cripple the small convoy. Once all was said and done, Adam scored one more TIE fighter kill to his name, bringing his career total to eight.
It felt good to be useful, but the young Jedi wished that Kijani was here to share in his success. Once his squadron, along side the Millennium Falcon, returned to their frigate, Adam knew that all that was waiting for him was a night of hollow celebration and wondering whatever Kijani was up to.
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The silver star-skiff was massive, and Prince Eskel was surprised that the pilot could find a place to park here on Dagobah. The prince normally hated such ostentatious displays of wealth and grandeur, but his father deemed it necessary for a first impression.
This wasn't a terribly large planet, and the prince was sure that his craft landing would be noticed by whoever was here. Hopefully, one of them was his future wife.
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Six Weeks Later...
"Unidentified freighter, clear the way or be destroyed!" said the Imperial communications officer aboard the light cruiser Retribution. As a precaution, the captain already ordered the ships compliment of TIEs to disembark and surround the YT-1300 freighter. It wasn't uncommon for ships to become damaged in the Metharian Nebula, as the many swirling, violet clouds held many dangers.
"Cannot comply!" came the static filled response from the freighter. Han Solo wouldn't consider himself a great actor, but thankfully he only needed to keep this charade going for another minute. Just as the small imperial convoy came to a complete halt, the trap was finally sprung.
"Targets acquired. Formation, attack!" came the call over the comlink, and the six X-wings dove out of the clouds and fell upon the Imperials. Raptor Three, Adam Skywalker, was first among the TIEs, blasting one before the others had time to react.
After leaving Kijani on Dagobah, Adam needed something to keep the young woman from his mind. Becoming a pilot seemed like the obvious choice, as the Rebels were desperately short on recruits. He wasn't sure he made the right choice until he got into the cockpit of his own X-Wing and flew with Raptor Squadron. He knew his father had been something of a pilot himself, and feeling the freedom and speed in his own hands made the young man feel closer to his father than he had ever felt.
It wasn't long before the rest of the dark-green X-wings scattered the Imperial fighters like frightened banthas, letting the acompanying bombers to cripple the small convoy. Once all was said and done, Adam scored one more TIE fighter kill to his name, bringing his career total to eight.
It felt good to be useful, but the young Jedi wished that Kijani was here to share in his success. Once his squadron, along side the Millennium Falcon, returned to their frigate, Adam knew that all that was waiting for him was a night of hollow celebration and wondering whatever Kijani was up to.
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The silver star-skiff was massive, and Prince Eskel was surprised that the pilot could find a place to park here on Dagobah. The prince normally hated such ostentatious displays of wealth and grandeur, but his father deemed it necessary for a first impression.
This wasn't a terribly large planet, and the prince was sure that his craft landing would be noticed by whoever was here. Hopefully, one of them was his future wife.
Adam wanted to answer her before she made a quick decision. He didn't love Princess Kijani or Jedi Kijani. He just loved Kijani. But once she said that it would be best if he just left, he could only agree. Adam was glad that she decided to be the one to show sense.
Then why did this hurt so much?
"Right." he said, hefting the last of his bags over his shoulders. "Good luck, Kijani. I-" he stopped himself, unsure of what to say that won't make this situation worse. After a moment, he settled on "You know where to find me. Good luck, and may the Force be with you." Then, he turned away, wondering if he would ever see her again. I mean, we're the only Jedi left in the galaxy other than Master Yoda. We have to see each other again sometime. Right?
Then why did this hurt so much?
"Right." he said, hefting the last of his bags over his shoulders. "Good luck, Kijani. I-" he stopped himself, unsure of what to say that won't make this situation worse. After a moment, he settled on "You know where to find me. Good luck, and may the Force be with you." Then, he turned away, wondering if he would ever see her again. I mean, we're the only Jedi left in the galaxy other than Master Yoda. We have to see each other again sometime. Right?
Adam narrowly resisted the urge to say Yes, mam. at Kijani's instruction. This was already hard enough for him, and he didn't feel the need to make a joke out of it. So he took a deep breath and began to speak.
"You don't need me here. You have your own training to finish. I feel like I still have more to learn, and I don't want to distract you. I'll go where the Force guides me to go. Who knows? Maybe Han and Chewie could use a third?" That part was all true, but that was only part of it. Adam knew this day would have to come eventually, but he had hoped that the circumstances would be far better than this.
"There's something else, too." he began, feeling his hands shake. He hoped that Kijani didn't see how nervous he was, but soon it wouldn't matter.
"I admit that when I first met you, I had a bit of a crush on you. It was childish and pathetic, I know, and it was something that would go away with time. But... it didn't."
He wanted to go to her, to embrace her and never let go. But he didn't know how she would take it.
"I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid. I didn't want to lose my best friend over misplaced feelings. Either way, I can't stay here like this. If I get pulled to the Dark Side because of love, I don't want to take you with me."
"You don't need me here. You have your own training to finish. I feel like I still have more to learn, and I don't want to distract you. I'll go where the Force guides me to go. Who knows? Maybe Han and Chewie could use a third?" That part was all true, but that was only part of it. Adam knew this day would have to come eventually, but he had hoped that the circumstances would be far better than this.
"There's something else, too." he began, feeling his hands shake. He hoped that Kijani didn't see how nervous he was, but soon it wouldn't matter.
"I admit that when I first met you, I had a bit of a crush on you. It was childish and pathetic, I know, and it was something that would go away with time. But... it didn't."
He wanted to go to her, to embrace her and never let go. But he didn't know how she would take it.
"I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid. I didn't want to lose my best friend over misplaced feelings. Either way, I can't stay here like this. If I get pulled to the Dark Side because of love, I don't want to take you with me."
Adam's sleep was not restful, and it was full of bad dreams. He could feel the dark side of the force emanating strongly from this planet. When he closed his eyes to shut out the cries of pain and anguish, they only grew louder and louder in his mind. Worse still was the cold. He had the simply heating lamp turned to maximum, and yet he shivered.
What was this place? he thought to himself. A battle? A massacre? Whatever it was, he was beginning to wonder how any Jedi could stay here and not turn mad. Although after meeting Yoda...
"Lost to me, this planet's mysteries are." said a familiar voice from the U-wing's open hatch. "Learn them in time, perhaps. Though have much of it, I do not."
Adam rose from his bunk and looked to Yoda. "You say that my training is complete, but how can that be?" he asked. He did his best to try and hide his frustration, but he knew it showed.
"No more to learn, you have. Except from yourself." Yoda said. If he noticed Adam's irritation, he didn't show it. "Let go of attachment, a Jedi must. Yet tightly, you hold on." Adam could tell where this was going, so it was best to just get it out of the way and stop dancing around the issue.
"Is it so obvious that I love her?" he asked, as much to himself as to the wizened Jedi master.
"Strength in the Force to see this, I do not need." Yoda said with a laugh. "Know, does she?"
Adam simply shook his head. "I don't know." It was true. Was he just her friend and teacher, or much more?
"Close to the Dark Side, you are becoming." Yoda said, matter-of-factly. "Training, she must focus on. Yourself, you must. Teach final lesson, only you can."
Adam wanted to throw something. For all of his insane, backwards talk, Yoda was right. Even if she wasn't a Jedi, how could she ever love him back? The young Jedi needed to find his own place in the galaxy. Even if that means being far away from Kijani Organa.
"Right. At least let me say goodbye first." Adam said, feeling defeated.
What was this place? he thought to himself. A battle? A massacre? Whatever it was, he was beginning to wonder how any Jedi could stay here and not turn mad. Although after meeting Yoda...
"Lost to me, this planet's mysteries are." said a familiar voice from the U-wing's open hatch. "Learn them in time, perhaps. Though have much of it, I do not."
Adam rose from his bunk and looked to Yoda. "You say that my training is complete, but how can that be?" he asked. He did his best to try and hide his frustration, but he knew it showed.
"No more to learn, you have. Except from yourself." Yoda said. If he noticed Adam's irritation, he didn't show it. "Let go of attachment, a Jedi must. Yet tightly, you hold on." Adam could tell where this was going, so it was best to just get it out of the way and stop dancing around the issue.
"Is it so obvious that I love her?" he asked, as much to himself as to the wizened Jedi master.
"Strength in the Force to see this, I do not need." Yoda said with a laugh. "Know, does she?"
Adam simply shook his head. "I don't know." It was true. Was he just her friend and teacher, or much more?
"Close to the Dark Side, you are becoming." Yoda said, matter-of-factly. "Training, she must focus on. Yourself, you must. Teach final lesson, only you can."
Adam wanted to throw something. For all of his insane, backwards talk, Yoda was right. Even if she wasn't a Jedi, how could she ever love him back? The young Jedi needed to find his own place in the galaxy. Even if that means being far away from Kijani Organa.
"Right. At least let me say goodbye first." Adam said, feeling defeated.
After a quick search on the Holo-net revealed a deluge of information on Eskel Veruna, Prince of Naboo. It seemed to most of the gutter press of the galaxy, the Prince was an open book. On occasion, he was an entitled rich party-boy, but he was mostly well meaning. He even donated to a few charities and helped out with a few not-for-prophet causes. Generally, however, he tried to stay out of politics outside of his home planet. Why his noble house would be interested in associating itself with the Rebel Alliance was anyone's guess.
"Yea, no problem." Adam said. He felt like Kijani was trying to avoid telling him something, but he figured that he would hear it eventually. He sat down on a nearby log, looking exasperated.
"Honestly, I'm not sure what I can do. Yoda says I don't need more training, so I technically don't have any reason to be here. But... I don't want to leave you here." Adam said, trying not to sound awkward. What he really wanted to say was I want to stay at your side until I die. But he wasn't sure how she was going to take that.
"Maybe there is something else here for me to do. This place is strong in the Force, and maybe I'll get a sign." he said with a shrug.
"Honestly, I'm not sure what I can do. Yoda says I don't need more training, so I technically don't have any reason to be here. But... I don't want to leave you here." Adam said, trying not to sound awkward. What he really wanted to say was I want to stay at your side until I die. But he wasn't sure how she was going to take that.
"Maybe there is something else here for me to do. This place is strong in the Force, and maybe I'll get a sign." he said with a shrug.
"I know this isn't what you wanted, but think of all the good this could do for the cause. With the funding from Naboo, we could fight the Empire on nearly equal terms." Bail said before taking a deep breath. "I appreciate that you are going to at least think it over. House Veruna isn't expecting an answer right away, so you have some time. Please, contact me again soon."
With that, Bail Organa shut off his communicator. Adam walked back in, wiping his hands on his tunic. "Tents all set up. Did I miss anything?"
With that, Bail Organa shut off his communicator. Adam walked back in, wiping his hands on his tunic. "Tents all set up. Did I miss anything?"
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