Blue (NJO; A/T)
Title: Blue
Fandom: Star Wars NJO
Characters: Anakin Solo/Tahiri Veila
fanfic100 prompt: #15 Blue
Rating: G
Words: 219
Notes: Originally written for tahiriveila in theatrical_muse.
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Eyes a shade lighter than the daytime sky on Tatooine, piercing, knowing, honest -- so beautiful, so blue.
Smiling -- mischievously? ruefully? -- and blinking at her. Sparkling, as if the boy -- man -- behind them has a secret he's about to share. A secret he's managed to keep, desite their open bond. Or has he? She's not sure; she never is.
"Here," he says, and she gasps as he opens his hand to reveal -- a gem, a small crystal, the same colour as his eyes.
"Anakin! I-- wow, thank you!" She grins at him, takes the gem from his hand, examines it, then hugs him tight enough to hurt. "Where'd you get it on this ship?"
That half-grin, lopsided, his family's trademark. "I asked Booster -- he suggested that, y'know, someone would have one, maybe cheap for a Jedi."
She shakes her head, eyebrow raised. "You paid--?"
"Not with money. Credits aren't the only currency on a ship like this."
"Anakin--!"
He laughs. "Not that, either! Odd jobs, repairs -- computer and machine skills are handy on a Star Destroyer. So, you can rebuild your 'saber now, right?"
She nods, a grateful smile on her face, and hugs him again. "Yeah, I can -- thanks!"
"No problem," he says, smiling softly. "Never a problem."
Fandom: Star Wars NJO
Characters: Anakin Solo/Tahiri Veila
fanfic100 prompt: #15 Blue
Rating: G
Words: 219
Notes: Originally written for tahiriveila in theatrical_muse.
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Eyes a shade lighter than the daytime sky on Tatooine, piercing, knowing, honest -- so beautiful, so blue.
Smiling -- mischievously? ruefully? -- and blinking at her. Sparkling, as if the boy -- man -- behind them has a secret he's about to share. A secret he's managed to keep, desite their open bond. Or has he? She's not sure; she never is.
"Here," he says, and she gasps as he opens his hand to reveal -- a gem, a small crystal, the same colour as his eyes.
"Anakin! I-- wow, thank you!" She grins at him, takes the gem from his hand, examines it, then hugs him tight enough to hurt. "Where'd you get it on this ship?"
That half-grin, lopsided, his family's trademark. "I asked Booster -- he suggested that, y'know, someone would have one, maybe cheap for a Jedi."
She shakes her head, eyebrow raised. "You paid--?"
"Not with money. Credits aren't the only currency on a ship like this."
"Anakin--!"
He laughs. "Not that, either! Odd jobs, repairs -- computer and machine skills are handy on a Star Destroyer. So, you can rebuild your 'saber now, right?"
She nods, a grateful smile on her face, and hugs him again. "Yeah, I can -- thanks!"
"No problem," he says, smiling softly. "Never a problem."