WHO:
emperorshand and
im_not_the_popeWHERE: idk wherever Uncle Palps is at
WHEN: LAAAATE in the night
WARNINGS: Mental maniplation, force style!
SUMMARY: After nearly a week on little sleep, Mara goes to confront the one thing she didn't think she'd have to.
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He allowed his mind to be a beacon; calling to her, directing her on the right path to find him. After all, if she was going to pay him a visit, who was he to refuse? She would find him as anyone ever found him - seated in his chair, his arms resting on the arms of the chair, leaning comfortably back, the black robes he always wore wrapped around his figure, obscuring all but his mouth and chin.
A slight grin came to his face. "I have been expecting you, Mara Jade," he said to her as she approached him.
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"If you did not come here to kill me, then I suggest you stop wasting my time. I have no further use for you right now. Don't worry - when I need you, you will know." He raised his presence in the Force, as if it were a dark, thick blanket covering everything, weighing it down. "Do not think that you can escape your destiny, Mara Jade. And you cannot keep Luke Skywalker from meeting his own, as well."
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"If I'm such a waste of your kriffing time, then stay out of my head," she added, her arms crossed in front of her chest. She had to remain strong, continuing her show of solidarity. "You have no idea what destiny is, you couldn't even prevent your own."
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He returned to his chair, sitting down, his eyes closing as he visibly relaxed in his chair, as if taunting her, completely unafraid of her weapons or her anger or anything about her. "I look forward to seeing you again, Mara Jade."
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The one thought that kept running through her mind was that she couldn't escape the feeling that she had just done more harm than good.
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