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starwars100Title: Risking Everything
Prompt: Outer Rim
Author: lumiosecity
Rating: G
Characters: Original Padawan Character
Pairing: N/A
Star Wars Media Property: Prequel Trilogy
Word count: 200
Warnings/Spoilers: No spoilers for anything ongoing
Summary: A survivor goes home, in the loosest sense of the term.
In the farthest reaches of the galaxy, no one will find you.
It’s hardly a comforting thought. The girl has never been alone— her Master had always been by her side, and before then, there were her fellow initiates, and before then, in the most distant crevices of her memory, there was her father, who’d sent her off to a better future far away from the barren prospects of the Outer Rim.
But now? Now, there is no one. Just the girl and her skills and a hidden weapon she can never display, running away at the speed of light, hoping beyond hope that she isn’t the only one of her Order to have survived.
The Outer Rim hasn’t been her home in a long, long time, but it’s all she has left.
Hidden away in an industrial freighter, still and quiet as the endless void, the girl—the Padawan, though she’s certain she can never use that title again—wonders, faintly, if her father is still out there.
If he’d be glad to see her again.
She has to shake the thought away, cursing herself for even considering the notion.
Too dangerous. Far too dangerous.
She’s risking enough as it is.
Prompt: Outer Rim
Author: lumiosecity
Rating: G
Characters: Original Padawan Character
Pairing: N/A
Star Wars Media Property: Prequel Trilogy
Word count: 200
Warnings/Spoilers: No spoilers for anything ongoing
Summary: A survivor goes home, in the loosest sense of the term.
In the farthest reaches of the galaxy, no one will find you.
It’s hardly a comforting thought. The girl has never been alone— her Master had always been by her side, and before then, there were her fellow initiates, and before then, in the most distant crevices of her memory, there was her father, who’d sent her off to a better future far away from the barren prospects of the Outer Rim.
But now? Now, there is no one. Just the girl and her skills and a hidden weapon she can never display, running away at the speed of light, hoping beyond hope that she isn’t the only one of her Order to have survived.
The Outer Rim hasn’t been her home in a long, long time, but it’s all she has left.
Hidden away in an industrial freighter, still and quiet as the endless void, the girl—the Padawan, though she’s certain she can never use that title again—wonders, faintly, if her father is still out there.
If he’d be glad to see her again.
She has to shake the thought away, cursing herself for even considering the notion.
Too dangerous. Far too dangerous.
She’s risking enough as it is.
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