![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
weetuskenraiderAfter the Knighting came the reception in their honor, and it was just as ornate and ritzy as the ceremony that had preceded it. She had grown up on an Outer Rim backwater planet and wasn't very good at knowing how to handle these occasions, Luke's prophecy to Jaina was still on her mind, and Tahiri found herself wishing this was a dance back in Fandom with its spiked punch and people hanging out in dark corners.
She was on her way across the reception hall to go talk to Jaina -- she had a vague idea in mind of trying to convince her that really, some down time wouldn't be a bad thing for her at all because it was working for the Jaina in Fandom -- when she happened to pass Luke and Leia talking about the reception and thought maybe she should say hello to Leia. The Solos had been treating Tahiri like family, after all, and it was the least she could do.
"It was lovely," she heard Leia saying as she approached. "I had tears in my eyes."
"The ceremony was mostly Cal's work," Luke said. "He's got a flair for dramatics that I didn't know existed."
"My children. All grown up. And the Jedi have them now." Leia sounded wistful, and suddenly Tahiri was glad she'd had that talk with Jaina back on Borleias.
Luke asked, "Does that bother you?"
"A little. Sometimes I wish they'd grown up to be something other than Jedi. Something safe. But --" She sighed again. "-- that's not going to happen in our family, is it?"
From the look on Luke's face, Tahiri could guess he was trying and utterly failing to imagine Ben doing some boring desk job. She hid a smile and reinforced her mental shields.
Luke had so much on his shoulders, and as much as Tahiri wanted to ease some of that strain, Leia deserved just as much and Tahiri couldn't give her the same kind of comfort ("Yes, your daughter grows up to be kickass, but your son turns evil and she has to kill him" was just not good party conversation), so it didn't seem fair. Besides, knowing something about a possible future was hard enough on a newly minted sixteen-year-old Jedi Knight of no particular importance, and she wouldn't wish that on either of them, with all the responsibilities they had.
Quietly, still hiding that odd little smile, Tahiri continued across the room.
[OOC: NFB, NFI, OOC okay, wow this one is short, yadda yadda. Dialogue from Destiny's Way by Walter Jon Williams, and I am so not above usurping part of the book she's not actually in for the sake of carrying on this week's motif.]
She was on her way across the reception hall to go talk to Jaina -- she had a vague idea in mind of trying to convince her that really, some down time wouldn't be a bad thing for her at all because it was working for the Jaina in Fandom -- when she happened to pass Luke and Leia talking about the reception and thought maybe she should say hello to Leia. The Solos had been treating Tahiri like family, after all, and it was the least she could do.
"It was lovely," she heard Leia saying as she approached. "I had tears in my eyes."
"The ceremony was mostly Cal's work," Luke said. "He's got a flair for dramatics that I didn't know existed."
"My children. All grown up. And the Jedi have them now." Leia sounded wistful, and suddenly Tahiri was glad she'd had that talk with Jaina back on Borleias.
Luke asked, "Does that bother you?"
"A little. Sometimes I wish they'd grown up to be something other than Jedi. Something safe. But --" She sighed again. "-- that's not going to happen in our family, is it?"
From the look on Luke's face, Tahiri could guess he was trying and utterly failing to imagine Ben doing some boring desk job. She hid a smile and reinforced her mental shields.
Luke had so much on his shoulders, and as much as Tahiri wanted to ease some of that strain, Leia deserved just as much and Tahiri couldn't give her the same kind of comfort ("Yes, your daughter grows up to be kickass, but your son turns evil and she has to kill him" was just not good party conversation), so it didn't seem fair. Besides, knowing something about a possible future was hard enough on a newly minted sixteen-year-old Jedi Knight of no particular importance, and she wouldn't wish that on either of them, with all the responsibilities they had.
Quietly, still hiding that odd little smile, Tahiri continued across the room.
[OOC: NFB, NFI, OOC okay, wow this one is short, yadda yadda. Dialogue from Destiny's Way by Walter Jon Williams, and I am so not above usurping part of the book she's not actually in for the sake of carrying on this week's motif.]
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2009-08-05 12:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-05 01:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-05 02:16 am (UTC)