A/N: Also alternatively named "On the wings of racing homers", because it sure is very sad we can't respond to all those messages we receive. So - replies to all those lovely emails in no particular order. If there is change in the pairing, it will be stated in the author's notes.
The only constant pairings will be F!Trooper/Aric Jorgan and F!Smuggler/Corso Riggs, mostly because I can never pick one pairing for my F!JK and stick by it D:
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Re: For when you wake up (F!JK/Theron Shan)
From: Sunstone Filars
To: Theron Shan
Subject: Re: For when you wake up
I wrote this message so many times I lost count, and in case you are wondering, I can count really high. So don't worry about writing it twice, or however many times it took you. I certainly understand.
As Lana no doubt told you, getting me out of that carbonite had been the easiest part of the whole adventure. Getting ourselves out of the building, and then factory, a reactor close to exploding and also run-in with duo of Knights of Zakuul and also the High Justice Vaylin… that certainly had been a different tale, in part because of me being a blasted goody-two-shoes, as I heard her mumble, when she obviously thought I couldn't hear (but I could. My hearing is very good, just ask my sisters).
Five years.
Koth, and later Lana, told me it had been five years since I had been imprisoned in carbonite. There had been dreams, from what I can remember, but while crazy, it was that particular kind of crazy that makes you glad a certain someone wasn't in it.
Because believe me, I would have loved to have a dream that had you in it - just not these crazy dreams.
The time we spent together before I left with Marr for the Wild space had been short, I know, and this something between us is something that keeps me going right now. We've already had seen each other (which reminds me I never thanked you for finding Defender for me - that ship is full of memories, both good and a few of not so good, and it's a great comfort to have it close, especially now), and part of me felt as if we met for the very first time; the smile here and there, the long looks and shyly lowered eyes, fingers just barely touching and quickly retreating.
Lana told me she, Koth and Koth's crew cooked up a bit of a celebration of our (and, as went unsaid, mine ) state of "we're alive and kicking" today evening, and it would be prudent of all of us to attend.
I will be there. And hopefully, so will you.