A collection of short fics written in response to prompts sent to me on tumblr

"Signing a Document" + Leia Organa

prompt from oathkeeper-of-tarth

100 word drabble.

Mon stepped close, closer than she needed to hand over the stylus.

"Leia, are you sure you've truly thought this through?" No one would hear Mon's words but Leia. She had mastered the art of quietly conferring before a signing. "This will have long lasting consequences for the rest of your-"

"I know what I am doing, Mon," Leia hissed.

She stepped away from her mentor, and added her perfectly practiced signature next to Han's lazy scrawl.

Luke took the stylus after, followed by Chewie.

Han's arms wrapped around her, drawing her close, and her husband banished all thought away.

"A Flash of Anger" + Leia Organa

prompt from Sethnakht

An island.
She had only seen it for an instant before he managed to push her away.
Block her out.
How dare he.
How dare he act like any of this was about him.
Oh, he felt hurt?
He felt responsible?
Give her a kriffing break.
Her life had fallen apart, and he had decided to go and strand himself on a krizzing island.

Years ago the two of them had been stranded on an island together.
Just nineteen years old, ignorant of so much.
She had taught him how to swim, how to hunt, how to always find Alderaan's sun in the night sky.
How to find the way home.
Why did all of them refuse to come home?

Was she really so awful?

"A Flash of Anger" + Anakin Skywalker

prompt from Sethnakht

There was cheese and milk sitting on the table when they headed back inside.
Everyone puttered about, commenting about how good the cheese was, how kind Beru was for bringing it.
Even Padmé was exclaiming over the fact the cheese was homemade.
No one understood.
No one could ever understand.
His mother was dead.
Dead!
But sure let's all have some blue milk cheese and it'll all be better.
He refused to touch it.
He'd sooner starve.

"A Flash of Anger" + Barriss Offee

prompt from Sethnakht

"I was just thinking about what you said earlier, about enjoying the peace while it lasts. As a Jedi, I'm not sure I know how to do that."

She did not know?
As a Jedi, she did not know how to enjoy peace?
It was sickening, how fully this war was corrupting them, twisting them away from what they were supposed to be.

"Master Windu has said we are keepers of the peace, not warriors."

Ahsoka seemed upset with that response.
Did she think Barriss was saying she was a bad Jedi?
No, it wasn't her fault this war had ruined their training.

"However, once the war is over, it will be our job to maintain the peace."

She was sure there would still be a place for those like Ahsoka.
Padawans who were spending their training years more concerned with combat than proper meditation technique.

"Yes, but will we do so as keepers of the peace or warriors? And what's the difference?"

"I don't have all the answers, Ahsoka. Like you, I'm a learner. What does your Master tell you?"

She knew what Master Luminara felt about this of course.
She felt bad that she couldn't in good faith simply share what she had told her.
She hadn't agreed.

"Anakin? Oh, um, you might find some of his thoughts on the future, uh, a bit radical."

"Really? Why?"

"Let's just say my Master will always do what needs to be done. I'm not even sure how peacetime will agree with him."

There was an edge to Ahsoka's voice.
A disturbance that made Barriss's blood run cold.

Was this girl lost already?
Was her Master leading her down a path she should not follow?
A path of Darkness and War and…

Was there anything that could be done?
Before they were all lost.
She needed to act, to do something, save them somehow.
Save them all from themselves.

(All dialogue in this short was taken from The Clone Wars, Season 2 Episode 8, Brain Invaders.)

"A Flash of Anger" + Asajj Ventress

prompt from Sethnakht

Ky was doing it again.
Talking about what the pirates did as if there was never any benefit.
Didn't he understand that Hal'Sted had cared for her?
Done a better job of watching out for her than the red clad women she could barely remember ever had?
She wished he understood that there was no difference between him and Hal'sted, not really.
They were the two men who had rescued her.
The two men who had loved her like their child, after her own clan had offered her up in exchange for… she didn't know what they had sold her for, in truth.
She knew Ky would not appreciate her response.
He'd scold her for speaking too harshly, for feeling all she did.
For disagreeing with him on this crucial matter.
She bit her lip, choked her swelling emotions back.
Her response still held all her frustration that he was making the assumptions he did, failing to see how he and Hal'sted were truly the same.
Of course, he would never know it when he heard it.

"Yes Master."