Entry 72

We spent three days doing Force drills…albeit there was a lot of breaks between training sessions for more romantic endeavors.

The Jedi is a quick learner. He was able to freeze blasterbolts within an hour. Fortunately for him the energy bolts don't have to be travelling directly at him for the skill to work, otherwise he would be floating in a bacta tank after the first attempt. Instead, I would shoot above his head or to his side while practicing until he felt confident for a head-on shot.

He was already skilled in telekinesis and levitation, so I decided to work on communicating with one another through the Force. Luke said he was able to hear his father over the vastness of space. He was also able to communicate with his sister when he was close to death and hanging from a communications antennae under Cloud City. Although I don't like the idea of another Force user being able to pop into my head like Palpatine once did, I do realize that it would be a very handy skill to possess…especially when we were considering having a long-term clandestine relationship. It would be nice not having to worry about our transceiver communications being compromised.

We traveled back to the large cave system where we first sparred. I didn't think anybody could be able to pick up our thoughts while in the city, but having millions of people surrounding your location could cause interference and delay the learning process.

We were sitting cross-legged, facing each other while on a large blanket in the middle of the cavern grotto. The area was dimly lit by a lone glowstick giving the area an almost romantic atmosphere. I know it made the Jedi amorous. Twice I had to smack his hands away as he tried to reach out and caress my knees and thighs.

"Pay attention," I admonished him.

"You have my full attention," he said playfully.

I sighed deeply. "Do you want to do Force training or do you simply want to kriff all day?"

He looked to the cave ceiling as he rubbed his chin in thought. "That is a tough choice."

I heaved a sigh. "Were you this frustrating with your other Force instructors?"

He chuckled loudly. "Umm…no, but Yoda and Ben Kenobi didn't distract me like you do."

I let out a short laugh and shook my head. "You said you communicated with your sister. Trying doing the same with me."

"Okay." He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. I waited and waited, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes and glanced in my direction. "Did you pick up anything from me?"

"No." I tried to think back as to how the skill was taught to me, but I was so young when I was trained in Force communication that I don't remember. I decided to try different approaches. "Instead of thinking of words, try images."

He nodded before closing his eyes and furrowing his brow in concentration. After a few moments I felt a buzzing in my brain. I could visualize static for a moment before an image coalesced. Once I realized what I was seeing I smacked him on his knee while giving him a stern look. "Stop that!"

He smiled widely. "I guess that means my image projection was successful."

"I hope your sister didn't get a glimpse of what you were projecting."

His smile dropped from his face. "You don't think she can pick up on our communications, do you?"

I smirked. "I don't know, Farmboy. You haven't learned control or zeroing in on a particular target yet. For all I know you have just sent a nude image of yourself to every Force user on the planet."

That realization appeared to put a damper on his libido. "Stang…do you really think so?"

I was fairly certain he didn't, but I wasn't going to tell him that. "I guess you will just have to ask your sister if she has been having impure thoughts about you lately."

He buried his head in his hands and groaned. "I hope you're the only one who saw what I was thinking."

I tried to keep a straight face, but failed. "I hope so too," I said with a snicker. I reached out and put my hands on his knees and stared him in the eye. "My turn." While remaining in eye contact I pulled the Force around me and projected a message. 'Luke. Can you hear me?'

The way he startled indicated he heard me loud and clear. He sucked in a surprised breath before grinning wildly. "Yes, I hear you."

"Don't say it, think it."

He closed his eyes. It took a few minutes, but eventually I heard a faint 'Yes' in my head. I laughed happily. "I heard you."

He gave a celebratory shout before reaching forward and pulling me into his arms. "I think this deserves a celebration."

I pulled back far enough to look him in the eye. "What do you have in mind?"

The images that flooded through my brain brought a blush to my face. "Luke, I really, really hope your sister isn't picking up any of those images."

"So do I," he said breathlessly before he captured my lips in a passionate kiss.

Entry 73

It was a wonderful week, so much so that I didn't want my time with the Jedi to end. Of course, Skywalker picked up on my emotions and tried to convince me to stay.

"Litassa," he whispered to me while we were lying in bed. "Don't leave."

I dreaded this conversation, although I knew it was inevitable. "Luke, please don't start this. I don't want to end such a wonderful vacation with an argument. You said a long distance relationship would be acceptable. You said it was more than you had."

"Yes, I said that," he moaned. "But I didn't realize how difficult it would be to separate after this week."

I leaned in and kissed him softly. "We will see each other again. We will have weeks like this over and over. I promise you. The separations may be difficult, but it will make our reunions that much sweeter."

He smiled sadly. "Sweeter sounds nice."

I could sense through the Force that didn't believe his own words…and, to be honest, I don't know if I believe them either.

I'm going to miss my Farmboy.