Standard Disclaimer: Neither Star Wars nor Knights of the Old Republic
belong to me. All are George Lucas' and Lucas arts, etc. The only thing I'm
claiming is the impressions of the main characters and, in later chapters,
the A/U plot. Which, believe me, isn't all that original to get all
bothered about. "Things Left Behind" is a Sequel to "Unbalanced" and "There
is no Peace but Passion". They are only connected through time; one can
definitely be read without the other.
Things Left Behind - In the End
"Revan. We need to talk." Carth walked into the female quarters on the Ebon Hawk with little preamble.
Revan looked up from the small bag she was packing and turned around slowly, "What is it?"
"Just listen to me. I know I'm not going -" Carth's eyes fell on the pack. "What's that for?"
"The Council has me returning to Coruscant with them." Revan said evenly.
He nodded, leaning against the doorway. "Makes sense. I'd guess they have a lot of questions. But you can take the Ebon Hawk there. You don't have to leave with them." He took a step forward. The words seemed awkward, even to him, "We'll go with you."
Revan found herself focusing on Carth's chest. No higher. "No. They want me to continue training. So, I don't know how long I'll be gone." Now she could force her eyes up. "Come on, Carth. Have you ever heard of a Jedi with a ship and crew before?"
His eyes were intent now. "Yes. Now. You. Revan, you've broken a hundred other Jedi rules and conventions. Why should this one be different?"
"Because it is," Revan said simply.
"So. That's it? You're just leaving?" Carth closed the distance between them, searching her face.
"Ship is heading out. I've . . . already made my goodbyes to the others." The words were not easy to say.
"When? Damn it, we've only been here two or three days."
"This morning, and a few minutes ago . . . I know its sudden, but we've got to get back to the rest of the galaxy," She felt like she was pleading but she couldn't help it.
"I guess - I guess that's it then," he fell silent.
She pursed her lips and looked up to him. "Carth, I want you to take the Hawk."
"I don't want the . . . "
"Please. Bastila - she's leaving too. There's no one else I'd . . .rather have take care of her. Please. And try and take care of the others? HK especially. He needs the watching."
"I don't know where they'll assign me. I might not . . . " His jaw tightened as he watched her expression start to fall, fight the falling. "I'll watch him." He promised.
"Good." Revan managed a smile. "So. I guess that's it then," she repeated lightly.
"Seems so."
They stood in silence, merely watching. The silence compounded upon itself.
"I . . . care a lot about you, you know." Revan forced, "You'd better keep yourself safe."
"Been doing it years before you came along, lady. I'll keep it up. You are the one who has a habit of getting knocked upside the head." Carth's lips quirked.
She laughed a breath.
"Revan, its time to go." It seemed that all Bastila was doing lately was announcing departures. Departures from certain death, departures from limbo, departures from something to nothing. She called from the far end of the hall, carrying her own bag with her.
Revan stepped forward, quickly, as if afraid Bastila's voice would pull her back even as she made the motion. Her hand came up to the side of Carth's face, cradling. "Be happy, alright? And if you need me, I'll come running. And if any one hurts you," Her eyes darkened with both humor and utter sincerity. "Kill them."
She smiled then, bright and bitter. She didn't intend to give him a chance to say anything before she moved to dart past him.
Jedi reflexes were not quite enough to get her free of him in time. His hand caught her arm and swung her around. Lips bent to lips and pressed, fierceness emphasized by the force of the restraint shown. Just a touch, quick and easily dismissed. Then he let her go. She began to back away.
"Goodbye, Jaylen." Carth said quietly.
"Goodbye Carth." She replied, voice taunt. Then she turned, walked very steadily, and found Bastila at the hatch with Juhani.
None of them said a word as they made their way to a Republic ship. Nor did they speak as they sat and waited for the pre-flights and last of boardings to be accomplished. It was hours later when the ship finally lifted off and the ship set a course to bring the Jedi home.
The End
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Everyone - Guys, I'm so thankful for the reviews and the feedback that I've gotten. Especially those who've reviewed from the beginning. It is no exaggeration to say that I would not have written anything more than that first one shot without your feedback and interest. Thank you. Very very much. I've read fan fiction for a while now, and I know what it feels like to see the characters you love live a little again. If I've been able to give even a touch of that, I am thrilled. Thanks for giving me the chance to try.
Crimsonmyst - When I finished the game I did the exact same thing. Nothing was up :P So I had to start my own. Now there are a few others out there and its much nicer. I think they'll be more as soon as more people finish. The allure of writing additional scenes is nearly impossible to resist! I'm glad you liked my take on what might have happened. And, there are more things planned, I just have to get around to writing them. Thanks for reviewin!
Akasha15 - Yeah, Bastila is always painted by her first silliness. I am not sure how they give the male player more of a chance to get romantic. I'd suppose she shows more vulnerability to 'him'. Ah well. Glad you like Carth's musings. I mean, the guy has to be kind of at loose ends. And, I don't quite agree with the 'he's a twit' philosophy. I think he's got good reasons for being paranoid. And - sorry for the cliffy. There could have been a more complete ending, but I can't buy that the Jedi would just bid a fond farewell to Revan. Nope Nope. (
Schally - *grins* I'm just waiting for more chapters in your fict as well! You can't leave us hanging forever. Bastila gets more interesting the more I try and think like her. Almost thinking of trying to write a one shot from her point of view. I honestly don't know where she'd go from here. What she'd be like. It might be fun to find out ;) And thanks. The transition from one shot to a serial wasn't easy. Glad to know I didn't lose it..
AnimeNinja - Yep! Poor Carth. Left behind, sucked out of a ship, facing an emotionally unstable female, and now. left talking to himself in a cargo bay. But, hey, he's a big boy. He'll come out okay. We hope ;) And, this is the last, but there will be more eventually. Thanks for reviewing :)
Things Left Behind - In the End
"Revan. We need to talk." Carth walked into the female quarters on the Ebon Hawk with little preamble.
Revan looked up from the small bag she was packing and turned around slowly, "What is it?"
"Just listen to me. I know I'm not going -" Carth's eyes fell on the pack. "What's that for?"
"The Council has me returning to Coruscant with them." Revan said evenly.
He nodded, leaning against the doorway. "Makes sense. I'd guess they have a lot of questions. But you can take the Ebon Hawk there. You don't have to leave with them." He took a step forward. The words seemed awkward, even to him, "We'll go with you."
Revan found herself focusing on Carth's chest. No higher. "No. They want me to continue training. So, I don't know how long I'll be gone." Now she could force her eyes up. "Come on, Carth. Have you ever heard of a Jedi with a ship and crew before?"
His eyes were intent now. "Yes. Now. You. Revan, you've broken a hundred other Jedi rules and conventions. Why should this one be different?"
"Because it is," Revan said simply.
"So. That's it? You're just leaving?" Carth closed the distance between them, searching her face.
"Ship is heading out. I've . . . already made my goodbyes to the others." The words were not easy to say.
"When? Damn it, we've only been here two or three days."
"This morning, and a few minutes ago . . . I know its sudden, but we've got to get back to the rest of the galaxy," She felt like she was pleading but she couldn't help it.
"I guess - I guess that's it then," he fell silent.
She pursed her lips and looked up to him. "Carth, I want you to take the Hawk."
"I don't want the . . . "
"Please. Bastila - she's leaving too. There's no one else I'd . . .rather have take care of her. Please. And try and take care of the others? HK especially. He needs the watching."
"I don't know where they'll assign me. I might not . . . " His jaw tightened as he watched her expression start to fall, fight the falling. "I'll watch him." He promised.
"Good." Revan managed a smile. "So. I guess that's it then," she repeated lightly.
"Seems so."
They stood in silence, merely watching. The silence compounded upon itself.
"I . . . care a lot about you, you know." Revan forced, "You'd better keep yourself safe."
"Been doing it years before you came along, lady. I'll keep it up. You are the one who has a habit of getting knocked upside the head." Carth's lips quirked.
She laughed a breath.
"Revan, its time to go." It seemed that all Bastila was doing lately was announcing departures. Departures from certain death, departures from limbo, departures from something to nothing. She called from the far end of the hall, carrying her own bag with her.
Revan stepped forward, quickly, as if afraid Bastila's voice would pull her back even as she made the motion. Her hand came up to the side of Carth's face, cradling. "Be happy, alright? And if you need me, I'll come running. And if any one hurts you," Her eyes darkened with both humor and utter sincerity. "Kill them."
She smiled then, bright and bitter. She didn't intend to give him a chance to say anything before she moved to dart past him.
Jedi reflexes were not quite enough to get her free of him in time. His hand caught her arm and swung her around. Lips bent to lips and pressed, fierceness emphasized by the force of the restraint shown. Just a touch, quick and easily dismissed. Then he let her go. She began to back away.
"Goodbye, Jaylen." Carth said quietly.
"Goodbye Carth." She replied, voice taunt. Then she turned, walked very steadily, and found Bastila at the hatch with Juhani.
None of them said a word as they made their way to a Republic ship. Nor did they speak as they sat and waited for the pre-flights and last of boardings to be accomplished. It was hours later when the ship finally lifted off and the ship set a course to bring the Jedi home.
The End
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Everyone - Guys, I'm so thankful for the reviews and the feedback that I've gotten. Especially those who've reviewed from the beginning. It is no exaggeration to say that I would not have written anything more than that first one shot without your feedback and interest. Thank you. Very very much. I've read fan fiction for a while now, and I know what it feels like to see the characters you love live a little again. If I've been able to give even a touch of that, I am thrilled. Thanks for giving me the chance to try.
Crimsonmyst - When I finished the game I did the exact same thing. Nothing was up :P So I had to start my own. Now there are a few others out there and its much nicer. I think they'll be more as soon as more people finish. The allure of writing additional scenes is nearly impossible to resist! I'm glad you liked my take on what might have happened. And, there are more things planned, I just have to get around to writing them. Thanks for reviewin!
Akasha15 - Yeah, Bastila is always painted by her first silliness. I am not sure how they give the male player more of a chance to get romantic. I'd suppose she shows more vulnerability to 'him'. Ah well. Glad you like Carth's musings. I mean, the guy has to be kind of at loose ends. And, I don't quite agree with the 'he's a twit' philosophy. I think he's got good reasons for being paranoid. And - sorry for the cliffy. There could have been a more complete ending, but I can't buy that the Jedi would just bid a fond farewell to Revan. Nope Nope. (
Schally - *grins* I'm just waiting for more chapters in your fict as well! You can't leave us hanging forever. Bastila gets more interesting the more I try and think like her. Almost thinking of trying to write a one shot from her point of view. I honestly don't know where she'd go from here. What she'd be like. It might be fun to find out ;) And thanks. The transition from one shot to a serial wasn't easy. Glad to know I didn't lose it..
AnimeNinja - Yep! Poor Carth. Left behind, sucked out of a ship, facing an emotionally unstable female, and now. left talking to himself in a cargo bay. But, hey, he's a big boy. He'll come out okay. We hope ;) And, this is the last, but there will be more eventually. Thanks for reviewing :)