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23 June 2011 @ 02:21 am
Fic: ‘Do not be lost.’  
Title: Do not be lost.
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: (G)
Time Period: Between RotS and aNH: 6BBY.
Summary: She tells her parents of her appointment.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).

This happens immediately after To be what is expected and before Her first day.

This has, without my realising, become a short trio of stories! The events below were so firmly in mind that I had to write them down. I can’t imagine Sola being happy at the thought of her youngest daughter heading off to do the same job that, as far as she knows or can guess, cost her sister her life.

All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Lucas; I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by him.


Her chin upraised, she regards her mother who sees traces of her sister in her daughter’s eyes, her chin. Pooja has learned more than she thought.

“No.” The only centre of calm in the room is the young woman standing before them.

Darred, wisely, remains where he sits, staying as far as he can from the storm he can see brewing around his wife.

“I leave tomorrow for Coruscant.”

No.” Her knees weaken and she sits.

No. This cannot be happening. Now she knows why Pooja had not told her about her ambitions, what she had intended from the very beginning when her daughter had begun, very quietly, to grow up.

“Would you have our people without voice in the Imperial Senate?”

Would you have our people without voice in the Republic?

Those impassioned words haunt her still, underlining her daughter’s question very clearly. “No,” she whispers, closing her eyes against the memory of a young woman, her face framed by curls that tumbled joyously, that superimposes itself over her daughter. She turns her head toward her husband who meets her gaze evenly. “Will you say nothing?”

Darred shrugs; she can see he disagrees with Pooja’s decision in that action.

She can also see he will do nothing to stop her.

“This is lunacy,” she says as she stands to face her daughter. “I will not lose you too!”

Pooja studies her mother, her lips quirking sadly. “I will not be lost,” she replies softly, her hands reaching to rest on her mother’s arms. Sola stays still; Pooja’s hands meet their target. “That is history.

“History that will not be repeated,” she finishes. “I will be careful. And,” a hidden flash deep within her eyes that only Sola sees, “there are no Jedi who will hasten my demise.” If the official reports are to be believed.

Sola hears the unspoken words and her hands frame her daughter’s face. “Padmé was no fool and, I hope, careful. I cannot lose you as well.”

“I will not be lost,” Pooja gently insists and Darred can see the storm around his wife dissipating. “I will take precautions that were not necessary when she was Senator. And,” she adds, “I do not have the enemies she had when she began.

“Don’t fight this, mother. Let me go.”

Sola closes her eyes; Darred can see the defeated fall of her shoulders. She bows her head and Pooja closes the distance between them; her arms fold around her mother and she holds her tightly. “Let me go,” she murmurs into her mother’s shoulder and Sola nods.

“Do not be lost,” she whispers and Pooja nods.

Sola sniffs and Darred stands. “We should call Ryoo,” he announces and, swiftly, he leaves the room before either woman can see the beginnings of his own tears.

As Pooja turns to follow, Sola grabs her arm and pulls her back, her hands suddenly framing her daughter’s face. “Do not be lost.”

“I promise.”

Sola nods and, with an arm around her daughter’s shoulders, she musters a smile. “Do you think he’s crying?”

Pooja grins. “You could place a wager on it.”

Both women laugh as they leave the room but, as she glances briefly downward, Sola closes her eyes and silently prays.
Angel... Dark Wings Descending...: caralipsangel_in_tears on June 23rd, 2011 12:36 pm (UTC)
Oh Sola ♥ I love how she makes Pooja promise not to be lost. And how Pooja points out that there's no Jedi to hasten her demise.

Beautiful. I'm enjoying your little fic's about Pooja :)
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on June 23rd, 2011 03:22 pm (UTC)
I love how she makes Pooja promise not to be lost.
I couldn't blame her for extracting that promise!

... and you can see how much Pooja believes that bit of history.

Beautiful. I'm enjoying your little fic's about Pooja :)
Thank you. I like Pooja and she's been interesting to write about. I've even included her in an Obidala story once. Or twice. (That 'twice' depends on your PoV.)
Armchair DM: Igor: A Rod Of Silencearmchairdm on June 23rd, 2011 01:40 pm (UTC)
Oh wow. I really do feel sorry for that family.
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on June 23rd, 2011 03:23 pm (UTC)
I feel sorry for Sola more. First, she loses her sister and now, she faces that possibility with her daughter.

... yep. Definitely feel sorry for them!