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The Sensorium was (once again, for this particular occupant) reflecting the glowing opulence of an upper level in the Imperial Palace.
Mara Jade Skywalker's hair was swept up off the base of her neck and she wore a very flowy, light green dress as she leaned against a balcony railing, watching imaginary traffic sweep past her. Above, below, across, the speeders were just flashes of light.
Every so often, a servant or some nameless Imperial would wander by and she would tense, idly worried that her subconscious would prompt Stacy to bring in someone less savory. Like her former Master.
For now, though, it was just traffic and night air.
Mara Jade Skywalker's hair was swept up off the base of her neck and she wore a very flowy, light green dress as she leaned against a balcony railing, watching imaginary traffic sweep past her. Above, below, across, the speeders were just flashes of light.
Every so often, a servant or some nameless Imperial would wander by and she would tense, idly worried that her subconscious would prompt Stacy to bring in someone less savory. Like her former Master.
For now, though, it was just traffic and night air.
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Still, Luke felt a little out of place here in his Jedi robes, particularly when he laid eyes on Mara. He'd always thought she would look beautiful in anything she wore, even a grain sack. But seeing her like this, in the finery she wore when she was the Emperor's Hand years before they ever met--it was breathtaking.
And since his breath was stolen by how lovely she looked, all lit up by Imperial Coruscant's lights, Luke said nothing, just reached out to her mind lovingly.
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His touch to her mind was returned, and she held one hand out to him, to urge him closer. "Hey."
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"It would make me paranoid, too. When we took Coruscant, I argued against setting up government in this place. It felt too much like... him. It wasn't the same feeling I'd had when I got to his throne room on Death Star. This was more pervasive, like evil had crept into every nook and cranny and made a nest, and didn't want to be eradicated."
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"You don't have to say such sweet things."
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"Besides, I love you. As a good husband, I think I'd be in trouble if I didn't compliment my beautiful wife."
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Leaning forward, she drew her lips across his cheek, his lips. "A perfect one."
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HI LUKEWIFEMOM
As always, he seemed to have trouble deciding when the sensorium already had someone in it, and accidentally barged in on Mara.
"Ah- sorry!" he said quickly, and attempted to head right back out the door. "Sorry! Didn't know it was taken."
HI FAKESON :3
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"What's this place?"
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"It's pretty. The lights and the ships, I mean." Stunning conversation there, kiddo.
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"We don't have ships where I come from, so the idea of traffic that goes vertical is just... mind-boggling to me."
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He didn't want to impose, especially if it meant stealing something, but his inner gearhead won before he could protest. "Uh... sure! If it's not a problem."
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But none of them had ever been like this before. None of them had ever had spires that extended quite so high or depths that seemed to descend so infinitely low. While she was aware that she was probably intruding on someone else's memory (and hoped fervently that her presence wouldn't bother that person), she couldn't help herself but swoop around the buildings and through all the flying traffic.
Don't look now, Mara, but one of those speeders is actually a 19-year-old girl leaving a trail of magical magenta light in her wake.