"What is it that you want the most?"
in which a former jedi falls in love with a clone captain and is confronted with her past, while trying to find out who she really is.
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"I have a bad feeling about this.."
"And I don't see how that's a pa...
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FROM SADNESS TO SHOPPING WITH CLONES
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WITH A SINGLE TEAR STREAMING DOWN HER BEAUTIFUL- SADDEN FACE, Keira stood in front of Lancelot's corpse, her arms crossed in front of her chest, as she looked down to him. Her shoulder long, red and straightened hair was falling down onto her brown leather jacket she was wearing- her black tank top underneath.
They were back on Coruscant for a while now and she didn't speak to anybody but Kix after their arrival. She was with Lancelot the entire time, shaking her head. "Revenge is not the Jedi way..", she mumbled to herself. "I.. shouldn't feel like that.."
"Well, it's a human feeling, after all.", she heard Arthur's soft, deep voice ring into her ears. "Are you okay, dinui?"
She nodded, watching him appear in the corner of her eye aside her. "Gotta be, buir.", she said, earning a smile from him, as he put his arm around her shoulder, bringing her close to him.
"Don't get me wrong.. But.. I'm not as long as I should be in your life..", he started, earning a shrug from her, as she leaned her head against his chest. She didn't need reassuring- she needed silent understanding. "And yet.. here I am, knowing that you were VERY close once."
"You know it, because I told you.", she said, rolling her eyes. "I don't want him to be gone.."
Arthur sighed, before clearing his throat. "I don't mean to stray salt into the wound.. but maybe he needs to be.", he said, earning a judgemental look from his daughter, causing him to shrug simply. "I don't know how to say this.. but maybe he was the reason you and your.. clone.. weren't able to move forward."
"You know nothing..", she said, whispering low. "I don't know my own feelings-"
"Maybe you got daddy issues?", he shrugged, unknowingly, earning a disgusted look from his beautiful daughter, laughing softly at her. "Well, could be? I mean, it's not mommy issues, otherwise you would be a lesbian-"
"Oh god, stop."
He chuckled. "Fine.", he said. "But.. you know.. I like this clone."
Keira raised her eyebrow, giving him a weirded out look. "You're disgusting.", she mumbled, shaking her head. "No, I really like him."
She looked at him. "He's a good man, loyal, nice and bossy.", he said, shrugging. "Remembers me of myself."
Keira rolled her eyes. "Told you, daddy issues.", he grinned, causing the red haired woman to shake her head and finally leave Lancelot to rest in peace...
Her father turned after his daughter, grabbing her wrist and looking her serious in the eyes. "What are you going to do now?", he asked, causing the red haired woman to bit the inside of her cheeks.
