Powerless

13

did you guys ever think you'd see the day I update? Me neither

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          The mission went by quickly, not without its own hiccups, though. Nevarro was like a planet of its own species in the Outer Rim. The building looked empty from the outside, like it hadn't been touched in years. Yet, the so-called "abandoned" Imperial base was actually filled with Imps that were still after the child.

           I was fine at protecting the kid, I suppose, but I'm not what he needs. He needs someone more central, less...temperamental. It was my duty to deliver him to a trained Jedi and we were failing - I was failing.

          No one would be as qualified as Ahsoka Tano, as far as I know. I only hoped she was actually alive like Bo Katan said, not that I really trusted a word out of her mouth. 

           I remembered rumors, stories from war that Kenobi once told me. She was strong, stronger than I would ever be, and certainly more disciplined. Ahsoka was the sort of teacher the child needed, the kind that he deserved. She would be able to teach him the ways of the Force in its purist form, something I would never be able to do. 

          Din's gaze was weighing on me, the air beginning to feel thick as if I was choking on it. 

          "Take a picture," I tried to joke, "it will last longer." 

          I turned to meet his stare, catching my breath for a moment while I avoided my own thoughts. He didn't say a word, not that he needed to. There was no doubt in my mind that he knew exactly what I was thinking. 

           "Corvus," he turned his attention back to the approaching planet, "this is the place. I've detected a beacon." He hit a few buttons, the child cooing softly from his spot between us. "Gonna start the landing cycle. You better get back to your seat," he said to the child.

          The little, green beast showed no interest in moving. Not that it mattered to him, he would find a way to be safe, even if it meant overexerting himself. 

          "C'mon, buddy," I tried to encourage, "back to your seat."

          He let out his own quiet sigh and scrambled back into his chair, staring down the small ball on top of one of the gears. I watched as he stretched out his hand, feeling the way he reached into the force to turn the ball. 

          "It was good to see them again," I said quietly into the silence, "Greef and Cara, y'know."

          Din was silent. I could practically see the gears turning in his head, stressing about the Empire still chasing the child. I reached out, my hand barely caressing the sleeve of his flight suit. He seemed to lean a bit into the touch, despite how small it was. 

          I opened my mouth to say more, but he finally spoke up again, causing me to slowly settle my thoughts, "they missed you," he said quietly as if it was to himself and not to me. 

          "Oh, I'm sure," I scoffed and tried to hold back from rolling my eyes. I put on my best impression of Greef, squaring my shoulders to match, "she's stubborn, y'know, a little self-absorbed. Takes after me, of course, remember the bounty I put on your guys' heads? Ah, good times-"

          Din chuckled and shook his head, turning ever so slightly to meet my gaze. The black reflection of his helmet hid everything, but he was still an open book, "he was looking out for me."

          I sighed and kicked my feet up on the control panel, crossing one foot over the other, "so was I," I mumbled as we began our descent to Corvus