StarWars Shadows of the past (revising + adding)

Chapter 4

Not far from the skirmish of the battle, a familiar ship appeared in the darkness. It was the one that was recognized by all as the Millennium Falcon. The dogfight, wore on as the Falcon joined the battle. It didn't take long for Leia to realize that the ship they were up against was the Chimaera. Leia immediately contacted Admiral Pellaeon and asked if he wanted to continue the fight. Pellaeon decided to back down. He realized that his fleet was too small to waste on just one prisoner. So he called his ships and left the system. When the ships left, Leia figured they would find Luke's shuttle, but it was nowhere to be found. So they began to search the surrounding planets.

On Dagobah, the sun had completely dipped beyond the horizon. Luke and Ulonna's fire was the only light on the planet and they were dueling around it. It was all in fun of course, but when Ulonna got her finger smashed, it came to an abrupt halt.

"Ow," she said shaking her fingers. Luke immediately came over to check her hand.

"I'm sorry."

"NO, it's my own fault. I need to learn not to lose my grip," she said.

"I got you good," he said watching her fingers turn colors.

"Yea purple fingernails," she chuckled.

"Ryessa this could have been a really hard lesson.... if it had been the real thing."

"Yea well, sometimes that's the way I learn," she said pulling away, but he didn't let go. "I'll be okay, I've had purple fingernails before," she said. Luke became very quiet and she read his open thoughts

"You feel guilty..... Why..... I egged you on remember."

"I know, but," he thought for a moment. "Let me show you something." He pulled his saber from his belt and put his arms around her showing her how to hold the weapon. She became uncomfortable. She could smell his cologne and she found herself not wanting him to let go. She knew how to hold the weapon, but she allowed him to continue. "You see this," he said placing her hand around the cylinder. 

"It's a grip," she stated.

 "Yes, but this," he pointed to a lip at the point of where the blade would extend. "This stops you from moving pass where your fingers need to be. Now with a stick, it's easy to do." he said. Ulonna started to examine the weapon.

 "This has a lot of battle scars," she said. 

"Yes it does," he agreed. "It's been through a lot." Ulonna was becoming more and more uncomfortable as they stood there. Luke could feel her uneasiness.

 "I better check on that meat," she replied, as Luke pulled his arm away kind of hurt. He was angry with himself. "What did I just do," he thought. Ulonna could hear his thought, but she just quietly walked over to the fire. She picked up the boiling water and set it aside to cool. She then picked up the spit and began to tear meat from it. She handed it to Luke and he did the same. She sat back down on the rock and began to eat the meat in her hand. Luke set the spit against the log he was sitting on and he began to eat it as well. He looked over at her and said.

 "This isn't bad." It really was good he thought. It was better than what he remembered what Yoda would fix.

"Thanks, but, It's not that good," she admitted. Luke smiled. She leaned over and tested the water to see if it had cooled. It was still pretty warm, so she sat back up and stared into the firelight.

"Well, I think that this is going to take a lot longer than I thought." Luke thought out loud.

"Why do you say that?"