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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 11, 2009 23:52:15 GMT 1
The big Wookie smile cheers Sarré up, and she tries to smile with a full-teeth smile matching Master Chapaa'ai's.
"If you're glad, then I'm glad, Master."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 11, 2009 23:55:48 GMT 1
[That is good, my child] Chapaa'ai briefly caresses her cheek, then slowly stands.
He walks to the window, looking out and leaning heavily on his branch.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 16, 2009 14:35:45 GMT 1
Sarré sits for a few moments, just staring at the great Wookie. Then she jumps out of bed and walks to the window, standing beside him.
"Do you miss Kashyyyk, Master Chapaa'ai?" she suddenly asks.
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 16, 2009 17:30:33 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai doesn't answer for a few moments. Then he nods.
[Often, my child...] He strokes his braids.
He looks at her with a smile.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 17, 2009 18:30:22 GMT 1
"There are no huge trees here, Master..." Sarré steps closer to the window. "They are dead. All of them. Long ago."
The girl looks out into the horizon for several minutes. Then she turns to look at the great wookie. "I miss Kashyyyk and its huge trees, too."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 17, 2009 19:02:45 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai puts his arm around Sarré, pulling the young woman to him.
[Yes, the trees have been gone from this planet for a long, long time. A planet all covered in city, is just not the same, is it?] He looks down at the Woman, with a big Wookiee smile.
[Do you wish to return to Kashyyyk one day, Sarré?]
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 17, 2009 19:34:22 GMT 1
Sarré looks up at the great Wookie. "Return to...."
Then she lightens up like a newborn sun. "Oh, yes, Master!! Very much!" She grabs hold of the fur on his arm, looking pleadingly at him. It is clear that Kashyyyk really means a lot to Sarré. One of her memories not stolen by Varruun.
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 17, 2009 20:23:37 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai chuckles lightly.
[You really do miss Kashyyyk too, don't you, my friend?] The Wookiee hugs her tightly.
He sighs heavily. That was the truth at least. With the Fallen Jedi, he couldn't take Sarré to Kashyyyk, even if it had been possible to bring the young woman on such a trip.
[But...] He looks thoughtfully at her [perhaps, very late one night, you and I could look at the gardens?] He strokes his braids.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 17, 2009 21:28:02 GMT 1
Sarré looks out the window again. "Go outside?" She sounds a little hesitating, a little afraid. Then she seems to remember something and smiles back at the Wookie. "If you are with me, then I will go."
She hugs Chapaa'ai's arm again. "I miss Kashyyyk very much, yes... Sometimes I dream..."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 17, 2009 21:48:26 GMT 1
[What, my friend?] Chapaa'ai looks down at her with a kind smile.
[What do you dream?]
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 17, 2009 22:45:17 GMT 1
"The trees..." Sarré holds herself close to Chapaa'ai, closing her eyes. "I dream of the trees. The wind whispering between the leaves... The Wookies living in the trees.. dying in the trees... being born in the trees. I dream of my Master and myself... sitting in a tree. Looking at the stars."
Tears slowly runs down Sarré's cheeks from her closed eyes. She is not having another hysterical attack. She is just crying silently.
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 17, 2009 23:07:37 GMT 1
[Those sounds like pleasant dreams, my friend] Chapaa'ai just looks out of the window, letting her cry.
[Aren't they?]
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 18, 2009 18:00:45 GMT 1
"Yes, they are... I am happy.. in dreams..." Sarré sobs quietly. "Without him... But some times... he will not leave me alone..."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 18, 2009 18:08:18 GMT 1
[not even in your dreams, my friend?] Chapaa'ai strokes her arm kindly. His fur ripples slightly. This poor girl. Not even in her sleep was she at peace.
[What does he do to you then?]
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 18, 2009 19:38:03 GMT 1
Sarré shakes her head violently, pressing her hands against her temples. "I always try to run away... He wants to catch me..." she whimpers. "He is always too fast for me... too strong... He catches me.... every time..."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 18, 2009 20:53:57 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai pulls the girl into his embrace, rocking her gently from side to side.
[it is only dreams, my girl, only dreams. He cannot harm you anymore]
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 18, 2009 20:58:01 GMT 1
"But he can... Master... He can..." Sarré clenches her hands into fists, hitting her temples, as if she wants to remove something from inside her head. "He will... I know... He said...."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 18, 2009 21:12:00 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai places his branch against the wall and grabs her hands, holding them gently in his much bigger paws.
[those were only words, Sarré. What that creature speaks are only lies and empty promises] He holds both her hands in his right paw, and lifts her her head by placing the left paw underneath her chin, gently pressing her head up. He looks into her eyes.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 18, 2009 21:39:16 GMT 1
Sarré stops crying very slowly and looks into the Wookie's eyes. For a moment - not much longer than a breath of air - her eyes look focused and present.
"I hear you, Master."
Then the glimpse is gone, and she starts to shake, as if she's feeling cold.
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 18, 2009 23:07:34 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai just holds the girl close the him. Gently -and very slowly, as he's not supported by his branch right now - he leads her to the bed and sits down with her again.
[Maybe you need to rest soon, my girl?] He strokes her gently over her hair.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 23, 2009 20:04:39 GMT 1
Sarré nods slowly and rests her hair on the Wookie's arm. "Master... When can I hold a light saber again...? My Master want me to practice... every day, she said..."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 23, 2009 21:17:15 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai pads her gently on her head. For a few moments, he just stares out of the window, his thoughts wandering elsewhere.
[No one expects you to practice while you're not feeling well, my friend}
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 23, 2009 21:29:17 GMT 1
Sarré smiles. "... How long have I been here, Master Chapaa'ai??" she mumbles, stroking her own hair between her fingers.
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 23, 2009 21:44:48 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai doesn't answer right away. The answer, even for him, is painful, and telling the truth to the young woman will do no good. But what to tell her then.
[Longer than we had hoped, my young friend, but you keep getting better, don't you?] he smiles reassuringly.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 23, 2009 22:07:23 GMT 1
"Yes, Master!" Sarré exclaims, smiling happily. "I know, I am getting better!! My Master tells me that too..."
She hugs his arm, stroking her cheek against the fur.
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 23, 2009 22:15:28 GMT 1
[oh, does she now, does she?] Master Chapaa'ai pads her gently on her shoulder, once again looking out of the window. To hide the rather sad look in his eyes. Will she ever be healed?
[When did you and your Master last speak, Sarré?]
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 23, 2009 22:31:37 GMT 1
Sarré frowns, looking like she's thinking back. "... Yesterday. I think. Or the day before that..." She sighs. "I do not remember... But she said that I should practice..."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 23, 2009 22:44:24 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai nods slowly.
[When did she visit you, my young friend?] He strokes her hair.
[What time of day, I mean?] he looks at the woman, trying to hide the worried look in his eyes. Talking to her dead Master isn't exactly improvement in her condition.
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Post by Sarré Jupal on Feb 23, 2009 22:49:25 GMT 1
Sarré laughs a bit, then pads her head with a flat hand. "Evening... before I sleep..." She points at a corner opposite the one where she had seen 'him'. "There."
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Post by Chapaa'ai on Feb 23, 2009 22:54:38 GMT 1
Chapaa'ai nods slowly, smiling to Sarré. However, there is a sad look in his eyes, though Sarré might not notice.
[That sounds nice. Having your Master visit you in the evenings, saying goodnight to you]
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