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07.27.2012 , 06:18 AM |
Ha! I *love* the Canned Response prompt! But,
is the first one that sprang to mind, returning to Sith Warrior Ruth, no plot spoilers, 600 words:
(This time period would be very shortly after Ruth runs into her estranged husband Quinn, before any actual understanding has been reached between them.)
Ruth navigated the dimly lit warren of the Korriban Academy’s dormitories with ease. The hallways were busy with armed hall monitors and passing students; they all made way for the Emperor’s Wrath, and she worked her way to one particular cell, where her son Rylon was currently stretched out on the narrow bed fiddling with a shield generator.
“Good afternoon,” said Ruth.
Rylon set down his work and pushed up to sit with his back against the wall. “Mom.”
“I just got through with some Council business. I thought I would drop by and see how you’re settling in.”
“Dad’s on planet, you know.” It was somehow funny to hear that from such a perfect copy of Quinn’s own face.
“Yes, I know.” In fact, Ruth had arranged to meet Quinn here, since they both already had plans to visit Rylon in his new home. “I’ll likely be seeing him later.”
The teenager stiffened. “Really.”
“You’re welcome to dine with us. Since I saw him…you know, on Dromund Kaas…we thought it might be constructive to open communications again.”
His anger flared warm in her awareness. “Are you f***ing him?”
“Rylon! That’s a hell of a way to-”
“You’re my parents. Don’t I get some kind of right to know, especially since you felt you had to kick me out of the house to start whatever you’re doing? Are you f***ing him?”
Ruth always tried to answer her son’s questions directly and answer them honestly, even when she didn’t want to answer at all. Honesty with her kin was important; it made her better than her ex-husband. “No.”
“You gonna start?”
“I don’t know yet.”
They glared at each other for a moment.
“Would you like to come to dinner with us?” said Ruth.
“No," he said sullenly. "I don’t want to see you two together at all.”
“I see. Until your father and I decide whether we’re going to reinstate the shooting war, perhaps it’s just as well you stay clear. But that’s all beside the point. I wanted to ask how things are here. Whether there are any questions you had that a veteran might be able to answer.”
“Are you liking it here?”
He shrugged. “It’s okay.”
“Anybody try to kill you yet?”
“Are they still alive?”
Rylon scowled. “Yeah. They got witnesses.”
“And you didn’t pursue and engage? Good. If you must kill, make it discreet; otherwise don’t even start.”
He slouched a little more. “I know, Mom.”
“But you should watch for the chance to finish them. Enemies never just wander off and forget about you.”
Rylon rolled his eyes. “I
“I get to repeat tired advice, because I’m your mother and I worry about you.”
“You’re worse than Dad.”
“I cannot possibly be offering more tactical direction than Quinn would.”
Rylon glowered expressively at her.
“Just keep your blade ready and your wits about you, all right? And for hate’s sake take good notes in Overseer Tethran’s history class. I wasn’t joking when I described the fatal field work he assigns to the students who fail his tests.”
He shrugged. “Yeah. Can I get back to work now?”
“Be sure to write. Especially if anybody hits you with any interesting murder attempts. Students come up with some amazing tactics, I like to stay informed.”
“I love you.”
Rylon rolled his eyes once more and picked up the generator, turning the whole of his presence away from her.
Ruth made her way back out into Korriban’s pitiless daylight. Then she stopped and took a deep, steadying breath, and tried to steel herself for the evening ahead.
Quinn had a good shot at being the friendliest person she would interact with today. And that prospect terrified her.
I get an unending kick out of failing to have a proper Sith attitude. Ruth can walk the walk and talk the talk when she has to, but with her family and close loved ones? She is an absolutely awful Sith. One big walking failure.
In detail, this would be a few weeks after
wherein Ruth and Quinn meet up and decide it's time to send Rylon to Korriban; and it's well before
, where for at least one moment Ruth and Quinn are on good romantic terms, and
, where they emphatically aren't.
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