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11.02.2012 , 06:00 PM |
I am posting on the run, but have read and enjoyed everything! Will comment individually tomorrow when I get off work
Miriah and Corso, ~ 430 words, no spoilers
“Come on, guys, you’re going to miss the transit,” Miriah called. “Risha, get them together.” She watched as her crew grumbled and shuffled to the airlock, and then out to the orbital station. There they would board a shuttle to Coruscant and be taken to the Republic flight doc in the morning for their annual physicals. Bow was especially apprehensive, and had taken to sleeping with a large blanket wrapped tightly around him. She could see the blanket sticking out of his gear bag. Miriah sighed, a slight smile on her face. She hadn’t been aboard the
alone since she’d gotten her back. She sat in the captain’s chair, looking out at the stars, thinking about the past year.
She used be alone all the time, now it was something of a luxury. Corso had been gone almost two weeks, on a mission back home on Ord Mantell, and she was truly missing him. She’d grown accustomed to sleeping being held close to him, and her bed had seemed cold and empty lately, not to mention the lack of any real rest. She wandered around the ship, picking up things that had been left out. A hydrospanner left on a workbench, a cup left in the galley sink. Hmm, she thought, maybe some chocolate would be good. She’d taken a hot shower earlier and put on the shirt she’d taken from Corso’s drawer, and now she sat on the sofa in the lounge, the sleeves of the shirt flapping past her hands, flicking through the holonet. Nothing, she thought. Why is this so hard? I used to always be alone. What did I do then? She tried to read, but after rereading the first paragraph five times, and still not remembering what she’d just read, she put the datapad down.
I can’t believe this, she thought. I was looking forward to having an alone night, and now I don’t know what to do with it. She wandered onto the bridge, thinking of her sisters, and sat to gaze out at the galaxy, hugging her knees to her chest. She put her head on them and was just about asleep when she heard the holo chime.
“Miriah, darlin’, you there?” Corso’s image wavered, then stabilized. She ran to the holo and when she saw him, that empty spot she’d been carrying around for two weeks filled, and she smiled.
“Hey, sugar. Great to see you.” She grinned at him, the lonliness faded, and she felt warm for the first time since he’d left.
Love is the strongest magic of them all.