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 [Slayers/Star Wars] “The Folly of Attachment” (1/1)

  • Wednesday, 07 July 2010 at 18:37
Title: “The Folly of Attachment” (1/1)
Fandom: Slayers/Star Wars
Author: darkjediprinces
Feedback: …is every highly addictive drug ever.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 398
Prompt #: 100scents #044: Incense; Song Prompts #21: Devoted.
Character: Lina, Zelgadis
Pairings: Lina/Zelgadis
Warnings: Bit sappy. Lina/Zelgadis. Also? Jedi!Lina and Jedi!Zelgadis. MAY THE AWESOME BE WITH YOU.
Summary: Two Jedi meet for a romantic rendezvous in the grove on Dantooine…
Disclaimer: Slayers belongs to Hajime Kanzaka. Star Wars belongs to the mighty George Lucas. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: Got whacked over the head with this idea the other night. Revan, ChimeraBoi, and Bandit-Killer Lina were apparently conspiring with one another while I was asleep. Takes place several decades after Knights of the Old Republic.

Cross-Posted: lina_zelgadis, crossoverfic, deviantART

“The Folly of Attachment”

The sun was rapidly setting on Dantooine, and Lina was getting very antsy as she sat, cross-legged, waiting in a secluded grove a little ways away from the Jedi enclave. Her only company was a small pack of Kath hounds prowling nearby.

Which was part of the problem.

Lina closed her eyes, struggling to fight down an increasing wave of anxiety. He said he’d be here today. She shook her head. No, Lina, no need to be worried. Maybe he just got delayed leaving Kashyyyk, or—

Her thoughts were interrupted by a deliberately obtrusive footstep behind her and a new presence in the Force, the one she’d been waiting for. She squeaked, leapt to her feet, and whirled around to tackle and embrace the newcomer.

Zelgadis caught the small, red-haired Jedi in his arms, kissing her gently on the lips as he did. After a moment, he pulled away a little, murmuring, “Sorry I’m late.”

Lina smacked him lightly on the shoulder. “Shame on you,” she teasingly chided him, “keeping a young girl waiting.”

Zelgadis smiled a little, sliding to the ground to lean against a stone pillar. Lina followed, leaning gently upon his shoulder in turn.

“I was getting worried,” she said quietly, after a moment. “Though something had happened to you.”

Zelgadis shook his head. “Nah. The Council kept me longer than I expected, that’s all.” He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. The smell of incense clung to her coppery hair, and he imagined she and her master must’ve burned some during their lessons that day.

Lina tensed a little at the mention of the Jedi Council. “Do they—?” she began.

Zelgadis shook his head again. “Not as far as I could tell,” he reassured her. “I’d think they would have said something if they so much as suspected we were together. They didn’t.”

She relaxed again, closing her eyes. “If they knew, Zel…”

“I know,” he answered quietly. “We’d be expelled from the Order. They’d say we were too attached to each other.”

“Attached?” Lina murmured. “No.” She chuckled. “Devoted. That’s the word.” She opened her eyes and kissed him again.

“Devoted,” he echoed with a small smile. “But I’m willing to risk that. For you.”

Lina smiled up at him. “Thank you,” she answered quietly. “As am I.”

They fell asleep there, in the grove, under the night sky of Dantooine.


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