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fragmentsofthegalaxy2014-08-13 07:15 pm
neverlosemyfocus) wrote in fragmentsofthegalaxy2014-08-13 07:15 pm
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A broken mess
“KRIFF,” Siri spat, flinching at the force of the explosion of pottery and marble, twisting away from it in an instinctive attempt to shield herself and her unborn child. She was shaken, and more than a little unnerved. She'd been... upset, and angry for no kriffing reason that she could determine. The Force had swelled within her, and just as quickly fluttered and pulsed and slipped out of her grasp... and the statue exploded. As did the large pillar it was displayed on.
“Siri!” She could sense Bail before he reached her, his hands settling on her shoulder, turning her to face him and pulling her gently away from the mess she'd left behind. “Are you all right?” Shards of broken statue and broken pillar had left her injured and bleeding, but she was all right. Turning inward, she reached out, carefully, so carefully, towards her unborn child, almost frantically checking to see if she was all right.
Thank the Force.
“I'm all right.” She turned worried, plaintive blue eyes up at him. “We're all right. Did I hurt anyone?” Force, tell me that I didn't hurt anyone. He shook his head, and she couldn't breathe for the relief coursing through her.
“Only yourself,” he replied, reaching out to touch the blood trickling down her cheek.
That was all right, then. As long as her... unexpected loss of control hadn't hurt anyone. She stared at the wreckage that had once been a statue on display, uneasy and more than a little afraid. She had been fortunate this time, blessed by the kriffing Force.
What if she wasn't, next time?
“Siri!” She could sense Bail before he reached her, his hands settling on her shoulder, turning her to face him and pulling her gently away from the mess she'd left behind. “Are you all right?” Shards of broken statue and broken pillar had left her injured and bleeding, but she was all right. Turning inward, she reached out, carefully, so carefully, towards her unborn child, almost frantically checking to see if she was all right.
Thank the Force.
“I'm all right.” She turned worried, plaintive blue eyes up at him. “We're all right. Did I hurt anyone?” Force, tell me that I didn't hurt anyone. He shook his head, and she couldn't breathe for the relief coursing through her.
“Only yourself,” he replied, reaching out to touch the blood trickling down her cheek.
That was all right, then. As long as her... unexpected loss of control hadn't hurt anyone. She stared at the wreckage that had once been a statue on display, uneasy and more than a little afraid. She had been fortunate this time, blessed by the kriffing Force.
What if she wasn't, next time?