#closed starter. hané abara

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closed starter || hané abara for anyone

hané hadn’t felt this overwhelmed in a while. it wasn’t often she really had to use her healing capabilities, and it seemed everyone needed them now. she had a limit, there was only so much of her life force she could siphon to others.

the jedi took a pause, she was getting too inside her head. she knew it probably looked insane amid the chaos, but she sat, and meditated, reaching out with the force. her energy focused on a individual, badly hurt in the fire. she followed the energy to the person she sensed, willing herself to be a calming presence. “i’m here to help, i can heal. where are you most hurt?” the jedi asked, calm, but focused.

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Closed Starter || Hané Abara and Jacereys Targaryen

location: baldur’s gate

hané didn’t actually mind baldur’s gate, all things considered. she missed her master more than anything in the world, but baldur’s gate was stunning, it was her speed. she had gotten in the habit of going to the market every morning, picking up things for her and her roommate. she hadn’t expected to see her friend here too.

“jace?” hané called, but she could sense it was him before she had even really stopped to check. she dropped her basket and ran into a hug to greet the other. “i’m so glad you’re okay! what have you been doing?!” she asked excitedly, looking up at him, bright-eyed.

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closed starter || hané abara and keyleth of the ashari

“hey, keyleth?” hané asked curiously, holding two flowers in hand. “so, i’m trying to put together a little bouquet together, just a little something by the window, maybe something we, and by we i mean you, can send to slayer’s cake, and by slayer’s cake i mean vax. now, is he more of a purply, lavender and fresca vibe, or a red, rose, carnation, dianthus vibe?” she asked, holding the two options before the other while simultaneously trying her best to be a wingwoman.

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closed starter || hané abara and kit fisto

“why is it the same?” hané leaned against the doorframe of her room. her covers were still messy, she still had crystals on her window sill, plants in the corners she could fit them, the sunlight still casted a golden glaze over the messy, but quaint room.

“this is how my room looked the day the clones attacked.” she spoke, without thinking, for once, not concerned about the fact that a jedi master was standing not far from her. “it looks so peaceful…” a tear or two rolled down her eyes. “this used to be my space. after a dangerous mission, a tough day of training, or having a grilling from a master…i could come here and the world and nobody could touch me.” she was so young, was she too young? did idris make a mistake taking her on as a padawan? she was so young and nieve, thinking the world could be a good place with the jedi fighting for peace. “and it was all a lie.”

all it took was the sound of a bird outside to snap her back to reality. she wiped her eyes and tried to cover herself back up. “i’m so, so sorry, master. i lost myself for a minute there. this room just brings back a lot of memories for me. it won’t happen again, i promise.”

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Closed Starter || Hané Abara and Qui-Gon Jin

the halls of the jedi temple didn’t hurt her as much as they used to now that she had found her master. everything reminded her of him, but in the best way. she was still processing what had happened to the jedi, but it helped seeing a few of them around the temple. she was lost in her thoughts, thinking about the night the clones attacked, how life might have been if she has listened to her master, if she would have just ran.

the pond in the gardens always relaxed her. she found herself drawn to a lily, using the force to supply the plant with just a little more life, to build a better home for the frogs and fish that she could see swimming below the surface. and…a man.

she looked up, startled to see the face she’s seen in the water staring back at her for real. she stood up quickly and composed herself. it didn’t take much for her to gather that the other was a jedi master…very few jedi had such a confident air about them…it unsettled her just a little. it unsettled her more that she did not recognize the face. “master, i apologize for not seeing you earlier. it seems i was a little too lost in my own meditations. can i help you with something?” she asked curiously.

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Closed Starter || Hané Abara and Idris Pavan

it was only the ability to focus on the rhythmic drops of her tears against the tile floor that the fallen jedi was able to calm herself down at all. she felt her breathing even out, taking deep breaths, watching the hum of the city outside the window. how was she supposed to do this? without her teachers? without her master?

a coupon weeks ago she could have sworn she was being shot at by clones, only to wake in a new world where life could not be more different. and yet, the temple was here. a monument to the jedi she knew they had lost, the jedi she had witnessed die right before her.

breath, hané.

that’s what her master would tell her. he would have wanted her to do what was best for her, for her to live, even if he was gone. she didn’t know how she was supposed to do that, not when he was her main support. but she knew she had to. he had asked her to, in their last moments. the only time she disobeyed her master…her family.

she could almost feel him, just thinking about him. it made sense, thinking about him brought her sorrow, but it also brought her comfort. thinking about what he would say to her was it’s own sort of self-comfort.

the padawan was shaken from her thoughts at the footsteps resounding through the halls just outside. she sniffled, wipes her nose and eyes, if only to calm herself down enough to speak. “i’m sorry if i was crying too loud. this temple is just a lot and it beings back a lot of memories and i miss my master and-“

it felt as if the force had brought balance all around her as her eyes fell upon him.

“master?”

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