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#fix it au if tbb does EXACTLY what i think it's gonna do
thecoffeelorian ยท 3 months
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The Special Guest, Part 2 (Codywan; You Are Commander Cody)
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ย ๐Ÿ’› ...when you open your eyes again...after your ship crashed? later...? ...you're someplace other than the dune you "landed" in, and with a small stack of pillows under your head.
ย ๐Ÿ’› other than the fact that you're lying flat upon a bedroll with a thick bandage around your head, though...nothing else about you seems to have been "tampered with" while you were knocked out.
ย ๐Ÿ’› in fact...it's almost as though your rescuer knew to be respectful to you until you woke up, if not also every minute after.
ย ๐Ÿ’› that's when you hear an all-too-familiar voice speak quietly from the shadows, a voice you let yourself believe that you would never hear again.
ย ๐Ÿ’› "Hello there."
ย ๐Ÿ’› it's enough to get you to throw yourself backward against the wall, if not also to force you to sit on your own hands so that you don't do THAT THING a second time.
ย ๐Ÿ’› THAT THING, after all, destroyed the Jetii without so much as a second thought, so...if you can delay it as long as you can, give your General time to escape again--
ย ๐Ÿ’› "--It wasn't you, Commander."
ย ๐Ÿ’› ...this is the precise moment that you not only freeze where you sit, but you also feel dismay over what should be happening again, but isn't.
ย ๐Ÿ’› why...?!
ย ๐Ÿ’› that's when he feels it's safe enough to come out of the shadows, looking a little bit older and worse for wear...but, thank the Force, very much alive.
ย ๐Ÿ’› "I can tell you...well, as much as I possibly can, Commander, but please. Whatever you do afterward, wherever you go...stop blaming yourself."
ย ๐Ÿ’› after an awkward moment of silence, silence where you barely manage a small nod in the middle of what seems like ten thousand thoughts with a million more on the way...he welcomes you home.
ย ๐Ÿ’› in other words, he doesn't hesitate to press his forehead against yours, a sign of affection from both the culture that arranged your birth and the one that sustains it now.
ย ๐Ÿ’› perhaps now, after so long...you can finally allow yourself to rest.
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