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FORCE AWAKENS OPEN RP

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THE FORCE AWAKENS OPEN RP

You've seen The Force Awakens and you have this shiny new muse you want to play with, but where can you go right now without risking spoiling people. Or do you want to bounce your muse off someone from The Force Awakens but can't find any muses on Bakerstreet to play with...

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Of all the things she'd been expecting, that was just about the last. Maya let out a strangled yelp as she suddenly found herself floating like that time her transport had accidentally lost artificial gravity.

Well, no. This was different. It was controlled.

Aside from the fact that a strange boy was the one controlling it and not her.

"Down please," she said a little sharply. "Down. Now. Thank you."

Luke complied immediately, though he made sure it wasn't indecorous. Maya returned to the bed in much the same way she'd left it, without a bump.

"I'm sorry," he said, waving his hands a bit. "That was... I maybe should've asked. But..." He cocked his head, watching her. "It's the sort of thing you could do, with training."

It was more than a relief to be back on the bed again. Which was a thought Maya had never had in her entire career.

There was a funny prickling in the back of her mind. She sensed someone irritable above them. That was strange. The room was on the top floor. Someone on the roof, maybe?

She gave the mirror another leery glance, before turning her attention back on the stranger. "Who are you?"

"Luke Skywalker. I'm a Jedi Knight. Or, well. Close to one." He wasn't not really sure what would make it official, without any Order. "You could come with me. Learn to use the Force. You don't have to do..." He waved a hand at the ridiculous room, the mirror, the rotating bed. "This."

"Luke Skywalker," she said. The name had more than a little significance. In fact, it was downright impossible to avoid, with all of the Imperial officers who had passed through Pryce's doors. Their thoughts of him, their hatred and frustration for him, it all bombarded her night after night.

And it was then that Maya realized she could hear it in the room. Not from him. But from that presence above.

Abruptly, she stood up and shoved him back against the wall, planting her hands around either side of his head and leaning her forehead down so her hair formed a curtain around their faces.

Someone is here looking for you.

Luke stumbled backwards, startled but not fighting back, because he sensed no aggression from her. He stared at her face, trying to read it.

For me? Why?

Which was a stupid question, really on so many levels. He reached out, opening himself up to his surroundings, and caught it. They weren't looking for him to give him good news, that much was clear.

Come with me, he insisted again. If he had to run, he would--but he didn't like leaving her here.

All of this was happening way too fast for Maya. From just another night's work to suddenly learning that there were Jedi and a Force and she'd been locked up in a room with a wanted--potentially dangerous--man. And it was obvious to who ever was looking down on them (a two-way mirror? Kriff, Pryce was a pervert!) that they weren't doing what they were supposed to be doing.

Which made her suspect.

Maya was not going back to an Imperial detention center again. More importantly, she wasn't going to let Yuri...

Kriff! Yuri!

My little brother. You have to get him out of here. If you think I'm powerful with this Force...thing. Look...the Empire wants him. Can you help him?

It hadn't even occurred to Luke that they were being watched. Even now, he's not quite sure how this escalated so quickly, but it's more or less become his life.

If they want him, then they shouldn't get him. Yes, I'll help. Where is he?

Outside. We don't let him into the club at night while the girls are working.

She'd started moving her shoulders a little bit, giving the spies a show, making them think that she and Luke were getting down to business. It was awkward, to say the least.

But things were going to get way worse in a second. She just...had a bad feeling about it.

What was she doing?

What are you doing? Are they watching?

Great. Reflexively, Luke put his arms around her. It was very awkward.

How do we get out?

The mirror over the bed, she replied. She'd never had quite so in-depth a conversation with someone through her mind before. It was surprisingly exhausting. I think it's a two-way.

As for getting out...that was complicated.

If we just walk out right now, they'll know we know they're watching...

Neither had Luke, for that matter. But he was practiced as sustained Force usage, probably. It was just another muscle. He has to tamp down his anger--the idea that they're being spied on is obscene, and the idea that he can't just exist in the world without bringing this down on the people around him exhausting.

What would you suggest?

Maya didn't make plans. Well, she made plans. Just not successful ones. Ever. But she wasn't thinking about that so much. All of her thoughts and fears had shifted swiftly to Yuri.

She wondered if he could feel her fear outside. Probably. The kid had a way of doing that.

We go back to the club, she supposed. See if we can slip out in the crowd.

Not sure they'll let us if they're on to us.

But how to put them off the scent? Still holding her close, Luke closed his eyes and sent his thoughts upward, a message in his mind.

You have seen all you need to see. There are other matters to attend to.

It took some concentration, and so when he opened his eyes, it was aloud he whispered quietly to Maya. "I may have distracted them, but only temporarily. We need to move, and we need to look as though we're through, here."

She couldn't exactly understand what he was doing, but she felt it thrumming in the air. It was a half-familiar sensation, although she couldn't place it right away. And not wasn't the time, anyway.

When his thoughts returned to her, she had to bite back something of a smile. It seemed pretty clear that he didn't know what it was supposed to look like when they were 'through here.'

Sorry about this.

She stomped down on his foot. Hard.

Luke yelped despite himself, frowning accusingly at her. "What was that for?" he hissed.

Maya examined his expression a moment. "Okay, not the best climax face ever," she decided, giving his cheek a quick pat, "but it'll do."

With that, she crossed the room to the bed, pulling off the top, silky green sheet to wrap around her chest.

Already, she was reaching out with her mind to find Yuri.

Get to the door. We have to run.

Luke rolled his eyes. "You could have just told me what you wanted me to do," he insisted.

It's not like he'd never come before, why did everyone assume things?

But he refocused on the task at hand. "I'll keep them occupied as best I can," he muttered to her as they moved towards the door. "But we may have to make a break for it, if things go south."

It's not like things had never gone south for Maya before, why did everyone assume things?

She nodded slightly, finishing off a knot under her arm. "Where, exactly, are we making a break to?" she asked, because the details did matter a little bit. She was fine risking her own security, but Yuri's was another story.

Of course, the kid was a better judge of character than she was, she supposed. He'd know immediately if Luke couldn't be trusted.

Luke glanced over at her, making sure she was finished dressing. Or whatever this was called.

"I have a ship," he said quietly, holding out his hand to her. "There's room for both of you."

I'm sorry. I put you and your brother in danger.

He put his hand to the door, reaching out to 'see' what lay beyond. Two people, at the end of the hall--he waited until they had rounded the corner and opened the door, drawing Maya after him.

'I have a ship' wasn't exactly the answer Maya had been looking for, but she supposed it was a start. Infinite possibilities from there.

We were always in danger.

She followed him to the door. Music from the club below assaulted them as soon as it opened. She recognized the song too. It was Memi's zero-gravity dance. At the very least, she could count on the club patrons to be thoroughly distracted.

The song lasts another minute in and a half. After that, they'll turn off the zero-g generator, the lights will shift completely up onto the stage, and Pryce will come out to pretend to auction off a girl.

Classy joint.

He remembered what she'd said about going unnoticed, and kept her close, head bent near hers, as if to look more wrapped up in her than in anything going on around him. Naturally he was also casting a wide net with the Force, an extra sense to guide them as he tried to look like a boy wrapped up in a girl. A girl he'd bought, but whatever, he was sure a lot of outer rim boys had made similar mistakes. He curled one hand around her waist.

"Which way?" he murmured.

Before Maya could answer, it hit.

A wave of power--the Force, apparently--came rolling through the building. It was like heat radiating off of the sun. Maya had felt it hundreds of times, but it still always managed to catch her off guard. Especially when her mind was wrapped up in other things.

But there was no mistaking the feeling.

That's my brother. She had no doubt that Luke felt it too. Follow it.

Luke let out a sharp breath. Boy, had he felt it. You weren't lying. He wondered how they'd managed to keep something like that hidden this long, given the Empire's efforts to weed out possible threats, but that was a story for another time.

It was an easy enough trail to follow, however, and the crowd was more than distracted enough for Luke to ease their way through the bodies with tiny nudges they didn't even notice, down and around towards the back of the building.

"Shh." He stopped, pulling Maya against him as, around another corner, he noticed the presences he'd felt earlier. He sent something in an opposite room tumbling down, and they moved that way, leaving the passage clear.

Powerful though Yuri was--and Maya, in her own way--she'd never seen anyone as skilled as Luke. He was clever, she'd give him that. Her eyes darted back, watching as attention shifted to the other room. It wouldn't be a long distraction, but just enough.

She grabbed his wrist and started to pull him faster through the crowd.

Up on the stage, Memi, a green-skinned Twi'lek wearing little more than some industrial netting, caught her eye. As much as Maya hated using her abilities on someone she considered a friend, she plowed straight into it nevertheless.

Come out into the crowd, let the men jostle around you.

Which was exactly what Memi did.

"Front door," Maya hissed to Luke, making a small gesture.

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