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You would think I’d be inspired to write some TLJ fic and beat the rush or whatever, but instead, when I open up a document, all I want is to continue Lost Kings, because I’ve finally hit the point she’s joining the Rebellion.
Shara breathed, looked into the holomirror. It didn’t matter. None of the people here needed to know that. She wasn’t a hormonal mess of new motherhood who missed her baby so much it was like a constant stab in her gut. She wasn’t a bereaved woman who’d finally found a family and lost it. She wasn’t a little girl farther away from her father than she’d ever been before, and in much more danger. She wasn’t an anxious wife whose husband had been tortured with hallucinations of her face and was far away facing danger of his own.
None of that mattered. None of these people needed to know that.
She was Shara Bey, daughter of Sento, and she’d been a pilot for ten years now, and she was the best goddamn pilot currently flying, and a bad bitch besides. Nobody could fuck with her and nobody was going to try. She’d been going into new places and earning her way by pluck and skill for a decade now. This was no different.
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You would think I’d be inspired to write some TLJ fic and beat the rush or whatever, but instead, when I open up a document, all I want is to continue Lost Kings, because I’ve finally hit the point she’s joining the Rebellion.
Shara breathed, looked into the holomirror. It didn’t matter. None of the people here needed to know that. She wasn’t a hormonal mess of new motherhood who missed her baby so much it was like a constant stab in her gut. She wasn’t a bereaved woman who’d finally found a family and lost it. She wasn’t a little girl farther away from her father than she’d ever been before, and in much more danger. She wasn’t an anxious wife whose husband had been tortured with hallucinations of her face and was far away facing danger of his own.
None of that mattered. None of these people needed to know that.
She was Shara Bey, daughter of Sento, and she’d been a pilot for ten years now, and she was the best goddamn pilot currently flying, and a bad bitch besides. Nobody could fuck with her and nobody was going to try. She’d been going into new places and earning her way by pluck and skill for a decade now. This was no different.
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