#orbmina

he sees her. she sees him. he can’t help that his legs freeze up for a moment and his jaw clenches, but he holds the strap of his pack tighter and moves to step around her, brushing against her shoulder hard. unforgiven.

Jackson peers ahead of himself for a little while, expression blank. It doesn’t take him very long but then he shrugs. “I don’t know. I don’t think I have any fears.” And it’s true. He tries to think of things, but nothing fills him with fear or even anxiety the way some things used to do when he was little. He’s grown out of those fears, but hasn’t really grown into any new ones, apparently.

It takes everything in her to not laugh.  She’s not even sure where the sudden bubbling in her chest comes from but Hyuna bites her cheek hard and the feeling passes.  “I believe The Force lives in all of us and that those who are lucky enough to feel its presence with training and dedication are one of the lucky few in this galaxy that can make some change if they wanted to.”  It’s an answer she had given Baz Tu a thousand times when he questions why she and the rest of the crew believed in The Church of The Force.  Though she knew it was hopeless most days waiting for The Jedi, it is something that she had always believed in from the first time she read her mother’s letter.  When she was young, Hyuna had resented them.  She so desperately wanted to be just like her mother only to find it wasn’t possible.  It had taken years for her to realize that it didn’t make her less connected to her mother, nor did it make her less than those around her.  Realizing she’s been silent too long, Hyuna adds in a careful, measured tone,“It is a gift I want to see used for good.”