STEER CLEAR OF THE SUN | OBSERVATORY EVACUATION

[lessa]

✯ — The marten furrowed her brow, breath coming in wheezing gasps.  "S-shine," stop being such an idiot, she grit her teeth, aiming to push just a little harder, her paws slipping.  Just a little.  "Sh-shine, w-we'll die." Lessa was not entirely sure who he meant; she knew there were others; she'd caught glimpses and faded sounds of others calling, getting help, but this far down, she was sure it was just them.  There was nothing but flames ahead.  "L-let me sa-save you."

If he kept fighting her, she knew she wouldn't win.  Not now.  Not in this state.  Neither were at their full strength.  Even then, without the Force at her side, Lessa was a lot less tough.  For the first time she was actually angry her connection was so weakened.  It hadn't bothered her at first; for it made no difference to the emptiness she already felt to lose that sixth sense, but at least when she'd been able to use it, she could've done something.  Pushed him harder than what her own physical strength allowed.  Still.

She couldn't fail.  Not Shine.  He was the only thing in this strange new place she knew, even if he was different.  It made her stomach twist in knots, the thought of being left alone here, about failing to push him back to safety.  She was scared.  Truly frightened.  "W-we can't sa-save anyone if w-we're d-dead, Shine," her voice cracked.  And the flames would surely kill them.  "H-have to g-go."

Please Shine, I'm scared.

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