[RP] Walking along the lakeshore

[jediontherun]

Life on Mandalore is... surprisingly normal, considering the state of the galaxy. And she’s settled in without much difficulty. She still has nightmares, and there are still nights that she ends up falling back asleep in Obi-Wan’s arms. But they’re improving. And she’s keeping herself busy, helping out where she can, with chores and everything else, going on missions when Kal needs her to, sparring with Mereel and the other clones. And helping Obi-Wan take care of Luke.

Which is what she’s doing now. Kal had needed to talk to him, so she’d scooped Luke out of his arms, given him a crooked smile, and gone for a walk. The lake has become one of her favourite spots, and if she’s not somewhere in the compound or occasionally back at her ship, she’s usually there.

With Luke cradled carefully in her arms, she walks along the shoreline. He fusses sleepily, and she cuddles him closer, pressing a gentle kiss to his head. Then, faintly embarrassed, she softly begins singing an Alderaanian lullaby she’d heard Breha sing to Leia. And had learned herself, after one slightly nerve-wracking evening when the Organas had asked Siri to watch Leia for the first time.

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[jediontherun]

“I also would have been a great deal younger, and a fair amount grumpier about the whole ordeal.” She hadn’t exactly been pleased, as it was, anyway, but she’d been equally amused. And embarrassed.

Making another face at him, she checks on Luke one last time; he seems to have settled in and is happily dozing away contentedly. Then she’s joining Obi-Wan where he sits on the edge of his bed, her shoulder pressing lightly against his.

[last_jedi]

"Which would have made it more than worth the price of admission to observe you," he replies cheekily as she sits next to him. "And the opportunity for teasing you once you'd warmed up to the whole thing."

He's shameless, Siri. There's no fixing him.

[jediontherun]

She shakes her head and elbows him in the ribs, but there’s a fond, crooked smile on her lips and her blue eyes are sparkling. “That’s why I would have never let you observe me,” she replied mock-archly. “Which would have curtailed your ability to tease.”

She doesn’t want to fix him. She loves likes him exactly the way that he is, and she wouldn’t change a thing. Not even his ability to frustrate her more than anyone else in the galaxy.

[last_jedi]

"Like you would've have had a choice in the matter," he states, shying away from the elbow to the ribs. "I would've had to have been kept off-planet for that, and no way you would've been able to convince Master Yoda or Master Qui-Gon to make it happen."

He tries to capture her hands in his to curtail any more poking. "And we'd better settle down, or we'll wake the baby."

[jediontherun]

“I could be quite persuasive when I set my mind to it,” she retorts. Not that it would have worked on either of them, and her charm had been of the... brusque sort, back then.

He tries and succeeds in capturing her hands and preventing her from prodding at him any longer, and she stills, after a brief moment. “Fine. But only for Luke,” she adds, teasing him fondly.

[last_jedi]

He does the only thing they can do right now, and he pulls her down with him as he stretches out on the mattress.

"Then Luke would be very upset if we didn't take this moment of peace and run with it." He settles and shifts while he waits for her to find a place that comfy for her. "Naps are hard to come by these days, after all."

[jediontherun]

She laughs softly, letting him pull her down with him onto the bed, stretching out comfortably next to him.

“Well, we can’t have that,” she tells him, settling against his side with a quiet sigh, her head pillowed on his shoulder and her arm draped across his hips. Force, she enjoys this more than she should. It’s too easy to fall asleep like this, curled up next to him. “Then we should take full advantage of this moment.”

[last_jedi]

Yes, they should, and to that end, "Siri? Stop talking now." It's said with fond amusement, and he falls silent after he says the words, letting the serenity of the moment, and the sleeping babe in the crib nearby fill him and carry him into sleep.

[jediontherun]

She muffles her laughter against his chest, falling silent and letting the warmth of him next to her, in the Force, and the peacefulness of the moment send her drifting off to sleep.