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crack_van2007-04-21 01:08 am
rynne.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-04-21 01:08 am
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Drive You Mild by obaona (PG)
Fandom: STAR WARS: EXTENDED UNIVERSE
Pairing: Luke/Mara
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obaona
Author Website: obastuff
Why this must be read: So many elements of this fic just ping me so hard. It's an epic AU with two basic premises: not all of the Jedi were killed in the Purge, and Vader found Luke when he was twelve years old. Now Luke Skywalker is the Emperor, and does this fortuitous, inexplicable thing--he wants to make peace with the fledgling New Republic, and to seal the treaty, he wants to marry a Jedi: Mara Jade.
This fic has almost everything I love to read about in a Star Wars EU fic. There's Luke, powerful and in control, not quite a Jedi and not quite a Sith. There's Mara, without the bitter past of the Emperor's Hand, but still full of her customary fire. There's political intrigue and philosophical discussions, which always make me happy. There are two strong personalities learning through an arranged marriage to respect each other, to like each other, and to even come to love each other. There's an absolutely brilliant OC in Luke's majordomo, and a wonderful ensemble cast.
And along with having so many story elements that I love, this fic is just written so absolutely gorgeously. Obaona has such an eloquent, graceful style, and so evocative. She even gives us a sense of history within her universe by putting excerpts from the "Annals of the Empire" prior to each new section--excerpts that both give us that sense of history, and set the tone for the coming section. It's really brilliantly done.
Honestly, I could probably go on about what I love about this fic for pages--it's probably better for you to just read it yourself.
The area was some kind of adjacent room to the Imperial Gardens. Three of the ‘walls’ seemed to be composed of little but windows. All were as high as the ceiling, and that was at least a dozen meters. A few couches and chairs were dotted beside the windows. In the middle of the room, there was one table with nothing on it. The floor was plain wood, and there were no rugs. It was a decidedly spare room.
“I like the simplicity.”
Mara jerked her head in the direction of the voice. Only then did she see Skywalker sitting in one of the plush chairs, nearly lost in its seat. He was little more than a dark figure, especially against the dark maroon of the chair. With a shiver of fear, she realized her failing to see him had been deliberate on his part.
He looked quite casual, not at all formal – or evil, for that matter. He was leaning against one of the arms of the chair, elbow propped up on it, and his chin resting in one of his hands. His short blond hair barely caught some of the afternoon light, making some of it appear lighter than it was, and the rest darker. Somewhat to her surprise, he looked as lithe and fit in person as he did on holos.
His crystalline blue eyes were electric when they met hers. Skywalker definitely had a presence – when he chose not to disguise it. She could still sense virtually nothing of the man beyond the fact that he was there. That was a skill that surely rivaled that of Mace Windu – at least.
“Nothing to say?” Skywalker inquired with a lift of one eyebrow.
“I thought that was a statement, not a question,” Mara returned easily. She walked forward, until she was a mere few meters away from Skywalker. Emperor Skywalker. No, she shouldn't think about that. She settled into the chair opposite his, noting that his eyes followed her every move.
“True,” Skywalker conceded. “How was your trip?”
“Can we skip the banal niceties?” Mara shot back.
Drive You Mild
Pairing: Luke/Mara
Author on LJ:
obaonaAuthor Website: obastuff
Why this must be read: So many elements of this fic just ping me so hard. It's an epic AU with two basic premises: not all of the Jedi were killed in the Purge, and Vader found Luke when he was twelve years old. Now Luke Skywalker is the Emperor, and does this fortuitous, inexplicable thing--he wants to make peace with the fledgling New Republic, and to seal the treaty, he wants to marry a Jedi: Mara Jade.
This fic has almost everything I love to read about in a Star Wars EU fic. There's Luke, powerful and in control, not quite a Jedi and not quite a Sith. There's Mara, without the bitter past of the Emperor's Hand, but still full of her customary fire. There's political intrigue and philosophical discussions, which always make me happy. There are two strong personalities learning through an arranged marriage to respect each other, to like each other, and to even come to love each other. There's an absolutely brilliant OC in Luke's majordomo, and a wonderful ensemble cast.
And along with having so many story elements that I love, this fic is just written so absolutely gorgeously. Obaona has such an eloquent, graceful style, and so evocative. She even gives us a sense of history within her universe by putting excerpts from the "Annals of the Empire" prior to each new section--excerpts that both give us that sense of history, and set the tone for the coming section. It's really brilliantly done.
Honestly, I could probably go on about what I love about this fic for pages--it's probably better for you to just read it yourself.
The area was some kind of adjacent room to the Imperial Gardens. Three of the ‘walls’ seemed to be composed of little but windows. All were as high as the ceiling, and that was at least a dozen meters. A few couches and chairs were dotted beside the windows. In the middle of the room, there was one table with nothing on it. The floor was plain wood, and there were no rugs. It was a decidedly spare room.
“I like the simplicity.”
Mara jerked her head in the direction of the voice. Only then did she see Skywalker sitting in one of the plush chairs, nearly lost in its seat. He was little more than a dark figure, especially against the dark maroon of the chair. With a shiver of fear, she realized her failing to see him had been deliberate on his part.
He looked quite casual, not at all formal – or evil, for that matter. He was leaning against one of the arms of the chair, elbow propped up on it, and his chin resting in one of his hands. His short blond hair barely caught some of the afternoon light, making some of it appear lighter than it was, and the rest darker. Somewhat to her surprise, he looked as lithe and fit in person as he did on holos.
His crystalline blue eyes were electric when they met hers. Skywalker definitely had a presence – when he chose not to disguise it. She could still sense virtually nothing of the man beyond the fact that he was there. That was a skill that surely rivaled that of Mace Windu – at least.
“Nothing to say?” Skywalker inquired with a lift of one eyebrow.
“I thought that was a statement, not a question,” Mara returned easily. She walked forward, until she was a mere few meters away from Skywalker. Emperor Skywalker. No, she shouldn't think about that. She settled into the chair opposite his, noting that his eyes followed her every move.
“True,” Skywalker conceded. “How was your trip?”
“Can we skip the banal niceties?” Mara shot back.
Drive You Mild
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Thanks for the rec.