she was not as trained as her brother as yoda saw that leia was prone more to fits of anger when upset so leia had no real knowledge of the dark side of the force. “so that includes force choking mainly...? and drawing on your anger?”

attempting to pick the reader up with the Force. she’s trying!

// logging off for a bit 💕💕

force lighting? this made Leia almost shake with fear. that sounded worse than the force choke and she’d been tortured physically and mentally by the Sith Lord and his apprentices. “oh... I wasn’t aware.”

please use with caution—

barely dodges it. “watch how you’re swinging it!”

she honestly doesn’t know. she doesn’t know how to use a lightsaber at all as she’d never been taught. “well you’re doing it wrong.”

she takes the blade, lifting it up with her dominant hand. this thing was dangerous, she thought. it could slice off someone’s head if it needed to. “how would I know? this thing feels dangerous just holding it!”

she arched a brow at him. she frowned first. “where did you find this? someone must be looking for it...”

oh, so the blade had been abandoned. Leia wanted to keep it for herself, but then again, what if someone was looking for it? or worse what if the owner of the blade had already been killed? “well....” she trailed off.

“I—I guess,” Leia mutters. she powered the blade down and then clipped it to her belt. it felt heavy and awkward on her belt, however. “just wish I knew whose blade it was. it doesn’t feel corrupted at all...”

protect her from what? Leia blinked at the other Jedi. The Sith? Or someone else? “from the Sith? Why would I need protection against them? Because of my somewhat connection to the Force?”

tired Leia noises—

Blinkblink— “thanks!”

is still tired.

// I promise you guys I’ll be more active right after finals week 😭

A N N O Y E D sigh.