WIP Amnesty Day
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The stench of Jabba’s palace surrounded Solo as the guard hauled him out of his cell. Leia’d gotten him out of the carbonite all right, but he almost wished she hadn’t. Even the big wide-awake nothing was preferable to the sickness that gnawed at him, racking him with icy shivers, making all the noises muffled, yet too loud, like sirens heard through earplugs. He still couldn’t see. Chewie took the best care he could of Han in the pits below the palace, but he really needed a medcenter. Chewie reassured him that Luke would come for them soon, but time lost its meaning in the blindness.
The guard hauled him up the ramps and stairs, and Solo tried to remember the layout of the palace. A famous adage claimed Corellian couldn’t get lost, but he had no idea where he was until he was shoved into the center of a large room to the laughter of the dregs of space. Jabba’s voice rang out over the din.
*Such an amusing little one. Now, let us have her amuse us further.*
Han stood, confused, until someone warm, soft and decidedly female was flung into his arms. He staggered to keep his balance and felt that she was naked and human, or close to it. Where he touched her, she was wet and sticky.
A gag-hood obscured her face and hair, holding her mouth open. Her wrists were bound behind her back. She wasn’t a very big little thing, smaller than the average human female. He could feel a lot of hair under the thin leather of the hood. Her breasts were perfect, and he didn’t find any spines or gills or ridges on her. She submitted to his touch, not fighting him.
The BDSM AU SongFic!
Scene I: The Exciting Battle!
Scene: Interior day, Cloud city. Luke has just seen the carbonite containing Han go floating past in the grip of the bounty hunter, Boba Fett. Drums and recorder intro for BATTLE DAWN begin. No longer skulking along the walls, he strides for the carbon freezing chamber.
Luke:
I must contain my anger or I won’t control my power
But, Force, how long I’ve waited just to see this very hour!
It’s only fit I am the one to raise this storm of fire
And I will turn this mining town into your funeral pyre!
My teachers say I must not hate, but I will not pretend.
I saw the wrecks you made of them, my father, mentor, friends!
The deaths you’ve caused and pain you wrought will be so slow to fade
Ah, would I had your coward heart beneath my naked blade!
(The doors of the carbon chamber slide open revealing Vader awaiting him at the top of the stairs. Luke climbs them silently and stands before the sith lord, dwarfed by his great shadow. He attacks without warning.)
Vader: Impressive. Obi-Wan taught you well.
Luke: You’re fighting both of us.
(They duel briefly, Vader disarms Luke, sending his saber flying and him tumbling down the stairs. Vader takes the stairs at a mighty leap, but Luke rolls out of the way. Before he can grab his saber, Vader is pushing him back into the carbon pit. Luke falls in. A gesture from Vader trips the switch and carbon pours in, freezing Luke where he stands.)
Vader: All too easy.
(Lando Calrissian effects the escape of Leia, Chewbacca and the droids. Vader, distracted by the richer prize, lets them go.)
Scene II: The Daring Rescue!
Title Card: Six Months Later
Scene: Interior, night, Jabba’s palace. A lone figure slips through the shadows and deactivates the field holding the carbon-frozen Han Solo on the wall. Gloved fingers move over the control panel and the pulse indicator speeds up as the carbonite begins to melt. Solo falls with a thud. He tries weakly to push himself up and fails.)
Han: Luke, get me outta this.
Shadowy Figure: Shhhh. It’s all right.
Han (feeling the face above him and encountering only leather and metal): Where am I? Who are you? Why can’t I see?
SF (over the intro to BLINDED EYES): Someone who loves you, hotshot. (Removes helmet to show it is Princess Leia) The hibernation sickness will pass. We have to get you to safety. (He attempts to stand and walk, only to fail. Leia rolls her eyes)
(Sings)
Don’t know where you’re going, but you think you know the way.
20/20 vision, but you can’t seethe light of day.
You know the way is deadly, but you can’t tell which is which.
Good thing I can lead you, or you’d end up in the ditch.
(Frustrated) Can’t you see?
(Heartbroken) You can’t see.
(Confused) Don’t you know?
(Angry) You don’t know.
(begins guiding Han out. The chorus is sung over an escape montage, and ends with them blasting off Tatooine in a Y wing)
Blinded eyes can’t see the light when it’s glowing in the night right in front of you.
Blinded eyes can’t see the truth, when it’s written on the wall right in plain view.
Blinded eyes can’t see the one, or the work that I have done, out of love for you.
Blinded eyes.
Scene III: The Incredibly Squicky Seduction Scene!
(Interior: Coruscant, the Imperial palace. Luke has been thawed, treated and stripped to skimpy black briefs. He is bound to a vertical rectangular frame, spread eagle to show off all the nicely developed Jedi musculature. The frame is pushed into the throne room by two stormtroopers and followed by Vader.)
Emperor: So the Son of Skywalker is before me. (Descends stairs) Welcome, my young apprentice to your new life. You will join us in the darkness. It is your destiny.
(Sings)
Nighttime sharpens,
Heightens each sensation.
Darkness, stirs and wakes imagination.
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Helpless to resist or even fight..
(circles the frame. Luke tenses.)
Slowly, gently The Dark unfurls its splendor.
Grasp it, sense it
Tremulous and tender.
(Palpatine traces ancient Sith symbols, leaving faint reddish tracery in the air, over Luke’s upper torso. Luke manfully glares straight ahead.)
Vader comes in, contrabasso:
turn your face away from the garish light of day.
turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light and listen to the music of the night
Palpatine resumes, turning Luke’s frame to face a view screen, where he conjures images that are unreal:
Close your eyes
and surrender to your darkest dreams.
(Screen fills with beautiful people, male and female, all beckoning seductive for a moment, then clears and throngs of richly dresssed people kneel before the screen in homage, clears again and more scenes of power wealth and sex appear throughout verse)
purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
close your eyes
let your spirit start to soar
and you'll live as you've never lived before.
(Viewscreen vanishes, leaving only Palpatine, who grows younger each time he touches Luke, which he does constantly, until he too is a beautiful youth)
Softly, Deftly,
Darkness shall caress you.
Hear it, Feel it,
Secretly posses you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight,
(Youthful!Palpatine draws close, holding Luke’s face in his hands and this verse is delivered tenderly and seductively)
let your mind
Start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before!
let your soul
take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me...
(Luke jerks his head away and attempts to elbow Palpatine in the face.)
Palpatine: Foolish Jedi. If the pleasures of the Dark Side cannot sway you, then taste its power! (Uses lowlevel Force lightening to make Luke writhe on the frame, screaming.) Yes, Scream for me! Scream to be allowed into the Dark you so easily rejected!
Battle Dawn: Copyright Mercedes Lackey. Some lyric changes to better suit the story.
Blinded Eyes. Copyright Petra. Some lyric changes.
Music of the Night. Copyright Andrew Lloyd Weber, some lyric changes.
Original
Of all the flame-dancers, Saritaa was the best. She wove through the crowds that flocked to The Station’s only restaurant, burning in colors that changed with the music, collecting her tips in the flame-proof basket. It was a good living.
When her shift was over, she would go to the dressing room, douse the NoBurn Inferno makeup with the heavy snuffercloak and shower it away. No longer flaring yellow and green and blue, she caught the transport back to her building.
She had managed to wrangle allocation of a one-room apartment in a converted warehouse. The high ceiling and sparse furnishings made it ideal for practicing new routines. She’d installed a wall of mirrors some years ago for that very purpose.
The stench of Jabba’s palace surrounded Solo as the guard hauled him out of his cell. Leia’d gotten him out of the carbonite all right, but he almost wished she hadn’t. Even the big wide-awake nothing was preferable to the sickness that gnawed at him, racking him with icy shivers, making all the noises muffled, yet too loud, like sirens heard through earplugs. He still couldn’t see. Chewie took the best care he could of Han in the pits below the palace, but he really needed a medcenter. Chewie reassured him that Luke would come for them soon, but time lost its meaning in the blindness.
The guard hauled him up the ramps and stairs, and Solo tried to remember the layout of the palace. A famous adage claimed Corellian couldn’t get lost, but he had no idea where he was until he was shoved into the center of a large room to the laughter of the dregs of space. Jabba’s voice rang out over the din.
*Such an amusing little one. Now, let us have her amuse us further.*
Han stood, confused, until someone warm, soft and decidedly female was flung into his arms. He staggered to keep his balance and felt that she was naked and human, or close to it. Where he touched her, she was wet and sticky.
A gag-hood obscured her face and hair, holding her mouth open. Her wrists were bound behind her back. She wasn’t a very big little thing, smaller than the average human female. He could feel a lot of hair under the thin leather of the hood. Her breasts were perfect, and he didn’t find any spines or gills or ridges on her. She submitted to his touch, not fighting him.
The BDSM AU SongFic!
Scene I: The Exciting Battle!
Scene: Interior day, Cloud city. Luke has just seen the carbonite containing Han go floating past in the grip of the bounty hunter, Boba Fett. Drums and recorder intro for BATTLE DAWN begin. No longer skulking along the walls, he strides for the carbon freezing chamber.
Luke:
I must contain my anger or I won’t control my power
But, Force, how long I’ve waited just to see this very hour!
It’s only fit I am the one to raise this storm of fire
And I will turn this mining town into your funeral pyre!
My teachers say I must not hate, but I will not pretend.
I saw the wrecks you made of them, my father, mentor, friends!
The deaths you’ve caused and pain you wrought will be so slow to fade
Ah, would I had your coward heart beneath my naked blade!
(The doors of the carbon chamber slide open revealing Vader awaiting him at the top of the stairs. Luke climbs them silently and stands before the sith lord, dwarfed by his great shadow. He attacks without warning.)
Vader: Impressive. Obi-Wan taught you well.
Luke: You’re fighting both of us.
(They duel briefly, Vader disarms Luke, sending his saber flying and him tumbling down the stairs. Vader takes the stairs at a mighty leap, but Luke rolls out of the way. Before he can grab his saber, Vader is pushing him back into the carbon pit. Luke falls in. A gesture from Vader trips the switch and carbon pours in, freezing Luke where he stands.)
Vader: All too easy.
(Lando Calrissian effects the escape of Leia, Chewbacca and the droids. Vader, distracted by the richer prize, lets them go.)
Scene II: The Daring Rescue!
Title Card: Six Months Later
Scene: Interior, night, Jabba’s palace. A lone figure slips through the shadows and deactivates the field holding the carbon-frozen Han Solo on the wall. Gloved fingers move over the control panel and the pulse indicator speeds up as the carbonite begins to melt. Solo falls with a thud. He tries weakly to push himself up and fails.)
Han: Luke, get me outta this.
Shadowy Figure: Shhhh. It’s all right.
Han (feeling the face above him and encountering only leather and metal): Where am I? Who are you? Why can’t I see?
SF (over the intro to BLINDED EYES): Someone who loves you, hotshot. (Removes helmet to show it is Princess Leia) The hibernation sickness will pass. We have to get you to safety. (He attempts to stand and walk, only to fail. Leia rolls her eyes)
(Sings)
Don’t know where you’re going, but you think you know the way.
20/20 vision, but you can’t seethe light of day.
You know the way is deadly, but you can’t tell which is which.
Good thing I can lead you, or you’d end up in the ditch.
(Frustrated) Can’t you see?
(Heartbroken) You can’t see.
(Confused) Don’t you know?
(Angry) You don’t know.
(begins guiding Han out. The chorus is sung over an escape montage, and ends with them blasting off Tatooine in a Y wing)
Blinded eyes can’t see the light when it’s glowing in the night right in front of you.
Blinded eyes can’t see the truth, when it’s written on the wall right in plain view.
Blinded eyes can’t see the one, or the work that I have done, out of love for you.
Blinded eyes.
Scene III: The Incredibly Squicky Seduction Scene!
(Interior: Coruscant, the Imperial palace. Luke has been thawed, treated and stripped to skimpy black briefs. He is bound to a vertical rectangular frame, spread eagle to show off all the nicely developed Jedi musculature. The frame is pushed into the throne room by two stormtroopers and followed by Vader.)
Emperor: So the Son of Skywalker is before me. (Descends stairs) Welcome, my young apprentice to your new life. You will join us in the darkness. It is your destiny.
(Sings)
Nighttime sharpens,
Heightens each sensation.
Darkness, stirs and wakes imagination.
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Helpless to resist or even fight..
(circles the frame. Luke tenses.)
Slowly, gently The Dark unfurls its splendor.
Grasp it, sense it
Tremulous and tender.
(Palpatine traces ancient Sith symbols, leaving faint reddish tracery in the air, over Luke’s upper torso. Luke manfully glares straight ahead.)
Vader comes in, contrabasso:
turn your face away from the garish light of day.
turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light and listen to the music of the night
Palpatine resumes, turning Luke’s frame to face a view screen, where he conjures images that are unreal:
Close your eyes
and surrender to your darkest dreams.
(Screen fills with beautiful people, male and female, all beckoning seductive for a moment, then clears and throngs of richly dresssed people kneel before the screen in homage, clears again and more scenes of power wealth and sex appear throughout verse)
purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
close your eyes
let your spirit start to soar
and you'll live as you've never lived before.
(Viewscreen vanishes, leaving only Palpatine, who grows younger each time he touches Luke, which he does constantly, until he too is a beautiful youth)
Softly, Deftly,
Darkness shall caress you.
Hear it, Feel it,
Secretly posses you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight,
(Youthful!Palpatine draws close, holding Luke’s face in his hands and this verse is delivered tenderly and seductively)
let your mind
Start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before!
let your soul
take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me...
(Luke jerks his head away and attempts to elbow Palpatine in the face.)
Palpatine: Foolish Jedi. If the pleasures of the Dark Side cannot sway you, then taste its power! (Uses lowlevel Force lightening to make Luke writhe on the frame, screaming.) Yes, Scream for me! Scream to be allowed into the Dark you so easily rejected!
Battle Dawn: Copyright Mercedes Lackey. Some lyric changes to better suit the story.
Blinded Eyes. Copyright Petra. Some lyric changes.
Music of the Night. Copyright Andrew Lloyd Weber, some lyric changes.
Original
Of all the flame-dancers, Saritaa was the best. She wove through the crowds that flocked to The Station’s only restaurant, burning in colors that changed with the music, collecting her tips in the flame-proof basket. It was a good living.
When her shift was over, she would go to the dressing room, douse the NoBurn Inferno makeup with the heavy snuffercloak and shower it away. No longer flaring yellow and green and blue, she caught the transport back to her building.
She had managed to wrangle allocation of a one-room apartment in a converted warehouse. The high ceiling and sparse furnishings made it ideal for practicing new routines. She’d installed a wall of mirrors some years ago for that very purpose.
