bakerstreet | By request: Sentinels and Guides Shipping Meme

By request: Sentinels and Guides Shipping Meme

Sentinels and Guides Shipping Meme
A Sentinel!AU Meme

There are special people in the world: Sentinels--whose five senses are incredibly enhanced, sometimes to the point of overwhelming and who can easily lose themselves in fugue states--and Guides, the empaths with the ability to ground a Sentinel and focus them. Meant to be the protectors of the Guides, for every Sentinel there exists a guide that is their perfect match. In some universes, when matches are made, a Sentinel and Guide form a soulbond to fill the feeling of emptiness.

How easy was it for you to find yours? How are Sentinels and Guides treated in your universe? Or maybe you're one of the normal, unremarkable people. Do you fear Sentinels and Guides? Despise them?

Rules
1) Post with your character/canon in the subject header.
2a) Choose whether your character is a Sentinel or a Guide
or
2b) If you don't know or don't care, just leave it blank!
3) Information about Sentinels and Guides can be found here and here. Information on 'The Sentinel' which this meme comes from can be found here.

4) All the tagging! Have fun 8D

Prompts
oo1. The Meeting:
How did you meet? Was it at an event organized specifically for finding your other half? By accident? Did you follow a mystical calling to them? Some other way?

oo2. The Bonding:
Do Sentinels and Guides in your universe soulbond? How does it go down? Is there a ceremony or do you just retreat to the bedroom?

oo3. Rejection:
Sometimes Sentinels or Guides propose a match but it's just not perfect. You don't feel the pull or maybe you think there is someone better or maybe you're already claimed. Maybe you were claimed and someone better came along?

oo4. Protection:
Sentinels are meant to protect Guides, any Guides, but it's even worse when they feel their Guide is in danger. They go feral; blind to anything but stopping and killing whoever threatened their Guide or the bond. Maybe someone attacked your Guide or you haven't bonded yet and you feel threatened or maybe you're the one doing the threatening. Whatever the reason, Sentinels in a feral state are dangerous and only their Guides can stop them.

oo5. Lost:
Sentinels often lose themselves in their senses. Either you're a Sentinel who has lost themselves or a Guide that has stumbled on one or a friend trying to draw them out. Unbonded Sentinels will find it hard to escape without a Guide. Or maybe you're bonded already which means you just need yours to come home.

006. Persecution:
Sometimes normal people or the government fear the power of Guides and Sentinels. Guides are empaths, feeling the emotions and sometimes passing thoughts of others and it can make people feel violated. Sentinels often have enhanced strength, which can make them dangerous. So they scorn them, hurt them or in the case of governments, regulate them.

oo7. Death:
Unbonded Sentinels and Guides eventually lose themselves to the empty cavern inside them. Torn apart from the inside by the feeling of something missing. Breaking the soulbond of a Sentinel and Guide is agonizing and horrifying, leading quickly to death for the remaining partner.

oo8. Old-School:
Guides used to be treated on the same level as slaves. Unable to work unless their Sentinel said. Not allowed out on their own. They used to wear collars and couldn't own land or inherit money. Maybe the old ways haven't completely fallen out of style.

oo9. Unbonded:
Nothing is worse than being an unbonded Guide or Sentinel. Always looking for your other half to fill that empty feeling but you probably have friends that aren't your match or who are trying to set you up with someone. Maybe you're skeptical about the whole love at first sight thing and haven't been looking.

o10. Wildcard: Some mish-mash of the above or anything else you can come up with!

Image from weheartit / original meme by

imadeamistake

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only | Expand All

[ooc: though I guess it mostly depends on how long you want to keep going with this little 'verse. I'm game. :)]

"Guess so," Anakin said dubiously before he let out a deep breath and focused on the bowl once again.

This sort of meditation has never come all that easy for him (feels too much like sitting and waiting for something to happen) and considering that he's well aware of the two women who were watching him do it...that didn't really help matters. Neither did the fact that he kept thinking about why he needed to get back instead of just letting the Force show him the way. Eventually, he let out an irritated huff and set the bowl aside a moment in order to tug off his left glove.

He didn't bother to look up at the ladies, just took up the bowl again but this time traced the bowl's surface and design with his bared fingertips with his eyes closed. Narrowing his attention down to that one thing did the trick, shutting out all of his other worries and thoughts and letting him move past them so he was then able to better sense the flow of the Force around them.

Then he only had to contend with not getting distracted by ~~his daughter's~~ Leia's or Maz's presence in the Force.

[ooc: and I'm game for continuing however long and however it falls out]

Oddly enough, Maz's presence was somewhat dim, deliberately dampened, which meant that despite not actively using the Force, she still knew a few things about it and how it worked.

Leia, on the other hand, had never learned that trick and was just as bright as ever. She was, however, calm at the moment, if somewhat curious, and was doing her best not to be a distraction, seeping calm as she'd done when he was first brought to her office.

Maz only received a cursory inspection, mostly to satisfy his own curiosity about her. Somehow he wasn't surprised she'd learned how to minimize her presence in the Force.

Leia was, of course, far more interesting not only due to how very strong she was but also in how strongly her echoes in the Force seemed to harmonize with his. Funny that he wasn't certain if she was even aware of it. He didn't open his eyes but he did start to say something on the subject before he thought better of it.

Then there was the current of the Force at large around them. Seeing it like this, he became aware of a vague tugging sensation, as if it was trying to pull him back where he belonged even though it was such a very long way away. Decades and light years and so much of it was shrouded in darkness he didn't entirely understand but gave him a chill nonetheless. (It disturbed him enough that he rather subconsciously reached for the only nearby source of stability to keep him focused. He didn't intend for that attachment to become a tow line to drag Leia back with him to his present...)

Maz had been right when she'd said it wouldn't be easy. It felt a little like struggling through a sandstorm he couldn't see the end of. Probably it didn't help that some part of him didn't want to go back and find what he'd left behind, was shying away from the very trauma that had left him basically catatonic when Leia's troops had found him.

Too late to turn back, he was both too stubborn to just give up and also so close that he really didn't have a choice anymore but to slide back into the space he'd left when he'd fallen out of time.

[ooc: didn't want to immediately assume she went back with him or how but yeah basically I figure it worked? And since technically Anakin was getting shot when he got dumped in the future's lap, maybe the clones who 'shot' him think he's dead and thus when he and Leia get there they're at least temporarily alone? I mean either that or they find themselves in the middle of a group of clonetroopers who want at least one of them dead and Anakin has to go straight into KILL EVERYTHING mode. You know. Whichever. :)]

For Leia it was less like a sandstorm and more like the time she'd taken a dive into the lake outside of Maz's place. Endlessly cold and fathomlessly deep, both to the point of being numbing, but even so there was the connection to Anakin, that pull, wanting -even needing- to keep him level throughout the transition.

She hadn't realized either that the link had become a tether until Maz's storeroom had warped into a recent battlefield. Her hand went automatically to where there was usually a blaster at her hip, except that there wasn't one there, she hadn't worn one out of respect for Maz, "Well. This is unexpected."

[ooc: No worries, works for me! And I figure there was at least some kind of time difference, but that doesn't mean that the sweep-up team won't find them :D]

Anakin's head snapped up when he realized they weren't in Maz's storeroom anymore and the sense of battlefield took its place.

His hypervigilance of their arrival on Takodana will likely have been nothing compared to what he'd display on Utapau.

Rather like Leia, his first reaction was to reach for a weapon no longer on his hip. Snarling a little, he stood and shoved the bowl that had taken the trip along with them into Leia's hands. "You're not supposed to be here."

Maybe she won't ask him how many of the bodies still on the ground nearby are his handiwork. But lightsabers leave wounds rather distinct from those left by blasters.

His lightsaber, unfortunately, was nowhere to be seen.

She wasn't going to ask, and she wasn't going to count, either, instead she was just going to take the bowl as it was thrust at her, curling both hands around it, concentrating as best she could and shaking her head a moment later, "I don't feel anything."

There were flickers, tattered edges, but nothing like the well that the bowl had been in Maz's storeroom. Nothing like she was fairly sure she would need to get back to her own timeline.

Well, one good thing: there were still a lot of Jedi artifacts around in this point in history.

Bad thing: they're stuck in hostile territory with no weapons or transportation.

"Okay," he said after a moment. "We'll find something else. After we get out of here."

Frowning, he looked over at one of the fallen clonetroopers. Scratch the thought on their having no weapons. Reaching out with a hand, he called the trooper's blaster rifle to him and then looked at Leia. "Do I have to ask if you know how to fire one of these?"

She pocketed the bowl, not much else to be done with it, really, and accepted the blaster rifle, going over it with both hands. She was no expert, but she was no slouch either, "Charge is low, but it'll hold for now."

While the weapon in her hands was new, or new enough, the model itself was old enough that it had been what she learned with as a teenager, something that was mostly surplus by that time, replaced with newer, more efficient designs.

The nice thing about standard infantry weapons...they tended to be built so anyone could pick one up and use it so the basics tended not to vary over the years.

"Good." He jerked his head upwards to indicate platforms high over their heads. "They build their cities inside of big sinkholes on Utapau. If we're going to find a ship, it's going to be up there."

And if it was only droids between them and that goal he wouldn't be too concerned. But this was men he'd fought beside for the better part of three years. He knew exactly what they were capable of and he considered every one of them to be a comrade-in-arms even if they'd called him General.

Which made what he'd had to do, what he was going to have to do, just that much more difficult.

"C'mon, we'd better get moving."

She nodded just once, it had been a while since she'd been out in the field, but that full-circle awareness was quick to return, the sort of thing that never really went away, just went dormant from time to time.

"Lead the way." She was fully ready to follow his lead, after all, he knew the terrain and she didn't, except historically, and that wasn't going to do her much good now.

He nodded sharply and started for the nearest route that would lead them up, wishing devoutly that they had O-...backup with them.

Truth be told, it was actually fairly impressive how far he managed to get them before they finally were forced to make contact with the clones still mopping the place up.

Clones, Leia would find, were much better shots than their successors would be.

She also found that Anakin could swear quite expressively in a multitude of languages while fighting with only the Force at his disposal against men he'd called friend only the day before.

"If you get shot," he shouts at her, "I'm going to kill you! Keep your head down!"

Swearing in multiple languages was something they had in common, at least, and while Leia couldn't swear herself in Shyriiwook or Huttese, she could understand both, and when the warning came she was already keeping herself low, keeping behind cover where she could.

Better shots than Stormtroopers or not, Leia had a knack for not getting hit. Some of it was practice, knowing where to be and where to move to so as to prevent it, but some of it was probably no small amount of latent Force ability. She'd had a small amount of training, most of it from Luke, but even still most of her use of the Force was instinctive, reflexive and not anything she paid much attention to.

She also didn't snap back, though it was her usual response to being yelled at, she had enough sense to know that now was not the time.

Anakin was not, of course, like other Jedi. Even without a lightsaber with the power of the Force that was at his command and the abilities granted him by being a Sentinel a small squad of clone troopers was not the challenge it might have been for someone else.

Not to say he didn't come out unscathed but a few close shots and relatively minor wounds weren't worth bothering himself over. Especially not when he had to get Leia to safety which was for the moment his most pressing need.

At least until he saw something that sparked a truly nuclear fury in him. Up until that moment he'd been focused on the job, getting them out and keeping her safe. But then...

Well, Leia will have seen the gesture he's making before and heard the choking sounds coming from the last trooper in the squad. "Where," Anakin snarled, "did you get that?"

The item in question being a lightsaber hanging from the clone's utility belt. It doesn't look anything like Luke's old lightsaber.

Leia didn't know enough history of the Jedi to be able to recognize a lightsaber and place it to a Knight just by looking at it. She recognized her brother's -and Anakin's- by feel rather than design.

But she could make an educated guess as to the owner of this one, which was part of why that flare of anger had her at Anakin's side, blaster leveled, radiating calm again herself even despite the tension down her spine and the resolve in her expression even as she said: "Can't answer if you don't let him."

He wouldn't have expected her to recognize Obi-Wan's lightsaber on sight anyway. The important part was that he had.

Leia was able to see the way Anakin's fingers tightened a moment despite her words, the way he wanted to fight her influence.

But she was right.

He opened his hand and let the trooper fall to the ground in a heap before calling the lightsaber in question to him.

"Answer the question, trooper."

Coughing, the clone struggled to his feet, if keeping his hands in sight. "The Jedi have been declared traitors to the Republic," he said mechanically. "We've been ordered to remove Jedi officers with lethal force." Apparently some of that innate obedience to those same Jedi officers hadn't been entirely removed by Order 66. Or this particular clone was trying to avoid a messy end.

Anakin shook his head, taking a step forward, "not. an answer."

"Commander Cody dispatched us to confirm General Kenobi's death, sir. The lightsaber was recovered then."

Fist tightening again, even if he wasn't using it on the clone, Anakin asked, "so you found him."

"No, sir. Just the lightsaber."

The sudden wave of hope that Obi-Wan might still be alive threatened to overwhelm him enough that Anakin wavered on his feet. "Good," he said through clenched teeth. "We'll tie you up and leave you for your brothers to find."

That nigh-overwhelming wash of hope would have been enough to confirm her suspicions on the lightsaber's rightful owner even if the trooper hadn't already done so, and couldn't help her own swell of relief that Kenobi hadn't been found.

She knew that magnecuffs and a few lengths of utility cable were standard issue for most stormtroopers, and suspected that was the case here as well, which was why she squared her stance just a little, adjusting her grip on the blaster, "I've got him covered." She said, tone still level and voice still calm, "Go ahead."

Truthfully, that decision was a relief as well, especially since she knew how easy it would have been to just kill him instead.

Anakin nodded slightly and hooked Obi-Wan's lightsaber to his belt in place of his own.

Binding the clone didn't take so long though Anakin took the precaution of also removing his helmet so he couldn't use the comm system it contained to call for backup. Why he hadn't done so already Anakin wasn't going to question.

He could find Obi-Wan, Anakin thought. If he could just get somewhere that he could focus. And they couldn't do that if they had to continually worry about running into clone patrols. So the mission to find a ship still stood.

"Come on," he said to Leia, "we're almost to the control room."

Though even once they started moving, he took the precaution of taking a different route than the one the clone would have seen them heading toward once they were out of sight. And of course he had no intention of going to any control room.

She knew their initial destination hadn't been a control room, but she also knew a misdirection when she heard one, she'd used them often enough herself that she didn't react with surprise, just nodded once, falling into step with Anakin once more.

Truth be told, she'd had a moment's thought of just shooting the trooper herself, and the only real deciding factor in not doing so was that she didn't know what kind of repercussions that would have on her own future, and it wasn't something that she wanted to tempt fate with.

When they finally get to the entranceway that leads out to the platform he'd originally pointed out that they were headed for, he stopped her and stepped to the side. "Pau'an ships," he says quietly. "Figured they'd be under the lightest guard."

The clones, after all, would look after their own ships as well as any Separatist craft they captured.

He closed his eyes for a moment and it was less the Force he was tapping into to see if anyone was there and more his enhanced Sentinel hearing. "...I think it's clear."

She nodded once, "I'll take a 'think it is' over a 'knowing it isn't' any day." She, likewise, was fairly sure it was clear, if there were anyone there, they were being still and quiet and unerringly calm, which she didn't think was the kind of thing that would happen in a recent battle zone.

She readjusted her grasp of the blaster, shouldering the strap in such a way that she could still easily swing it around to bear if necessary, "Lead on."

He flashed her a quick, humorless grin. Obviously they'd had some similar battlefield experiences.

And then he was leading the way to the nearest ship, having to pause a moment to convince the damned thing to open up for them before he ushered her on board.

He didn't fire the engines up right away though he did a quick scan of all the other pre-flight checks he could do in preparation before he looked up at her and explained. "If Obi-Wan is out there, I need to find him. I can probably get a lead through the Force but...we need to start from here without taking off yet. The second we're in the air there's no telling if the-..." he hesitated over what to call the clones now that they were suddenly enemies, "...troops will react immediately or not but I wouldn't be surprised if they did so we'll need to be ready to get a move on when we do."

She nodded at the first, stashing the blaster and strapping herself in easily enough, "I understand."

And then with another wry little half-smile, "We may be clear, we may be flying into heavy fire. Haven't done that in a while, but it won't be an entirely new experience." She knew how and where to brace herself if the ship pitched, and her reflexes were as good now as they'd ever been.

Anakin flashed her a wry smile at that before he settled down to reach into the Force and try to find Obi-Wan. Several minutes passed and eventually he was left shaking his head and and pounding the arm of his chair with a closed fist. "Nothing. I don't sense him anywhere around here." Which...might be a good thing? Anakin was going to choose to believe it meant Obi-Wan escaped and wasn't lying dead at the bottom of this sinkhole somewhere.

He started the engines and looked over at Leia. "I don't know what I can do for you here yet but..." he glanced down at the bowl she carried, "if you need an artifact, I know where there's a lot of them."

And he needed to get to Coruscant.

Not sensing anything was definitely a good thing, at least as far as her experience went. If someone was actually gone, there was usually a space where they should have been, an odd sort of emptiness like a missing tooth, "Nothing is good, in this case." She replied, "Even if he were gone there would still be something."

She just inclined her head as he powered the engines up, something that would have been a magnanimous nod even just a few years before, and probably still would be were he anyone else, "Then let's go."

Well, he'd been right about it not taking long for them to be noticed once they got in the air. Things definitely got hairy quick but it was nothing Anakin couldn't handle. Leia would be able to sense how it was like the ship became an extension of his body and he got it to do a few acrobatics few other pilots would've been able to match.

Which was how they managed to get past the clone pilots chasing them and the star destroyers in orbit around the planet and jump to hyperspace with all speed.

"Well," he quipped, "that was fun."

Considering the brightness to his eyes and the general sense of satisfaction at once again being better than everybody else he might not actually have been joking there. Not entirely.

"This isn't going to be a short trip," he added after a moment, "Utapau is on the Outer Rim."

alternatively: this works and leia comes along for the ride

ohh I hadn't thought of that, I like it!

:D

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject