Anonymous Message.

[Freynk Porkins]

A note was placed in a pleasant lightly flower scented flimsi envelope and delivered to a SSB office on Tatooine, addressed to [member="Danger Arceneau"].


"Would you know me? Could you see? If I told you how I long to once more brush your hand.
The steady gaze and light filled eyes. Your mind so sharp behind emerald jewels.
The way your words roll off your tongue, the way they've moved a simple man.
You're playful grin and wondrous grace have en wrapped me. Yes, made me but your fool.

I would walk across deserts wide and to bring you fallen stars
I'd fight I'd steal and walk on coals if only for a look or smile.
You may never know just what you've done to warm my pounding heart
One day perhaps, we may again meet and in your company I'll bask if only for a while."

The message ended there with no return address and when traced was sent from Rodia by a mouse droid named Phyllis.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Freynk Porkins"]

Danger would lightly tap the fullness of her lower lip as she read the poem. In the still and privacy of her office, she couldn't help but give a light smile. She was touched. There was no return address, but that only sparked more curiosity.

I wonder...

 

[Freynk Porkins]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

What had happened to the poem? Had she read it? Did she smile or simply roll her emerald eyes and toss it away? He didn't know but ten days went by and he was on another world another team to recruit and train. And another message qoukd be sent from the world he had left by a street child named happy max.

The message would arrive for her at one of her offices and hope it eventually found its intended.

"Dear Ms. Arceneau,

I'm writing to you as you can of course see because you have bewitched me. I am nought but a simple man but the thought of you is like a fire shut up in my bones beging for expression lest I be destroyed by it. How I think of your skin like porcelain and the touch of your hand to mine. How the light caught your eyes and those emerald galaxies illuminated my very soul. I pine, I persih for you and yet know that you are beyond me.

Your beauty like a distant sun warms me to my core but dare I draw near, dare I come close to your warmth and be consumed? I would if only for a moment. One look, one touch and I'd be yours eternal. A breath is the wind I may be to you but know that though I am distant and we may never again meet, that you moved a man to do more than desire your body, but to long to move your heart.

Where many may lust, only a few a precious few can love.

-Yours."

The message again was anonymous and held no return address but could be traced to Fondor and happy Max who knew nothing other than he had been bought clothes and food to send the message.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

It was a new experience.

The sheet of lobe-paper would be held between two fingers as the full hipped woman would read it's flowery content, slowly walking round the confines of her office as she did so.

The corner of her mouth would perk up.


Mr. Anonymous was quite poetic.

 

[Freynk Porkins]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

He walked along the street having just left his offices on Ord Mantell once again and stopped a a local tap-caf. It had been a week and he was again wondering about his crush who likely could care less about an aging has been. It didn't much matter in the long run. He knew he couldn't compete with the men who must flock to her side. However, it never hurt to have someone you thought about. Having someone to show affection to wasn't wrong, was it?

He sat with his datapad and began to write in his own hand with a stylus on the screen.

"Like the waves on the shoreline is love. It moves to caress to hold to consume and recedes. When tthe tide is high the sand fully enveloped and all seems nought but sea. When the tide is low only the deepest portions of the shore are covered. Oh to be on that shore. To be lost in wave after unyeilding wave of love. Could it be? Could a man reach for the skies and find an angel? Or would his be retracted empty?

The pensive gloom of loneliness touches all but only a precious few find the warming rays of affection and the blue skies of true love to break through the clouds and light a life. You give me the sun when the galaxy threatens me with only a storm. Danger they call you and indeed for I am in Danger of being lost to you at a glance. Emerald eyes would pierce my soul and you would have me forever. Tempest could rage and and life be threatened but love looks upon tempest and smiles. Crying out do your worst for with love I can weather anything.

Forgive me for taking liberty to write you again, dearst Danger.

Yours"

Freynk read it over and sighed as he reached to delete. However, as fate or force would have it he was bumped from behind spilling his caf on his datapad causing the message to be sent and the pad to be turned off before he could hope to retract. He gulped as he wondered if the message went out.