Though her shoulder-length hair was as rich and thick as her mother’s, Jaina never wanted to take the time to twist and tangle it into the lovely, convoluted hairstyles for which Princess Leia had been so famous.
Jacen extended his hand to help her to her feet. “My crystal snake’s loose again! We have to find it. Have you seen it?”
She took little notice of his words. “No, I’ve been busy in here. Almost finished, though.” She pointed down at the grimy pumping machinery. “When this is all done well be able to install it in the river next to the temple. The flowing water can turn the wheels and charge all of our batteries.” Her words picked up speed as she began to talk. Once Jaina got started, she loved to explain things.
Jacen tried to interrupt, but could find no pause in her speech. “But, my snake—”
“With phased output jacks we can divert power to the Great Temple, provide all the light we need. With special protein skimmers added on, we could extract algae from the water and process it into food. We could even power all of the academy’s communication systems and—”
Jacen stopped her. “Jaina, why are you spending all your time doing this? Don’t we have dozens of permanent power cells left over from the old Rebel base?”
She sighed, making him feel as if he had missed some deeply important point. “I’m not building this because it’s useful,” she said. “I’m doing it to see if I can. Once I know I can do it, I won’t have to waste time anymore wondering whether anything I learn here is useful or not.”
Jacen was still not sure he understood. But then, his sister never could grasp his fascination for living creatures. “In the meantime, Jaina, could you help me find my snake? It’s loose. I don’t know where to look for it,”
“All right,” Jaina said, brushing her dirty hands on her stained work overall. “If the snake escaped from your room, it probably moved down the corridor.”
The two of them stepped out into the long hall. Side by side, they scanned the shadows and listened.
Jacen’s room was the last chamber in one of the temple passages leading to a cold, cracked stone wall. But none of the cracks was wide enough for the crystal snake to hide in.
“Well have to check from room to room,” Jaina said.
Jacen nodded. “If something’s wrong, we should be able to sense it. Maybe I can use the Force to track the snake, wherever it might be hiding.”
They heard the other Jedi students in their quarters dressing, washing up, or maybe just catching a few extra minutes of sleep. Jacen cocked his ears and listened, half-hoping to hear someone scream out loud, because then he would know where the snake had gone.
They slipped from room to room, pausing at closed doors. Jacen touched his fingers to the wood, but he caught no tingling sensation that might indicate his escaped pet.
But when they came to Raynar’s half-open door, they immediately sensed something out of the ordinary. Peering inside, the twins spotted the boy sprawled on the polished stone tiles of the floor.
Raynar wore fine garments of purple, gold, and scarlet cloth, the colors of his noble family’s house. Despite Uncle Luke’s gentle suggestions, Raynar rarely took off his fancy costume, never allowed himself to be seen in drab but comfortable Jedi training clothes.
Raynar’s bristly blond hair shone like flecks of gold dust in the morning sunlight spilling into his room through the window slits. His flushed cheeks sagged in and blew out as he snored softly in an awkward position on the cold tile floor.
“Oh, blaster bolts!” Jacen said. “I think we’ve found my snake.”
Jaina slid the door closed and stationed herself by the crack so the crystal snake couldn’t get past her.
Jacen knelt beside Raynar’s form and let his eyelids flutter closed. He stretched his fingers into the air, and his knuckles cracked. He let his mind flow, imagining what a snake’s thoughts might be like. As usual he felt many things at once through the Force, but he focused down, looking for his snake.
He sensed a slim, languid line of thought, an easily satisfied mind that right now felt cozy and safe. Its only thoughts were warm, warm … sleep, sleep … and quiet. The coiled-up crystal snake dozed beneath Raynar in the folds of his purple under-robes.
“Here, Jaina,” Jacen whispered. She left the door to crouch beside him. The fabric of her stained overall hissed like another snake as she dropped to her knees.
“I suppose it’s directly under Raynar’s body?”
Jacen nodded. “Yes, where it’s warmest.”
“That’s a problem,” Jaina said. “I could roll him over, and you grab the snake.”
“No, that would disturb it,” Jacen said. “It might bite Raynar again.”
Jaina frowned. “He’d sleep through a week’s worth of classes.”
“Yeah,” Jacen said, “but then at least Uncle Luke could finish a lecture without getting interrupted by Raynar’s questions.”
Jaina giggled. “You’ve got a point there.”
Jacen sensed the coiled snake with his mind, saw it resting peacefully; but just then, as if Raynar had heard them talking about him, the boy snorted and stirred in his sleep.
The snake surged with alarm. Jacen quickly sent out a calming message, using Jedi relaxation techniques Luke had taught him. He sent peaceful thoughts, quieting thoughts, that calmed not only the serpent but Raynar as well.
“Working together, we could use our Jedi powers to lift Raynar up,” Jacen suggested. “Then I’ll pull the snake out from underneath him.”
“Well, what are we waiting for?” Jaina said, looking at her brother with raised eyebrows.
Closing their eyes, the twins concentrated. They touched the fringes of Raynar’s colorful robes with their fingertips as they imagined how light he could be … that he was merely a feather wafting into the air… that he weighed nothing at all, and they could make him drift upward….
Jacen held his breath, and the still-snoring Jedi student began to rise from the tiled floor. Raynar’s loose garments dangled like curtains underneath him, freeing the sleepy snake.
Suddenly deprived of its warm hiding place, the crystal snake woke up in anger, instinctively wanting to lash out. Jacen sensed it uncoiling and seeking a living target, ready to strike.
“Hold Raynar!” he shouted to Jaina as he flashed forward to snatch the slithering crystal snake. His fingers, wrapped around its neck, grasping it behind the compact triangular head. He sent focused calming thoughts into the small reptilian brain, quelling its anger, soothing it.
Jacen’s quick movement and release of the Force startled Jaina, and she managed to hold Raynar up for only a second or two. As Jacen worked to calm the serpent, Jaina’s grip on the floating boy weakened and finally broke.
Raynar tumbled to the hard stone floor in a pile of arms and legs and garishly colored cloth. The thud of impact was enough to wake him even from a snake-drugged sleep. He sat up with a grunt, blinking his blue eyes and shaking his head.
Jacen continued to calm the invisible snake hidden in his hand. He sent tingling thoughts into its mind until the serpent fizzed with pleasure. Content, it wrapped itself around Jacen’s wrist, resting its flat, transparent head on his clenched fist. Even in the best of light it barely shimmered. Its scales were like a thin film of diamonds, its black eyes like two bits of charcoal.
Groggy, Raynar looked at the dark-haired twins standing next to him. He scratched his head in confusion. “Jacen? Jaina? Well, well, well, what are you—hey!” He sat up straighter and shook his left arm as if it had gone numb. Then he glared at Jacen.
“I thought I saw one of your… your creatures in here, just for a minute. And that’s the last thing I remember. Is one of your pets loose?”