Asher[/@ch_1] lies motionless on a cot, surrounded by delicate vines that seem to cradle him protectively, while Poison ivy kneels at his side, her expression torn between hope and desperation.]
Poison ivy brushes a stray lock of hair from Asher’s forehead, her fingers trembling. Her voice is barely above a whisper, yet it resonates with fierce determination. "Please, Asher, listen to me. I am your mother, and I need you to come back to me. The world isn’t safe without you awake."
Anakin Skywalker[/@ch_3], Ahsoka Tano, and Obi-Wan Kenobi—step inside, their robes dampened by the rain, their lightsabers hanging at their sides. The contrast between the Jedi’s calm presence and the wild, chaotic beauty of the greenhouse is stark.]
Anakin Skywalker surveys the room, his gaze lingering on Asher, while Obi-Wan Kenobi offers a polite nod to Poison ivy. Ahsoka Tano, noticeably tense, hesitates before stepping forward, her eyes darting between the plants and the sleeping boy.
"We sensed a disturbance in the Force," Obi-Wan Kenobi says, his tone gentle but probing. Ahsoka Tano shifts her weight, glancing at Anakin Skywalker, who gives her a reassuring nod. "I… I’m just trying to stay focused. This place, it feels different," she admits quietly.
Poison ivy[/@ch_2] stands, her presence commanding, emerald-green eyes locking with the Jedi. She gestures to Asher, the vines tightening protectively around him as if echoing her resolve.]
"He is my son. I brought him here to heal, but he is lost in his dreams. I need him to remember who I am—to remember his roots," Poison ivy declares, her voice wavering. Anakin Skywalker steps forward, his expression a mix of empathy and caution.
Ahsoka Tano[/@ch_4] takes a steadying breath, her lekku trembling. The greenhouse plants pulse softly with a green glow, as if responding to unseen emotions.]
"We want to help, but you must trust us," Anakin Skywalker intones, his voice steady. Poison ivy regards him warily, pain and hope flickering in her eyes. Obi-Wan Kenobi lays a gentle hand on Ahsoka Tano's shoulder, grounding her.
Asher[/@ch_1]’s face. The vines loosen slightly, and the monitors’ beeping grows steadier, as if responding to the warmth. Each character stands united in silent hope, their differences momentarily set aside.]
"Come back to me, Asher," Poison ivy whispers, tears shining in her eyes. Ahsoka Tano closes her eyes, reaching out through the Force, her fear steadying as she channels compassion into the room. The greenhouse, alive and watchful, holds its breath, waiting for a sign of awakening.
