thefinaljedi | Appointments

[It may be some relief to note that the picture window shows Ami with dark hair and eyes, just as it should. She looks slightly tentative; as far as she knows, nothing bad happened over the past weeks, but she doesn't remember it clearly for herself and it was still probably awkward.]

Luke? I'm back.

I'd like to talk if it's alright.

[There's no hello. That would require expecting anyone to be up at this hour and thinking them worth saying hello to. Neither applies as far as Knives is concerned, so Luke's unannounced visitor is silent as he picks his way delicately through the farm. Simple curiosity is a motivator this time, to see where at least some of the food in the enclosure comes from. The farm happened to be in his path while exploring anywhere he could get to on foot, so it too is subject to study.

Careful, silent study.

Livestock are avoided - they're noisy and could alert or awake someone. A vegetable is far less likely to do so, thus fields are of far more interest for the time being and didn't come with the uncomfortable certainty that people knew they were eating talking beings. Gardens didn't happen where he's from, so neat rows are examined, the growing fruits and vegetables scrutinized, along with the soil and things living IN the soil. This requires a bit of digging, but it'll be a while yet before anyone's around, surely. Being certain he's alone means for once Knives is on a pretty even emotional keel. A balanced mind is one better suited to examination.

So he examines. The flowers on a squash plant, and the industrious bugs keeping them pollinized, is a peculiarity that must be poked at.

At least the farm's newest visitor is carefully not ruining anything in his wake. Or leaving much of a mark at all beyond small dig-holes to test soil composition.]

It was so strange, feeling about someone a mix of what Chouji feels for Shikamaru and for his own father. Luke was halfway between brother and father for him this past week and a half. Chouji never expected to see anyone other than his teammates as siblings, but a little of that sentiment lingers.

He approaches the farms slowly, unsure of whether Luke will want to see him. He supposes he'll find out.

The feelings may fade. He wonders if they will. Either way, Chouji's time doing farm work reminds him of the promise he made on his first day here. With Shikamaru worried about their inability to self-support in the enclosure, Chouji said he'd help. At the very least with water, since wells are easy enough for him to dig, but he always meant to approach the farms too.

Maybe this was just the reminder that he needed.

Wouldn't happen to have some spare time today? [The message is simple and very straight to the point, hopefully Luke is use to how blunt Remy could be.]

[He already mangled a tree in the forest before he made a move to reach out to Luke. While the poor tree had to feel the brunt of his anger, it at least helped him calm down a bit first.

Also he wasn't sure what he would do in person, so speaking to Luke this way seemed ... safer.

Especially after what he almost did to Rei. The darkness threatened to overtake him and he had almost crushed that fine line of being angry and wanting to completely crush that girl.

He couldn't risk the same with his family. ... Not right now. The visions still a swirling rage of emotions in his mind.]

Luke. We need to talk.

[There are small blessings in the world. It's early in the morning when Ginia wakes up in Luceti, thrown back in the flimsy cotton sundress of all new arrivals. It takes her a bit to process everything; dirt and grass instead of the sterile and cold floor of the cell, running water nearby, cloudy grey sky above, cold fresh air.

Everything is so real Ginia's not sure if it really is. It could be a trick, she could still be captured and this could be a test. To see how she reacts, to see what she will do.

Her eyes dart around. River. Ginia pulls herself over to the river, every part of her body heavy and sore. Nothing feels broken - the bones they did break were all healed up, luck her - but everything hurts. She plunges her hands into the cold water, the shock welcoming. She splashes water onto her face, gargles and spits to wet her mouth, scrubs her arms and hands to remove dried blood and dirt.

She wants to believe she's back in the village, that her torment is over, but it's just one cage back into another. Once she feels a little more focused, a little more awake, Ginia slowly stumbles to her feet and peers at the buildings around.

...Clinic. Right. With each step slow and dull, Ginia pulls herself over to the clinic, swings open the door, and practically falls inside.

Morning.]

[There had to be some cosmic law somewhere in the multiverse that prevented students from having to learn on Saturdays.]

[Yu looked much like a zombie as he went about his morning routine in what had to be the most ungodly hour, and his wings were drooping as much as his eyelids as he struggle to stay awake and not choke on his toothbrush. He washed his face to wake up, dressed, had a light breakfast, and paused at the door leading outside. His Master didn't believe in luck, but sometimes he wondered if luck had something to do with getting through his lessons.]

[A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he pushed his way out the door, setting out in a jog toward his Master's house, and trying to picture a scandalized look on his face if he ever told him that.]

Sorry for the short notice Luke, but got myself a ~~stea~~ infiltration mission I just couldn't let pass. Will be back to lend you a hand once it's all done.

Hi Mr. Luke I spoke to somebody who likes to write and it made me think about writing to people. I won't do it all the time because I know you must be busy, but I wanted to know how you are. Are you OK? Everybody had a weird time this month. It's OK if you don't want to talk about it. I hope you and your parents are OK. By the way, did your mom lose her cat before? I saw a message about it before but she got a lot of help. I wanted to ask her if she found her cat but then life got weird(er) here. If it was your mom I hope she found them! But if she's still looking then we can keep an eye out for her cat too. Do cats like forests? My bad if that wasn't your mom. Have a good day! Red

[A successful mission, with Luke's safe return. She can't ask for better than that, and she can't avoid the feeling of relief. She rings the doorbell, and when he opens it he'll find her standing there with a small and a small wrapped package.]

Hi Luke! I have a friend who wants to read books on space. Do you know any good books on space and aliens? Red

[Luke is the last person who should be working so hard right after coming back from such a disturbing and harried Draft. Ami is the lsat person who should be noticing it or complaining, considering her own habits. But when she finds him, visibly tired, she is quick to try to persuade him to rest.

She does so tactfully, of course, although she looks quietly concerned. Perhaps she's aware of just how hypocritical it will really sound.]

I think it's better if you take a break for a little while.

[ He's been wanting to get in contact with certain people, but knowing how they're dealing or if they want to see people is hard, so... leaving journal messages seems to be the best bet. ]

...Um, hi, Luke. It's Red. I just wanted to know you're doing okay. I haven't been to the farm for a while, and... is Hamal okay? Actually, everything's still weird with the village where stuff keeps disappearing. Is the farm okay too?

I hope you and your family are doing alright too. Sorry I didn't ask sooner, but... [ pause ] You don't have to answer if you don't want to. If anyone's having trouble sleeping, Venusaur can help.

So... okay. Bye.

[ beep beep random message sent around the time of this. Which might be lunch time! ]

Hi Luke, sorry to bother you, but... did you know Giovanni was back? I think it's him. They're a trainer and their name is Giovanni, anyway; they didn't say it, but it was on their journal. [ Great detective work. ]

Actually, he was really cryptic... [ And it gave him a bad feeling. ] But it seems like he knows me...

Well, I was just wondering if you knew. And if you knew what he did back in his world, maybe? Thanks Luke. Bye.

Attention Luke Skywalker

My name is Jean Kirstein. I got your name from Ginia Solana. She told me you work up on the farmland, so you would know about raising livestock. I have a request to ask of you.

[Something he should have asked some time ago, but he's ended up putting off what he anticipates to be a...messy business. Because the request is pretty hefty, and because he has no idea who this Luke guy is, Jean opts for careful military formality in his message.]

[She'd asked her brother to assist with her training when she returned to Luceti. He'd suggested meditation. She'd had no problem with it. Until today.

'Take deep breaths. Keep your mind focused on something simple, something unencumbered. Anger and fear have no place here.'

For the last two hours, she'd been letting those words run through her mind, but she'd never been able to clear it completely to reach the sort of clarity she needed for this exercise.

All she could think about was her talk with Han the day before. Her future, her children, her marriage...the circumstances of how it all came to be. She was still very, very angry and she couldn't keep it in check, despite how much she wanted to get passed it.

And something else was bothering her. Luke had known and hadn't told her. She'd been completely blindsided by it.]

[Locked to Luke]

Bonjour cher, how ya keepin' of late?

Was hopin' ya might be 'ble to help me out with something.

Edited 2014-08-03 04:43 (UTC)

[She figured she should tell someone besides Anakin who was hermiting out on the farm.]

I'm heading out on a mission tomorrow. I already told Anakin but since he's been out on the farm for weeks...

Also, the date of his birth was celebrated yesterday. Just thought someone should know besides me and probably Padmé.

[Anakin could tell Luke was in the workshop before he was even in sight of the building. But Anakin needed to go into it to work on more droids, and if he didn’t go in there and endure the presence of his son, it was Hamal for company with nothing else to do.

Encounter his son, or only his thoughts to keep him occupied.

He might have stayed by Hamal’s side for five minutes to realize this wasn’t tenable.

So he finally pushed through that door.

He paused just inside, uncertainly dictating his inaction. Eventually he regained direction and headed over to the area where the droids that needed work were resting.]

"Luke." [And he even managed to acknowledge Luke’s presence.]

[OOC: I know this isn't truly Anakin seeking out Luke for a talk, but it's a vast improvement over avoiding Luke completely. I hope it works.]

[It had taken a bit longer than Remy had wanted to get this meet up sorted, Luceti always seemed to sap time away despite appearing less busy than his life back home. Yet they were moving forward as he and Wanda were on their way to meet up with Luke at the farm late in the morning.

It felt like a 'safer' alternative to anywhere in the village; gave Wanda some privacy from on lookers, and meant if things went south and her powers went craycray they were far enough away from anyone to be caught in the crossfire. Win win.

Spotting his friend, Remy gave a brief wave in Luke's direction and led the path for Wanda.] Mornin' cher.

[Not long after dawn Anakin felt the familiar approach of his son. He had been up for hours already. On pretense of checking the droids at the direct opposite end of the farm, Anakin left his seat at his workbench before Luke arrived.

It was easier this way, he told himself that lie in hopes that someday he would eventually believe it. But no, it wasn't easier, Anakin wanted to know his son and be a part of his life, so pushing him away now was a special kind of torture. But he couldn't logic his way around what he felt he needed to do.

And besides, those droids on the far end of the farm really needed to be checked on.]

[Anakin was at the work bench when Luke came in. Now that they were back in the future, this was how one might usually find Anakin. He was doing better than he had before they were transported back in time, having a string of projects to pour himself into would do that; but it was by degrees, not leaps and bounds. At least he was calmer, if not more jovial. And any improvement was good, right?

He looked up at Luke and gave his son a nod.]

“I have an idea for the droids I want to try.”

Edited 2014-12-02 00:23 (UTC)

So. We've got a situation.

[Voice to start?]

[6/20, Sometime around sunrise. Actions!]

August 12th, action