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Luke Skywalker ([personal profile] thefinaljedi) wrote2000-03-11 07:25 pm

Appointments

This thread is for IC Appointments. If you need to reach Luke for anything, feel free to leave a message here.

Timestamps, such as "Date/Time/Type of Action" would be great!
fleurdesel: right, serious, confused (You have my attention)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-28 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Adele, despite her earlier confidence, hesitates. Their discussion on the beach, how poorly it ended, all on her shoulders, leaves her uncertain. And she does loathe uncertainty.

But. She'd given Lupin her word. And she does need to apologize.

The door opens slowly and she ducks in with a tray, two mugs and a tea pot ready and waiting. She remains in the doorway, though, not entering fully.

...

She ought to say. Something.]


Good morning Master Skywalker.

[Best to play it safe. Familiarity, after all, may be unwanted. He might ask her to leave immediately.]
fleurdesel: right, sad, serious, tired (Keep talking. I'm walking.)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-28 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I brought tea.

[She holds the tray up like a shield. Commenting on the obvious to save herself from saying something even more inane. It was apparent, though, that this would have to be quick. He was supposed to be resting and her being here wasn't conductive to a restful environment.

She hesitates a moment more. Stalling, trying to sort her mind, she honestly doesn't know, before stepping in and letting the door close behind her. It's not far from the door to the chair and side table next to Luke's bed, but at the moment it feels like a mile. Second guessing herself. Her intent. Her sanity for what wasn't the first time. It wouldn't be the last either.

All too soon she's at the table. Has to set the tray down and set the tea to steep- something simple, spicy. One she remembered he enjoyed from their earlier quiet discussions in the teahouse. Pleasanter discussions,

She can't make herself look at him. The lack of warmth, while well deserved, unsettles her. Instead she focuses on the tea.]


...I. I wish to apologize. But the words seem inadequate.
fleurdesel: left, sad, smile, serious (I just don't know)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-28 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Because I've wronged you.

[She focuses on her hands, moving the teapot over both of their mugs, pouring the proper measure in and setting the tea bags to steep. Breathes in the warmth of it, braces herself.]

And a simple two word phrase, no matter how sincerely spoken will not and cannot make it better. It will not undo what was said. It will not change the fact that I breached your trust in a way that is beyond recompense.

...I am sorry all the same. What I said, how I behaved. You didn't deserve it- neither of you deserved it. Master Sunrider is as much a victim of circumstance as you are; while I do not understand your situation, while it leaves me unsettled because I cannot rationalize it-

It's not mine to understand or rationalize. It's not my place to know, or speak on this.
fleurdesel: right, sad, serious (what do you want me to say?)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-28 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Respect and trust are earned, but. She's shown a wonderful example of how well that works now, hasn't she? Trust and respect levied at the mention of but a name rubs her the wrong way. It always has- she judges people on their own merit as best she can. Though it is more than obvious her reaction, her judgement here was made poorly.

The tea's finished steeping. She pulls the bags from their mugs and offers Luke his, eyes still more or less everywhere but his.]


It was. There is nothing I can say, no explanation I can give that would warrant or justify my behavior.
fleurdesel: right, tired, sad (No way to know)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-28 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
...possessions are fictional or bullshit. In my world, at least. They simply do not exist. Here, of course that means nothing. Another personality brought on by a disorder, I could understand but. An entirely separate soul sharing a mind and body with someone I know...

[She shakes her head and sips her tea.]

It sets me on edge, because I cannot understand it. And then she acted in a way I know now was not made with ill intent, but rather to make me more comfortable. It's no fault of hers it had the opposite effect.

...The Malnosso can change so much of us, Lu-. [A beat. A sigh.]...Master Skywalker. Our memories, our emotions, or physical forms. Even thus changed, however, my mind is my own. I know you. I trust you and Ben to speak to me in such a way because I know you. I do not know Grandmaster Sunrider.
fleurdesel: right, tired, sad (It's not somethign I wish to discuss)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-29 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She bites down on the first thing that comes to mind to say. That she should just open her mind to anyone that has the power to read it simply because of their association with one side over another. That Light does not always mean good- but she knows too little of the force, and knows better now to take care in what she says. What she thinks.

Once was more than enough.]


...for the better part of the decade the unknown. Things and individuals of which I am not certain- they could have seen me killed. Did, in fact see me killed.

[Not that her wariness, her fear, her attempts to protect herself did anything to prevent any of it. It delayed some things but. It didn't save her.]

I am. Trying to teach myself a better way. I become fearful, I lash out at those that do not deserve it, at you.

[She looks over at him now, eyes tired. Darkened by a terrible sadness.]

You who have been nothing but kind to me, at Grandmaster Sunrider who has been nothing but benevolent to the village. Even Lupin, earlier, who only wanted peace of mind before I left. [Lupin who has yet to return.] I am, undoubtedly, in the wrong. And I've no idea how to make reparations for what I have said.
fleurdesel: left, tired, serious, sad, angry, confused (confrontation)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-29 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
She drops her eyes back down to her tea after that. Remy had spoiled her for apologies, she knows this. He'd shrug most anything off. Keep an eye on her anyway. Bear it all in stride; and it was easy. Because he never had to be there all the time. That she's locked, here, with people far better than she is only makes her feel worse. There's no real opportunity for them to leave, for her to ride out the worst of her downward swings on her own. To not subject people to her more vicious side.

Honestly, she isn't expecting anything other than a polite dismissal. Forgiveness startles her because, truly it cannot be this simple. This easy. She's wronged him, it has to take more than words and intent.

It doesn't make sense otherwise.

Then again, Luke is a far better person than she is.

"I. Erm." Do you thank someone for accepting an apology? She looks up, uncertain how to respond with anything other than relief and gratitude.
fleurdesel: left, tired, sad, angry, serious (Hand me that.)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-06-29 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"..."

Conditions- that sounds far more reasonable than just blanket forgiveness. Nothing is fixed easily once broken, especially trust. Working with him to change this would be for the best. Especially since it felt as though, for some time, she'd been settled. Centered. At ease with herself.

Of course now she knows that was just the lingering echos of Levarre. The more she locked those memories away, the more she fell into old, awful habits. She'd attempted training before then, with Ben but. It hadn't gone well. Chun-Li had helped her learn to center herself through sheer force of will. And terror. And respect.

The niggling voice in the back of her mind commenting on how she isn't at all a good woman is ignored. That is how Luke sees her, even after this. She's grateful for it.

"That...would be for the best. We have seen how well I have managed on my own."
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, flirty (Think but don't talk)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-07-01 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"That depends entirely upon your level of exhaustion and how long it is you have been resting. It may yet be a day or two. Perhaps as many as three."

It slips out, easy and automatic because it's the physician speaking rather than her. She's not certain if it's welcome, but. They're better than they were before. She shouldn't worry about it. Adele takes a moment to finish her tea and offer Luke a tentative smile.

"And on that note I should leave you so you might sleep."
fleurdesel: left, sad, serious, angry (I know I was wrong)

[Action] June 25th, Morning

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-07-01 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"...only peace. I shall think on it until you are rested enough to be released." It's an odd thought. One she's aware of. One that Ben commented on before but it still seems too close to apathy for her comfort. Then again-

She'll mull it over after she's gone. The teapot is left with Luke in case he wants more after he's slept longer. She ducks out of the room without another word. It went a good deal better than she'd hoped, really.