thefinaljedi | Eighth Transmission: A Jedi turns 30. [Action/Voice, Forward Dated to May 24th]

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Eighth Transmission: A Jedi turns 30. [Action/Voice, Forward Dated to May 24th]

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[Today, Luke is fairly active and out and about. The sleeping troubles caused by the possessive ghost of Nomi Sunrider were getting him down, but for the time being the ancient Jedi in his head seemed content to let him have THIS day. He wakes up quite early, and instead of his usual exercises and meditation, he can instead be found at the item shop, riffling through a myriad of junk like he does periodically, checking for objects from home. Today, he's feeling particularly lucky, and...as luck would have it he finds something. A package of cards, with strange, circular cards covered in Corellian script. Pocketing them, he makes his way around to the bakery, picking up a few pastries, and even sits down in the tea house, thumbing through the cards with a happy look on his face.

Eventually he makes his way home, stopping to pick up food from a shop. When he gets home he takes great pains to clean the entire house, with the help of R2D2 and a trio of small remote droids that he'd finally finished constructing.]

[Voice: failed filter to Leia Organa Solo]

Leia, I know this transmission won't reach you, but it wouldn't feel right to not send it. Happy Birthday. Give my warmest regards to Han and the kids.

[Voice: sometime during the early afternoon]
Good afternoon everyone. I wanted to say thank you to everyone who's helped me cope with the troubles I've been having these past few weeks. They seem to have subsided for the moment.

Also, today is my thirtieth birthday. I'm not really sure what birthdays mean in your worlds, but in mine it is a day for family and friends to get together and have a meal. Most of my family is not here, but I would very much like it if people would stop by and share some sort of food with me. Anyone is welcome, as I'm always glad to make new acquaintances, and its considered auspicious to make friends on one's birthday. I'm happy to prepare food from my home, as well, should anyone be curious enough to try it.

If you are available, my door will be open to anyone today. Community House 5, Room 24. I'd very much like to have people visit.

[With that, he closes the feed, the seal of the New Republic broadcasting for a brief moment]

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[ohgodohgodohgod Luke Skywalker said hello to him Luke freaking Skywalker said hello

Billy

Billy

say hello back

it is not that difficult

oh god brain please work coherently just for three seconds-]

H... hello! [jhfdsgdjsfjf] Happy birthday!

Thank you. Who...is this?

I...

[Okay he can do this. This isn't that hard. He's just... one of his great iconic childhood idol come to life off-screen and jhsdfdkjf living down the hall]

I-I'm Billy. I just moved into the building- I live in room 21.

Oh, nice to meet you Billy. You must be a New Feather.

I'm Luke, Luke Skywalker. I live in room 24. You don't have to be nervous, I don't bite or anything

[This kid seemed pretty jumpy...]

[S-sob. How does he even explain this.

Adele had said they'd watched it, right? The movies? So... maybe, uh...]

N-no, I know. You're...

[A hero? A role model for millions of children worldwide? One of the most popular characters ever conceived?

Maybe he'd better double-check.]

...Does the phrase, "Star Wars" mean anything to you?

Yes, Billy. It does. I've seen the films, and yes, I'm the very same person.

[Luke honestly laughs now, gathering why...]

I take it you are a fan?

[o m g

this is the coolest thing ever]

Y-yes sir!

[It came out like a bit too much of a squeak, so he tries again. Hesitantly.]

I mean... I watched them. A lot. Since I was little.

Its alright, Billy. That seems to be fairly common that people here have seen the movies. Something of a cultural phenomenon that spans many worlds.

[Luke smiles, changing to a video feed]

Why don't you come down and share some cake or tea with me? I'd be happy to spend my birthday meeting someone new.

[Luke Skywalker just invited him over, Luke Skywalker just- guh.

He is going to die, just die.]

S... sure! Should I bring anything...?

[What does one bring to a tea-and-cake meeting with a Jedi Master?]

Whatever you would like, Billy. I've got a lot of cakes from people dropping them off, and tea from home as well. I think that about covers it!

...Okay! I'll do that sometime, then!

[omg omg omg omg omg aaaaaaaa this is so exciting. It's all he can do not to rocket down the hall immediately. That might just be too eager.

He will do a quick teleport to the plaza, instead, and pick up some ice cream. It feels weird to just show up empty-handed. A short while later, he's knocking nervously on the Jedi Master's door.

....eeeeeee]

[And Luke answers the door with a smile. Extending a hand, he offers the...excitable young man...a cursory shake. He's met quite a few fans of the films, but not one quite so excited as Billy]

Good afternoon, Billy. Its nice to meet you. Please, come in.

[He just shook Luke Sk- no, no, stop doing that, you look pathetic. It takes all his willpower not to squeak out his reply, but he isn't even going to bother stopping his idiotic grin. Nothing in the known universe could force that down.

This. Is. Awesome.]

It's. God. It's an honour, sir. I mean- thanks. For the invite.

[Awesome, and still pathetic. Guh. Hesitantly he offers out the little tub of dessert.]

I brought ice cream.

[Luke smiles even more widely, gesturing for Billy to enter. Its hard for him to not grin like a goof with the young man's enthusiasm.]

Its an honor to meet you as well, Billy. And thank you, I'm told ice cream goes very well with cake.

Do you like tea?

[Oh man oh man. He almost asks for coffee instead - his personal preference - but then it occurs to him that the last thing he needs is caffeine to make him more wired, so he nods, stepping into the apartment and trying not to stare in awe. It's probably not that spectacular as far as apartments go, it's more the fact that it's Luke Skywalker's apartment that just.

...God he is such a fanboy.]

Tea's great. And cake isn't the same without ice cream. Have you had it? ...Do they have ice cream in space?

[No really, its OK to stare Billy. Luke barely notices as he slips into the kitchen to prepare some tea. R2D2, however, may just notice. The little droid rolls up and beeps curiously.

From the kitchen Luke calls back out]

Yes, I've had ice cream. Its not common on Tatooine, but elsewhere in the galaxy its a popular treat. Don't mind R2, he's just wondering who you are, and why you're in our apartment. Since Anakin found him, he's been a little cranky.

[Oh wow, he's even got R2!? Billy kind of stares at the droid helplessly for a long moment, then crouches down to be more at eye-level, peering at every curve and flap and panel and guh this is amazing.]

Oh, uh... [....] Hey, R2. I'm Billy, I live down the hall.

[The droid beeps a bit, and spins...while Luke returns with two cups of tea and some cake sitting on a platter]

Here you are, Billy. I hope you enjoy it. The cake was a gift from Ami Mizuno, a friend of mine.

[He makes his way to the table and sits, gesturing for Billy]

So, it seems you know a lot about me, but I know nothing of you. Can you tell me about yourself?

[Oh, that sounds fair. Billy gives the droid one last look, brows lifting - he can't tell whether that was approval or what, but he isn't getting zapped, so that's something! - and then heads over to sit down, drumming his fingers against one of the teacups.]

Well, uh... it's not that exciting, compared to you, really. I'm sixteen, raised on Earth- New York, if you know anything about my world. My city was kind of a major place for super heroes to gather together - people with powers or tech that could help them fight evil and stuff - so I grew up a big fan of them, and all that cool sci-fi stuff. Like- you know, Star Wars.

[It feels awkward to call it that, knowing that he's talking to the man - the man, not the character, how crazy - who lived through all of it. Who seems more amused that he's a franchise than anything else. There's so much he could say right now, but he's fairly sure that most of it would just come off as embarrassing or ridiculously out of place.

He pointedly does not say that he used to have a bottle of Darth Vader shampoo in his shower or that Han Solo was his first fanboy crush.]

[Luke slides a plate of cake across the table, picking up his own fork and trying a bit. Its good, Ami did know how to cook rather well, though she'd never admit it]

I do know a bit about your world. I've met many from Earth, and a few super-heroes at that. Mr. Stark, I believe he calls himself Iron Man, tells me that he's from New York as well.

[He offers the young man a curious glance. Something didn't feel 100% normal about the boy, but he couldn't place it...]

Are you a super-hero yourself, Billy?

[It's to his credit that Billy doesn't immediately spit out the mouthful of cake he'd managed to bite down on before Luke said that. He very nearly inhales it, though, so for a moment all he can do is cough behind a fist. God... at this rate he should just come out of the closet about this whole super hero thing before hiding it gets him killed.

Still, Luke Skywalker, he's- he's one of the good guys. He's like an original good guy, before almost all of the super heroes even existed. He's someone trustworthy. Even if he technically didn't exist as a real person for Billy until like two weeks ago.]

Uh... k-kind of. I mean, I'm still in training, but... yeah.

[Luke laughs and offers Billy a napkin. He'd meant that to be a surprise question, but was NOT expecting the lad to be chewing]

Oh? You're in training? Is there a school, or are you apprenticed?

[Billy accepts the napkin, coughing quietly into it, then tries again.]

No, not exactly. I'm working with a team, and we're all mostly self-taught. We help each other, though, if that counts.

[He thinks it counts for a lot, personally, but the Jedi thing is all about masters and apprentices, so it might not mean that much.]

It does. Working together, for self betterment is the ideal form of tutelage. I suppose you've guessed by now, but I'm from well after the films ended. The New Jedi Order that I've started, well, we're more a group of equals than we are Masters and Apprentices. We teach one another what we know for the good of all.

[He smiles and takes a sip of tea]

[Billy can't help but smile at that; it's nice to hear. At least some teachers are eager to get out there and help the next generation learn. He and his team are still fighting to be acknowledged by the super heroes they respect.]

I've uh- [He pauses, then coughs into a fist. Awkwardly.] ...There's books. On top of the movies. I've read most of them.

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