Luke Skywalker (
thefinaljedi) wrote2013-03-20 11:45 am
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17th Transmission: Luke Looks Like A Lady [Action/Voice]
[It's been a little over a week since the droids grabbed him quietly in his sleep, and now Luke finds himself deposited neatly in a heap next to the fountain. Getting up, he scrubs his face with his hands and shakes his head dazedly. Something...doesn't feel right, and it definitely had something to do with...whatever the Malnosso had done.
After a moment, he braces himself and peers into his reflection the fountain...and finds herself looking back. His lips purse into a line and he groans. The Malnosso, it seems, have an odd sense of humor. At least it was just him in his head this time, though. He's not sure he could've handled sharing his mind with another, not after dealing with Master Sunrider the previous summer.
So, as calmly as he can, face still a tight line, Luke makes his way into one of the clothing shops to find something more appropriate than the thin New Feather dress.
Later on...he'll put out a broadcast, in a decidedly mild, feminine voice.]
Voice:
Good Afternoon. It's Luke. I've been returned to the village. It seems the Malnosso's sense of humor hasn't gotten any less bizarre. They've apparently replaced all of my clothes, as well. If anyone happens across my blaster, or any of my robes or hydrospanners, could you please let me know? They've all got my name marked on them somewhere.
Voice, Filtered to Ami Mizuno 100%:
Ami, I'm afraid I'm going to need your help with something, when you have a free moment.
["Luke" spends the remainder of the afternoon wandering around the village looking for his things that the Malnosso have ever so kindly hidden from him. He'll be in nearly every shop, but specifically the flower shop to pick up a late White Day gift for a certain someone. Later in the day he'll be up at the farm checking on Hamal and the orchard. And later on, too tired to really care to cook, Luke'll be at Seventh Heaven for a meal and Good Spirits for...copious amounts of hot chocolate.]
(OOC: Luke's kidnapping effect is a genderswap, and because I'm cheeky he looks remarkably like his twin sister Leia Organa Solo. Still the same Luke, though. Replies will come from
anotherskywalker If you want to have your character find some object of his, feel free. All I ask is that the blaster get returned without incident.)
After a moment, he braces himself and peers into his reflection the fountain...and finds herself looking back. His lips purse into a line and he groans. The Malnosso, it seems, have an odd sense of humor. At least it was just him in his head this time, though. He's not sure he could've handled sharing his mind with another, not after dealing with Master Sunrider the previous summer.
So, as calmly as he can, face still a tight line, Luke makes his way into one of the clothing shops to find something more appropriate than the thin New Feather dress.
Later on...he'll put out a broadcast, in a decidedly mild, feminine voice.]
Voice:
Good Afternoon. It's Luke. I've been returned to the village. It seems the Malnosso's sense of humor hasn't gotten any less bizarre. They've apparently replaced all of my clothes, as well. If anyone happens across my blaster, or any of my robes or hydrospanners, could you please let me know? They've all got my name marked on them somewhere.
Voice, Filtered to Ami Mizuno 100%:
Ami, I'm afraid I'm going to need your help with something, when you have a free moment.
["Luke" spends the remainder of the afternoon wandering around the village looking for his things that the Malnosso have ever so kindly hidden from him. He'll be in nearly every shop, but specifically the flower shop to pick up a late White Day gift for a certain someone. Later in the day he'll be up at the farm checking on Hamal and the orchard. And later on, too tired to really care to cook, Luke'll be at Seventh Heaven for a meal and Good Spirits for...copious amounts of hot chocolate.]
(OOC: Luke's kidnapping effect is a genderswap, and because I'm cheeky he looks remarkably like his twin sister Leia Organa Solo. Still the same Luke, though. Replies will come from

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[Yep. Somewhat awkward. At least Derek had that...somewhat right. Just assumed the wrong girl.
Time to jump subjects.]
Anything else missing?
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[Awkwardness noted, and not understood but...]
My blaster and all of my clothes.
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[Because between the unexpected 'present' and the decision to bring the spanner straight to Luke, Derek hasn't had time to see the journal announcement.]
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Anything else I can get you?
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Other then the change, you all right? Heard what goes on can be pretty traumatic sometimes.
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[Into the kitchen he goes]
I'm fine. The actual tests were more...mostly endurance testing. Lots of combat, only they put me in this body first. I'm not sure of the point.
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[Derek will lean up against a wall, thinking while he listens for Luke moving around.]
Maybe testing out your adaptability? See who well you can actually handle a shift that messes with everything you're used to doing.
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Well, I suppose that's probably the case. Only Leia's as Force Sensitive as I am, the only real changes besides...anatomy...are my hand and my height.
[Leia's a whole inch taller.]
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...Maybe it was a side of something else and they just decided to get on with it, anyway.
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[And he's lucky it was Nomi, and not Vodo Baas or Exar Kun.]
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Hat's off to you, man. Couldn't have handled that one.
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[Derek's not sure what to make of it, but he's both intrigued, and maybe a little horrified. When does your brain no longer belong to you, after all?]
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[Luke takes a sip of something steaming, hot chocolate in fact.]
It was an...eye opening experience.
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