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thefinaljedi) wrote2014-08-18 06:11 pm
thefinaljedi) wrote2014-08-18 06:11 pm
22nd Transmission: Memories [Action/Written]
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[Waking up this morning had been harder for Luke that it’d been in a long, long time. The past few weeks had been trying, with nearly everyone around him seeming to fall apart at once. Friends and family arriving from home, fellow Jedi and other people familiar with life in that galaxy so very, very far away were a blessing, but admittedly a mixed one. Each new arrival had seemed to come bundled with a bantha laden with baggage, a load of new problems to be dumped onto the growing pile that seemed to be collecting around the house Luke had called home for a little over two years. That house had seen many people come and go, and every single one of them had their own share of troubles, but never quite as bad as this. Han, Leia, and Anakin had been a perfect storm, a genuine disaster that Luke had no idea how to even begin to approach, and yet he still felt responsible for finding a way to resolve some of the tension. Ahsoka hadn’t helped matters, tearing off without much word to anyone, and all of this wasn’t even taking into account how Obi-Wan must be feeling with his emotions beyond his control.
And then there was today.
A reminder pinned to his mental calendar, a day he’d broken down and just completely failed someone he was supposed to care about. The last time he’d spoken that someone, someone he’d never see again, and one of the few moments he’d ever really regretted in his time in Luceti.
And of course, that had to be the day the Malnosso fulfilled his mission point request for a house expansion. A little bit of cruel irony that he’d expanded the house to better accommodate the influx of people into a home that felt somehow…emptier…than it should have. The second floor was lovely and put together precisely how he’d requested, but somehow stained for him. So, rather than face that chasmal emptiness he gathered up a few things and just left. Enough was enough, and there was only so much tension and emotional turmoil that a single man could take, even with the Force to aid one’s mind.
Luke strides the through the village with a purpose, Artoo rolling along behind him and whistling solemnly, the empathetic little guy the only person with any real inkling of what was running through his head. His first stop is the clinic, where he carries out his early shift with mechanical precision, but once that’s over he silently takes his leave, slipping out the back with the droid. Next, an hour or so in the Battle Dome running through a series of gymnastic exercises, and then he heads to by both the item shop and the flower shop. From the item shop, he picks up a fishing pole, and the flower shop a single winter jasmine and a sprig of wolfsbane. Finally, he’ll end this trip on Cherry Blossom Hill, planting those flowers.
After that, Luke heads straight for the teleporter, and to a place where he’d always liked to go and think: the beach. Sitting in the shade of a tree, he writes out a few notes, though he tosses most of them away before sending out three. After doing that, he lays out under a tree with only his droid and a small, glowing box for company, losing himself in conversation with the two machines.]
Written, Private to Red (Gameverse)
Red,
I’m going to be a bit preoccupied for the next few days, I was wondering if I could count on you to look after Hamal for me.
Luke
Written, Private to Obi-Wan Kenobi
Ben,
I’ll be away for the next few days. I need to get a little space from the house. I haven’t been kidnapped if anyone asks, I’m just out at the beach, fishing. If you need me, I’ll be out by the fort with Artoo.
Written, Private to Spock
Spock,
I’m sorry to bother you, but could you meet me down by the beach sometime in the next few days? I have a question for you and I’m not entirely comfortable asking about it over the journal.
[OOC: Luke will be out and about, and down at the Beach for the next few days, if anyone needs him or cares to run into him. Sorry for the lack of a more general message.]
[Waking up this morning had been harder for Luke that it’d been in a long, long time. The past few weeks had been trying, with nearly everyone around him seeming to fall apart at once. Friends and family arriving from home, fellow Jedi and other people familiar with life in that galaxy so very, very far away were a blessing, but admittedly a mixed one. Each new arrival had seemed to come bundled with a bantha laden with baggage, a load of new problems to be dumped onto the growing pile that seemed to be collecting around the house Luke had called home for a little over two years. That house had seen many people come and go, and every single one of them had their own share of troubles, but never quite as bad as this. Han, Leia, and Anakin had been a perfect storm, a genuine disaster that Luke had no idea how to even begin to approach, and yet he still felt responsible for finding a way to resolve some of the tension. Ahsoka hadn’t helped matters, tearing off without much word to anyone, and all of this wasn’t even taking into account how Obi-Wan must be feeling with his emotions beyond his control.
And then there was today.
A reminder pinned to his mental calendar, a day he’d broken down and just completely failed someone he was supposed to care about. The last time he’d spoken that someone, someone he’d never see again, and one of the few moments he’d ever really regretted in his time in Luceti.
And of course, that had to be the day the Malnosso fulfilled his mission point request for a house expansion. A little bit of cruel irony that he’d expanded the house to better accommodate the influx of people into a home that felt somehow…emptier…than it should have. The second floor was lovely and put together precisely how he’d requested, but somehow stained for him. So, rather than face that chasmal emptiness he gathered up a few things and just left. Enough was enough, and there was only so much tension and emotional turmoil that a single man could take, even with the Force to aid one’s mind.
Luke strides the through the village with a purpose, Artoo rolling along behind him and whistling solemnly, the empathetic little guy the only person with any real inkling of what was running through his head. His first stop is the clinic, where he carries out his early shift with mechanical precision, but once that’s over he silently takes his leave, slipping out the back with the droid. Next, an hour or so in the Battle Dome running through a series of gymnastic exercises, and then he heads to by both the item shop and the flower shop. From the item shop, he picks up a fishing pole, and the flower shop a single winter jasmine and a sprig of wolfsbane. Finally, he’ll end this trip on Cherry Blossom Hill, planting those flowers.
After that, Luke heads straight for the teleporter, and to a place where he’d always liked to go and think: the beach. Sitting in the shade of a tree, he writes out a few notes, though he tosses most of them away before sending out three. After doing that, he lays out under a tree with only his droid and a small, glowing box for company, losing himself in conversation with the two machines.]
Written, Private to Red (Gameverse)
Red,
I’m going to be a bit preoccupied for the next few days, I was wondering if I could count on you to look after Hamal for me.
Luke
Written, Private to Obi-Wan Kenobi
Ben,
I’ll be away for the next few days. I need to get a little space from the house. I haven’t been kidnapped if anyone asks, I’m just out at the beach, fishing. If you need me, I’ll be out by the fort with Artoo.
Written, Private to Spock
Spock,
I’m sorry to bother you, but could you meet me down by the beach sometime in the next few days? I have a question for you and I’m not entirely comfortable asking about it over the journal.
[OOC: Luke will be out and about, and down at the Beach for the next few days, if anyone needs him or cares to run into him. Sorry for the lack of a more general message.]
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Good. Are you unharmed?
[For his part, Luke is a tight knot of emotions, growing tighter and tighter as the day goes on. He's putting up a cheerful front now, but he is genuinely glad to see her back.]
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I'm fine, it was just some maintenance work off-planet. Anything interesting happen while I was gone?
[Ahsoka doesn't know what to expect. The clinic isn't busy at all so nothing terrible happened in her two week absence but something had.]
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[He's evading the real reason as best he can.]
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Who came from the galaxy? And how did you expand a house in thirteen days?
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Admiral Yularen and Siri Tachi. [He manages to huff a small laugh, too.] And I used those points you earn on missions. House expansions cost eighty.
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Admiral Yularen? He's the officer in charge of Anakin's fleet. I've known him since I became a Padawan. [And he works for the Senate so...she's not exactly sure how to feel about that.] I've only ever heard of Master Tachi in passing.
[Ahsoka nods at his explanation. It's fine, she would rather have the house expanded if all of these people are going to be living with them. Having Padmé and Leia in the bathroom with their long hair was bad enough and now a third female with hair was here. She's sure the boys will be grateful too.]
Good, because it was already more than cozy with all of us there.
[One day she's going to find out what else they can get with mission points.]
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[In a way, he's reminded of Gilad Pellaeon or Ackbar. Stoic, comported. A commander with an air of authority.]
And Master Tachi...well, she's coming from the end of her timeline. I haven't spoken to her much, but she seems pleasant enough.
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[Honestly, with what she knows about the Chancellor though Ahsoka isn't quite sure how to handle this.]
I think she grew up at the Temple at the same time as Master Obi-Wan.
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There's something else you should know, too.
[He pauses, not really sure how she'll react. Had Anakin told her about the future? About Vader?]
Anakin's been staying out on the farm. I'm not sure if you were around when that started.
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[She knows her Master well enough to know that when he's like that, he's literally trying to work through whatever is bothering him. The fact that he hasn't shared it with her means it's huge. Sometimes they work through it together.]
Is he still out there? [Ahsoka can't sense him but it's Anakin - he does crazy things that have never been done before. Hiding himself from her could happen.] Do I need to drag him back, because I will.
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[He shakes his head at the second. His entire expression darkens as he does so, even his sense in the Force dimming slightly.]
And no, I...don't think that would be wise. I told him about his future. And he didn't take it well. Though, there really isn't taking what happens well.