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Who: Luke Skywalker
Broadcast: Fleetwide (Accidental)
Action: Marsiva
When: 2/16

[Luke Skywalker is sitting pensively in front of one of the wide windows on the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck. Rather than staring out into the darkness of space, he's bent over a tiny silver disk in his hands. It's open, revealing a series of wires, something mechanical and complex. Lacking any proper tools of his own, Luke is replying it with careful fingers and, occasionally, teeth.]

[Lacking any proper supplies, he's forced to improvise. At one point, he removes the glove on his right hand. There's a burn over the back, but the flesh cracks open to reveal more wires and mechanistry. Luke pulls some wires out, breaks them and inserts them into the disk. It seems to cause some of the fingers on his hand to twitch irregularly, but the disk is repaired. He presses a button, and a little blue holograph of a smiling couple appears.]

[He stares at it for a little while.]

[Finally, Luke notices that he's being recorded.] Hello, there. How long have you been on, hm? [He reaches over and turns off the feed.]

[Actually wait. A second later, Luke turns the feed back on.] I suppose if all of this is being recorded, I ought to introduce myself. I'm Luke Skywalker. It's a pleasure to meet you. [His smile kind of... twitches.] All of you.

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Ana...kin... [Luke's a Jedi, yeah, but he kind of missed the parts where you're emotionally sedate. Even without the Force, he's an open book: calm expression melting into confusion, and then something like trepidation.] Um, it seems to me like you know something I don't. I'm sorry; maybe I did hit my head...

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[Ahsoka just sighs and shakes her head a little fondly, like this is an every day occurrence for her. MAYBE IT IS. Skywalkers. More to herself than to Luke, she mutters with a faint smile:]

Of all the traits to be hereditary...

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[Then her expression becomes more business-like as she launches into an explanation.]

We're in another galaxy right now. Don't ask how-- we don't know. We just are. If you want the specifics, you'll have to ask the Atroma. They're the people supposedly responsible for bringing us all here-- though they've been suspiciously quiet on the technicalities. Go figure.

Additionally, there's a time distortion problem. Not only are there a chunk of people here gathered from a range of different galaxies, but also from a range of different times within those galaxies. For example-- I'm from about two decades before you. It's Year 16 where I'm from.

[She's using the dating method used before the Battle of Yavin. Year 16 is... the year the Empire rose. The year the Luke was born.]

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[Having had a mixed education at best, it takes a while for Luke to run the numbers. Of all things to be hereditary, a good head for figures was one of the bonuses. The surprise, and then interest, dawns slowly on Luke's face.]

I'd ask you about something back then to confirm it, but I'm... not very good with history. [He's heard that pre-Imperial information is difficult enough to find on Coruscant, much less a backwater ball of sand like Tatooine.]

That still doesn't explain, um. [How does one bring up one's war criminal father with delicacy? Luke is... not the best at delicacy.] So what do you mean by 'Anakin'?

[#nailedit]

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... Hoo boy. That's right. We're going to have to go through all that again, too. [WHY ME. Ahsoka takes a deep breath. Brace yourself.]

Luke, your dad is here. Alive. [Because while the PT kids have found out about the Empire, nobody has yet dropped the Darth Vader bomb. Only Obi-Wan and the OT kids know, so... Ahsoka, personally, has been operating under the same naive assumption Luke once did-- that Anakin died in the take-over.]

He's from the same time as me. [Two decades ago. She hesitates.] That is to say, you're... basically... the same age.

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[If only Luke was clever enough to make himself look more shocked.] Again?

[Wait, no-] What do you mean again?

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Of course again! You were here only a month ago-- we had this whole conversation! You asked me if I was a Jedi, if I knew your father-- seriously, you don't remember any of this?

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[Now he just feels awkward. He's rubbing the back of his neck and staring slightly to the left of Ahsoka's head.]

I don't really like lying, I mean, did I seem like I did... [Hold up.] You knew my father? [Campbellian archetypes for 500, Alex.] You're a Jedi?

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[Ahsoka makes a face.]

... No, I'm not. I was, but I left the Order a few months ago. From my perspective, anyway.

Before I left, I was Anakin's padawan learner. [Wait, does Luke even know that word?] ... Apprentice. Anyway. Yes, I know him. Present tense.

[IF YOU PLEASE. He's not dead yet.]

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You were his padawan?

[welp.]

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[... Oh. That's kind of cute. She can't help but smile.]

... That's right. Well, only for three years, if I'm being honest.

[But somehow it felt like much longer.]

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What was that like? Was he a good teacher? What did he teach you? Did he- [cut off your hand]

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[whatever] That sounds... amazing. [Now that he's caught his breath, his smile returns, brighter than before but no less genuine.]

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[Ah. Now this is a subject she doesn't mind talking about in the least.]

Anakin? ... He's a great teacher. Well-- at most things, anyway. Lightsaber combat, tactics, flying... he's brilliant. A little unorthodox at times... but so am I! So I guess you could say we were well matched.

[A chuckle, as if she just thought of something.] Just... don't ask him about his thoughts on politics.

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Unorthodox, compared to...? [Everyone else in the clown car, presumably.] I guess it runs in the family.

Oh, don't worry. I leave the politics to my sister if I can.

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The rest of the Order. Um. I guess you wouldn't really know about that, huh...

Anakin is-- well, he's... brash. Passionate, impulsive, daring, confident. It's ... not really the "Jedi" way, strictly speaking. But... I like it.

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[Luke has the far away look of someone clearly imagining every word in full color and surround sound. He would have been a terrible student-- hell, he was.]

From how you describe it, he sounds a little like... [An imaginary friend Luke would have made up when he was nine.] Well, like a hero.

[Or a war criminal, you know, whatever.] Why do you like it? If you don't mind me prying. I don't know how much you know, but... well, I'm always curious to hear more about my family.

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[Ahsoka just looks confused.]

... What? Of course he's a hero. [She says that like it's a given. Like she doesn't understand why Luke's so surprised.]

I know-- I know about the death of the Order, [she tries to rush past that sentence as quickly and lightly as possible, because lingering on it hurts too much] but aren't there any records from before the Empire took over? Holos? News reports?

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[Well, this is an easy question to answer.]

If there were, do you really think they'd make it all the way to Tatooine?

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[Ahsoka makes her face. She doesn't hate Tatooine with the same fervor that Anakin does, but she doesn't exactly have great memories of the place either.]

Yeugh. Good point.

Wait-- what were doing all the way out there on that dustbowl?

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[Now it's his turn to be confused.]

That's... where I grew up.

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Why there? That place is--

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[The obvious answer makes itself apparent before she's even finished her sentence. Ahsoka stops and blinks.]

... You were in hiding.

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[Awkward pause.]

...I'm really starting to feel like I shouldn't say anything else.