It's jarring waking up in an unfamiliar place. Just like it's jarring how little Luke can feel. Sure, his ability to feel the Force is notoriously fickle, but usually if he focuses hard enough it's still there.
But not today.
The Empire? But it didn't look like any sort of Empire designed place he'd ever seen. Sure, he hasn't seen all that many, but still. On edge, he paces the room trying to find some clue or anything he could use to get out of the situation.
I. THE RESCUE
No wonder Leia had been so grumpy when they rescued her, Luke thinks to himself sourly as a gun is placed into his hands. Not quite the blaster he's become used to, but it'd have to do.
Sure, the run here, we'll cover you, you run plan is... more of a plan than they'd had when rescuing Leia, but something a little less up in the air would have been nice.
"Well, guess there's no point in putting this off." Luke tries to shake off his annoyance, but doesn't do a very good job. Instead, he channels that annoyance into taking a few pot shots at the Sylphid himself, before turning to another person dressed in the same drab, gray as he is. "C'mon, let's get out of here."
Except without the Force providing that extra layer of grace, he's going to have to be very, very lucky to get through this unscathed.
III. WELCOME HOME A
This meeting is so boring! The paper in front of Luke is covered, but not with notes. There's little doodles instead. An entire little fleet of X-wings engaged in a battle against some TIE-Fighters. A few doodles of R2-D2 from various angles. Maybe even a little stick figure one of him with a light saber that's probably meant to represent him as some badass jedi in the future.
Then, something pulls Luke out of his doodle induced haze and he looks around him in confusion.
"Huh, what? What'd I miss?"
The answer is probably the entire briefing.
III. WELCOME HOME B
Once that's taken care of, Luke heads for the Market district. Once he's been given some vague instructions of how to get there. Th gray clothes aren't uncomfortable, but the thing they represent is. So he's going to get out of them as quickly as he can. After that, he'll probably pick up something to eat from one of the small market vendors. Sure, there'd been food at the briefing, but he's still a growing guy!
IV. NETWORK
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[Some time has passed since his arrival and Luke's been quite busy. Surprisingly, given his complete and utter disregard for the briefing, he's been quite studious. With his connection to the Force severed, Luke has turned to the local school of magic to try and fill that void. It's not working Though honestly? It's nice just having someone to teach him again.
His network post is simple, it's just a small video clip that opens to Luke trying to perform a simple cantrip - Mage Hand. And it works. The spectral hand does appear. Where he fails is that he's definitely trying to lift way more than the simple cantrip allows. As the spell flickers out, he turns to the camera with a rueful smile.]
Guess it's gonna take more practice. How's it going for everyone else? Hope you're having better luck than I am.
IV. WILDCARD
((OOC: Throw anything you want my way! Will prose match.))
Luke Skywalker | Star Wars: A New Hope
It's jarring waking up in an unfamiliar place. Just like it's jarring how little Luke can feel. Sure, his ability to feel the Force is notoriously fickle, but usually if he focuses hard enough it's still there.
But not today.
The Empire? But it didn't look like any sort of Empire designed place he'd ever seen. Sure, he hasn't seen all that many, but still. On edge, he paces the room trying to find some clue or anything he could use to get out of the situation.
I. THE RESCUE
No wonder Leia had been so grumpy when they rescued her, Luke thinks to himself sourly as a gun is placed into his hands. Not quite the blaster he's become used to, but it'd have to do.
Sure, the run here, we'll cover you, you run plan is... more of a plan than they'd had when rescuing Leia, but something a little less up in the air would have been nice.
"Well, guess there's no point in putting this off." Luke tries to shake off his annoyance, but doesn't do a very good job. Instead, he channels that annoyance into taking a few pot shots at the Sylphid himself, before turning to another person dressed in the same drab, gray as he is. "C'mon, let's get out of here."
Except without the Force providing that extra layer of grace, he's going to have to be very, very lucky to get through this unscathed.
III. WELCOME HOME A
This meeting is so boring! The paper in front of Luke is covered, but not with notes. There's little doodles instead. An entire little fleet of X-wings engaged in a battle against some TIE-Fighters. A few doodles of R2-D2 from various angles. Maybe even a little stick figure one of him with a light saber that's probably meant to represent him as some badass jedi in the future.
Then, something pulls Luke out of his doodle induced haze and he looks around him in confusion.
"Huh, what? What'd I miss?"
The answer is probably the entire briefing.
III. WELCOME HOME B
Once that's taken care of, Luke heads for the Market district. Once he's been given some vague instructions of how to get there. Th gray clothes aren't uncomfortable, but the thing they represent is. So he's going to get out of them as quickly as he can. After that, he'll probably pick up something to eat from one of the small market vendors. Sure, there'd been food at the briefing, but he's still a growing guy!
IV. NETWORK
un: mtfbwy
[Some time has passed since his arrival and Luke's been quite busy. Surprisingly, given his complete and utter disregard for the briefing, he's been quite studious. With his connection to the Force severed, Luke has turned to the local school of magic to try and fill that void.
It's not workingThough honestly? It's nice just having someone to teach him again.His network post is simple, it's just a small video clip that opens to Luke trying to perform a simple cantrip - Mage Hand. And it works. The spectral hand does appear. Where he fails is that he's definitely trying to lift way more than the simple cantrip allows. As the spell flickers out, he turns to the camera with a rueful smile.]
Guess it's gonna take more practice. How's it going for everyone else? Hope you're having better luck than I am.
IV. WILDCARD
((OOC: Throw anything you want my way! Will prose match.))