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[force_ful]

I'm for it. You know I can handle this. Besides, maybe I understand more now than I did, but I never got to know him alive, and after his death he didn't really want to talk.

And it would be good to get away from... all that. At least for a while. I could meditate on things just as well on Cittagaze as on Coruscant.

But you do know that you'll have to do some canon review, I hope. You can't just skip over those books - the academy stuff, the Callista trilogy, see if you can find a playthrough of Jedi Knight II and maybe Jedi Academy that isn't Dark Side, The Crystal Star...

[He laughs]

Fine, you can skip The Crystal Star if the thought pains you like that. I don't know about substituting the academy trilogy with just I, Jedi, though. Corran's view of those events is valid, but singular.

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[foundry]

You meditate, knowing what is happening in your own Galaxy?

[force_ful]

[Luke raises his head at the stranger's tone. He's completely incapable of telling if someone's Force-Sensitive without getting into their mind, but he's not going to try that just yet.]

I meditate, yes.

[And teacher mode, but despite the gentle tones he's watching intently.]

It calms the mind, clears and rests the mind, helps to foster the sense of a quiet inner space, helps you to decide what you want and how to get it... and it's good for connecting with the Force, too. Who wouldn't benefit from that?

[foundry]

The only thing that will calm me is bringing peace to the Galaxy - not just to purchase some temporary closure for myself.

[ Revan... probably isn't the Revan he heard stories about. Three hundred years of mental torture from the Emperor changed him. And not for the better. ]

[force_ful]

[If Luke's ever heard of Revan at all, it was a passing mention. He hasn't had a standard education.]

Oh? Mortals such as myself take any closure we can get, temporary or not.

[foundry]

I don't have that luxury. Not anymore. Not as I've seen everything taken from me, not as I've felt the Emperor ravage my mind over the course of centuries, seeing his final vision for the Galaxy.

[ ... But the Emperor he's referring to probably isn't the first one that will almost certainly come to mind for Luke. Not unless he's familiar with the Cold War or the Sith Empire of Dromund Kaas. ]

[force_ful]

[Luke's first reaction is sarcastic. Just centuries, huh? He's not impressed by torture-bragging.]

[Instead he checks himself, hooks his thumbs in his belt, and speaks with careful softness.]

Horrible things have happened to a lot of people. There are a lot of different ways of handling it. There's nothing wrong with feeling like the galaxy has changed and nothing other people do has meaning anymore, no, or even like they're wasting their time.

There's also nothing wrong with trying to go back to who you were before, with still enjoying parts of life. One is not better than the other, assuming neither of them involves ignoring any lessons the experience brought or problems it heralds.

[Very dry] Which, I can assure you, I'm not.

I could hardly resist

[skyguy]

There's someone at the Observatory you want to see?

<3

[force_ful]

[Luke stands up. I guess he was sitting, before. He is short, maybe even a little smaller than Luuke, and there's an odd yearning intensity to his gaze.]

Yes, actually. Very much.

[Softly, almost reverently, as if he's tasting the name.]

Anakin Skywalker.

[skyguy]

You know who I am.

[it's a neutral statement, maybe with a hint of curiosity. He has a few theories thanks to his encounters with Luuke, but it remains to be seen if any of them are true.]

[coming from thirty years in the future or so, it's not unlikely Anakin's name would be well-known. Especially if they're kin. But how, exactly, he's not sure. He has no idea where his mother was from. Or his father, for that matter. If he actually had one, and his mother just hadn't known how to tell him.]

[that's entirely too much thinking for someone who works mostly on instinct, however, so he gives it up.]

And you're Luke. I don't suppose I'll get some answers if you show up?

[force_ful]

Well, you're famous. [He tips his head to the side a little, a gesture that signals reluctance, and smiles faintly.] And infamous.

[Luke's older than Anakin, about thirty-five, and there are the oddest things in his face and stance - fascination, longing, caution, pride.]

Yes, I think so. You won't like them, I think. I... won't like giving them, either. But I won't lie to you.

[with faint amusement]

You might know if I tried.

[skyguy]

The latter only among my enemies, I hope.

[he has no idea how much weight that attempt at a joke carries.]

[his brow furrows, however, and he folds his arms across his chest, never really able to hide when he's feeling defensive. While it would usually just feed his ego, he's not sure how to react to such emotion coming from someone he's never met.]

[or has he? It's so strange. It's not like he has much experience meeting long-lost family, that he'd be able to tell if it's supposed to feel like this.]

I'll take the truth over anything else right now. And by the way--I hope you know you have a clone running around.

[force_ful]

[There's just a flash of some heavy sorrow there; Luke covers it well.]

Especially your enemies.

[Realizing that he's leaning forwards a little, and staring, Luke resettles his weight and looks away.]

I've had three that I know of. Only one really looked like me, though.

[skyguy]

I can see the resemblance, but at the same time...well, I've yet to see a clone exactly like the original template.

[and he's had extensive experience with them.]

That's probably a good thing.

[force_ful]

I've seen a few attempts, but sooner or later it always shows.

Sometime I'll tell you about the two that didn't look like me. It's not a happy story, but [forced casual] I tell it to my students. Why not you?

[skyguy]

Your students?

[inexplicably, for a moment, he feels a rush of pride. It confuses him.]

Should I venture a guess you're a Jedi, too?

[force_ful]

[This gets a smile.]

I am. Actually, I'm a Master, but - it still feels strange when people call me that. Other than Threepio, anyway.

I teach at an academy. Enough of my students have started teaching, themselves, that I'm not doing everything myself now, but I do still have a role there.