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What was wrong with the username I use?

['Seeker' was taken, Tash. We use this part of the Internet a lot more heavily than your part of the Holonet-]

-as far as you can tell. But I have another one, you know. Searcher1?

[Yeah, but sticking numbers on the end of taken words just looks tacky. Besides-]

-it's a pun? It's not 'me', though. This would fit Zak as much as me, or any other Arrandas from Alderaan. ...There'd have to be some left, even if they're not related to us.

[Stop finishing my sentences! It's not something-]

-I could really do in a game. Yeah, I figured that out. But look, we have to talk about that. I guess I could go somewhere without my brother, but there's other concerns too that I don't think you really thought about.

And I think you'll have to do that later, because now, you need to canon review more. Study, mun!

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Well, I certainly didn't expect to run into you here, young lady.

[Luke can't help but smile, and neither can his mun.]

I can't say that I really understand the attraction to puns only a few people might understand, though my mun did smile. Besides, it's not that bad. It could be much worse, or somewhat dated like mine.

[I'm not paying to change your username, Luke, and you have a lot of paid time left thanks to...Life Day.]

[Excite!]

Luke! - [wait. Suspicion] But you're... old. What's going on? Are you even really...

Tash?

[Luke's eyebrow rises, and he holds up his hands in a conciliatory gesture even as he smiles.]

I'm not that old, I'm only thirty.

That's still older. And what happened to your face?

[Let's ignore the usual happy electric-connection feeling to back up a little. Tash is no stranger to Little Hints That Mask Something Very Wrong.]

I don't think I like this.

Really, it's alright. It's me, truly. This place does strange things with time.

[He lowers his hands, eyes searching hers for a reaction beyond surprise.]

As for my face, well, I had some trouble on Hoth. A long time ago.

Time is new. I guess there's always something.

[Tash is too young to be this cynical. But then, she's had a very eventful half a year. She touches her own cheek right around where one of the scars is on Luke, lowers her hand quickly when she realizes what she's doing.]

So what's next? Time goes backwards and Karkas or evil clones or someone shows up?

Yea, there's always something going on.

[Luke shakes his head regretfully. Tash had always been a good kid, and she'd deserved so much better than the hand she was dealt. Really, every Alderaanian did, but she'd had it especially hard.]

I couldn't tell you. I've seen a lot of strange things in this...nexus. You could meet anything from a womp rat to a ten-meter tall sentient droid. [He smiles a little, hoping to reassure her]

Womp rats? Aren't those on Tatooine?

[Too much has happened for her not to be suspicious.]

Prove you're Luke. Tell me about... what you talked about on Kiva. About how we all were maybe like poor Eppon, before we knew he was an Imperial bioweapon.

That's right.

[Luke answered a heartbeat later, readily recalling the conversation. A lot had happened, but that memory was strong.]

I talked about being an orphan, and about how he was starved for attention, and...that I understood how that could be.

Yeah...

I guess I believe you. You don't... it doesn't feel the same, but I guess I felt different ten years ago too.

[When she was four.]

Well, time changes everyone, that's certain. But I'm still Luke Skywalker.

[And the mun seems to recall him promising to look out for Tash, but isn't sure. But Luke does feel an urge to say something to reassure her.]

and I'll still help you however I can.

Edited 2012-12-26 13:18 (UTC)

"I have found that these... usernames tend to be rather hit-or-miss in terms of quality and appropriate tone, but I suppose I've gotten used to them by now.

My mundane insists that I should meet you, though he won't tell me why. Hello, there."

[Nah. Could have happened post-series, but in series thirteen-fourteen is treated as more like fifteen-sixteen, by my reckoning. I mean, in twelve books the only remotely antagonistic character to go "She's a kid, I'm not going to treat her like I would an adult in this position" is Thrawn. Plus, she never travels with Luke for long.]

[Well, anyway, she'll come a little closer, still clearly wary.]

So what happened on Hoth?

Well, I could've been 'runningarranda' or 'arrandagalaxy' or something. I'm not sure if that's worse.

[Suddenly a little shyer. He feels... kind of... it's this electric sense again.] Hi. I'm Tash Arranda.

[Then consider it head-canon. Luke does try and look out for people he runs into, and Tash would stick with him I think. He's got a big heart, even if Tash wasn't young. Not quite shounen hero big, but he's definitely a kind man.]

...you know Mundane, I can hear you.

[Right, shutting up now.]

Hoth? I had a bit of trouble with frostbite and some of the local fauna. It never quite healed completely, hence this. [He gestures to the scarring]

[yeah I argue with my Lukes in the bracket text too, sometimes.]

Also me? C'mon.

[...right. The initial d_m entry. Aww, man, I just didn't want to be pretentious and go CREATOR: blah blah blah, CHARACTER: response blahdy blah.]

Then think these things out more!

Okay, so... [There's something weird with his hand. Tash doesn't know what it is, or if she should actually even bring it up, but there's some glancing.]

[Well, it's making me smile one way or another.]

Me too, but, isn't it breaking up the reunion?

[I don't think they're happy with us...just...going to go back to my corner and leave the kid to question Luke.]

Now that that's settled, I suppose you're wondering about the hand too?

[Luke shakes his head, holding it up.]

I lost it in a lightsaber duel on Bespin. It's a cybernetic prosthetic.

[I get to hang around if I'm quiet. Anyway. Tash goes pale.]

You lost your hand?!

[Theirs is a culture where cyborgs are... looked down upon. Tash has once been rather worse off as far as that's concerned, and she's a good kid, but still part of that culture, and it's a shock.]

[Luke nods once more.]

I did.

[He's...not really sure what else to say. It's a fact. It happened and there wasn't anything he could do to change it, as unfortunate as it was.]

Nnn...

[He's not all human anymore. He's partly a machine. Probably he has to take it apart to fix it, like a droid would.]

[Is there a nice way to say she might be sick? Probably not. Tash studies her feet, swallowing hard. She's liked some droids, she tells herself. Deevee, and... there must've been others.]

[This is different, though. Tash looks away and complains.]

I don't get it. It shouldn't bother me, I was a brain in a spider droid for a while, for stars' sake!

[Luke doesn't flinch at her reaction, he's a little used to it from other people, but even though it doesn't get to him like it did at first he still feels the need to hide it behind that glove.]

If it shouldn't bother you, then don't let it. It doesn't change who I am, just like you being in that droid didn't change who you were.

But it did, I think.

It's like I would've thought that was the worst thing, when I think about it now it seems horrible, but actually when I was there... It was okay. And it was like I could think so clearly.

I don't think so. Things like that only change us if we allow them to. I've had things I have to do, and to do them I needed a hand. I didn't have much choice, but I've learned to accept it.

[He shrugs, folding his hands behind his back, hopefully banishing the worry from the forefront of her mind. By now it's just a part of who he is.]

- and it's not a thing that gets to be time-anythinged and done to me again. [She's scowling at me. ._.] You did that to Wedge three years ago. That's plenty.

[She's not sure she believes that, but decides to let it go.]

But what... it was Darth Vader, right? Seems like something he'd do.

No, no that definitely should not happen again to you. Or Wedge. Or anyone else. Nor should Grandmaster Sunrider make a repeat appearance, you've given her enough grief.

[Well, seems your not alone at the bitter muses]

And...yes, it was. I wasn't ready to face him, but I did anyway.

Edited 2012-12-27 14:33 (UTC)

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