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[inheritsthesky.livejournal.com]

WHO: Luke Skywalker (inheritsthesky), Selina Kyle (meowminx), Mytho (lovemedangit), OPEN
WHERE: A Park.
WHEN: Today, March 6th. Afternoon.
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Luke is trying to concentrate, which means you/someone/everyone should come disrupt him as much as possible.
FORMAT: Paragraph, then either one. :3


Feeling he'd been woefully neglecting his training, Luke had decided to leave off lesson plans and work for an afternoon in favor of going out to meditate a little in the park. It wasn't a clear day, but at least the sun was out, and it shone brightly and warmly in the spot he'd chosen. Warmth--one of the few things he missed about Tatooine. Space, he'd learned when he left for the Rebellion at 19, was cold, and so was this place.

But the Force, when he touched it after quieting his mind of extraneous thoughts (Mara, the much younger Ben who didn't remember him or his father, who had disappeared from the city again), was warm too, and Luke let it fill his body in preparation for the training exercises he'd planned for today.

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[taughttolisten.livejournal.com]

Obi-Wan worried.

It was one thing to quiet himself and listen to the living Force when encouragement came from his Master's gentle presence; it was another thing entirely to attempt it when he was alone. Not even fully alone: people here claimed to know him, looked at him with sad and disbelieving eyes, carefully withheld details from him. He could sense some of them treading cautiously around him.

And he was alone, with no apparent way to get back to familiar surroundings.

It stirred an old fear in him--the fear that he would always be solitary and flailing, never quite up to the situation at hand, a hopeless case. The fear that, no matter what he did, the he would somehow fail. For years it had driven him towards increasingly brash behavior, a way of compensating or at least pretending not to care about making a good impression; now it simply sat in the pit of his stomach, twisting him into slow knots.

But at least he wasn't completely Masterless.

Finding Skywalker was an easy enough task--the man's presence gave off a light nearly as great as Master Yoda's, and was every bit as enviably serene.

Hesitantly, not quite wanting to disturb him, Obi-Wan settled in a clear patch of sunshine, folded his hands into his sleeves, and waited quietly for some sort of instruction.

[inheritsthesky.livejournal.com]

He'd come back after that talk with the young man and settled himself again, calming his mind to continue his exercises. Stretched out, awash in the Force as Luke was, it was no surprise he felt Obi-Wan coming up to him. Even younger as he was, Luke felt he'd know that presence anywhere, even though it was still a long way from the droll hermit who led Luke into the rest of his life.

But the main difference between that Ben Kenobi and this young man was that this one was fair overflowing with insecurities and doubts, enough for Luke to pull himself out of his meditation and open bright blue eyes, fixing them on Obi-Wan.

Luke still smiled though. It was good to see his friend and mentor just the same. "Hello, Obi-Wan," he said. "How are you?"

[taughttolisten.livejournal.com]

"Well, thank you, Master." He shifted, inclining his head in a respectful bow. Truth be told, the steady quiet in Luke's presence was reassuring, even in the midst of such overwhelming circumstances. "I hope I didn't interrupt."

[inheritsthesky.livejournal.com]

"Not at all. Besides, even if you were, I wouldn't mind." Luke tilted his head, reaching out in the Force to this young man. "Is everything all right? I sense turmoil in you."