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[ Anakin is sitting on a barrel, it looks like it's painted entirely blue. He's in a course coverall, and there's many different dripples and dabs of paint in various colors. White and blue are the most featured, then black and grey. But there is some yellow and red sneaking in there. There's a fleck of the same blue on Anakin's jaw, and he looks a bit sweaty. ]

When we arrive here, we are assigned a city, an apartment, a job. How many of you have kept those arrangements? What made you change them? If you didn't change them, why not?

[ He rolled his shoulders back, and twisted a little, stretching his back out. ]

I know there's a fair few of us with lightsabers. I'd like to get a bit of a dueling club together, but first we need to hold some classes. So anyone who is Force Sensative and wants to join in, let me know. It can be privately. But I will be holding some basic safety classes first to make sure everyone leaves with everything they brought with them still attached.

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Yeah.

[ Look at him not pushing. Even if he really really wants to. ]

Looking at options. I'm not really sure how to. Engineering is more my speed really. And something closer to home.

[ He can practically taste Anakin's urge to ask a million and one questions through the phone. Luke was amazed at himself for continuing the conversation, honestly. ]

It shouldn't be that hard.

[ He paused a moment, before shrugging slightly. ]

I'm... pretty sure I inherited my own skills with mechanics from you, so I'm sure places will be scrambling to hire you.

[ It's taking energy to actually have impulse control, how do other people DO THIS? ]

They want training and degrees on paper, and I don't...know how they want me to put it down.

[ Anakin goes quiet for a moment, although he aches to reach through the phone and grab Luke's hand. ]

I got it from Mom. She taught me, at least at first, until I started pitching it up on my own.

[ Luke pursed his lips in a thin line, swallowing. ]

...Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru told me a lot about her. I wish I had gotten to know her.

[ He paused a moment, before shaking his head. ]

I'm sure if you point out you're from a place more advanced technology wise than this world, they'll be happy to give you a chance.

So do I. She loved kids, or at least my friends.

[ His voice doesn't quite crack but it's a near thing - clearly her death is still very heavy on him. ]

I have. With my arm as proof. It's just very strange compared to what I know. Jane Foster said she'd help me organize things into a resume format.

That's good.

[ Luke fell quiet, not sure what else to say. He hated being this indecisive when it came to his father, when he had been so close to him before, despite everything that happened back home, or maybe in spite of it. He wasn't sure. ]

[ He finally let out a sigh, staring up at the ceiling before continuing. ]

We should... talk. Sometime. About things.

[ Perfect. A+ Skywalker eloquence. His mother would be so proud. ]

Anytime you want.

[ It probably comes out a little too fast, a little too eager. For all Anakin assumes Luke must have gotten lectures on Jedi nonattachment, Anakin was starving for connections. But at the same time - nothing good in the history of everything was tied into that sentence, and Anakin's heart picked up, beating hard and fast in his chest. ]

[ Luke let out a breath at his father's anxiousness, his shoulders dropping as he gave him a look that was supposed to be something resembling a reprimand, but actually looked too amused and nostalgic for it to be affective. He sighed after a moment, shaking his head. ]

Just... let me know. There's a lot you should know.

[ The look is noted, appreciated, and it reassures him, some. Still, the smile he returns is almost shy. ]

Tell me it works best for you. I'll have that time available.

[ Luke's his son, he will literally make time. It doesn't matter how long or when or what he has to move. ]

[ Oh he knows; he very well knows how much is father is capable of literally moving an entire Empire when it comes to him. ]

[ He smiled faintly at that, though there was a touch of sadness in the expression. ]

I have a late night patrol route tonight. You're welcome to come with me.

Sure. Is there anything special I should wear or bring?

[ His boots and lightsaber - hidden away - would be going, just because the boots were comfortable for being on his feet, and he feels almost naked without the saber. ]

Your lightsaber--

[ He paused a moment, a rueful smile coming to his face, as if he already knew how he was going to react to this. ]

--and some patience.

I can promise one of those.

[ He can have a little fun at his own expense. ]

Let me know where I'm meeting you?

[ Luke nodded, texting over details of his patrol route and the time he would start, before offering a brief goodbye. ]

[ Luke was a bit hard to find at first when the time came around to meet him, if only because he was slightly off the route in Maurita Falls where he promised he would be. Fortunately, he was easy to pick up and follow to where he was: standing outside a rehabilitation clinic, speaking softly with a young man that looked completely strung out, gingerly holding an arm like it was broken. Still, the young man offered Luke a faint, nervous smile before he approached the clinic, where a nurse was waiting for him. The woman nodded to Luke, before helping the young man inside. ]

[ Luke waited until the door was closed before he turned around, pulling up the hood of his cloak. He was wearing what he dubbed as his "uniform" for Aegis Force work, which was really just his Jedi robes: all black, with a dark brown cloak that may as well have been black as well. He approached his father quickly, lifting his hood up enough so Anakin could see the apologetic look on his face. ]

Sorry; I didn't anticipate having to go off my path tonight.

[ Luke was only slightly difficult, due to Anakin having a fair amount of experience tracking other Jedi and having met Luke in person. Still, he hung back until Luke had handed off his person before he got close enough to make it clear - visually anyway - he was trailing Luke. He assumed Luke could sense him. ]

[ Anakin had, somewhat, adapted to this planet's manner of dress. He's altered a pair of jeans to fit inside his boots and hooked his belt clip to a wide leather belt where he hung his saber. He also had pulled a somewhat oversized hooded coat on - although if Luke looked close, it was because Anakin had pulled his chest and shoulder armor on underneath it. ]

No apology needed.

[ Luke stopped dead when he saw the armor on under the coat, his heart doing a flip in his chest. His father hadn't come in with armor on the last time he was here, so to see it on him now... ]

[ He forced himself to shake it off, annoyed at himself. It was just armor; it was reasonable for him to be wearing it if he had been in the middle of the Wars. ]

[ A huffed out breath escaped from him, before he nodded back toward the street. ]

Well, this way...

[ Reasonable but he hadn't the faintest idea the chest armor might remind Luke of anything at all - it was simply similar to the armor the Jedi had adopted. Still he did see the reaction. ]

It made Padmé feel better.

[ He gestures to his chest with a sheepish smile. He didn't think he'd need it but. ]

Lead on.

[ Luke forced a smile at that, though it was clear it wasn't one he was really feeling, starting back on his patrol route. ]

[ It was a quiet night, though it usually was when he was out and about, almost like people knew he was the one patrolling and opted not to do anything, least they find themselves stopped by invisible hands or convinced to turn themselves in. He finally glanced over at his father as they turned down another street, his expression sobering. ]

...I'm not sure where to start.

[ Technically Anakin was quiet as he followed. But he was reacting out, prodding and poking over the area, learning the route and getting a feel for who and what was around. He was also fidgeting quietly, his fingers playing against one another. ]

I'm not sure how to help. I want to, but I'm. I suppose I can somewhat guess the topic, the history, the time, between where I'm from and you are?

[ Luke nodded at that. ]

No one's told you, and... well, it's... important for you to know.

[ It would probably explain a lot, at least, but still... Luke let out a tired breath after a moment, his shoulders sinking slightly, making it look like his cloak was too big for his small frame. ]

This was easier the first time around, somehow.

Because you hadn't done it before?

[ Anakin wanted things explained, but it was simply so difficult to watch Luke sink under the burden, that Anakin reached out and lightly bumped Luke's shoulder with his hand. An invitation to lean on him some. ]

We know we weren't there for you. Or your sister. And that the Organas took her, while not taking you. We're confused how that happened, honestly. There are people she's quite close to, if her family wasn't available. Does it help if you start there?

Because you were farther along.

[ The fact that his father had first come to this place half fallen already had helped in the respect that "Darth Vader" wasn't something so unbelievable. With his father so... kind, he'd probably think he was crazy. ]

[ He nodded slightly; well that was as good of a place as any. ]

Obi-Wan took me to Tatooine; Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru raised me.

I suppose. There are still so many people, her family, one of her former handmaidens. Just, a long list.

[ Wouldn't Luke be surprised to learn just how long Anakin had been falling, and his first big step in that direction had already happened? ]

I'm glad they did. I. I always meant to...not visit but something. They seemed like good people. We didn't really meet under good circumstances and then Padmé and I had to rush off to Geonosis to rescue Obi-Wan.

[ Did he feel guilt for dropping his stepfather and stepbrother? Yes. He just wasn't sure how to face them without it hurting so much. ]

[ Luke peered over at him at that, seeing the guilt on his face and he couldn't help but feel for him a little. He turned away, a faint smile on his face. ]

They raised me well. I couldn't have asked for more, and... ironically, Tatooine was the safest place for me.

[ Nevermind it was never safe, ever. ]

I'm glad. They haven't married yet, they send me messages from time to time but with Tatoonie being Tatooine and me all over the Outer Rim, there's always a lot of lag. But it would soon, I think.

[ Yeah, the guilt was there. Knowing they took in Luke made it much much worse, actually. ]

That doesn't make it safe. It's just. Horrid.

[ There word is spoken with a churn of emotion, pain and hatred burning cold in them, along with no small amounts of grief and guilt.

Lots of guilt. ]

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log it out or?

Sure why not?

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