Who: Luke Skywalker and anyone that is Jedi like. :D What: Luke arrives in a place he doesn't expect. When: Sunday evening. Where: L.A. water front. Status: In Progress. Rating: TBD
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Luke scrubbed his gloved hand over his face, closing his eyes as he breathed out slowly. It had been a long day. With the surrender of the Empire and the end to a long, hard fault conflict, everyone had imagined things would go smoothly. They had been wrong. With hard feelings on all sides of the conflict, it was not going to be an overnight process; though he secretly wished it could be.
Excusing himself from his company, Luke left a group of delegates to their chatter. Politics was his sister’s arena, not his. It left him drained, if he were honest. So very drained.
Closing his eyes, he turned down the hallway toward his quarters, letting his instincts guide his feet as tried to search out Mara. Smiling, he turned to open his door, his eyes opening at the same moment…
And stopped.
“What….” He stopped, and frowned. A city was not exactly something he expected to find in his quarters. Reaching out with the force he hunted out for someone, anyone familiar.