tatooine_doofus: (Default)
Luke was on the floor painting his new egg son bright orange. Ever now and then he'd sigh and stare up at the ceiling.

"Vladdie, there's really no reason to stay up there," he said.

Vladdie disagreed.

Over in his turtle tank, Yoda was equally upset, but being a turtle, it was tougher to tell.

The door was open.
tatooine_doofus: (Luke: hand holding Leia blue)
After his workshop with Mr. Winchester, Luke came back to his room to convince Artoo that Leia had gone home.

Artoo, still in the closet, remained unconvinced.

"I wouldn't lie to you about this," Luke told the door, rolling his eyes. "She came, she saw him, she had ice cream, she went home. Really."

Artoo let out a mournful whistle.

"Fine," Luke said, flouncing back to his bed. "I'll be over here, practicing levitation with Yoda who's a turtle again, thank the Force."

Yoda? Not thrilled by getting spun through the air again, but he couldn't talk any more, so no one cared.

The door was cracked open.

[OOC: Conversation between Luke & Rikku is locked to them and the topic is NFB, thanks!]

I Want Candy - Bow Wow Wow
tatooine_doofus: (Default)
After a few hours poking around on the X-Wing with Artoo and a quick check to see if Leia had written--she had, and there was still no sign of Han--Luke flung himself onto his bed and began to practice with the Force.

Yoda was not excited to be one of the things chosen to be juggled.

Seeing Luke distracted, Artoo made his way stealthily towards the door.

"Don't even think about it," Luke said sternly. "Last time you got out, you came back covered in cake."

Artoo whistled innocently. "No," Luke replied.

Artoo made sulky noises and rolled back towards the corner.

[OOC: Door is closed, post is open! Oh, and contents of the conversation with Rory are NFB, please.]

Blue Eyes - Cary Brothers
tatooine_doofus: (Luke: the name's Skywalker)
Luke was lounging on his bed juggling: he had a pen, a boot and a pissed-off turtle spinning in circle.

Sometimes Force training could look a lot like goofing off.

But he figured that between classes and borrowing Vader's TIE fighter to help rescue Aeryn (even it it had involved being hit on by two different aliens, what the hell), he deserved some time off to have a bit of fun.

It wasn't like he'd had the easiest time in Flight Club last week: flying his father's ship had been...difficult. And the assembly had just been bizarre (not as weird as going into space in a non-aerodynamic bus, but still pretty weird)--though seeing Molly's swoop bike had more than made up for getting randomly wet.

Not that Luke would ever turn down an opportunity to get randomly wet, but he was pretty sure that was one of those weird desert planet things he should keep to himself.

He was distracted from his juggling by a chirp of an incoming message.

He carefully put everything back down--Yoda was plotting evil turtle-y revenge now that he was back in his tank--and turned to his computer, grinning at the message he received. "She's coming," he told Yoda with a bounce.

Yoda was too busy sulking to care.

[OOC: door's closed but knockable.]


Vindicated - Dashboard Confessional

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