Room 317 [late afternoon]
Aug. 11th, 2007 01:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Luke was in his room, sleeves up--the gash on his arm was fading rapidly--surrounded by his tool kit and fiddling with Artoo. If it stopped him from dwelling on other things, well, bonus.
Artoo was not entirely thrilled being used as a distraction.
"Try it again, please," Luke said.
Artoo obligingly began to spit back the beginning of "I Know A Song That Gets On Everybody's Nerves."
"It needs to be higher pitched, louder," Luke said, "and more off-key."
The door was open if anyone was wondering what he was up to.
Artoo was not entirely thrilled being used as a distraction.
"Try it again, please," Luke said.
Artoo obligingly began to spit back the beginning of "I Know A Song That Gets On Everybody's Nerves."
"It needs to be higher pitched, louder," Luke said, "and more off-key."
The door was open if anyone was wondering what he was up to.
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Date: 2007-08-11 11:23 pm (UTC)Luke pressed his lips together. "Yeah, she enjoys causing pain. Don't give her an excuse to use her wand on you."
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Date: 2007-08-11 11:30 pm (UTC)It's all about me!
Me me me me me now
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Date: 2007-08-12 07:01 pm (UTC)Artoo had been downloading the song and blared it back out at them, then tootled proudly.
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