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tatooine_doofus) wrote2007-09-11 03:30 pm
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Room 317 [evening]
Luke had decided that since he'd been in his room for a year, it was time to finally put up evidence that he lived there. Since he didn't have stuff, that took the form of photographs and holos of friends: he, Han and Leia right after the first Death Star, he and Wedge drunk later that same night, he, Rikku and Dawn looking giggly and high on sugar, he and Jaina, he and Rory, he and Tori...he and Z.
There weren't any photographs of him and his father (those were stuffed into a drawer at the moment) and he kept taking down Artoo's offering of a holo of him and Gavin believing they were Siegfried and Roy.
Corellian rock music was playing and the door was open. If he was caught staring off into space, well, he might've been reliving parts of last week's date with Jo.
[OOC: Open like a thing that is not closed.]
There weren't any photographs of him and his father (those were stuffed into a drawer at the moment) and he kept taking down Artoo's offering of a holo of him and Gavin believing they were Siegfried and Roy.
Corellian rock music was playing and the door was open. If he was caught staring off into space, well, he might've been reliving parts of last week's date with Jo.
[OOC: Open like a thing that is not closed.]
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Artoo made an electronic raspberry noise. He was his own droid, thank you very much.
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"He says hello," Luke said, rolling his eyes. "He helps me fly my starfighter."
You know, as so many droids do.
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Whatever that is.
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Which would sound very strange to someone who was, you know, from Earth.
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Artoo let out a little electronic giggle.
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