tatooine_doofus: (Luke: fixing things)
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After an interesting conversation with his father early in the morning, Luke had gone for a long run.

And then an even longer session alone with the punching bag.

And then he'd tried some meditation.

Now? He'd spread parts to a small droid out all over the floor, back carefully turned away from the half of the room that was supposed to have a Z in it, and fiddled around with electronics.

Loud Corellian rock was blaring from his stereo and out through the open door.

If you asked him? He was fine.

Date: 2008-01-12 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com
Luke gave her a bugged-eyed look. "Something like that?"

Date: 2008-01-12 03:40 am (UTC)
solo_sword: (crossed arms)
From: [personal profile] solo_sword
"Pretty much. Or staring in disbelief," she nodded.

Date: 2008-01-12 03:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com
"Or calling the med droid for a psych work-up."

Date: 2008-01-12 03:57 am (UTC)
solo_sword: (i look 12)
From: [personal profile] solo_sword
"I think they know better than that. At least I hope so," she added. "I should probably be getting back. You're sure you're okay?"

Date: 2008-01-12 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com
Luke nodded. "Yeah. Thanks."

Date: 2008-01-12 05:54 pm (UTC)
solo_sword: (i kinda rule)
From: [personal profile] solo_sword
"And if you need any further irrational venting," she teased as she stood, "you know where I am. Bye, Uncle Luke."

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