Ursa Major, Alcove D4 [all day]

[tatooine_doofus]

Luke was putting the last of his belongings into bags and boxes and trying not to be too upset about leaving Fandom forever tomorrow morning.

Outside his alcove, Artoo was selling copies of Fandom's Greatest Humiliations over the last two years for what he felt was a very reasonable price.

Whenever the melancholy threatened to overwhelm Luke, he'd look over at the little droid who'd begin to whistle "Doe, a Deer."

Artoo wasn't big on feeling sorry for yourself.

[OOC: Luke's farewell post! Come say goodbye :(]

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Adah quirked an eyebrow at the blessing, over a slightly warning look. Nmad dam holy men, men of certain faiths; ones she actually liked, doing a fine job of nibbling away the base of her entire foundation regarding them. She didn't say anything, though, but the return to silence was an acceptance, in a way. She wasn't instantly refusing it, after all. She even nodded a little, which she was certain wasn't just a tick, and eyed him for a moment, perhaps to return the sentiment. If it existed, whatever greater benevolent force under whatever title, odds were that it probably wouldn't hurt to have it on his side.

And she left it at that, turning slightly to continue on her original way.