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[it feels like a beacon in the force; a bright spot that can't be ignored. something calling to him in more ways than one. it's something that's happened to him before, of course, but never this intensely. it's never been so strong that he's been forced to drop what he's doing (helping artoo get cleaned up again) and head off to investigate. but that's exactly what he does, the droid trailing water behind them as he follows after anakin. it's an action that barely registers with the jedi, his steps quicker than usual as he leads the way through the hallways, following that burst of light that he can't even begin to ignore.

a rounded corner, a sudden halt and-]

You're him. [the other skywalker that Han had mentioned. he doesn't need to ask; already knows through to his core. the force works as a confirmation, proof that this is more than just a man stealing a family name. this is family itself. this is-]

You're Luke Skywalker. [his robes, almost as dark as those that luke may remember from their last meeting, are drawn tightly around himself. he wants to be there, is meant to be there. but that doesn't mean he's particularly comfortable about it]

My name is Anakin. [no surname because...he isn't sure it needs to be said.]

[ even with the lingering pain from his experience on the death star, even with distraction and the confusion from his awakening fogging up his mind and his senses, he still recognizes his father's presence in the force. he'd know it if he were on his death-bed. but-- it's different here. brighter, clearer, without the layers of shadow and anger and murder that years of hate will eventually give it.

he lifts his head, blue eyes meeting a near-identical gaze, and for a few moments, luke is frozen to the spot, heart hammering in his chest, throat too tight and eyes hot. this is anakin-that-was, anakin-that-should-have-been. he remembers his face-- briefly, glowing dimly against the night. and then he'd been gone.

but this-- this is flesh and blood and spirit, all bound up together. this is strength and youth, pride and power.

there's a brief, breathless laugh that sounds in the air between him, and luke realizes it's him. ] Yes. [ yes, he's luke, and yes, suns, this is most certainly anakin. yes, to what lies unspoken between them.

i'm your son, but he can't-- can't say that. it makes it too real, and for someone anakin's age, that-- it would be too cruel, wouldn't it? instead, he scrapes up a shaky smile from somewhere. (you were dead and it was my fault-- but it had been his father's choice, hadn't it?)

they have.. a chance here. somehow. (luke has a chance.) ]

I-- never expected to see you again. Certainly not like this.

Edited (herp) 2013-04-29 05:52 (UTC)

So we do meet. [back home, that is. han hadn't been particularly forthcoming with answers as he'd like. so while anakin knows that luke is from a time far in to his own future, he doesn't know much beyond that. even with the force confirming their connection, the idea of luke being anything more than a relative lost in a move across the galaxy hasn't been something he's focused on for too long. even his theories about obi-wan's vision were left behind with the end of that conversation. it's easier that way. whispers of their shared connection to tatooine, to obi-wan kenobi; they're voices he'd pointedly ignored since the moment the other padawan shared his vision with him.

the whispers in the corridors hadn't helped, of course. there would never be any escape from those hushed tones, no matter what he tries. it's those very same whispers that echo in his head now, pushing him to ask those questions. to discover just who luke really is.

a liar? no. a slave? no. family. family that's few and far between. blood can't be ignored so simply. blood that keeps him from turning tail and leaving this conversation to the other jedi aboard the ship. obi-wan and quinlan would undoubtedly be better suited to all of this. or han solo, a man who actually knows luke in return. anybody other than him. run away, it whispers. leave now. he can't be trusted, it hisses. but if this really is all an elaborate trick, he's ready to see it through to the end. anakin skywalker never backs down from a challenge.]

Has anybody informed you of what's happening here? [the ship. why the two of them are able to meet like this in the first place. they're details he really would prefer to leave to somebody else to answer. and if the voice had its way, he'd turn around and do just that right now. but while the voice wants him to leave, the force implores him to stay, and it's far easier to sink in to that feeling of safety that accompanies a power so absolute as the force itself.]

Yes, briefly. [ not a lie. darth vader had been-- someone else. he'd had a scant few minutes with his father, and then he'd been.. gone. there are so many things he wants to ask him, now. he wants to know about his life and if they have other family. he just wants to sit quietly and let anakin talk to him.

but-- the other man doesn't know the true extent of their connection, and luke can't bring himself to tell him, either. perhaps in time, when he's more certain of anakin's reaction. suns, though, it's hard. it's one of the hardest things luke's ever done, just not reaching out for him.

he shakes his head, tired and a little dizzy, feeling suddenly emotionally and physically drained. whatever stores of energy he has left are going rapidly. ]

I'm afraid not. Not yet. I admit that I've been more focused on finding you and the others, though. [ a pause, rubbing his prosthetic against the nape of his neck and frowning faintly when he feels the fine twitches. he's.. really going to need to repair that. just one more thing that needs to be done before he can really rest. ] There are.. other Jedi here, aren't there? [ and it feels-- bizarre, impossible to hear it, to say it. but then, no more impossible than anakin skywalker standing right there. ]

There are two others; a Jedi Master named Quinlan Vos, and Padawan Kenobi. Obi-Wan. Though he isn't the man you may remember. Time behaves strangely here, and each of us from our Galaxy seem to have come from a different moment in history. [it's been a problem they've all had to contend with from the moment that more than one of them had arrived. still, anakin has no idea of just how much of his future obi-wan is now aware of. just as he has no idea how many of his own assumptions of his future are true or not.

but now luke is here and already he seems to be...easier to deal with than han has been so far. he might actually be willing to give answers to his questions instead of skirting around the truth. but above all else, maybe luke will be able to provide an explanation that'll actually make sense.

it's an explanation that'll have to wait though. for now, he needs to make sure that luke understand just what he's been drawn in to by being brought here. for now, this is his job here. to make sure that the other jedi is as prepared for being trapped aboard the tranquility as possible.]

There are two others here as well. Han Solo and a Senator from shortly after my time named Bail Organa. I'm sure that they will all want to meet you. [or at least han and obi-wan, for obvious reasons.]

[ a jedi master. a jedi master is here. the relief is so great that he almost sags with it, eyes sliding briefly shut. in his own time, maybe he really is the last, and he's not ready. he's not sure he could have ever been ready. but-- having someone else here, someone else from the old order that he can learn from, pick up things that master yoda and ben hadn't had the time to pass on to him..

the force certainly works in unusual and unexpected ways, sometimes. who would have imagined something like this would happen? and-- obi-wan.. he'd already known, of course, but to have it confirmed is nice. his old teacher as a young man, perhaps, if a padawan is the equivalent of a student. (there is so much that luke still needs to ask about.)

the mention of han and bail organa, of all people, earns a faintly startled glance up, though. ] --Bail Organa? [ leia's father? ] What an unexpected group of people to have been collected together. Ah-- Han is a friend of mine, though. I hope he hasn't been too sarcastic to all of you.

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