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Luke Skywalker ([personal profile] thefinaljedi) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2012-02-21 02:32 pm

Movie Marathon!

Who: Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Arsene Lupin III, Ami Mizuno, Adele Leblanc, Leonardo, Gambit, and anyone else who has the desire to show up.
What: Star Wars Movie Marathon
When: February 21st to whenever its done
Where: Luke and Ben's place
Summary: Luke and Ben have decided to just end the constant cycle of confusion and actually WATCH the Star Wars movies. There is soda (gasp!) popcorn, canned tea, and all sorts of other movie related nonsense.
Rating: PG, same as the movies (Could get PG13? doubtful)
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[personal profile] averybadfeeling 2012-02-23 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[As the movie draws to a close, he brings his emotions under control, letting go of the self-doubt, the rage, the loss. He knew what Qui-Gon would say, that it was his time to go, that all that had happened had been for a purpose. He knew better than this.

His arm tightens a bit around Adele's shoulders as Palpatine approaches the young Anakin. It had seemed so innocent at the time, little more than a professional curiosity, an acknowledgement of the boy's feat aboard the droid ship, but in hindsight he could see it for how sinister it truly was.

He finally withdraws his arms from around Adele as the end credits rolled- as if he had only just realized what he was doing- and sighed.]


"I am sorry if I hurt your hand."

[He knew holding her as he had toward the end of the movie was foolish, dangerous. A bad idea, to rely upon an emotional connection for strength and resolve. It fosters attachment, and destroys focus.]
fleurdesel: left, sad, smile, serious (I just don't know)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-02-24 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Hm?

[Adele had, she was more than a little ashamed to say, dozed off a bit at the end there. She only comes too when Ben pulls his arms away, she sits up on her own and rubs at her eyes, wincing when she uses the hand Ben had been holding. Apparently she'd been wrong, purple smudges were beginning to bloom around her fingers and knuckles, where the pressure had been the worst. She gives her hand an experimental flex, twitches at the sensation, and curls her fingers to her palm one by one. Sore, a little tender, but not terrible.]

It is not the worst I've endured Ben. You're forgiven.