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Who: Luke Skywalker and CR
What: Catching up on desired CR activities. Prompts in comments; message me if you want one, or feel free to start your own.
When: Through the month of September.
Where: Throughout Trench

Content Warnings: Will be updated as needed.

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He reached out to her again, slipping his hands gently around hers, and started talking; starting to tell the story he had read of in Ben's journal, about how Yoda had ended up helping out a planet of sentient rock people, and how it had led to him finishing what he couldn't. From there he went on to talk about how they captured a Star Destroyer with a minimal crew in order to run a planetary blockade, and the stormtroopers that tried to route them.

It was at least over an hour before he finally stopped, chuckling faintly as he dipped his head in embarrassment.

"...you know, it's been ages since I've talked this much, and never this much about things I've done."

The time felt like it was flying. Flying on a ship in the stars. Or something like that. Ariadne wasn't good with metaphors. She just wanted him to keep going, to keep telling her about everything he'd done. Not knowing his world, she couldn't say for sure if it was impressive. It certainly sounded that way.

And noble too, which was also important.

She smiled when he laughed, her skin tingling, aware of the touch of his skin against hers. "You've do so many things! Been so many places. I could listen to it...kind of forever."

Luke chuckled softly.

"I'll run out of stories eventually, you know, no matter how much I enjoy sharing," he said, offering her a quick, teasing wink, before finally letting go of her hands. "But right now, I should head to a place to sleep. It's getting late."

She blinked in surprise. "A place to sleep?" What did that mean? "Do you...not have a home?" Okay, maybe that wasn't a good word to use. "I mean...house."

Some people weren't ready to consider Trench home.

Just because she was...

"Not one just for myself."

Luke shrugged slightly, like he wasn't bothered by it.

"It's fine; I'm used to drifting around, so this works well for me," he admitted. "Some habits are hard to break."

Huh. She kind of hated that for him. There was something to be said for having...a place to return. A space of your own. With your own things and your own memories and thoughts.

Had Deerington spoiled her in that respect?

She'd shared a room with Aunt Lysia back in Valeria. Not wholly her own, but it was a space and protected place. And then she'd started living on her own and she...well. She adored her little apartment.

"Where do you go, then? What sort of places?"

Luke shrugged slightly again.

"Well, I usually stay at Maul's place, since it's so large. I crash with Usagi and Blue occasionally as well."

The relationships among the Jedi and Sith continued to amaze her. And yet, Luke was such a kind, sweet soul. Having him around might be good for Maul. Savage too. As long as they didn't...

Well, Ariadne didn't think they would...

No, a sneak attack wasn't exactly their way.

"Well, if you ever need a place, you know you're welcome here." Never mind the fact that she only had one room. And one bed.

Edited (I have a problem. It's called editing.) 2022-03-14 00:58 (UTC)

Luke paused at that, feeling a warmth creeping up in his face. Well, that was...

Well.

He dipped his head slightly, trying and failing to hide his blush. What, no, he totally wasn't thinking about the fact they would probably share the bed, that was ridiculous.

"I'll keep that in mind," he mumbled.

She caught the blush. It was unexpected, and it was a moment before realized the source.

Oh.

Her cheeks got a little lavender. "I'm sorry, that sounded..."

Forward. It sounded forward. The sort of thing one of the courtier girls might say, batting their eyes and flashing coquettish smiles.

Ariadne didn't have that in her. Sometimes, she wished she did.

He held his hands up quickly, shaking his head rapidly.

"No, no; I know you didn't," he replied. "It's my own fault my brain went there."

Welp, his face was a brilliant shade of red now. He let out an embarrassed noise, trying very hard to turn away and hide it, but even his ears were red, and the blush was creeping through his hair and along his scalp, visible through his hair.

"U-um... I-I should go."

"You don't...have to."

But he did. She was pretty sure he felt that way. And from the look on his face, she supposed she ought to feel embarrassed. Maybe even a little bit ashamed.

She wasn't, but she lowered her eyes all the same.

"Thank you. For your stories today."

Luke peered over at her at that, a small smile coming to his face.

"...I'll tell you a story any time you want," he said softly, not sure entirely if he meant something more than that himself, but... he was definitely being genuinely honest in that statement.

"I'd like that," she said, folding her hands in her lap. "Stories are so important, you know. They're one of the few lasting impressions we can leave in the universe. Or multiverse now."

And a good way to feel close to another person.

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