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tushanshu_ooc2016-02-10 05:00 pm
>_> <_<
But judging by the man's face, that name did mean something to him. There's a look of shock and disbelief. However, he had been here long enough to know how this world works. How people tend to come from different times. He had thought that this boy looked somewhat familiar. The family resemblance was definitely there.
"Luke... The last I saw of you, you were a baby. I held you in my arms."
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Blinking, Luke shook his head, pushed that thought away and focused back on Obi-Wan.
"You actually took me to Tatooine?" He hadn't thought about it, really, but it made sense, didn't it? A lot of sense, really, and it made him feel a bit foolish for not realising it.
Someone had had to do it, after all.
"... do things like this happen a lot, here?" Luke gestured around them and resisted the urge to wonder if this was really happening or not. It was a bit too weird not to.
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"Yes, I did," Obi-Wan confirms easily.
There is a bit of a pause at the next question though. He had a feeling he would run into some awkward situations here, much like he had before with a certain someone else.
"Oh, yes, they do happen. In fact, your father is here as well."
Nevermind that he doesn't even know you exist yet.
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"He's---"
Maybe it was telling that despite the events of the last few weeks, Luke's first reaction was excited hope... which instantly crumpled into wariness. His hand, or rather, the stump where the artificial one had been connected not so long ago, ached suddenly.
"Is..." closing his eyes, Luke determinedly didn't think about Bespin, "has he turned yet?"
There was a tiny little whisper that felt like guilt, insisting that he might actually be able to find out for himself how much he knew about Anakin Skywalker was true, if he hadn't.
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"No."
He could sense the conflicted feelings in Luke, and could only wonder what he had experienced.
"And he doesn't know everything just yet. In a way, this place could be his second chance."
That was Obi-Wan's hope anyway.
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"Okay," running a hand through his hair, Luke finally looked up again, "could it work like that? I mean, what happens when we go back?"
Because sooner or later they would, right? He certainly couldn't stay forever, even if time had frozen - in a way that seemed almost as bad as if it hadn't... Shaking his head, Luke frowned.
"What doesn't he know?" The most obvious possibility was one of the most unpleasant of course, but if he didn't know... Luke wasn't sure it'd be possible not to tell him.
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So at the very least, Anakin could have a second chance while he was here. However long that may be. Even if his destiny was to follow a dark path if and when he did go back.
Obi-Wan then stroked his bear and furrowed his brow at the next question. That was a good question. "What I did to him, the death of your mother, and your own birth. And I suppose anything beyond that." If there was anything beyond that. He wasn't actually sure if Anakin had survived that ordeal.
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Years. He couldn't quite imagine... and rather hoped he wouldn't be stuck here for that long, no matter what it did or didn't affect. Then his train of thought was derailed by Obi-Wan's answer and Luke's head snapped up as he stared.
"What... What do you mean, what you did to him?"
Suddenly, he felt cold.
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"Luke, when your father turned to the dark side, he was a great threat. Not only a danger to himself, but to everyone in the galaxy. I faced him, there was a duel, and I did what had to."
His words slowed and took on a sadder tone at the last sentence. Ever wonder why Darth Vader had that suit, Luke? This guy, right here.
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Luke's still not quite prepared for what Obi-Wan says next, and the sudden, brief sense of sympathetic burning slashing through the join between flesh and artificial hand leaves him gritting his teeth.
"You---"
The suit.
The thought is obvious, and he can't tell if he's angry, disappointed or exhausted.
"Why didn't you just kill him, then?" As soon as the words are out, Luke winces, even if there's incredulous anger bubbling in his stomach still. What was that for sort of question, anyway? And why does he even care, given how Darth Vader is? What he's done?
"I'm sorry. I just---" Luke shrugs, uncertain how to finish that, because apparently he does care.
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"It's all right," he assures Luke. He could understand why he would be upset. In fact he was taking it better than one could really expect.
"You ask me why I didn't just kill a close friend. I had trained him since he was small. Your father was... is, like a brother to me."
Obi-Wan just couldn't bring himself to do it. In hind sight he probably should have. It was partly his responsibility for how Anakin turned out. Judging from Luke's words though, he could safely assume that Anakin had somehow survived. Had he made a mistake in not finishing him off?
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Not when what he's angry about won't even happen for twenty years for him, even if it's already happened for Luke. Because they hadn't wanted him not to confront Vader at all. Only because he wasn't ready yet.
Which, well, Luke agreed with. He certainly hadn't been, on so many, many levels. Scrubbing his face, Luke sighs. He wants to say something, but aside from having to keep himself from yelling he's not sure how to say it. He hasn't even thought it through himself.
"You told me you'd trained Darth Vader, you know," Luke says finally as he looks up, manages a faint smile, "at least I know the 'trained him' part is right, now."
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The Jedi Master smiled back solemnly. "I can't speak for my older self. I can only assume that whatever I said, or didn't say, was meant to protect you."
He didn't know what his fate was in the however many years he would spend watching over Luke, but he did know that his priority was to protect the young boy he had taken to Tatooine. Whether he did everything right or not, that was hard to say. Though it seemed that he'd been successful in keeping the boy from harm. ... Well. Relatively speaking. He had noticed the missing hand.
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Which had, ultimately, led to Bespin. Luke glanced down to his new right hand and grimaced.
"Not going to lie, Ben," a pause, and Luke frowned, "Obi-Wan. It's kind of hard not to want to say something about that, but it's not as if you can actually give me an answer. And it wouldn't be fair."
It felt weird using 'Obi-Wan'; he'd always thought of him as Ben, even when other people used Obi-Wan.
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"Even the best intentions can have unforeseen circumstances. I can't justify my actions in the future, but it is clear that they have caused you pain. For that, I am sorry."
It might not mean much coming from him, since he didn't know the circumstances. But the gesture was sincere.
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"Could be worse, really," he said and had to resist tucking his right hand away somewhere, because while it certainly could be worse, what had happened was still plenty bad. And he wasn't even really thinking about the hand, even if it was easier to focus on that.
"How do things work here, anyway?" Deciding it was easier to focus on other things for the moment, Luke frowned as he gestured vaguely around them.