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deernet2022-05-27 08:09 pm
faithfulson) wrote in deernet2022-05-27 08:09 pm
[Accidental Video] UN: JustLuke
[ CW: Character death. ]
[ The video comes in sharp and suddenly all over the omnis, the viewpoint jagged and bouncing, full of ragged breaths and the sharp glare of fires springing out from metal panels. People in black and grey uniforms and white armor were running around the viewer, ignoring them entirely as they struggled with something heavy -- a person, judging from the wheezing sound that was loud gasping in the viewer's ear. Grey halls struggled by as they moved, circuitry popping out of walls and smoking, before they finally emerged out into a massive hanger. Most of the uniformed individuals were running for ships, but one stood apart from the others -- a tri-winged ship, with one central fin sticking straight up from the main body and two others folded over on the sides. The viewer paused to let out a tired, ragged breath... and finally looked over to the person they were carrying. ]
[ Even bent over and huddled close to the viewer, the black death mask of Darth Vader was both recognizable and absolutely terrifying. The sharp, electronic wheeze was coming from did not sound remotely okay, nor did the right arm that he had tucked tight against the control box on his chest, with burnt wires hanging limply from a stump where a hand used to be. There was the sound of a deep breath, the viewer steeling themselves, before they turned their gaze ahead, starting forward once more. ]
[ It was clear that the person was beyond exhausted at this point, however. The view of the hanger wavered slightly now and then, the image shaking as something behind them rumbled, before finally the whole area shook from an impact, sending the view tumbling around as the person hit the floor. A loud thunk came from beside them as Darth Vader hit the ground as well, the dark lord coming into view as the person rolled up, back to their feet. There was an urgency now as the person didn't even pause to get their breath back, grabbing Vader's arms and dragging him, hurrying as fast as they could to the ship, not stopping until the dark lord was propped up against the boarding ramp. ]
[ The viewer shifted around, coming down like they were getting ready to lift Vader up again, lifting him up by his shoulder, only to be stopped. ]
Luke... help me take... this mask off.
[ The viewer -- Luke himself -- froze at the request, a shuddering breath escaping from him. ]
But you'll die.
Nothing... can stop that now. Just for once, let me... look on you with my own eyes.
[ There was a clear hesitance in Luke despite the view of the scene coming from his eyes, before he nodded, propping Vader up enough so he could reach up and grasp his helm. A hiss escaped as he lifted up, exposing the complicated workings of the mask underneath, and Luke set it aside in favor of peering around, trying to see how the mask came off. He figured it out soon enough, reaching behind and pulling back, taking the mask away... ]
[ And revealing the face of Anakin Skywalker. ]
[ The face was heavily marred, deeply scarred and completely hairless, skin paled from two decades of being hidden in the dark. Yet still, blue, slightly pale eyes glimmered from deeply set eyes as Anakin gazed up at his son, and the view of him started to get hazy as Luke struggled against tears, finally able to see the face of his father. ]
Now... go, my s-son. Leave me.
[ He was choking, unable to breathe, just barely able to get the words he wanted to say out. Luke's vision cleared as tears fell from him shaking his head. ]
No, you're coming with me. I'll not leave you here, I've got to save you.
[ Anakin just smiled, straining slightly from the effort. ]
You already have... Luke... You were right. You where right about me. Tell your sister... you were right...
[ The last word came out with a rasping breath, and Anakin started to fall back, unable to keep himself up anymore. ]
Father--! I won't leave you--!
[ It was too late. ]
[ With one last, almost relieved sigh, Anakin Skywalker fell still against the boarding ramp. The view of his still body blurred immediately with Luke's grief. A gloved hand slid down Vader's armor, before the image turned dark, with only the sound of Luke's shuddering breath as he struggled not to openly weep. ]
[ The dark fades away, leaving Luke standing in front of the omni in stunned silence. Tears were falling from his eyes, though he didn't seem completely aware of them as his mouth moved, struggling to say something, anything, about the deeply personal memory that was just broadcasted for all of Trench to see. ]
[ Finally, he clicked his mouth shut, quietly reaching over and deactivating the omni without saying anything. ]
[ The video comes in sharp and suddenly all over the omnis, the viewpoint jagged and bouncing, full of ragged breaths and the sharp glare of fires springing out from metal panels. People in black and grey uniforms and white armor were running around the viewer, ignoring them entirely as they struggled with something heavy -- a person, judging from the wheezing sound that was loud gasping in the viewer's ear. Grey halls struggled by as they moved, circuitry popping out of walls and smoking, before they finally emerged out into a massive hanger. Most of the uniformed individuals were running for ships, but one stood apart from the others -- a tri-winged ship, with one central fin sticking straight up from the main body and two others folded over on the sides. The viewer paused to let out a tired, ragged breath... and finally looked over to the person they were carrying. ]
[ Even bent over and huddled close to the viewer, the black death mask of Darth Vader was both recognizable and absolutely terrifying. The sharp, electronic wheeze was coming from did not sound remotely okay, nor did the right arm that he had tucked tight against the control box on his chest, with burnt wires hanging limply from a stump where a hand used to be. There was the sound of a deep breath, the viewer steeling themselves, before they turned their gaze ahead, starting forward once more. ]
[ It was clear that the person was beyond exhausted at this point, however. The view of the hanger wavered slightly now and then, the image shaking as something behind them rumbled, before finally the whole area shook from an impact, sending the view tumbling around as the person hit the floor. A loud thunk came from beside them as Darth Vader hit the ground as well, the dark lord coming into view as the person rolled up, back to their feet. There was an urgency now as the person didn't even pause to get their breath back, grabbing Vader's arms and dragging him, hurrying as fast as they could to the ship, not stopping until the dark lord was propped up against the boarding ramp. ]
[ The viewer shifted around, coming down like they were getting ready to lift Vader up again, lifting him up by his shoulder, only to be stopped. ]
Luke... help me take... this mask off.
[ The viewer -- Luke himself -- froze at the request, a shuddering breath escaping from him. ]
But you'll die.
Nothing... can stop that now. Just for once, let me... look on you with my own eyes.
[ There was a clear hesitance in Luke despite the view of the scene coming from his eyes, before he nodded, propping Vader up enough so he could reach up and grasp his helm. A hiss escaped as he lifted up, exposing the complicated workings of the mask underneath, and Luke set it aside in favor of peering around, trying to see how the mask came off. He figured it out soon enough, reaching behind and pulling back, taking the mask away... ]
[ And revealing the face of Anakin Skywalker. ]
[ The face was heavily marred, deeply scarred and completely hairless, skin paled from two decades of being hidden in the dark. Yet still, blue, slightly pale eyes glimmered from deeply set eyes as Anakin gazed up at his son, and the view of him started to get hazy as Luke struggled against tears, finally able to see the face of his father. ]
Now... go, my s-son. Leave me.
[ He was choking, unable to breathe, just barely able to get the words he wanted to say out. Luke's vision cleared as tears fell from him shaking his head. ]
No, you're coming with me. I'll not leave you here, I've got to save you.
[ Anakin just smiled, straining slightly from the effort. ]
You already have... Luke... You were right. You where right about me. Tell your sister... you were right...
[ The last word came out with a rasping breath, and Anakin started to fall back, unable to keep himself up anymore. ]
Father--! I won't leave you--!
[ It was too late. ]
[ With one last, almost relieved sigh, Anakin Skywalker fell still against the boarding ramp. The view of his still body blurred immediately with Luke's grief. A gloved hand slid down Vader's armor, before the image turned dark, with only the sound of Luke's shuddering breath as he struggled not to openly weep. ]
[ The dark fades away, leaving Luke standing in front of the omni in stunned silence. Tears were falling from his eyes, though he didn't seem completely aware of them as his mouth moved, struggling to say something, anything, about the deeply personal memory that was just broadcasted for all of Trench to see. ]
[ Finally, he clicked his mouth shut, quietly reaching over and deactivating the omni without saying anything. ]
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More bad news: Ariadne is incapable of not sticking her nose in, where Skywalker Family Drama (tm) is concerned. Especially given how fond she is of a certain farmboy.
The good news is she immediately understands that this is an accident. And one that carries a lot of weight with it. So her tone is especially gentle when she replies.]
Oh, Luke.
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I'm okay. I just...
[ Never wanted to share that with anyone, ever? He helplessly waved a hand, before letting it drop into his lap. ]
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Meanwhile...]
You don't have to be. Okay, I mean.
It's...upsetting.
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I've had time to accept what happened. Granted, being here where my father is young and alive made it harder, but...
[ He shook his head. ]
Sorry, it's... hard to put it into words.
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[Ariadne gives him a gentle smile.]
You don't owe any explanation. And I imagine a lot of the people who know and love you have a lot of questions.
I'm not here to...satisfy my curiosity. I just...want to be here for you.
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Thank you, Airy.
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Well, don't thank me too much.
I can't stop the barrage of questions that are probably already coming. But, if you needed to get away from them for a little while...
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[ He knew what she was going to offer, and if he was honest... maybe he would, later, after he had time to recover from this for a little bit. ]
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[A pause.]
But in case it isn't. You are. I mean. You always are.
[She didn't mean to make that so awkward. So she clears her throat and goes on.]
Anyway, don't take it personally. Everyone's memories are flying around lately.
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That... doesn't quite make it better, but...
[ It's clear from his expression he appreciates the attempt at making him feel better. ]
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[She makes a vague gesture, searching for the right word.]
Not alone, maybe. You're not alone.
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I know I'm not alone.
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[There goes the whole pep talk she was getting ready to give.
Ariadne pulls herself up to her full height of five foot two and nods once.]
Good.