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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. ]
video; un: darth imperius
UN: JustLuke
[ Luke paused, glancing at the display, looking like he just didn't have the energy to get into it. But there was a person of a species he didn't recognize, with the clearly recognizable title of "Darth" in his username. Apparently subtle wasn't in a lot of Sith vocabularies. ]
You're... another Sith Lord from the far past?
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[ Between Nox and Maul, Luke had long figured out that not all Sith followed Palpatine's way of thinking. He had resolved to be polite to all incoming Sith first, and adjust accordingly depending on their response. ]
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The man in the mask, your father... were you right about him?
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[ He let out a breath, shaking his head slightly. ]
That might have... come off badly. Things are different at my point in time.
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In my time, some Sith had morals and standards. Some had goodness within them.
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The more I hear of other Sith, the more I realize how extreme the Emperor was.
[ The fact that past Sith would probably have hated Emperor Palpatine was oddly cathartic in a way. ]
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This has happened before?
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It took hurling down a reactor shaft to destroy him, and even with that, I feel...
[ He paused, shaking his head. There was no way he could have survived that... right? ]