I feel like I can take on the whole Empire myself!

[taggingwomprats]

 Date: Various; post-zombie
Location: Various
Characters: Luke Skywalker, open.
Summary: Being a fairly friendly guy and preparing for the mini-rebellion. 
Warnings: NAIVE IDEALISM

A. Corridors between the Ag-Wing and Housing

[The first thing he'd done after the zombie attack was catch up on sleep. The second was to get back out on the job. The weapons fire hadn't exactly been kind to the hallways or to some of the systems, so someone had to jury-rig them back into something resembling order. The cleaning was the easy part - making sure the knocked out lights and holes in the wall were patched up was more difficult. After all, it wasn't like they had a giant surplus of spare parts lying around. 

Good thing he's used to working less. 

He can be found trying to weld a ragged patch over some bullet holes. He might also have a bit too much wiring and spare odds and ends in his toolbox than is strictly necessary for the job's he's doing.] 

B. The Observatory


[Even Luke needs a break sometimes. He finds a spot in the observatory where he can watch the stars and settles in to relax for a bit. After a few moments, he pulls a small, model-sized X-Wing out of his pocket and uses his hand to take it through a few random maneuvers before he gives a little snort, a shake of his head and stuffs it back in his pocket. He has a lot to think about. Especially considering what he's about to do. Mostly to himself, but half to anyone in the room, he speaks up.]

None of those stars look familiar. It's strange....

Comments

[irritating]

Yeah, that!

[ She looks friendly enough, disrespect for privacy and personal space aside. Trinkets tend to intrigue her, so she smiles and leans in a bit closer to inspect it, going so far as to give it a poke. ]

What does it do?

[taggingwomprats]

[Luke doesn't mind. Too much. He holds it out for her to examine, shoulders lifting in a shrug.]

If it were real and full-size, I could fly it. But... I don't know. It's just a model. Throw it at people, I guess.

[irritating]

So it's a ship? [ Funny, it didn't look like a ship. Although well, maybe it did sort of resemble the designs people were coming up with for one-man flying vehicles in her world. ] Huh, weird.

Looks pointy though, bet you could get that fucker stuck in someone's fuckin' eyeball if you aimed it just right.

[taggingwomprats]

It's a fighter, actually. Hyperspace capable - well, the real one is, anyway.

[Her comment makes him suppress a snort of laughter.]

That seems about what it's good for right now. I'm not sure why I'm hanging onto it.

[irritating]

A - what?

[ Fighter she can maybe understand but woah buddy slow down with your spacetalk there. ]

Well you never know when you might need to stab someone's eye out!

[taggingwomprats]

A fighter. It's got laser cannons and a torpedo launcher - a warship, basically.

[He's still not used to the idea that no one here has ever even heard of a hyperdrive.]

And... a hyperdrive lets you hit lightspeed. It's for interstellar travel.

[No comment on stabbing things.]

[irritating]

[ She just sort of. Stares blankly for a minute. ]

Uh... huh. [ Yep no most of that flew right over her head. ] So it - okay, tiny warship, whatever. Likin' the sound of the weaponry on that thing though, bet it's a little powerhouse, yeah?

[taggingwomprats]

[Luke laughs.]

It's a good fighter, if that's what you mean. The one I fly back home has saved me more than once.

[He cocks his head to one side curiously.]

You don't have space travel where you're from?

[He's finding that he's the exception rather than the norm.]

[irritating]

Nope! Kinda thinkin' we're a while away from space travel, most are still just gettin' the hang of skyships. Think they're makin' some progress nowadays but there still ain't a skyship out there that compares to the Nimirum, even with her crash landing which only fuckin' happened 'cause Cap'n was plastered again.

[ There's a sigh as she remembers her old ship, but besides that she seems pretty okay. ] I'm guessin' space travel for you is old hat, yeah?

[taggingwomprats]

Sounds like the Nimrum has had an eventful career.

[Luke bites at his lip in thought and then tosses in a shrug for good measure.]

Pretty much - most of the galaxy's been explored, where I'm from.

[irritating]

Best in class! She was home too, for me n' the rest of her crew, so it kinda sucks she crashed herself outta commission. But well, I dunno I guess shit just kinda happens sometimes.

[ What little she knows about space comes a lot from Offworlders, so that comment gets a head tilt out of her. ] Thought space was never endin', how d'you know most of it's been explored or not?

[taggingwomprats]

That's ships for you.

[They tend to be fickle sometimes. Her question makes him smile, though.]

Well, space is, but galaxies only have so many star systems in them.

[irritating]

There's a difference? [ Well that's new. ] Huh. So space is the everything, and the rest is just parts of it?

[taggingwomprats]

Uh, sort of? I'm not an astrophysicist, but that's basically how it works.

I think.

[irritating]

Huh. [ She's quiet for a moment as she thinks, but soon enough she's shrugging and continuing on with her chattering. ]

Y'know, had you futuristic offworlders made it outta the cursed isle in my world and talked to the scientists and shit, then I mighta knew that already. Kinda weird how this... multiple world crap works.

[taggingwomprats]

You can say that again. I'm used to star systems. Alternate dimensions or universes? Not so much.

[He pauses for a moment and then nods.]

I'm Luke, by the way.

[irritating]

Apollo, pleasure to meet me I'm sure. [ She smiles at him, seemingly entertained by her own silliness. ]

Kinda doesn't sound like you're from Earth either - d'you know if it's even a part of your galaxy system thing?

[taggingwomprats]

[Luke's certainly entertained. She's a bit of a chatterbox, but it's kind of nice to have someone to talk to right now.]

As far as I know, it doesn't. But I haven't been everywhere in the galaxy, so it's possible that it's out there somewhere. And I'm definitely not from Earth - I grew up on Tatooine.

[irritating]

Never heard of it! Guess that's not surprisin' though.

Earth to me was always some stupid made up shit my senile ol' Grampa ranted and raved on about all the time, so yeah, kinda never thought me n' my sister would turn out to be the dumbasses when it came to all that shit.

[taggingwomprats]

What do you mean?

[Luke cocks his head curiously.]

You're not from Earth either?

[irritating]

Nope, place I'm from is called Ce Monde. Which I dunno I guess might be in your galaxy but eh, probably not. [ She shrugs, not looking particularly concerned either way. ]

Apparently I got an Earth mythos name though! So did my twin, her name was Artemis which means somethin' to Earthy folk too. Moon goddess I think, with Apollo bein' the sun god or whatever.

[taggingwomprats]

Ce Monde...

[Luke searches his memory for a moment, eyes narrowed in concentration.]

I don't think I've heard of it, so maybe not.

[Luke makes a 'huh' noise at her explanation.]

Maybe you're descendants of people from Earth or something. An old colony or something.

[irritating]

[ It isn't something that she's ever thought of before, although she does seem to be taking it into consideration now. ]

Well if we are then we're way more fuckin' colourful, 'cause as far as I know Earth is mostly humans with no magic, ain't it? Lots of science junk, but none of this flat out magic spell stuff y'see from the offworlders.

[taggingwomprats]

Maybe you developed it after you got... where ever it is you live. Or maybe the humans on Earth just don't know about it.