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[desert-worm.livejournal.com]

Luke is sitting at the bar with a glass of firewhisky, which he hasn't had in quite some time. Although he's pretty sure there's no established protocol for what to do when your dead nephew from the future tells you that, in one version of your future, you go Dark, but "get a stiff drink and brood" seems like a step in the right direction.

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[95-tan.livejournal.com]

A small redhead peers at him in concern.

"Sir? You look unhappy. Is there something you need help with?"

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

A pair of hands appears on his shoulders, followed by a Valentine on the stool beside him. Her eyes are concerned. "Frell, love. I could feel you brood all the way across the bar. What's wrong?"

[redeemed-one.livejournal.com]

Anakin was on his way out the door to get the stiffness of sitting all day out, but he stops when he sees Luke.

"You look like I feel. Want to go out and work it out sparring?"