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✧ Third Rebellion ✧ [Action/Text] - Post Luceti University

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[Since things at house 46 calmed down somewhat back in mid-July, Leia has settled into an easy, relaxed schedule. Well, relaxed by her standards. There were few deviations and distractions. Until the recent events of the entire enclosure turning into what appeared to be an university. In a way, she found the changes comforting. A happy family. Friends. Activities to keep her busy. Han.

But there are things about it that leave her unsettled still. How easily her mind was manipulated, for one. She finally understands on some level what Luke tried to explain to Han and herself when they were at Pagoda. It's not quite the same, not by a long shot, but to be given an opportunity where she and Anakin could get along without the baggage of their lives back home is like poking an open wound that she has been trying to steadily ignore.

She's gotten a little better at controlling the turmoil that her emotions normally cause by shoving it to an empty corner of her mind and pressing forward with things, but Leia knows that they'll have to be dealt with sooner rather than later. She's just not ready right this second to jump up and do that. So, instead of spending hours at the library or exploring the outer buildings of the enclosure, she's looking at the empty houses and apartment buildings. The rest of her schedule, she follows faithfully over the weekend. Until Sunday evening, when she has a few written messages to send out to some people before going home.]

Text to Sokka -
It was nice to finally meet you face-to-face, Sokka. If you'd like, I wouldn't mind sparring with you from time to time now that we are back to normal.

Text to Han -
When I get home tonight for dinner, can we talk in private first?

Text to Syre -
I find that after speaking to you for a week that I would like to get to actually know you. Are you available to meet me tomorrow morning? Also, are you skilled with fencing? I'd like to actively train in a sword art.

Text to Ami, Helios and Lee -
For the next week, can we suspend the cooking lessons? I have something else I have in mind for those times.

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[She is okay with using her body in ways that feel almost natural. She's always been active, so this is just playing on that, in her mind. Meditation means she has to slow down and not do anything for periods of time, not think about things. That's a lot harder.

But she listens to his words, using them as the guide that they're meant to be instead of taking them as a reprimand. Calm... The thrum is fairly calm, steady, rational. She concentrates on that, letting it wash over her and move her hands as she adjusts her grip on the lightsaber's hilt. It's still a bit of a bulky weight, but the longer she holds it, the more she uses it to deflect the shots, the easier it becomes.

The addition of the second remote means she has to split her attention a bit, and, oddly enough, she finds it easier to deal with them. It's not perfect, though, and she still has to dodge a few more than she'd like. But the flash of the red light is nearly hypnotic as she moves.]

[Luke watches in silence, feeling her in the Force, nodding as she opens herself up to it more fully. Each time she blocks a shot, he takes a score, and each time she dodges he subtracts one. Ultimately, out of about thirty shots, she scores fifteen points. And it's that number he plans to use to motivate her.]

You've gotten about fifty percent. With two actual hits against you, I'd score that at about ten out of thirty. Not bad for your first go.

[She smiles as the remotes stop, breathing a little harder than she likes and realizing how heavy her arms feel now.]

That's not good enough, but I vaguely remember doing worse when my dad taught me how to use a blaster as a girl.

[She rolls her shoulders as she tries to shake them a bit.]

How often should I be practicing with this then?

It'll replace daily meditation for a while. It's another way to begin feeling the Force, a more practical application that'll soon become second nature to you. And it's how Obi-Wan taught me to start with.

[She nods. She actually likes the daily meditation. Even if she can't really get the connection to the Force as easily as using this lightsaber, she likes the time spent with Luke. It's quiet, peaceful, a chance for her to relax and not think about what she could be doing back home or what is going on with their current situation.

But, then again, she didn't think about those things when she was concentrating one the remotes either. And it's not as if she didn't manage to meditate while Luke was taking his fishing trip.]

You never told me how Obi-Wan Kenobi or Master Yoda trained you. I'm interested in hearing about more than just Dagobah's humidity.

[He can't really recall ever having told her about Dagobah, as he'd deliberately kept that part of his training quiet, but maybe she worked it out somehow? Either way, he shrugs.]

Well, honestly? It was stuff like this, and lots of physical training. Lots and lots of it. Also getting hit with a cane.

[He didn't tell her, but she and Han have been watching the movies Luke so graciously provided. It's been enlightening. Especially since Luke's remained so tight-lipped about anything having to do with training with the Force that isn't him giving her simple instruction. Before today.]

Getting hit with a cane. [She did see that.] Well, I hope I don't need that to further along my training.

We'll see. You are stubborn, after all.

[He nods to the weapon in her hand.]

How did it feel?

Should I find you a cane then?

[When he brings up the lightsaber, she looks at the dormant cylinder and is quite for a few minutes as she tries to describe what it was like to wield it.]

It didn't feel terrible, but... I get the feeling that I'm definitely not supposed to have this. Does that make sense?

I have one.

[After the mess with Bil, he'd needed it.]

And it does. It's not yours. A lightsaber is more in tune with the builder than anyone else.

So, they're built by the Jedi who uses them then? I didn't know that.

[But, then again, she hasn't had much chance to learn that little fact before now either.]

Who made this one? Anyone I know?

A Jedi builds their own lightsaber and infuses the crystal with the Force. They aren't mass-produced, no.

[He gives her an odd look, raising an eyebrow.]

Why don't you tell me? There's a connection there. Feel for it, and it'll click as well as it did with me.

That makes sense, considering not just anyone can use them.

[She returns the look before closing her eyes and concentrating on the weapon she still holds. That vague feeling of familiarity returns, but it's accompanied with memories she'd rather not relive. Instead of hearing the sounds and feeling the fear that always feel like they'll engulf her if she doesn't shut them down, the sight of the lightsaber hanging so easily at Vader's side comes to mind.

There's no anger, just a faint curiosity and a little bit of remorse. Of course Luke would do something like this. She's not even surprised. It might have been Han who reminded her that she was a Skywalker time and time again, but it was Luke who showed her what that meant.]

This is Vader's...

[Luke's lip curls slightly and he takes a step over, putting his hand on hers. That she'd worked it out was good, but there was more to the lesson than just that. Just figuring out that it was Vader's wasn't enough, because that would be letting her further distance herself from Anakin. Without Ruhk around, he was doing the best he could.]

It's our father's. Can you feel the hook there? The way it tugs at your mind? How it calls to you as someone bound by the Force to Anakin?

[She keeps her eyes closed, feeling for the connection to Anakin Skywalker through his weapon. Having Luke touch her at the same time helps more than he probably realizes. And after a few long, silent moments, she brushes against something that reminds her of the man she knew during the recent shift, not the Sith Lord.]

It's there, but it's faint. It's not like being around him. Our father isn't...I don't know the world...tainted?

No.

[Luke's voice is flat, blunt, and dismissive.]

Absolutely not. Anakin's fall was something orchestrated by Palpatine. But you know I managed to free him on Endor. I know you do. And the Anakin here? He's a good person. A hero, and a good man.

[His words strike harder than he probably meant for them to do so, making her remember how vehemently she'd rejected the Force Ghost of Anakin Skywalker so soon after his death.]

Yes, I know you freed him. And I remember the stories that I heard as a child about him.

[Bail Organa had made sure that she had some positive stories to hear while growing up. Of course, those had happened while Breha and his sisters were nowhere around.]

[They probably have the impact he'd predicted, given that she'd told him about that conversation years later. But that aside, he squeezes her hand.]

He gave us quite a legacy to live up to. [Gently, he huffs a laugh and shakes his head.]

The Son and Daughter of Vader.

[She can't help but smile at that. The words are so similar to something she once said.]

Yes, he did, didn't he? But, you know, Han corrected me once about being Vader's daughter. He said that I was a Skywalker, not a Sith.

[Her eyes track down to where her brother is still holding her hand a bit.]

I wasn't sure then 100% about that, but he's sometimes right.

You are, like it or not, the child of Vader. But that doesn't mean Sith. Vader never truly was either. He was always a Skywalker, at heart.

[He squeezes that hand and elbows her a bit.]

And Han's more right about a lot of things than you give him credit for.

I don't think I can escape the fact that I am Vader's daughter. Being able to wield this is proof enough, I think.

[No vemon, no anger. She's still a bit amused that Luke did it this way. It's the final piece to making her stop trying to deny that part of herself.]

Han's right a lot of the time. I admit that I couldn't find anything good about him at first. He was a scoundrel of the worst sort when we met.

But he grew on me. And when he's right, I can admit it. Now that we aren't fighting all of the time.

Now it's just a matter of figuring out what to do with that legacy here, honestly.

[He laughs faintly.]

It's good, y'know, to have someone like him. You've always needed someone to look after.

Is there anything we can do with it here? Back home, that's not really a problem. Sometimes, it's more of where do we start.

[She chuckles at his little joke.]

It works out for him too. He needs someone to look after him. It's a mutually beneficial relationship.

There's always good to be done. Projects within the community, for one. It's not as straightforward as fighting the Empire was in your time, but...it is equally necessary.

I'd like to be able to do more rebuilding than fighting, so I suppose that's a good thing. It's part of the reason that I opted to go to Pagoda when the call for volunteers came so soon after I arrived.

[She might do as much active fighting as she once did, but even the incessant meetings and plotting were getting to her. She'd almost forgotten what even a little bit of peace was like before she woke up in Luke's shower.]

Although, at this point, anything is better than just sitting around, feeling like something is going to happen again.

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