borntorebel | ✧ Fifth Rebellion ✧ Shift-ing Perceptions [Action/Video]

Action - Midmorning

[This new Luceti is, honestly, a much nicer cage than the one she remembers from before the time traveling experience, but it is still a cage. Growing up as the Crown Princess of Alderaan, Leia has known gilded cages a time or two.

And hated them.

Now that she is nearing twenty-five, her opinion has changed very little. Cages equate to a form of slavery in her mind. True, now that she's older, she's learned that one's role in life might not always be stuffy or confining. One's thought process going into the who thing does determine how it works out, after all.

But as she walks through the streets of this cage, it makes her thoughts turn back to other times. Times where she and Winter would run around the Royal Palace of Alderaan as little girls, visiting Neena, sneaking out of the palace complex to play with people her aunts would never have approved of. (Proof positive that she's always gone out of her way to associate with people of all kinds, no matter what.)

Her mind wanders a little, but her eyes still watch for any danger as she enters the forests of the enclosure. She is not, however, expecting to be caught up in one of the Natural Shifts that still take place. Instead of the woman many of the village will be used to seeing, there is a girl of ten, all long, brown hair, brown eyes and the largest scowl on her pretty face as she swims in the white dress and coat she'd been wearing before. The blaster she's had with her until now lies at her feet, ignored in the face of other issues.]

This isn't the school.

[Her voice is strong and severe, despite the high pitch and youth in it.]

I don't remember there being forests like this nearby. Hello? Is someone there? HELLO?

Video - Much Later

[Hello, Luceti, this is your tiny space princess and she is pissed.]

To those who've removed me from my school and home, know that your efforts are useless. My family will never give in to your demands and you will only be calling down the wrath of one of the Ancient Houses of Alderaan. We might be a planet of pacifists, but we will not cave to barbarism or petty kidnappers.

My suggestion is that you return me at once.

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[And down she does, as Luke starts off towards the library.]

You did ask for it, you know.

[He's not smug, no. Not this guy.]

[You are so lucky she's ten and you're a Jedi. That was scary and she's not happy at all to be so abused by a stranger.]

I didn't think you'd pick me up off of the ground.

[Her face is very close to the datapad, since she's picked it up from the floor.]

I've never heard of that being possible before. Can you move other things as well?

I can, yes.

[He gives her what he hopes is a reassuring look.]

It's something most Jedi can do. The Force gives us the power to help protect people.

[And tease bratty kid siblings.]

[So far, Luke, you're doing okay. She hasn't freaked out or tried to run from you, so....Small victories?]

My dad told me that you have to be born with special powers to be a Jedi, but...There aren't any more.

[You've proven your point. She's aware that she's less than regal, thanks ever so much.]

[He'll take that as a win for now.]

Well, there are some of us around. We mostly stay hidden, though. It's safer for us, because the Emperor thought we were at threat and had a lot of his men try and kill us.

[With her right now, that's about the best you're getting. She's already run away from two people.]

That...makes sense. The Emperor and his cronies are disgusting. The Republic was much better, I've heard.

The Republic had it's ups and downs, but there's no denying that Palpatine is infinitely worse.

[He's almost to the library now, sis...]

How old are you, now?

No form of government is going to be perfect. But giving people a choice is always better than terrorizing them.

[She's hiding in the back corner and not coming out for anyone. So...]

I am ten standard years old.

[So he heads into the library now.]

Ten? Well, you're awfully opinionated for a ten year old. It must come from your parents.

There's nothing wrong with having an opinion on matters, even at ten years old.

[From in person now, Luke replies.]

No, I didn't say anything about it being wrong, did I?

[Leia looks up at the sound of his voice so close, crushing the journal to her chest in an almost defensive manner. Not that it would help, considering his earlier display of power. But being a frightened child wouldn't serve her very well right now, would it?]

No, but you seemed to imply that I was incapable of having my own opinion on the matter of free will. It sounded like you meant that I was parroting my parents' opinions as my own.

I didn't mean to sound that way.

[Luke smiles at her faintly, sending her a warm, soothing sensation through the Force. It's a calming technique he uses on people quite often, just to make them more at ease.]

Are you injured at all, Leia?

[She looks up at him as she stands straight. He's not as tall as the first man she met, but he seems nice enough.]

No, Master Skywalker, I'm fine. Just...I'm a little hungry.

[And she could use some clothes that fit.]

[He nods to his...much...younger sister and offers a hand.]

Well, I'm happy to take you to the restaurant or the bakery. We can get you some better shoes, while we're at it. There's snow on the ground, so you'll need them.

[She takes his hand tentatively, wondering about something.]

I met a man earlier who said that the fact that I don't have credits is okay. Is that true?

[Because she'd really like some pants.]

That's completely true.

[He gives her a little look.]

Was that man's name Han Solo, by chance?

I...I didn't get his name.

[She barely let him talk to her before running off.]

Corellian accent?

[Surely she'd recognize that.]

Yes, he had an accent.

[Of course. Corellians weren't unheard of on Alderaan for visits.]

Is he a friend of yours?

He is. I know he might not look like it, but he's something of a rebel hero. He's been fighting the Empire as long as I can remember.

[She looks up at the Jedi, eyes narrowed at him in disbelief.]

He doesn't look like a hero. But, he must be if he's a friend to a Jedi.

Trust me, he is.

[A grade A hero...]

So, if you run into him again? Trust him too. He'd never hurt you, Leia.

Fine. I won't run away from him again then.

[Oh, didn't she mention that before?]

I will take your word, Master Skywalker.

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