( de chima ) [ your first glimpse of luke is probably through a small crowd of excited locals. he's not a tall man, but the all-black ensemble and the weird sort of gravity he seems to have is notable.. as is the pained expression he's making. it's been a very long day or two, and he really just wanted to get some information, go back to his assigned living space, and sleep for about a week straight. as it is, he's currently trying to fend off excited questions about his abilities and his lightsaber, pausing to let people take selfies, and making polite attempts to excuse himself. ]
( maurtia falls ) [ it's impossible not to sense the strangely-clad figure's self-righteous anger, so luke knows immediately when the situation goes south. --nearly before the first short plume of flame begins to take form, he's reaching for the force as he sprints toward the pair.
he skids between them and flings up a hand, and the flames hit an invisible wall, spreading out along it, contained in a space perhaps a foot all around the stranger. luke snatches him into the air, then--to the chorus of several startled, unhappy yelps--and keeps him there, dangling fifteen feet above the street as he squirms and curses.
when he's certain that the situation's contained for the moment, luke straightens, glancing toward the intended victim. his expression is apologetic as he offers a small, polite nod. ]
.. I apologize for butting in like that. I just.. thought it was maybe better safe than sorry in this situation.
( nonah ) [ luke's finally rested up enough to explore a little of what this world offers-- and a festival is a good option to get to know the culture and some of the locals. he's spent the day wandering between the booths, chatting with people and trying some of the wares.
when he notices someone next to him with some of the vodka, though, he has to pause to warn them: ] You really don't want that. [ look at this expression full of regret. ] I made the mistake already. It's like the swill some Corellians drink.
( wildcard ) [ what it says on the tin! encounter him anywhere, or lmk what you're interested in and i'll write up another prompt. ]
luke skywalker ( star wars )
[ your first glimpse of luke is probably through a small crowd of excited locals. he's not a tall man, but the all-black ensemble and the weird sort of gravity he seems to have is notable.. as is the pained expression he's making. it's been a very long day or two, and he really just wanted to get some information, go back to his assigned living space, and sleep for about a week straight. as it is, he's currently trying to fend off excited questions about his abilities and his lightsaber, pausing to let people take selfies, and making polite attempts to excuse himself. ]
( maurtia falls )
[ it's impossible not to sense the strangely-clad figure's self-righteous anger, so luke knows immediately when the situation goes south. --nearly before the first short plume of flame begins to take form, he's reaching for the force as he sprints toward the pair.
he skids between them and flings up a hand, and the flames hit an invisible wall, spreading out along it, contained in a space perhaps a foot all around the stranger. luke snatches him into the air, then--to the chorus of several startled, unhappy yelps--and keeps him there, dangling fifteen feet above the street as he squirms and curses.
when he's certain that the situation's contained for the moment, luke straightens, glancing toward the intended victim. his expression is apologetic as he offers a small, polite nod. ]
.. I apologize for butting in like that. I just.. thought it was maybe better safe than sorry in this situation.
( nonah )
[ luke's finally rested up enough to explore a little of what this world offers-- and a festival is a good option to get to know the culture and some of the locals. he's spent the day wandering between the booths, chatting with people and trying some of the wares.
when he notices someone next to him with some of the vodka, though, he has to pause to warn them: ] You really don't want that. [ look at this expression full of regret. ] I made the mistake already. It's like the swill some Corellians drink.
( wildcard )
[ what it says on the tin! encounter him anywhere, or lmk what you're interested in and i'll write up another prompt. ]