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placeholder callout post for 13-14 y/o ahsoka bc why not

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[Luke beams at that. Boy does he love it when people remind him his mom's a senator.]

Yeah- they seem to really like each other. [Thank the Force.] They're pretty much inseparable, here.

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Awww. Skyguy's a secret romantic! You wouldn't know it to look at him.

[She has a mischievous glimmer in her eye that says "I'm gonna tease him about this later."]

I guess I can give you a pass on calling me master. I shouldn't take credit for future-me's accomplishments.

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I sure didn't. He's just about impossible for me to read. If you can't figure out what he's thinking, nobody can.

[Luke laughs again.] Well, that's gracious of you. I mean, I didn't exactly call you 'master' before...

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Ugh! Tell me about it. Like the other day, we were fighting some seppies, and there were too many of them so I grabbed a detonator and threw it at them! You'd think he'd be pleased, right? But instead he got mad at me!

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[Those sure are a lot of words. Luckily, Luke catches the overall meaning.]

Why did he get angry, Ahsoka? [Did he choke you.]

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He was all, "You didn't think about the blast radius, Ahsoka!"

I had it under control. I would've been fine. He doesn't trust that I can handle myself!

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[Pause.]

...Would have been?

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He Force-yanked me backwards and I fell on my butt. It was really embarrassing!

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[Luke can't help but snicker.]

I think he was just worried. He loves you, so he gets worried.

[He's not sure his father has nearly the same concern for- no, don't get caught in childish envy. He's met his father; that's already more than he could ever ask.]

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[Somewhat petulant:] I know.

But can't he be worried and trust me at the same time? Besides, if I never make any mistakes, how am I going to learn?

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Is he really that overbearing?

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[Ahsoka makes a non-committal noise.]

It depends on the day.

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What does that mean?

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Most of the time he's over-protective.

But sometimes he lets me do things on my own.

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I'll be honest, I'm having a harder time picturing the first one, not the second one.

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He's not overprotective with you...?

[Ahsoka has more trouble imagining that. She giggles.]

... Maybe I beat it out of him.

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[ That gets a laugh. ] I think you tired him out. I never knew you at this age; I can just picture you running circles around him.

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[A grin.]

I try.

So, what's Skyguy doing in the future if he's not a Jedi? Mechanic? Pilot? I bet he's a pilot.

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[ Luke opens his mouth. ]

[ Closes it. ]

[ Opens it again. ]

Uh, pilot, yeah. On a spice freighter.

[ Someone didn't inherit either of his parent's skill for lying. ]

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... What? [Ahsoka scrunches her nose up.] That doesn't make any sense.

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[ Wait, Ben fed him an implausible lie? ] What? Why?

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Master Skywalker doesn't even like spice. He says it's got links to the slave trade, and the people who profit off it are criminals.

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[ Luke, child of the Outer Rim, shrugs. ] It's just spice. Without the profits and the trade, industry on the Rim would dry up, and water taxes would skyrocket. Not to mention the slave trade- that'd get even worse without the spice runs to bring business off planet.

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... Huh. I guess Master really mellows out in the future...

[Or, you know. The opposite.]

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That's... one way to describe it, I guess. [ Ha... ] Is there anything else you want to know-? Oh, or we could do some exercises, if you want. Fun ones, I promise.