The Dark Side and the Light

The time since Rey has left Jakku has been marked mostly by discomfort. Of course, Jakku had not been particularly kind to her -- or anyone, for that matter -- but it was, at least, familiar. She had established a routine that could be relied upon. Up until her last days there, when Unkar Plutt had begun manipulating the market and robbing her of food, her only uncertainty lay in when her family would realize their mistake and return to fetch her.                                       Because, surely, they would return. Every so often, fear creeps into her chest and grips her heart in its iron claws as she wonders whether her parents had gone to Jakku in her absence, wondering where she had gone, if she had missed her only chance to reunite with the parents that she has never known. It is highly unlikely, but longstanding hopes are hard to kill. That very fear increases her distrust of the people here as she convinces herself that she is an inconvenience and is better off returning to a desert that she never should have left. Even in the face of a woman whose expression seems kind, she automatically backpedals, searching for an easy exit.                        “Sorry, I, uh, I should go.”

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The heavy toe of Ben’s boot disrupts a pile of sand -- sending it arcing over the ‘path’ in front of him. He does not much care for this planet. In truth, he does not much care for anything, but that is, of course, the galaxy’s fault and not his own. The very idea that his mindset might be the problem has never once been considered, despite his uncle’s stubborn insistence upon bringing it up at every possible opportunity. Ben has no doubt that this very trip has been designed as a twisted sort of punishment. Luke is on an entirely different plane insofar as thought and philosophy are concerned, and they tend to clash more often than not.  He resents his parents for sending him to Luke. He surely could master the Force on his own much more quickly than he is currently. Luke’s pace is entirely without haste or priority -- heavily featuring exercises rather than anything challenging.                 Ben has not even been allowed to carry a saber on this trip.                                                       Disgusting, really.                                                                                He’s not a child anymore. A rock comes tumbling past his foot, kicked by someone who must, no doubt, be following him and he turns on his heel, brown robes billowing, hand on his blaster as he tugs it from his belt with dangerous haste, only to find himself facing a man who’s even older than his dreaded uncle ...                         ... and foolishly unarmed, at that.             “Whatever it is that you’re selling, I don’t care.” Almost every scavenger on this planet seems to be pushing something. Ben has no patience for any of it.                                      Low and dirty outer-planet scum. 

         “There has been an                            AWAKENING.                                      Have you felt it?