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There was an instant sort of eye roll behind the glasses perched on his nose as he shifted his fingers against the rim of his glass. Unexpected, or uninvited visits tended not to fair well for him, and thus he was already annoyed by her very appearance even before he laid eyes on her. He leaned forwards and set the glass aside before he turned his head and looked to the woman before him. As he dropped his foot from the table in front of him and proceeded to lean forwards he arched a brow at the woman, “Dare I even ask why you’re here?” he grunted quickly unable to help himself as he proceeded to lean his head forwards just enough that yellow eyes proceeded to peer above the frame and towards her.

It wasn’t as if he had to hide what he was around this one, she knew. But what made him most curious was why she was even here to begin with. What might she be seeking, or hoping for that would involve him. He was busy drinking a few sorrows away and he had hoped not to be interrupted while at it. “Because it better be good, I was havin’ a good time, till you showed up.” He added in as he let himself fall back into his chair full and easy as he wagged his fingers a bit.

@etoilebleu the re-write of their meeting thread

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐉𝐄𝐃𝐈 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐂, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐉𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋, 𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖, 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐂'𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃. Being one of the many saviors of the galaxy had its perks, but it also had its downsides, and since he had been the one to "kill" the Emperor - truly, Darth Vader did, but Luke was going to milk this as much as he could, as he was the only one to leave the room - he was the one that Leia approached. Being the last Jedi of a mostly-dead order... meant taking chances when opportunities presented themselves. And it wasn't as if Luke had been seeing anyone to prevent such a union.

"Come on, Luke, it's in the best interest of everyone."

It hadn't taken much convincing for the Jedi. He knew it was in the best interest for everyone that Eris and him be married, that Inuja's powerful Force Nexus was protected by the very last Jedi who was desperate to build his order.

After all, the Force was pulsing within him, drawing him to Inuja, a low, dense hum that felt more akin to a moth being drawn to a bonfire, and he knew that it was wise to go to the planet and meet this royal.

Eris. Her name bespoke of a kind heart. Her deeds, too, of how she had done all she could for the children and all people of the planet -

And as he climbs out of his X-Wing, covered head to toe in his orange pilot's gear, he realizes that her name speaks also of an absolutely kind face, one that makes the stars burning around the planet pale in comparison to her through beauty alone. Eris Winslow. An angel. One he was meant to wed.

Luke's mouth waters as he finally reaches the bottom of the ladder of his beloved X-Wing, and Artoo is removed from the starship with a few purrs and hisses from the docking bay's crane. Blue eyes look sheepishly from the light grey flooring, dancing everywhere but her countenance. He takes off his helmet and pops it under his arm.

The Force pulses dizzyingly around him, but especially around her. He feels like he's being plucked from his body and thrown elsewhere, like gravity has stopped working, like he's standing on Endor celebrating with everyone in the Rebellion after the Empire's defeat. He's where he is meant to be.

When he finally looks to Eris, Skywalker offers a smile: one that betrays his intentions, that he finds her beautiful, a star bound in human flesh.

"Greetings," he says, "I am Luke Skywalker, Grand Master of the New Jedi Order. General - Chancellor, pardon me, getting used to the shift with the New Republic - Leia Organa sent me here. It is lovely to meet you."

The Jedi bows before her, takes her hand in his, and presses his lips to her knuckles, all while ignoring how his heart pounds inside his chest.

@etoilebleu

𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌: 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒'𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄. He isn't in love, or that's what he tells himself as he sees the elegant gown she's wearing gracing her form, making her look like a bird in flight. Red tints his cheeks, and the newly-crowned king swallows down a lump of something he won't name - not yet, not yet - and approaches.

"Eris," he whispers, "are you well? I was worried when I heard you left dinner."

Luke's prosthetic hand brushes against her upper arm, a chaste gesture, and he leans in close, almost pulling her into a hug. He doesn't know if it'll be welcome, so he stands there, half cradling her, half pulling away.

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@rcvanchist / @jedibattlemaster

arc, your grasp of revan has been something that has consistently brought me back to writing luke, and i found my way back to drakic because of you. you have such wonderful ideas, are always ready to throw something my way, and you are fine to deal with any shenanigans i bring up. i am so grateful to know you, my friend, and write + game with you as i do.

@etoilebleu

cass, your whole planet of inuja is so inspiring. eris & inuja? oh. my. force. so wrow. it is a blessing to write luke against you for all these years. i legitmately enjoy all our characters get up to - no matter how feral or tame.

@therapardalis

i love thera so much and need to see her on the dash. your creativity, omg. i enjoy reading your work, and the fact you write in the historical rpc while also maintaining so many wonderful verses is incredible. my highlander buddy - am so blessed to write against you.