[That non-answer doesn't really do anything to make Hobbie feel better but either way, he falls into step beside Luke easily enough.]
It's not so bad. Beats holing up on Force-forsaken planets and relying on Wedge's cooking. [That attempt at roasted Tauntaun on Hoth was, after all, memorably horrific.] And there's something to be said for teaching the younger generation... [Which is funny when you consider that neither of them are out of their twenties yet.] ...but I miss being with the Rogues.
Oh man, you should totally try it. I sent my household to college one time and it was a riot. They're also paired up with each other and a lot of screwing happens lol.
Are you on plurk? I used to post about my household's shenanigans with screenshots and everything but my timeline is locked.
[Luke snorts a tiny laugh at the jab at Wedge's cooking. He nods in understanding.] I know what you mean.
[Honestly, Luke is a bit relieved that Hobbie isn't gushing about what a great life this is... not that he was expecting that; Hobbie really isn't the type to gush. In fact, if he'd done that Luke might have been a little worried.
But knowing that Luke wouldn't be offering an alternative that Hobbie might feel obligated to take when he's already in a situation he'd miss makes him feel a bit better about all this. Not great, just better.]
I've been doing a lot of research lately, looking through the family histories of Jedi from the last few generations to see if any of them have living descendants. I found a Jedi who died about a hundred years ago. She didn't have any children of her own but she had two nephews. [Luke takes a small breath and tries to keep his voice even, objective.] Their family name was Klivian.
[It's true, if Hobbie had gushed, Luke probably should have been checking to make sure he wasn't talking to an imposter.
And he's definitely not gushing now. He was, in fact, taking a long moment to make sure he was parsing what Luke told him correctly and compare it to the reason Luke said he was here in the first place.
Once he's mentally triple-checked that he really did hear Luke suggest he might have Jedi blood or whatever, Hobbie barks a short, sardonic laugh.]
[Denial and even amusement; Luke had seen that reaction coming a mile away. He's not surprised, though he's saving the pep talks for later.]
I'm a little embarrassed that I didn't notice it earlier. Once you've learned to quiet your own mind and trust what the Force tells you, there's a certain feeling you get when you're around others with Force abilities. It's like seeing a bright light but with your mind instead of your eyes.
[Luke glances at Hobbie as if to confirm the bright light theory.] There's no mistake.
Luke, I appreciate the vote of confidence, but you've got to be wrong on this one. There aren't any Jedi in my family. [Even if Klivian wasn't that common of a name. Even if most people stopped telling stories of any Jedi in the family line when the Emperor started hunting them down or before that when the Jedi began to fall out of favor during the Clone Wars.]
Besides, you think I'd have as much metal in my body if I were...[he waves a hand in Luke's direction]...like you?
[Nevermind that Luke's got a prosthetic of his own. He's got nothing on Hobbie. At least the synthflesh meant most people didn't realize the extent of the damage.]
[The arguments are to be expected. Luke replies calmly and patiently.]
My father was missing almost the exact same limbs you are and yet he was one of the most powerful Force users in the galaxy. I don't imagine you'd want to be compared to him but all I'm saying is that you shouldn't use that as a gauge for your abilities.
And not everyone with Force abilities becomes a Jedi. In fact, most never do. Some live their entire lives never knowing about their powers. That Jedi I found with your name was probably the last one in your lineage.
Besides, [he allows himself a little smirk] ever wonder why you're so good at sabacc, a game of chance?
[No, Hobbie isn't overly inclined to feeling particularly honored by the comparison, even if he realizes that Luke's perspective on his father is rather different from just about every other person in the galaxy. So he can't quite keep the slight twist of distaste off his lips at that, sorry Luke.]
I just thought it was all charm and good luck. [He says, dryly.]
[Dry humor and sarcasm are to be expected around Hobbie but Luke is a little concerned that he doesn't seem to be taking this seriously. He stops walking and turns to face him, keeping his expression and mannerisms firm but calm.]
While it's true that you wouldn't be as strong as you could have been due to the high percentage of your natural body that you're missing, you're still plenty strong enough to become a fully-fledged Jedi if you wanted to.
Now, I don't want you to feel obligated to make a decision one way or another or to even consider a decision at this point. I only want you to understand and accept that this is real, what I'm telling you is true... and I would recommend taking some time to come to terms with that.
[Hobbie sighs and scrubs a hand through his hair.] Okay, Luke, let's say I believe you... [Luke doesn't lie, after all, and if this isn't a joke, then there has to be some truth to it.] ...I'm still not sure why you'd want me.
And that's not some false modesty thing. I meant it when I said I'm not like you. You're a far better man than I could ever hope to be.
[He is, after all, in the business of killing people, if you think about it.]
[This new avenue makes Luke furrow his brows and tilt his head in confusion. He honest to goodness has no idea where Hobbie is getting this from. He's never mentioned such a thing before and Luke is a bit gobsmacked. In fact, he's almost upset that Hobbie thinks that about himself.]
[Luke's features smooth over a bit but he doesn't look satisfied by that answer, just embarrassed.] Here I was hoping you'd mention some horrible thing you did once and I'd smooth it over with a pep talk.
[He sighs softly and decides to try a new angle.] Hobbie, you and I are both in situations where we often have to make the hard decisions. We have to take care of the dirty work that no one else wants. We protect people, and sometimes that requires doing things that might make us murderers or criminals in the eyes of those who are ignorant to the way things work behind the scenes.
We had to do things like that for the rebellion and I can promise you that being a Jedi doesn't make that all better. In fact, I've found that it gets worse. If you truly believe I'm a better person we'll have to compare headcounts sometime.
We do those things so that other people can live in peace and ignorant bliss if they so choose.
[He smirks softly.] So forgive me if I still have no idea what you're talking about.
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It's not so bad. Beats holing up on Force-forsaken planets and relying on Wedge's cooking. [That attempt at roasted Tauntaun on Hoth was, after all, memorably horrific.] And there's something to be said for teaching the younger generation... [Which is funny when you consider that neither of them are out of their twenties yet.] ...but I miss being with the Rogues.
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Well....this is awkward.
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HANGAR 3.
THREE X-WINGS.
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Hobbie too.
you know I'd be into all of that
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No seriously.
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I should show you my Sims 3 Rogue Squadron household sometime... >_>
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Are you on plurk? I used to post about my household's shenanigans with screenshots and everything but my timeline is locked.
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[Honestly, Luke is a bit relieved that Hobbie isn't gushing about what a great life this is... not that he was expecting that; Hobbie really isn't the type to gush. In fact, if he'd done that Luke might have been a little worried.
But knowing that Luke wouldn't be offering an alternative that Hobbie might feel obligated to take when he's already in a situation he'd miss makes him feel a bit better about all this. Not great, just better.]
I've been doing a lot of research lately, looking through the family histories of Jedi from the last few generations to see if any of them have living descendants. I found a Jedi who died about a hundred years ago. She didn't have any children of her own but she had two nephews. [Luke takes a small breath and tries to keep his voice even, objective.] Their family name was Klivian.
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And he's definitely not gushing now. He was, in fact, taking a long moment to make sure he was parsing what Luke told him correctly and compare it to the reason Luke said he was here in the first place.
Once he's mentally triple-checked that he really did hear Luke suggest he might have Jedi blood or whatever, Hobbie barks a short, sardonic laugh.]
You're joking, right? I'm no Jedi material.
[Janson must have put him up to it...]
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I'm a little embarrassed that I didn't notice it earlier. Once you've learned to quiet your own mind and trust what the Force tells you, there's a certain feeling you get when you're around others with Force abilities. It's like seeing a bright light but with your mind instead of your eyes.
[Luke glances at Hobbie as if to confirm the bright light theory.] There's no mistake.
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Besides, you think I'd have as much metal in my body if I were...[he waves a hand in Luke's direction]...like you?
[Nevermind that Luke's got a prosthetic of his own. He's got nothing on Hobbie. At least the synthflesh meant most people didn't realize the extent of the damage.]
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My father was missing almost the exact same limbs you are and yet he was one of the most powerful Force users in the galaxy. I don't imagine you'd want to be compared to him but all I'm saying is that you shouldn't use that as a gauge for your abilities.
And not everyone with Force abilities becomes a Jedi. In fact, most never do. Some live their entire lives never knowing about their powers. That Jedi I found with your name was probably the last one in your lineage.
Besides, [he allows himself a little smirk] ever wonder why you're so good at sabacc, a game of chance?
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I just thought it was all charm and good luck. [He says, dryly.]
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While it's true that you wouldn't be as strong as you could have been due to the high percentage of your natural body that you're missing, you're still plenty strong enough to become a fully-fledged Jedi if you wanted to.
Now, I don't want you to feel obligated to make a decision one way or another or to even consider a decision at this point. I only want you to understand and accept that this is real, what I'm telling you is true... and I would recommend taking some time to come to terms with that.
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And that's not some false modesty thing. I meant it when I said I'm not like you. You're a far better man than I could ever hope to be.
[He is, after all, in the business of killing people, if you think about it.]
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What in the galaxy ever gave you that idea?
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[He sighs softly and decides to try a new angle.] Hobbie, you and I are both in situations where we often have to make the hard decisions. We have to take care of the dirty work that no one else wants. We protect people, and sometimes that requires doing things that might make us murderers or criminals in the eyes of those who are ignorant to the way things work behind the scenes.
We had to do things like that for the rebellion and I can promise you that being a Jedi doesn't make that all better. In fact, I've found that it gets worse. If you truly believe I'm a better person we'll have to compare headcounts sometime.
We do those things so that other people can live in peace and ignorant bliss if they so choose.
[He smirks softly.] So forgive me if I still have no idea what you're talking about.
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