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sith_happened) wrote2006-10-29 06:29 pm
sith_happened) wrote2006-10-29 06:29 pm
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Vader's room [very, very late Sunday night, NFB]
“Yes, my Master,” Vader said, continuing to kneel as the projected image of the Emperor faded away.
After a moment, he stood up and stalked over to his meditation pod. The Emperor was not pleased about the perceived lack of progress regarding Skywalker. It was time to take more…direct action.
Vader sat down and reached into the Force, sifting through the possible futures. He needed something dark, unhappy. And most of all, it needed to be something that was going to happen.
He finally found an event he could use. If it resonated just a little too closely with his own life…well, the additional pain that would add to the vision would only increase the realism for Skywalker. The boy’s mind had seemed unusually open for a Jedi in training. Obi-Wan must not have taught him about blocking his thoughts from outside influences.
That oversight would cost him dearly.
Vader concentrated back on the beings of Fandom—focusing on the present rather than the nebulous future—and the locations of the residents of the island were soon arranged in his mind like pieces of a chessboard. He paid most of them no more attention than he would blocks of wood.
As always, he could point to the location of the four he considered to be most important without even thinking about it, but for an operation like what he was about to do, he wanted Skywalker to be alone. Or at least in his room.
He reached out—a feather-light mental touch on the boy’s brain—and waited to see if there was a reaction.
[OOC: Locked to Luke. Vision with the permission of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
whitedeathpod.]
After a moment, he stood up and stalked over to his meditation pod. The Emperor was not pleased about the perceived lack of progress regarding Skywalker. It was time to take more…direct action.
Vader sat down and reached into the Force, sifting through the possible futures. He needed something dark, unhappy. And most of all, it needed to be something that was going to happen.
He finally found an event he could use. If it resonated just a little too closely with his own life…well, the additional pain that would add to the vision would only increase the realism for Skywalker. The boy’s mind had seemed unusually open for a Jedi in training. Obi-Wan must not have taught him about blocking his thoughts from outside influences.
That oversight would cost him dearly.
Vader concentrated back on the beings of Fandom—focusing on the present rather than the nebulous future—and the locations of the residents of the island were soon arranged in his mind like pieces of a chessboard. He paid most of them no more attention than he would blocks of wood.
As always, he could point to the location of the four he considered to be most important without even thinking about it, but for an operation like what he was about to do, he wanted Skywalker to be alone. Or at least in his room.
He reached out—a feather-light mental touch on the boy’s brain—and waited to see if there was a reaction.
[OOC: Locked to Luke. Vision with the permission of
whitedeathpod.]
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And Luke knew that she wasn’t going to wake up ever again. The loss and helplessness he felt were almost overwhelming as he clawed his way awake and sat up with a gasp on his bed. He stared out into the darkness for a long time, trying to get his heart to stop racing.
“What the hell was that?” he whispered.
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There was no place for guilt in his work for the Emperor.
And he’d repeat that to himself as often as necessary until he believed it.