text | un:thewrench

[in_theworks]

Hello? Hello, is this thing on?

Huh, cool.

Anyway, uh. Hi, I'm Wrench, and this newbie has two questions. One, is there anything the Wicked Witch of the West might not have shared that might be important? [he means Karsa] And two, what's to stop a guy from using this piazza thing to share a few dozen dick jokes with the entire city?

[he probably won't actually do that. maybe. maybe not. someone please talk him out of it]

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[chosenfordarkness]

oh, sorry.

Anakin Skywalker, good to meet you.

[in_theworks]

Okay, now you're just fucking with me.

[please tell him Star Wars is real. please tell him Star Wars is real]

[chosenfordarkness]

..No?

What reason would I have?

I don't even know you.

[in_theworks]

There's no way you're THE Anakin Skywalker, though.

[chosenfordarkness]

You're familiar with me?

Can't say I remember meeting anybody named Wrench.

[in_theworks]

A LONG TIME AGO IN A GALAXY FAR, FAR AWAY.

Dude, you're a legend.

But okay

Okay

Prove it.

[chosenfordarkness]

You're not making any fucking sense.


...I think 'legend' is an over-exaggeration. War hero, maybe. The holonet seems to think so, anyway.

I don't know how you expect me to prove that I'm me over this thing.

[in_theworks]

Whew, sorry. Nerdgasm.

Um. IDK.

There's a voice thing on this, isn't there?

Say something.

Say something COOL.

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[chosenfordarkness]

[ There are a few seconds of silence before he says two words, dripping with sarcasm. ]

Something cool.

[in_theworks]

Oh, hoooooooly shit! You're maybe actually Anakin fucking Skywalker!

[ ... ]

Anakin Skywalker traded dick jokes with me! Best day ever!

[can you feel his glee through the Force, Anakin? can you?]

[chosenfordarkness]

..Uh. Glad to be of service?

[ He can. He can and he hates that he can. ]

[in_theworks]

Ohhh, my God! [where's Marcus when you need him??] This is better than, like, meeting Devon von Devon! [who is the protagonist from the Cyberdriver series, back home. who, obviously, he has not met in real life, seeing as how he's fictional, but Anakin was, too, until about ten minutes ago but if he's real then -- ]

Okay. Okay.

[hold on, he's going to take a minute to try and find his chill, so he doesn't end up hyperventilating]

Whew!

Uh, anyway, Mister Skywalker, sir ...

[chosenfordarkness]

I have no idea who that is.

[ He waits for Wrench to have his moment and the steadying breaths he takes afterward. Even though it can't be seen, he raises an eyebrow, absolutely bewildered. ]

You good, now? ..Anakin. Please.

[ Mister Skywalker sounds way too formal and it makes him squirm. ]

[in_theworks]

Another one of my heroes. [a beat] Don't worry about it.

But yeah, I think I'm good.

[at least for a few minutes, until it occurs to him that Anakin also becomes Darth fucking Vader]

[chosenfordarkness]

I really hope you're not including me in that, because honestly, that's a poor decision.

[ And he doesn't even know the half of it. ]

[in_theworks]

Sorry, man. You're absolutely on the list.

... oh, my God. [the mania's flowing back in] Do you have your lightsaber here? Can I see it?

[chosenfordarkness]

Yeah, no pressure or anything.

[ Oh my god, don't look up to him, then he's going to have to try and start being a role model or something. That's a lot! ]

I've got it with me. [ Because Obi-Wan would kill him if he'd lost yet another saber. ]

[in_theworks]

[just be you, dude -- and maybe don't go dark side, okay?]

Oh, my God. Please.

[can he see it? huh? huh?]

[chosenfordarkness]

[ Absolutely no promises. ]

I guess you can see it.

[in_theworks]

Yessss!

Where are you? I'm on my way. I'll be there in, like, five minutes!

[chosenfordarkness]

Looking around one of the merchant squares.

[ He'll at least be decent and attach his location and... mostly stay in that spot until he gets there? ]

voice ► ► action

[in_theworks]

Five minutes!

[and -- well, it takes him a little longer than five minutes to get to where the merchants have set up, if only because he has no idea where he's going. to his credit, though, he obviously hauled ass to get here, if the fact that he has to pause when he reaches Anakin, tipping up just enough of the mask to expose his mouth, to try and catch his breath, is any indication]

[it's a brief thing, though. he's quick to replace the mask, even if he hasn't quite caught his breath] Oh, hey, man. [the faceplate flashes a merry (^_^)) to punctuate the greeting]

[chosenfordarkness]

[ What kind of galaxy does this guy live in that five minutes takes this long? Either way, Anakin isn't paying attention to the time, watching everyone interact in the market. It's so familiar and yet so different, but if he's going to blend in with them, he'll need to adapt quickly and figure out how all of this is done. ..Especially since his specialty in this place is apparently as a vendor. Thank the gods he wants to get rid of all the sand in the first place, which makes him motivated.

He looks up at Wrench when he gets near and stands up to greet him. ]

Hey. Nice mask.

[in_theworks]

Thanks. [while the face on the mask remains the same, (^_^), it blinks, making it seem deliberate. he's still smiling but now it's because of the compliment on the mask] I built it myself.

[a beat]

But anyway, uh.

[lightsaber??]

[chosenfordarkness]

Huh. Pretty impressive for making it yourself. Have much experience with it?

[ Well, he did promise, right? Making sure they're not too close to anyone else, Anakin unclips his lightsaber from his belt and ignites it. His brows raise and he looks at Wrench expectantly. ]

So.. this prove what you wanted it to?