The Park, Thursday Afternoon
Aug. 14th, 2025 09:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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Yeah. So. Talking to someone about the whole Jedi-rebuilding thing. Great idea. Good way to actually be helpful. It was fine! Fine.
Jack had even curated a whole thrash metal playlist for the morning and the walk here just to get him into the right fine mindset, but of course someone's musical tastes had completely ruined his algorithm. By the time he was actually walking to the park - early, way too early - the playlist had finished and he had Tim McIlrath sing-yelling Are we not good enough? Are we not brave enough? Is the violence in our nature just the image of our maker? in his ears.
He sat down on the bench. Set his lightsabers down beside him, and then - after a moment - reached up to take out the earbud. "We're not stories, we're not actors, we're awake and in control," he mumbled to himself. And then a few more times, for good measure.
Okay? Okay.
Time to wait for Rey.
[[ expecting one, but open! ]]
Jack had even curated a whole thrash metal playlist for the morning and the walk here just to get him into the right fine mindset, but of course someone's musical tastes had completely ruined his algorithm. By the time he was actually walking to the park - early, way too early - the playlist had finished and he had Tim McIlrath sing-yelling Are we not good enough? Are we not brave enough? Is the violence in our nature just the image of our maker? in his ears.
He sat down on the bench. Set his lightsabers down beside him, and then - after a moment - reached up to take out the earbud. "We're not stories, we're not actors, we're awake and in control," he mumbled to himself. And then a few more times, for good measure.
Okay? Okay.
Time to wait for Rey.
[[ expecting one, but open! ]]