[Luke trailed behind Wedge by a month or two. He's pretty fresh out of his reality check, grounded but only just. Naturally, he's excelled at his training and he's moved far faster than anyone had anticipated. That seems to be his lot no matter where he is or what he's doing.
The psychological part, the acceptance, and the realization that everything he knew and the person he was before is totally gone, has been much harder for him. His skills and learning always seem to out-perform his mind and his ability to adapt mentally. That's his ever-present curse and here, even where he's supposedly another person entirely, it's still the same.
Luke has the sneaking suspicion that he's still the same person he ever was, just in a different world. He's been hesitant to accept this 'separation between Matrix and reality' stuff. To him, what makes a person is their decisions, their feelings, and the way they treat others, not their possessions, their jobs, their money, or any other things they might have had. To him, everyone is still the same.
But then he always had an advantage, the one that let him see inside the minds of others, really know them beyond what was visible. He's sure that if he could do the same thing here in reality, everyone he knew before would feel exactly the same. Luke's always been stubborn. In a show of that stubbornness, he insisted upon continuing to use the name he's always had. He saw no reason to change it and he couldn't think of any other name he could imagine being called. Anyone who criticized that received a quiet glare.
The loss of the Force has been one of the hardest things for him to accept. He can always plug back in and feel it again, but the idea that it was all just a dream has been devastating. Of course the truth is that he never really had it to begin with, but he thought he did and that was enough.
The things he experienced in the Matrix meant that he wound up with so many implanted ports, he vaguely resembles some kind of tentacled creature when he waves his arms around.
When he steps up next to Wedge he still has that wide-eyed look about him. He doesn't even have enough hair to grab onto yet and he's never been so pale before. He still doesn't have a clear idea of what exactly the real world has in store for him. Luke gets quiet and contemplative in situations like this, so the fact that he's here and talking to people is nothing short of a miracle.]
Me neither. [He scoffs softly.] I'd rather have a drink in my hand. [It's spoken rather matter-of-factly. Luke's not typically one for shallow comforts but something familiar might be nice, at least.]
reality;
The psychological part, the acceptance, and the realization that everything he knew and the person he was before is totally gone, has been much harder for him. His skills and learning always seem to out-perform his mind and his ability to adapt mentally. That's his ever-present curse and here, even where he's supposedly another person entirely, it's still the same.
Luke has the sneaking suspicion that he's still the same person he ever was, just in a different world. He's been hesitant to accept this 'separation between Matrix and reality' stuff. To him, what makes a person is their decisions, their feelings, and the way they treat others, not their possessions, their jobs, their money, or any other things they might have had. To him, everyone is still the same.
But then he always had an advantage, the one that let him see inside the minds of others, really know them beyond what was visible. He's sure that if he could do the same thing here in reality, everyone he knew before would feel exactly the same. Luke's always been stubborn. In a show of that stubbornness, he insisted upon continuing to use the name he's always had. He saw no reason to change it and he couldn't think of any other name he could imagine being called. Anyone who criticized that received a quiet glare.
The loss of the Force has been one of the hardest things for him to accept. He can always plug back in and feel it again, but the idea that it was all just a dream has been devastating. Of course the truth is that he never really had it to begin with, but he thought he did and that was enough.
The things he experienced in the Matrix meant that he wound up with so many implanted ports, he vaguely resembles some kind of tentacled creature when he waves his arms around.
When he steps up next to Wedge he still has that wide-eyed look about him. He doesn't even have enough hair to grab onto yet and he's never been so pale before. He still doesn't have a clear idea of what exactly the real world has in store for him. Luke gets quiet and contemplative in situations like this, so the fact that he's here and talking to people is nothing short of a miracle.]
Me neither. [He scoffs softly.] I'd rather have a drink in my hand. [It's spoken rather matter-of-factly. Luke's not typically one for shallow comforts but something familiar might be nice, at least.]