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[creator_man]

Characters: Kevin Flynn, openish
Location: Room D-4
Planet: Coruscant
When: Week 12
What: Flynn gets a visit from his, ah, wayward son
Rating: PG-13 (violence)

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[off_beet]

Luna was not quite certain what to make of the fact that she was hearing voices. It was hardly a common occurance, and she felt someone puzzled when she recognized one of them. Mister Flynn.

A dazed look on her face, Luna's hand went to her lightsaber, and her thumb ignited it effortlessly- a rainbow colored light filling the area.

The slightest hint of a frown grew on her face when she took in the scene that was happening in front of her.

"Mister Flynn?"

[mrangrybuttface]

When another version of him had shown up in a lightsuit and seemed pretty dead set on ruining his finally happy life, Sam decided the first course of action was to flee. He heard noises next door and hoped his father was around. He'd never had anyone to run to before. His grandparents had seemed too old and too frail to handle anything major. But his father. He'd always seen his father as some glorious hero. Sure, he'd aged. But he was still the same man, right?

When he finally made it next door, he was surprised to see a young girl there with a light saber. And his father fighting against Clu. "No! Dad!" Sam cried as he rushed to his father's aid.

[creator_man]

It was more a case of losing to Clu, not in the least because he wasn't resisting.

But now there were more people in the room, and Flynn blinked to recognize his new, young friend as well as Sam, rushing in. It made the program pause, leaning over Flynn with his fist raised, as neither of the two newcomers seemed to be able to actually touch him. He canted his head to one side and smirked.

"Son of Flynn. Well, well well." He looked at Sam for another moment, his smile predatory, then gave Luna a curious look over, and strode out of the room, tossing over his shoulder, "I'll be back for the disc. Creator."

Flynn took a moment to just breathe, taking stock of how badly it hurt, then pushed himself off the floor to try and sit up. "I've," he gasped, "always wanted to see an actual lightsaber..."

[off_beet]

Luna walked over to him quickly, disenganging the lightsaber and handing it to him, hilt first.

"You can hold onto it for the moment, if you'd like," she said in a quiet tone, looking at the other person who had rushed in. There was a familiarity there...not only with her new friend but also with the person who was causing him such pain.

Luna sat next to Mr. Flynn, resting on her knees as she sent the younger man a curious look before turning back to her friend.

"I know some healing techniques, if you'd like. Though I'm not entirely certain if they will work, judging the circumstances by which you received your injuries."

[mrangrybuttface]

Sam bristled as Clu spoke to him. He definitely was not like his father. He watched Clu leave, wondering if he had attacked his father like that before. It made him frustrated and angry he had been unable to do anything but watch.

"You alright, dad?"

He looked at the device curiously. He knew they existed in movies; he just never expected to see them in actuality. There was a lot he was going to have to learn about this place. "You studying to be a nurse?" he asked Luna.

[creator_man]

Flynn didn't take up the lightsaber immediately, taking a moment first to touch some of the sorer places and even prod with his tongue inside his mouth. "I think... it's mostly bruises, even if a few hard one."

Then he reached to take the offered weapon in one hand, just holding it for a moment, the other reaching hand to rest on his son's shoulder. "Luna, this is Sam, my son. Sam, this is Luna. And that was Clu... a creation of mine. Looking like I used to a long time ago." His shoulders rose in a weary shrug. "One that turned on his creator ... and I didn't expect to see here."

Although he maybe should have, if he had been drawn here...

[off_beet]

Luna smiled at Sam after he was introduced, "Hello Sam. And no, I'm afraid I'm not- though that would be particularly helpful in this situation. I'm in training to become a Jedi Consular, healing is one of the many things the Force can manage if given a good outlet."

Luna turned back to her friend, "I don't believe it will help much, but..." she rested her hand on one of the aforementioned sore places, concentrating and releasing a small burst of healing enegry. It wouldn't heal the wounds, but perhaps it would alleviate some of his pain.

[mrangrybuttface]

"Nice to meet you, Luna." He nodded at her. His father's hand on his shoulder was reassuring. Sam knew it was the right decision to run from whatever was trapped in his closet to come over here. Things were still confusing, but having his dad here made it all almost make sense.

"The Force, huh? Interesting. It seems like it can do a lot."

[creator_man]

Flynn's hand on Sam's shoulders tightened, and his eyes widened in surprise as Luna's healing started working inside him. He gave a little gasp, and then slowly relaxed again, giving her a small nod. "That... is better. Thank you."

His eyes closed for a little while and his breathing evened out. "The Force... is a powerful ally to have, if you get along." Looking up at Luna, his eyes crinkled. "I don't suppose somebody who's been around for a very long time can be taught, could I."

Deep breath, and he straightened. "I'm sorry you had to witness that."