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Feng_Huang Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 4/9/07 2:54am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Lukeâ€™s Story â€“ pre-ANH AU â€“ Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs â€“ drama â€“ sh
	Very interesting and original premise. Quite frankly, Sola gave me the creeps. Luke has already changed a lot, even if he still has the urge to walk the skies. Being so silent, so serious, so different from the Tatooinian farmboy... I think Obi-wan will come to regret his choice. Good luck with your graduation -----signature----- "Then my father is truly dead. But I carry his name, and he will live inside of me for as long as I'm still here. If you want to destroy him, you'll have to destroy me with him Daddy gave me a name, by Starr
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MirandaFair Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 4/9/07 7:07pm Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – pre-ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – drama – short story
	I admire you and your muse, furry! A great story with a totally different take you've got going on here. I can't wait to read where everyone fits into this altered universe. Very cool... Do you send out PMs? If so - please sign me up! Thanks. -----signature----- May the Muse be with you.
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 4/11/07 7:50am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – pre-ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – drama – short story
	He grew older, began to walk. Sola liked him less. He talked later than most, and she never became accustomed to feeling a hand on her knee, to look down into solemn blue eyes that told no secrets. Those eyes unnerved her. They weren’t her eyes. They belonged solely to him. Like everything else about this child. Sola had been too young to remember Padmé as a baby, but surely her sister hadn’t toddled about such eerie silence. Surely she hadn’t been so… She couldn’t think of the right word. Sad brushed up against her mind, but she dismissed the thought. Babies couldn’t be sad. They were too young. When he was three Sola bore her first child. She held the tiny, dark-haired beauty against her breasts and felt a great swell of joy and relief. Joy, because the doctors told her that since she’d finally succeeded, the probability of others was greater now. Relief, because she truly loved this little one. She’d been so afraid…well. Perhaps Luke was a child only a mother could love. In the emotional glow of that moment, Sola promised herself that she’d always be good to her nephew, and never favor her own offspring unfairly. It was the least she could do for her beloved sister. Her husband came in, and she put everything else out of her mind. The promise crossed her mind once more, the next day, and then she forgot it forever. Luke was nothing like Anya, or any of the siblings that followed. Those awful, foreign looks only accentuated matters, but it went deeper than mere appearance. Her own children were bright, careless, mischievous—everything children were supposed to be. They wailed when they stubbed their toes. They laughed at bodily functions, and unfamiliar words. They threw outrageous tantrums. They played hard in the day, and slept harder in the night. They ate like refugees. They alternated between bravery and cowardice, facing down bullies for each other but climbing in her bed during thunderstorms. They thought very little, and lived in the moment. Padmé’s son was everything they were not. This is absolutely stunning! Please put me on your PM list. -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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RedGold Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 4/11/07 10:52am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – pre-ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – drama – short story
	Wow, that was wonderfully put together. PM me with updates pretty please? -----signature----- Legend... Recluse... Forgotten... Will one day return... http://www.starwarsfanfic.com
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furrylittlebantha Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 4/21/07 9:33am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – pre-ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – drama – short story
	Sorry it's taken me so long to update, everyone! The "D" in DRL ain't no idle honorific. However, I've been working on this, so I'm a few chapters ahead. Updates should be fairly regular if I can get to the internet when we leave for vacation in two weeks. RebelMom: Glad to know it's not that common of a premise! It's never fun to come up with an idea and then find out it's old history. ginchy: Thanks! Don't we all want to hug him? He's so huggable. Ach, the drooling fangirl in me is coming out. Get back in there, you. You impede the writing process. I'd be happy to put you on the PM list! JediVegeta: Gah indeed! Coruscant and Luke: not a good combination. I'm glad you're along for the ride, and consider yourself added to the PM list. BrentusofGath: Not so much of a bleep as conflicted and emotionally deficient, I think. I mean, she did try. But you do have to wonder: who in their right mind could resist Luke? Like what you said about the self-fulfilling prophecy. You're on the right track... I'll be happy to PM you with updates! Jaded_Rose: Sola, Sola, Sola. sigh She just didn't have it in her. Thanks for reading! Jade_eyes: Thank you! I'll add you to the PM list. Luke is different, that's all I'm gonna say. But still the farmboy, deeeeeep down... Fortunately, Sola is pretty much out of the picture now. She's definitely done her damage, though. jade_angel: Hopefully it'll live up to its promise! Yes, I wanted to throw Luke into a totally different atmosphere and see what would happen. MsLanna: Here's more! I'd be delighted to PM you with updates. BTW, Luke's been at a diplomacy school. DarthVaderette: Thank you! I'll put you on the PM list. David_Skywalker01: I'm glad you like it. Consider yourself PM'd! cooldamien: Sure I'll PM you. I love AUs, too. KELIA: Thanks! Very true insight. In some ways, Luke is even more Padme's than Anakin's, but he's also very much his own man. I'll add you to the PM list! Jade_Pilot: Oooh, love your icon. I think Luke looked the best in ESB, and he sure knew how to make bulky winter gear look good. Although he made the tank on Dagobah look better... squashes drooling fangirl to dark cellar This Sola is an AU Sola, without a doubt. She seemed pretty nice in that deleted scene in AotC I'll be glad to PM you with updates! starwarsbeauty: I'm glad you like it! Poor Lukie is right. And things will get worse before they get better...Muahahaha. Feng_Huang: Luke has changed a lot, and since he's still pretty young, he'll change even more. I think Obi-wan will come to regret his choice. My lips are sealed! MirandaFair: My muse is on vacation right now, but she says to thank you. I'll be delighted to send you PMs! VaderLVR64: I appreciate that! I'll add you to the PM list. RedGold: Thank you! I'm more than happy to PM you with updates. Glad you like it! Here's the PM list thus far: Ginchy JediVegeta Brentus Jade_eyes MsLanna DarthVaderette David_Skywalker01 cooldamien KELIA Jade_Pilot MirandaFair VaderLVR64 RedGold divapilot If you ever wish to stop receiving PM updates, don't hesitate to let me know! And without further ado, enter Mara Jade, stage right... ==================== The Countess Claria was a perfect lady. Gracious, poised, intelligent, she always acted with flawless etiquette and still managed to put one at ease. Her appearance was never anything but correct, every hair in place, every shoulder-sculp straight. Her voice was mild and her posture exquisite. Mara Jade was heartily sick of Countess Claria. You must learn to blend into every surrounding, her Master said. There must be no situation in which you are out of place. And so a good deal of Mara’s training was spent learning to infiltrate almost any situation without drawing attention, from the dregs of the galaxy to its highest echelons. By now, she was equally skilled at both. But she much preferred the dregs. At least she could indulge in a bit of violence when a man bothered her in cantina. As the Countess, however… “Something amusing, my dear?” Mara quickly smoothed the grin into a polite and somewhat coy smile. Why, nothing at all, she wanted to say. Just envisioning what your face would look like if I reshaped it a little. “Why, nothing at all,” she said instead. “Just envisioning what these gardens are like in early spring.” Her escort smiled back—leered, more like it—and tucked her arm closer to him. “Magnificent,” he assured her pompously. “The young, fresh blooms are the most delectable of all.” Definitely a leer now. “Then I must certainly return next year,” she said lightly, and casually attempted to remove her arm from his grasp. He only gripped it a little tighter. With a swiftly hidden grimace, Mara relaxed again. There was no way she’d get away without making a scene. “Yes, you must,” the senator repeated. “And I would be more than delighted to act as your guide.” Oh, he’s a subtle one, Mara snorted inwardly. His other hand draped around her waist, fleshy fingers caressing the exposed skin of her back. She flinched and did her best to look charmed as goosebumps rose on the back of her neck. Why exactly did I choose the backless dress…? “Like them younger all the time, do you, Skrefin?” Mara looked up. She hadn’t even noticed the woman approaching. “Senator Melgida,” her escort growled, and released her somewhat reluctantly. As fast as was proper, she sidled several feet out of range. He didn’t notice, intent on glaring at the newcomer. “I thought you’d left.” “Obviously not.” The tall, rangy woman cast an appraising glance over Mara. “I’m sorry, we haven’t been introduced.” Mara waited long enough to give Skrefin an opening, but he was sulking. “Countess Claria.” She dropped into a low curtsey, eyes lowered. “Mmm.” Mara could feel the senator’s eyes on her. “I see. Well, Countess Claria, I hope it will not pain you over-much to take leave of the good senator. There is a small task that I require assistance in.” “Not at all,” Mara replied, extra-graciously. “Now, wait just a second…” “Skrefin.” The woman fixed Skrefin with a hard-eyed stare. “Behave.” He swallowed, threw her a distinctly nasty look, then bowed deeply to Mara. She noticed he spent a disproportionate time of the bow at her chest-level. “Countess; Senator.” The first name dripped with honey; the second, with barely controlled rage. He huffed away. Mara watched him go, and could not stop the small sigh of relief that escaped her. “What do you think of Skrefin?” She started, not so much at the content of the question as its bluntness. “He is…an enthusiastic gentleman.” “Hogwash.” The woman leaned in, close enough for Mara to smell her brisk, woody scent. She lowered her voice. “The man’s a public menace. Lecherous old fart. And an embezzler, to boot. Did you notice the lining on his cape?” “L’sat’SA brocade,” Mara replied unthinkingly. “But it was sub par black-market, well within his price range.” “Perhaps not an embezzler then. But still a fart. Now, tell me, Countess, how it is that you recognized obscure, contraband brocade on sight, mmm? Do much smuggling on the side of your noble duties?” Damn. “Oh, don’t look so flustered. I like you, Countess. I like you a lot. I certainly don’t hold it against you if you trip up when I want you to. Just be more careful in the future.” The woman winked. Mara tried very hard to start breathing again. She turned away, glad for the heat as an excuse for her flushed face. Glad that they were outside, that she had room to maneuver if this person proved to be an enemy. “By the way, I am Senator Borominaleska Twansa’fa Melgida. You may call me Twansa. Walk with me, Countess Claria.” She said the name with a slight twist of emphasis and a twinkle in her hard black eyes. Numbly, Mara obeyed. It really was uncomfortably warm for early summer. The would-be Hand swiped a hand across her damp neck and attempted to regain her crumbling composure. “May I ask what the task you mentioned consists of?” she inquired politely. Melgida laughed, cropped hair falling into her eyes. “Already done: help me irritate Skrefin. Now we’re just being sociable. Walk me to my office and I’ll call us even.” Mara could have declined. She could have walked away right then. She could have run. She could have done anything but what she did, anything but nod and follow. But Mara didn’t. And it was the beginning of the end. They threaded their way through the lawn, down the labyrinth of corridors in the Palace, to an unimposing office tucked in a side wing. The hallway outside was empty and very quiet. “Thanks,” Melgida said, and shook Mara’s hand in an iron grasp. “I’d invite you in, but I have a brat to interview.” Mara lifted an eyebrow. “A friend of Skrefin’s?” The senator laughed. “No. Well, could be, actually. You remember that Old Fart asked why I’m still on Coruscant. The Senate’s not in session right now, see. Twice a year there’s a month-long recess—but you must know this already.” “A rotating recess, correct? It never falls on the same set of months as the last year.” “Exactly. Unfortunately, the DiploY is regular as a pendulum.” “I’m sorry; I’m not familiar with…” “Mmm.” Melgida tapped her chin lightly. “I forgot. You’re not all-knowing.” She checked her chronos, seemed to consider. “…Oh, he can wait. DiploY, Diplomacy Youth Corps, is a government program that coordinates with Imperial diplomacy schools for activities like internships and workshops. Every summer they send us a fresh batch of kids. We—the senators—can volunteer to sponsor a student, and he or she acts as a temporary aide for the senator. It just so happens that this year, the senator pool is fairly sparse. Everyone’s home until the new session begins.” Mara considered the implications of that information. “So…you either don’t have a home or you consider it worth your while to spend vacation shepherding a ‘brat,’ as you term them.” For a moment, the senator’s face went still. Then she smiled, a flash of white teeth against dark skin. “Sharp, Countess. Very sharp. But don’t expect any more answers from me. If you’re as quick as all that, you can ferret out my secrets on your own—and I’ve no doubt you will, now that I’ve tantalized your interest. I will say this: we are neither of us what we pretend to be. But then, much is hidden in this Empire, is it not?” Another wide smile; a swish of robes, a toss of cropped hair, the click of a door, echoing with finality. Mara stood alone in the corridor. She would find out more about this Twansa Melgida. Not because she had been dared. Not even because the woman was so heartily different than any government official she’d ever met. Because…Twansa Melgida held a promise in her eyes. Mara was too alert not to read it, deep in those ebony pupils. I will show you something, Twansa had told her. I will open your eyes and change your world. And quite frankly, Mara Jade was curious. `````````````````````` Luke always cut his meat into an array of small cubes before eating. It was poor manners, and he’d gotten in goodness-knows how much trouble for it, first from Mother, then from the Matrons. But he didn’t really care. This was how he ate his meat. After a while, the sheer persistence of his wordless defiance wore his guardians down. He found that trick useful in getting his way but didn’t employ it much. Even though he had attended the Imperial Institute of Diplomacy for five years now, something deep inside still shuddered in revulsion when he practiced manipulation. The irony was that he was half-way good at it. Luke didn’t speak often, but when he did, people listened. He came up with good ideas, expressed them with quiet confidence, and possessed a disconcerting knack for finding others’ weaknesses—both in their arguments, and in their characters. When forced, he could exploit those weaknesses. When forced, Luke could win. It kind of scared him. That’s why mostly listened, and let others lead; that’s why the teachers called him a compliant child and smiled sweetly as he walked by. Then he could forget the strange power he felt sometimes, simmering deep down in his bones. Unfortunately, there were knobby bits in Luke’s personality, stubborn patches that wouldn’t budge. How he ate his meat was one of those patches. Luke forked in a mouthful. And chewed. And tried to ignore the power in his bones… “Stars, Varewé, it’s not that bad. Sure, we’ve all had better nerf-steaks—we’re the privileged! This is okay stuff, though—so why the face?” He swallowed. “Nothing. It’s fine. Hey, how’d your interview go?” Garmonsaw made a face. “Eh, all right. She’s like ninety years old, and I’m pretty sure she spat on me through her false teeth about a dozen times.” “Sick.” “Yeah. Anyways, I’m hoping Senator Griselr is senile—means fewer pointless errands in the name of education. How did yours go?” Luke shrugged, poking at his meat. Gartee was right; the food wasn’t all that bad. At any rate, this was his last meal in the DiploY wing. Tonight he’d be quartered with Senator Melgida’s staff. “Weird,” he replied around a mouthful. “She didn’t ask me any of the questions I was expecting. Nothing about my marks, experience, recognitions, family connections—none of that. Just…random stuff.” “Like what?” “Like…I don’t know. What I thought about these new policies. What I like to do in my free time. What I read for fun…I don’t know.” “Random,” Gartee agreed, eyes wandering. Luke followed his gaze. “Who are you looking for?” To his surprise, the Moff’s son blushed. “Nobody,” he mumbled. “Hey, let’s get out of here. We have exactly one free afternoon before a summer of slavery.” “Sure.” Luke scanned the room for the Matron. “It’s all clear. Come on.” He scooted his chair out from the table. “And, uh, Gartee? We’ll talk about this “Nobody” later.” The other boy muttered something incoherent and sauntered ahead with a painfully nonchalant expression on his face. Luke rolled his eyes. Garmonsaw Salaster Fortee III might be his best friend, but other than the fact that they were both Governors’ sons, they hardly had anything in common. Gartee was brash, adventurous, hot-headed, darkly handsome, into sports and girls and everything that went along. Luke…wasn’t. In another world, he wondered if things would have been different. No matter how half-baked Garmonsaw’s latest scheme, he always went along, always enjoyed the spark of adrenalin even as he played the voice of reason. He wondered if given the chance, he might crave adventure. But he didn’t. There were other things to crave. Luke suppressed the familiar ache with practiced ease and followed Garmonsaw out of the cafeteria. He had left his meat behind, unfinished. It sat there, a small pile of neat cubes centered on the tray, until a maid came by and cleared the table. ````````````````` The Force is a storm around Emperor Palpatine. His meditations are never restful, but then, he does not meditate to refresh himself. He meditates to empower himself. And power hurts. His chambers are quiet, still, windows open to the gentle breeze. If someone came in, they would see only see an unremarkable old man hunched by a window. That someone would be blind. Palpatine is not by the window. The essence of who he is balances on a nexus created by his own will, cackling as a massive vortex of energy howls about him. The ground trembles; lightning crackles. He reaches out gnarled claws and grabs the ropes of white energy, face contorted. The laughter becomes a scream. His mouth opens in a snarl, and blood drips out from the corners. The power is killing him. But he does not drop the lightning. He cannot help it. He will die without it, and will die because of it. They are alike, Palpatine and the dark side, ravenous for each other and for the entire galaxy. Years now he has lived in the storm, a violent symbiotic existence, neither winning the struggle for dominance. But now the Emperor falters. He has one great weakness the dark side does not: flesh. A body that can be broken. A soul that will scatter without a physical anchor. He is losing. He knows it. Behind the yellow in his eyes, a dull red light glows. The red cast deepens every day. It is the color of a dying star. Palpatine pulls the lightning in and laughs and screams until his throat is raw. ==================== TBC... -----signature----- Master of tjace and bi0nic. In mourning for the one year, nine months, and five days it has been since The Souls of Demons was updated. sob
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Jade_Pilot Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 4/21/07 10:27am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	Yay! An update. This post was even better than the last. You have such a talent for characterizations, girl! Even your OCs are rich and well developed. I love that Mara is a part of the story, so I'm wondering if L/M will meet up. Hmmmm... Bravo! -----signature----- BOO!
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G__Anakin Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 4/21/07 11:16am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	Great job! Could you PM me with updates please? -----signature----- Master to tahiriveilax - - - My fanfic - - - Fate of the Jedi - Abyss : http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30246540/p1/ Yeah, I used the real title for the next book. Beware Omen Spoilers.
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RedGold Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 4/21/07 11:33am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	hhhmmm... definately interesting... -----signature----- Legend... Recluse... Forgotten... Will one day return... http://www.starwarsfanfic.com
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divapilot Registered: Nov '05	Date Posted: 4/21/07 12:04pm Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	Thanks so much for the PM! You know I lurve this story. When you think about it, Obi-Wan did have two sets of relatives he could have left Luke with. He could have gone to Naboo as easily as Tatooine. I like the sense of approaching evil, like a storm cloud coming. Something wicked this way comes... -----signature----- Never tell me the odds. UConn: Huskies forever! RIP Jasper Howard, #6 "Focus on what matters. It's about the GAME, not each other. Dumb humans."
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ginchy Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 4/21/07 3:11pm Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	Oh, the power Luke could weild is pulling at him. Makes me wonder how he will choose to use it, or how someone will choose to exploit it. Wonderful update, your writing always amazes me! -----signature----- Positivity. ** Okay, seriously. It’s a Rebel Alliance t-shirt. It is NOT a fleur-de-lis.
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Jade_eyes Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 4/21/07 4:33pm Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	Hee!! Lecherous old fart at least can't be faulted for taste!! Countess Claria, how cool is that? This Melgida--fascinating OC there. Superb update, and thanks. -----signature----- Spock/Nyota, woven forever together in gorgeous bonds of Nyota's "Cherished Moments" diary's gonna be hawt, hawt, melty! Squggles! [face_melting into 10 buckets!]
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 4/21/07 6:30pm Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke¡¯s Story ¨C ANH AU ¨C Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs ¨C short story--Update
	Mara quickly smoothed the grin into a polite and somewhat coy smile. Why, nothing at all, she wanted to say. Just envisioning what your face would look like if I reshaped it a little. "Why, nothing at all," she said instead. "Just envisioning what these gardens are like in early spring." LOL! Go Mara! Beat that obnoxious dude! She noticed he spent a disproportionate time of the bow at her chest-level. Ah, such is the privilege of rank. I will say this: we are neither of us what we pretend to be. But then, much is hidden in this Empire, is it not?" Splashes of treason behind her words? The laughter becomes a scream. His mouth opens in a snarl, and blood drips out from the corners. The power is killing him. Very cool. Decrepit and sinister. He is losing. He knows it. Behind the yellow in his eyes, a dull red light glows. The red cast deepens every day. It is the color of a dying star. Awesome imagery! Very good, furry. I can't wait for more! -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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JEDIFLYSWATTER Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 4/21/07 7:36pm Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	This is a very fine story. I wonder if that was Mara that Luke's friend saw. Palpatine must feel something going on in the Force with Luke so close. Please add me to your PM list and I must agree with the group. Sola needs to be B***H SLAPPED for treating Luke so badly when he was a little guy. If I looked into those beautiful blue eyes and sweet face, I'd turn into a pile of goo. Thanks! -----signature----- New Orleans will rise from the ashes! You knew it was a rattlesnke when you picked it up. Kitty cats do not lie about love.
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Anakinfan2006 Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 4/22/07 8:06am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	interesting story ! i cant wait to read when vader found out that luke is his son. or that when mara and luke meet first time. will it be love at first sight ?
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StarFighter5 Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 4/22/07 10:27am Subject: RE: In Plain Sight: Luke’s Story – ANH AU – Luke/Vader/Palpatine/Mara/OCs – short story--Update 4/21
	The meeting between Luke and Mara is sure to be an interesting one, and I wonder if she will let him know her outside or her assumed identity. -----signature----- "I hope I slept with you to get the job. if not, then who the hell was that guy?" - Carrie Fisher "Now that I'm a pez and a lego, I shall want for nothing else." -Jeremy Bulloch "Thank you for going to the movies. Especially mine." - George Lucas
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