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Shooting range [after classes]

Rory being Rory, she didn't exactly know what to wear to this particular lesson. So she had just arrived at the shooting range in her sweats with her hair pulled back, and patiently waited for Luke.

[Rory's here for Luke, but open for all your gun range needs! And the contents of the conversation between Rory and Luke are NFB, please and thank you.]

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Luke frowned, then moved closer to Rory and adjusted her stance again. "Try now. You'll pulling too hard to the right."

Rory held very still, and fired again.

This time, she singed the edge of the target.

It wasn't much, but it was progress.

"Hmm," Luke said. "Is it because it feels so much further away?" He grinned. "The only difference is in your mind."

"That has never made sense to me," she said, rolling her eyes. "Not when Anakin said it, not when Obi-Wan did, and not when you do. Maybe it's the fact that I'm not Force-sensitive."

Luke smiled a little ruefully. "Does that mean I'm becoming an incomprehensible Jedi? Yoda would be so proud."

He put his hands over Rory's and sighted down the barrel over her shoulder. "The blaster shot moves ridiculously quickly. You don't have to compensate for wind speed or anything. Just...focus."

He pulled the trigger. Bulls-eye.

"Could you feel the difference?"

"Kind of," she said, biting her lip. "I just need to keep it steady. And try to focus on the target being smaller. And eventually moving."

"Don't worry about what will come later," Luke said, shaking his head and moving his hands away. "I won't make you try anything before you're ready." He gave her a reassuring smile. "You can do this."

Rory smiled back, and fired again.

"I don't think I could ever shoot him," she said quietly. "But my having the ability is something he's not expecting."

"He deflects blaster fire anyway," Luke replied just as quietly. "And don't turn into him just to try to understand him. He's not worth that."

He leaned over and nudged her blaster a little more to the left. "Better."

Rory sighed. "He can be very cruel," she said, firing and actually hitting the target. "That's the problem. He knows my weak points. So I need to ensure that I create some new facets that he's not anticipating."

"Don't change too much," Luke said, giving her a shy smile. "I like you the way you are."

He stepped towards his own target and began firing precisely at the target. "Did he say anything I should know about?" he asked after a few minutes of shooting.

"He doesn't care about me anymore," she said softly, firing and hitting the dead center of the target for the first time. "I don't believe him. And I touched him. He's very...mechanical-feeling."

"Ben said that he's more machine now than man," Luke mused. "But he didn't elaborate."

He gave Rory a sympathetic look. "And he lies. That's what Sith do."

"Obi-Wan cut off his limbs," Rory said hollowly, turning to look at Luke. "Here's what I think happened. Something happened to your mother - she was sick, or in danger...something like that. He turned Dark Side to save her, and Obi-Wan tried to intervene." Rory shook her head. "It didn't work. So he stayed like he is. Anakin always had a drive to be the best. Now it's the drive to be the scariest."

Luke's mouth dropped open. "Ben did that to him?" He gave a hollow laugh. "And he wants me to finish the job. This is such a mess."

"Don't," she said quietly.

Luke's eyes were haunted when he turned to look at Rory. "I don't want to," he whispered. "But if he won't come back...I don't have a lot of other options."

It was a thought that had given him sleepless nights.

"He'll come back," she insisted. "He will. We'll make him. It'll take patience, and it might break me, but that's not important. We can do it."

Luke gave her a very worried look, put down his weapon and moved so he could put his hands on both of her shoulders.

"Listen to me," he said softly. "In a choice between a friend I love and the idea of a father who might not blow up planets? I take you every single time. Don't destroy yourself for this man, Rory. It's not worth it."

Rory bit her lip. "And between myself and the memory of what I know he can be?" she said. "I don't matter that much."

Luke looked Rory straight in the eyes. "Of course you do."

She shook her head. "Not as much as this. And it's not as though my life is at stake. Just my comfort and my feelings."

"Which is how he got where he is now," Luke said very quietly. "Don't sell your feelings short. Ever."

"If he makes me cry, it's not a big deal if it gets us a step closer," she argued.

It was clear by the look in Luke's eyes that he didn't like the way this conversation was going at all.

"If it gets too hard, you cut him loose," he said firmly.

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