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[spiesareastral]

[ There's a small boy running around the tapcaf in circles, making vrrrrm noises. He's pretending to be an X-wing.

NO, he DOESN'T CARE that X-wings don't make noises in space. Gods, stop being such a grown-up. ]

Oh--

[ He just crashed into the tapcaf man, who not only grumbles about the state of his establishment, but also points out that Ben is

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[sand_wormie]

[...you know what? Forget the fact that this post is three months old and I've never posted on this comm before. What's the worst that can happen?]

[Have Luke at thirteen. A runty thirteen, who still finds himself in the lofty position of an elder sometimes.]

Not a kid, huh?

[spiesareastral]

[ HAHA HELLO. :D

Ben spins around and regards the older boy suspiciously. ]

Not even. I'm almost nine years old.

[sand_wormie]

[HELLO!]

Wow. I'm about thirteen. Yeah, really.

[Since he's small for his age. Luke sticks his hands into his pockets, the way Biggs did sometimes when talking to him.]

What's your homeworld?

[spiesareastral]

Oh. ... You're short.

[ He shrugs. ]

Ossus. Most'a the time. Where are you from?