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Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2011, Saturday Early Evening - Part One!

The ceremony was once again held at sunset for the benefit of the graduates’ less diurnal guests, but the lawn was well-lit with twinkling blue and gold lights draped across bleachers, stage, surrounding trees and specially-assembled trellises, giving the overall effect of a peaceful fairy grove. (Not, say, Las Vegas. Tasteful twinkling lights.)

The staff having taken note of every previous graduation including the most recent, the lights had been purchased from Acme Decorations Studio with a money-back No Coming To Life And Terrorizing Your Party Guests Guarantee... and there was a rather large cache of weapons stashed in a trunk behind the podium. The chance that it would rain toys that could later be used for self-defense was slightly less than the chance that there would be a need for self-defense.

No one could say Fandom High wasn’t a learning experience.

[Open and welcome Class of 2011! Welcome | The Procession | Speeches | Diplomas | OOC]

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After Leia's warnings last night, Luke was glancing nervously around the crowd as he found a seat, half-expecting to be recognized by everyone now.

This place was weird.

"Luke, over here!" Anakin called, waving his hand over his head. "We have a block of seats!"

And Luke had some explaining to do about not returning comm calls, dammit.

"Who are you yelling at?" Luke asked, wandering up behind Anakin.

"You," Anakin said, then stopped dead. He looked from one Luke to the other, younger, more petrified looking Luke.

"Sithspit."

Luke's lips twisted up. He always found it particularly ironic when Anakin used Sith-related curses.

"Leia's Luke?" he guessed. "Blast, did I ever look that young?"

"Yes," Anakin said with a chuckle. He waved his hand at the other Luke. "Come over here," he called. "We don't bite."

Luke looked pretty unconvinced by that, but he came over anyway. "Hi," he said. "I'm Luke, but I think you knew that."

"Yes," Anakin said. "I'm Anakin, and this is...also Luke."

This was weird, even for Fandom.

"Would you like to sit with us? My wife's found us spots."

"Leia said that our mother wasn't here," Luke said, sounding confused.

"Dad got remarried, Tiny Me," Luke said with a grin. "You'll like Rory, I promise."

"Okay..." Luke said slowly, allowing himself to be herded by...himself.

Ow, his brain.

"Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuke!"

The Luke Skywalker that had graduated from Fandom High would, by now, be used to a badly-dressed Al Bhed girl hurling herself at him at top speeds.

Leia's twin brother probably ... wasn't, so much.

A shame that Rikku didn't realize there were going to be multiple Lukes here, or she might have clarified before she tackle-glomped?

"ACK!" Luke gasped out before getting hugged by a stranger. "Hello?"

"Hello!??!" Rikku was going to release him from the tackle-glomping, just so she could stare at him. "HELLO!? That's it? Luke! That's so not cool! You're supposed to squee and hug me back and then yell because I'm cutting off your circulation! Which I never mean to do but I miss you and you should come hang out more often!"

She was going to take a second to stare at him before jumping to the wrong conclusion entirely. (But not that far off, considering Fandom.)

"Are ... you not Luke?"

"I'm Luke," he said a little squeakily. "Just...maybe not one you know?"

"OH." Rikku at least had the decency to look embarrassed. "So you didn't ... go to school here? Okay. Um. Yeah. I know another Luke? Possibly the same Luke but not you, if you're a Skywalker? There seem to be a lot of you kicking around so I should have expected that. Um. Hi!"

She offered a hand, since that was more polite than hug-squeezing complete strangers.

"I'm Rikku," she said. "Pleased ta meetcha. I'm a friend of ... um ... another Luke's. So kind of a friend of yours but not exactly?"

He shook her hand. "Nice to meet you," he said with a little smile. "I'm here for my sister's graduation."

"Oh, right, Leia!" she said, nodding. "Oh my gosh, you told me about how happy you were when you found her. I mean, other-you. Because you had a family and so on. Which ... is silly to be telling you, right? Because you know that already. Uh. Did you ... know there was another you that went to school here? And do you have a droid named Artoo?"

"I do have Artoo!" Luke said, pleased to be able to answer something in a slightly intelligent way. "And yeah, I know about the other guy, and my son or something, and a niece?"

"I can't keep track of all of them," she admitted, lowering her voice. "It gets confusing? There seem to be a lot of you around here and you're all from different timelines? I get lost."

"Oh, I'm so glad to here it's not just me," Luke blurted.

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