"..." Luke had to stop for a beat and he just stared at Van's hand for a few seconds, then looked up at him. Was this guy for real? This guy was intimidating, but he was holding out his hand. Sighing, but wary, Luke shook his hand. "... Right. My name is Luke. And you're Commandant Grants." He didn't know exactly which tone to use in this situation, but he at least knew how to shake hands.
Freeing his hand and taking up his wooden aword again, Luke didn't take his eyes off of Van. "I'm ready."
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Date: 2008-12-24 03:35 am (UTC)Freeing his hand and taking up his wooden aword again, Luke didn't take his eyes off of Van. "I'm ready."