Recuérdame.

[riptorn]

[Those of you who wish to see those who passed on? You'll be directed outside by Zeus, where he raises his arms, and marigolds begin to float around him. They float upwards, and form into a bridge.

It's structurally sound, and it seems fitting that you can cross it.

Eventually, you'll see it. Elysium. The Land of The Dead. Gentle music plays as you cross over into the city.

It's...festive. It's always festive. The architecture is colorful and full of spirit, and your group seems to be the only ones...human in appearance. Even your old friends seem to be a bit more skeletal in appearance. You can spend as much time here as you like, but eventually, that bridge will disappear. And you'll have to leave.

But...they'll never truly be gone. Not if you remember them. And someday, you'll join them. But for now, you celebrate. You've earned your happy ending.]

(ooc: This is the last log for the three canon rounds of Foolish Mortals! Thanks for coming along for the ride - we loved having you, and we hope to see ya real soon!)

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[hasit]

[Seeing those Jedi robes...that's the reassurance she needed. That even if he's her father in name only, that Luke was successful in his salvation, all those years ago.]

It is a special occasion.

[A ghost of a smile steals over Leia's lips, and she bows her head in kind.]

I've grown up a little more than I'd like to admit since I saw you last. My hair's more grey than brown at this point.

[thedadside]

[If he had died as Vader, would he really be allowed in a place as beautiful as this?

Her remark brings a chuckle out of him, as he finally approaches her closer, bolstered by that ghost of a smile. His stride is nowhere near as striking as it was as Vader.]

You look beautiful. You're your mother's daughter.

[hasit]

[The compliment widens her smile, because it's sincere, and she can tell.]

I saw her, too. Here. I...can hardly believe it. I never thought, in my wildest dreams...

[That she'd be talking to her parents. It's like a fairy tale after months of nightmares.]

[thedadside]

[He shakes his head fondly.]

I tried to avoid her, after I died. But you may be surprised to know that your stubbornness doesn't all come from the Skywalkers. She was quite determined to track me down, and slapped my head off my shoulders when she did.

[But he says it with...love.]

...Have you seen Luke?

[hasit]

[Leia lets out a laugh, a wet little sound; she can imagine it, and she can imagine herself doing the same, if she were in their place. All-too-vividly.

And the love she can hear in her father's voice...that's reassuring, too. That's good.]

...Not yet. I'm hoping to, soon. There are some things I'd like to tell him.

[thedadside]

I'm sure he knows you're here. He'll find you when he's ready.

[Like he did.]

It's a shock, seeing the living here. But it's more welcome than the alternative.

[hasit]

I've got a good couple decades left in me, I think. You won't be seeing me back here like this for quite a while. Not if I can help it, at least.

[thedadside]

I certainly hope not. You have so much more good you can do.

...I'm sorry, that your son decided mine was the story he wanted to emulate.

[hasit]

I... [There's an apology she wasn't expecting. It takes her a moment to recover.]

I am, too. But I think, in the end...he realized the error in that. Or at least, I deeply hope so.

[thedadside]

...Then it sounds like he followed it through to the same end as well. That, I suppose, is something to be proud of.

I felt him, when he became one with the Force.