Date: 2020-03-22 11:38 pm (UTC)
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[ He's alone for a bit of time, but as he tinkers with some of the connection ports, he feels it. It wasn't so much a push or a tug, but like embers in a furnace- constantly burning and latent, but there. Carefully reaching out with the force, he senses a few emotions, though none of them truly dangerous. Not like the tension and strain around the guarded Jedi Council hours before. Hours? Days? He has no idea, which is cause for concern.

What he does feel are things like caution, curiosity, and the barest flash of threat, though the other emotions were far stronger. Another Jedi? The control on their emotions, whoever it was, wasn't that of a seasoned Jedi, but perhaps a youngling or a padawan.

He finishes what he's doing so his hands are free as the unknown presence moves closer yet. The youthful nature of the voice does surprise him, and his eyebrows raise as he half-turns to face her. ]


Do you live here? Sorry to intrude, but I did knock. I'm a bit lost and was trying to gather my bearings. Then I saw this poor guy and couldn't help myself.

[ It still doesn't answer her questions, but his tone is soft and expression somewhat sheepish. He gives the aforementioned droid a pat on the head with his own metal hand. If she does live there, he owes her an apology for barging in- which he technically gave her already. The need to fix things when he was stressed seems to be a habit he could never quite get rid of. Technology was safe and simple.

He was curious about the young woman standing in the doorway, and there were several things about her appearance to note. Her stance spoke of belonging, though the grip on her staff was enough to make the knuckles whiten, clearly deeming him a potential threat. While it's true he could very well be a threat, he hoped being a Jedi would have some sort of calming effect as far as his intrusion went. ]

Date: 2020-03-23 12:56 am (UTC)
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[ Her eyes wander, and as they land on the lightsaber hooked to his belt her posture and the feeling surrounding her changes. It's a sharp and sudden change, almost like a physical blow from the Force. Untrained, then, the way it spirals as opposed to an ebb and flow of someone who has spent years channeling the power. His shoulders regain some of his previous tension, but the rest of his body language suggests he's quite at ease. ]

I am. I actually urgent that I get back to Coruscant as soon as possible.

[ Anakin is still unsure what path he should take, but the time it would take to get from Tatooine to Coruscant should give him enough time and space to figure it out. This moment, it's not as important, which seems like a blasphemous declaration. Everything seems so far away. He shakes his head to regain his focus, moving away from the droid and a bit closer to Rey, though at a respectable distance. His hand brushes the hilt of his lightsaber as he raises his hands fully to show he means well. ]

My name is Anakin. I don't know how I ended up here, but I need transport. Anywhere, really.

Date: 2020-03-23 01:43 am (UTC)
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[ The question, while expected to some degree, causes him puzzlement. His eyebrows draw together in confusion and his hands fall into a more familiar position, crossing at his torso as he thinks. He's not heard of this First Order, but it doesn't sound good. There was the Republic and the Empire.. but had some new faction risen in the amount of time he'd been gone? How long had he been gone and how had it gone unnoticed?

He's lost in thought, but the statement that follows jars him into focus enough that he takes a half-step back in surprise, his eyes widening. ]


That's not true! I was just at the Jedi Temple before I ended up back here. What sort of game do you think you're playing?

Date: 2020-03-23 02:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chosenfordarkness
[ His expression darkens, thoughts a troubled turmoil. He doesn't know of Lord Vader, but Emperor Palpatine is disturbing enough. It seems that he has all the power in the Senate as they'd been discussing... The Jedi temple destroyed? That couldn't be possible. His emotions are a bit less controlled, lashing out around him and cycling quickly.

DisbeliefAngerBetrayalSadnessANGERFearConfusion.

It's too much to bear, and it's something that he wants to refuse. This girl can't be right. She has to be wrong. Leading him further astray so he can't get back.

He turns that distrusting scowl back on her, his fingers flexing at his side, but doing little else. He's not going to hurt her, but that darkness that whispers like a song at the back of his mind curls just a bit more around him like a blanket of comfort. He closes his eyes, screwing them shut and forces himself to take a few calming, if shuddering breaths to regain his control. ]


7958..

Date: 2020-03-23 02:57 am (UTC)
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[ Another phrase he doesn't know and the grip on his own reality is starting to crumble beneath his feet. His emotions are controlled for the moment, though agitation swims just below the surface. Anakin doesn't like this game she's playing with his head, sowing doubt in with disturbing ease. He searches his feelings, searches the Force he feels around her and can't sense any ill-will. He doesn't know how to believe her, doesn't know how he got to Tatooine in the first place.. How long he was gone doesn't make sense.

It wasn't like he'd woken from a blow to the head, though his body had an all-over ache that couldn't be explained. It still didn't make sense how he had no recollection of anything after talking with Palpatine.

He doesn't mean the waspish tone that comes out in impulse. ]


I don't know what that is!

Date: 2020-03-23 03:53 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chosenfordarkness
[ There are a lot of words being said that make absolutely no sense to him and keep confusing the situation further. For every explanation his mind comes up with, another curveball is thrown his direction, upending his legs from under him. He kinds himself pacing, much like a Nexu in a cage, ready to lash out as soon as an opportunity presented itself.

He doesn't want to last out at her, precisely, but this lost feeling- one he's been struggling with so often lately- is only intensifying and it's hard to see the surface. It is a very long silence as he lets everything sink in before he speaks to her, even acknowledges her with that steely gaze once again. His expression has lost some of its fire, but there are nothing but questions he needs to ask.

The Battle of Yavin is one he doesn't know, the Death Star raises many more questions, but the one he desires to ask about the most, no. The one he has to ask about is his own name.

Skywalker.

He has no siblings, none by blood, so the Skywalker name would die with him. But.. Padme was pregnant. Anakin stops in his tracks and has to sit down, feeling lightheaded. ]


Luke.. Is he--

[ Dead? Here? Could he answer any of the questions that Anakin had? No, this is ridiculous. The whole situation is mad. He's simply losing his grip on reality. He scrubs at his scalp, fingers gripping his hair tightly, the sharp pain helping to give him focus. ]

Date: 2020-03-23 04:56 pm (UTC)
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[ He has a son.. a grown-up son, if it's thirty-four years after hew blew up this Death Star. Where was Padme? Was she okay, or was she one with the life force? His heart aches thinking about either option. Anakin is overcome with a wave of agony that feels once again like the loss of his mother. All-encompassing and suffocating while he tries to come to grips with all of this. He doesn't know how he got here, what this means, or how this is even possible. Nothing makes sense!

He hates not knowing just as much as the implications of what this all means.

His emotions cloud his thoughts until he hears the girl speak again, and he raises his head, eyes wary and red-rimmed.

Last Jedi. Missing for a long time. Everything around him had changed, and he still doesn't know why. Anakin doesn't speak, doesn't trust himself to at the moment. He merely nods his head in response to her question. ]

Date: 2020-03-30 03:58 pm (UTC)
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[ Somehow, he manages to push back his feelings enough to control what he's projecting to the Force. His expression is still one of confusion and concern, but his emotions have reigned under some semblance of control again. He doesn't sense any ill-will in her, though he's reluctant to hand over his saber to a stranger. Still..he's curious enough to see where this will lead.

Unhooking the saber from his belt, he holds it out to her. ]


Don't make me regret it.

[ His words hold no real bite, just bone-deep weariness. Obi-Wan would know what to do in this situation- or at least pretend he did. ]

Date: 2020-04-01 04:24 am (UTC)
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[ He gets up and edges closer to see what she's doing. It would be difficult to ignore the way the Force stills about them as if it, too, was waiting for something. Whatever Anakin was expecting, it wasn't that. His eyes widen at the sight of his own lightsaber pulled from her satchel, though a bit more battered and worn than the one he had just given her.

It's.. bewildering, but it puts everything into place. He takes the older saber in his hand with the intent to study it- perhaps relearn the worn metal, which isn't at all what happens.

Immediately, a barrage of images assaults him from all sides. Never enough to get full context, more akin to holograms on a datapad- limited in their ability to explain. He sees..so much death and destruction, there's not nearly enough time to see it all, but it feels like he's been forced to watch for hours.

Anakin drops the saber with a yelp, stumbling back and grabbing the sides of his head as he screws his eyes shut tightly. When he has the ability to open his eyes without wanting to vomit, his expression his haunted and panicked. ]

Date: 2020-04-03 12:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chosenfordarkness
[ He wants to nod and say that he's fine, but the urge dies down as flashes of what he saw dance in his head. There was.. so much death and destruction and he had been responsible. Everything had gotten better after watching the Death Star blow up, only for it to go pear-shaped afterward.

Anakin shakes his head, taking a few leveling breaths. In and out. Focus. ]


It was.. A lot.

[ An understatement, but upon thinking what he's feeling, less confused is one of them. It's an improvement, really. ]

Date: 2020-04-04 02:52 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chosenfordarkness
[ He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to help abate the pulsing behind his eyes. His mind rearranges the images that he sees. Events that continue to replay as if he needs more guilt burdened upon his shoulders.

Anakin needs to sit down. He reaches his hand to feel for the wall so he can ease himself down to the floor. He can't even begin to think about where he's going to go from here or how all of that is going to happen. ]


I don't think you're any less equipped than someone else would be..

[ Force, he has a headache. ]

Date: 2020-04-05 03:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chosenfordarkness
[ He whips his head up to give her a sharp look- one that suggests she wasn't going to just leave him there in the first place. There was no way he was going to be imprisoned on Tatooine again. ]

If you thought for a second you were leaving me here, you're out of your kriffing mind.

[ Anakin doesn't want to think about what would have happened if she'd never shown up. He would have figured something out, but it likely wouldn't have ended well given the new galactic climate. He frowns, not sure who Chewie is, but it makes sense that she didn't come here alone. Smart. Whoever that is, they'll probably be concerned before too long. ]

..No, I don't think that's a good idea, either. The fewer people that know of my existence, the better.

Date: 2020-04-14 09:57 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chosenfordarkness
[ It's not so much a choice for either of them as it is the will of the Force. If they were to ignore it, it's possible it would get worse- and Anakin really didn't want to see what worse would look like. He also didn't want to be left alone, particularly on Tatooine. ]

Just a stranded scavver looking for a ride to wherever you're going. If you've got anything onboard that needs fixing, I could see what I can do. Since you're being so generous.

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