Anakin's office [from noon onwards]

[sith_happened]

Anakin had spent the morning over at the Trooper Station interrogating interrogating his new staff: since he'd worked with various clones before (and was uniquely aware of their more...esoteric programming), he'd spent time with each one individually, asking about their duties at the Trooper Station, their thoughts about Fandom, and what happened if he said "Implement Order 66."

Turned out, nothing, but it was worth checking.

He went over to his office at the school around lunchtime, flipped on the link to Katniss's world (a habit he'd gotten into since she'd left), and was getting ready to write down his impressions about yesterday's class when he realized that he wasn't listening to the usual noises from Panem.

He was tuned into the Reaping. District 9, it looked like. Cursing under his breath, Anakin reached into a desk drawer and began leaving handwavey messages for the list of people Katniss had left for him to talk to.

From his spot behind his desk, he reached out through the Force to close the door. Today's office hours were by invitation only.

[OOC: For those who are watching the Reaping, and NFB.]

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[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Or, you know, not good, but it sounded like progress, which was what Wesley needed right now.

"Then... I'll see you then."

Just please, Karla, for the love of god, make sure he hate something other than cookies.

[glacial_queen]

She would! She would bring real food, delivered from somewhere else!

...The cookies were for dessert, obviously. And comfort, after she left.

Maybe they could send some to Katniss as a weapon?

"See you then," Karla agreed, reaching out to pat his arm as she wandered off.