Anakin Skywalker (
sith_happened) wrote2007-03-08 12:57 pm
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33 Apocalypse Avenue [early evening]
Anakin was on the couch.
Sulking.
And tossing his long blond hair over his shoulders.
And sulking some more.
Like his week hadn't been weird enough--now he'd developed boobs and an interest in watching reruns of Doctor Phil's advice program.
Life sucked.
[OOC: Come on. Like I could pass up the opportunity to use this icon again.]
Sulking.
And tossing his long blond hair over his shoulders.
And sulking some more.
Like his week hadn't been weird enough--now he'd developed boobs and an interest in watching reruns of Doctor Phil's advice program.
Life sucked.
[OOC: Come on. Like I could pass up the opportunity to use this icon again.]
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"...that you'd loved me that completely," was left unsaid.
Anakin had always had a little trouble believing he was worthy of being loved at all.
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He gave it a comforting squeeze, then turned his attention to his son, eyes flashing. "Not all truths need to be exposed, Luke," he snapped.
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He didn't apologize to his son.
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And that was all Luke was going to get. Anakin wasn't a bit sorry for what he had said.
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It was terribly ladylike.
"I think I'm good, but we have some terrible movies to watch if that would interest either of you."
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"What's this movie about?"
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