Office hours [afternoon]

[sith_happened]

Anakin was in his office with his shirt off and a bucket of white paint in his hand as he attempted--yet again--to get the glitter off of the walls.

You'd think the alien attack that had killed most of his furniture would have budged some of the damn stuff.

You would be wrong.

The door was open if you were interested in learning interesting Huttese curses.

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"I have no idea how I'm going to get out of here," Rory said, and tried the knob. "...I guess it worked. Huh."

She looked down at Anakin. "Are you coming?"

[sith_happened]

Anakin looked way, way up at her--weird sensation--then stalked out of the closet, tail swishing like his cape would have.

That was one disappointed Jedi.

Cat.

Whatever.