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[sith_happened]

Anakin decided that when Luke hadn't contacted him on Sunday for his birthday dinner that Rory had told him everything.

The wall of I'm Fine, Really that Luke was throwing up through the Force was almost as painful as Rory's numbness.

But Anakin was a teacher, dammit, and his personal issues were just that.

So if anyone was looking to stop by the door was open as Anakin stared at a beautiful jewel of a planet as it hovered in the middle of his office.

[ooc: open, though I work all day so sp is love.]

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[sith_happened]

"You may come in, Anemone," Anakin said quietly. "I won't bite today."

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There was a slight 'eep' and a thunk, and then a sheepish Anemone poked her head around the door. "Er. I forgot about the telepathy thing. So much for sneaky."

"I wanted to apologize for teasing you on Friday during class. I knew you were in a bad mood, and it was a combination of wanting to cheer you up and wanting to get some sort of response. I'm used to having no control over my life, so I tend to push boundaries with people as a way of reassuring myself that I'm a real person. It was out of line for me to do it during class." She sheepishly held up her creation. "I'm still working on the people-skills thing, so I made something. I usually feed people instead of trying to apologize, but John ate all my quiche."

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Anakin gave her a wry smile. "I'm guilty of that behavior myself," he admitted. "It's very hard to stop yourself from pushing just to see what happens. The apology isn't necessary."

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"No, it is. I'm not apologizing for the joke itself, just for my timing and my snotty behavior when you rightfully told me cut it out. You're the instructor, and it's bad form for me to not take you seriously during a class." Anemone grinned and tipped her head to the side. "If you had been one of my instructors from U.F. Force, I would have gotten smacked upside the head. Hard. I prefer the verbal twacking you gave, my brains are rattled enough as-is."

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"I prefer to leave hitting to other instructors," Anakin said. "The apprentice braid that young Qui-Gon has in class? I had one for years. I believe I'm this tall because my master yanked on it so much to get my attention."

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"Were you that easily distracted by shiny things as a child, or was it part of the contrary nature?" Anemone giggled. "I always got the 'Anemone, you have until the count of three. Then you won't get an option' speech, which quickly followed by promised reprisal. I wish I had a braid to be yanked instead. I wouldn't mind being taller."

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"I didn't get the count," Anakin said. "I got a Look, instead."

He smiled. "Obi-Wan had that down to a science."