Anakin Skywalker (
sith_happened) wrote2007-12-09 05:30 pm
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Room 216 [Sunday evening]
Tiny action figure!Anakin had been clamped to a droid blanket for most of the weekend and generally treated with the kind of gentle comfort only an infant made of steel could bestow upon him.
Which was why, when he finally reverted back to his six-foot plus self with a "pop!" and a series of truly impressive Huttese curses in the middle of Qui-Gon's floor, Anakin was also covered in bruises.
"Stupid Fandom," he grumbled before looking around a little frantically to see if he was alone.
There was no way he was that lucky.
Which was why, when he finally reverted back to his six-foot plus self with a "pop!" and a series of truly impressive Huttese curses in the middle of Qui-Gon's floor, Anakin was also covered in bruises.
"Stupid Fandom," he grumbled before looking around a little frantically to see if he was alone.
There was no way he was that lucky.

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He swept towards the door. "I'll see you in class."
If it sounded a bit more like a threat than it should, well, Anakin.