Anakin Skywalker (
sith_happened) wrote2008-01-21 10:54 pm
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Anakin was staring intently into space, lost in the memories of the weekend.
Not that he'd tell you that.
Nope.
The door was cracked open.
Delicate - Damien Rice
Not that he'd tell you that.
Nope.
The door was cracked open.

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"...I'm so sorry I look like I do, then." She swallowed thickly. "She was different, though? I had darker hair this weekend, and longer, and I didn't sound like I do, and -- "
She broke off, biting her lip. "I'm so sorry if I've caused you any pain."
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"It's nothing you could control," he said firmly, locking eyes with her. "Any pain was accidental."
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Her heart still caught in her throat when she saw Guy Fawkes masks.
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She didn't really believe that.
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It came out a lot more wistfully than he'd prefer.
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"...what?" she whispered.
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Sort of.
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He didn't really think she was processing anything he was saying.
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