Office hours [all day]

[sith_happened]

Anakin was in his office catching up on radio broadcasts for the last few days--one of the only disadvantages of living off-island.

The mood he was in would depend on which broadcast you caught him listening to.

And who you were.

The door was open.

Comments

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John thought about that for a moment before leaning forward to scoop up the kitten and deposit her on his shoulder. "Chalk it up to lack of oxygen," he replied. "The kitten seems to think sleeping on my head is a good idea."

[sith_happened]

"Explains the hair for once," Anakin commented.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Ha." Eyerolling came far too easily in Anakin's presence. "My hair does this naturally, okay? I have no control over it." As his attention was split unfairly, John felt a little kitten paw smacking against his ear as a reminder that he had jobs here.

[sith_happened]

Anakin smirked.

It might have even been at the kitten.

"Uh huh."