Skywalker Industries HQ (or what had been an abandoned building just yesterday...) [afternoon]

[sith_happened]

LL Cool Anakin Anakin, in one of his impeccable suits, lounged casually behind his desk and checked his Excel spreadsheet of how much money he had (he was an excellent accountant, oh yes).

It was a lot of money, in case you were wondering. Far more than the Winchesters or the Stark-Basses. He allowed himself a fiendish chuckle before reaching under his desk to triple-check for the handgun he kept there.

After a couple of successful assassination attempts (which was why he kept that witch doctor on retainer), one could never be too careful.

His door was open and his buxom and silent secretary ready to wave in anyone who had business with Anakin.

Or threaten him. He was used to that too.

[OOC: Open for everyone. Because of course you'd know where the Skywalkers are!]

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

After dealing with Charles' return, John leaned into the doorway of Anakin's office. "The Winchesters are up to something," he declared, ready to start things whenever the opportunity arose.

[sith_happened]

"Again?" Anakin rolled his eyes. "What is it this time?"

If it was attacking robot squirrels again, he was going to be seriously annoyed.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"You remember my loser half-brother, Charles?" John crossed his arms and frowned at the attractive man. "They got someone to bring him back from the dead." Killing people just didn't work out the same these days.

[sith_happened]

Which was fortunate when it was Anakin and irritating when it was everyone else. "Oh, terrific," Anakin muttered. "Think I should have Ben shoot him, or do you want to take care of it and make it stick this time?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John's blood boiled at the thought of that little twerp Ben taking his kill. "Hey, it's not my fault the Winchesters have some magician working with them now. I'll take care of it - let the little thug worry about his latest tat."

[sith_happened]

"If he buys another strip club this week, I'm going to have to kick his ass," Anakin said, looking annoyed. "Even if he is related. Does the magician have a name? Maybe I can steal him from the Winchester payroll. The damn witch doctor has up her rates again."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"No idea, I'll do some poking around at the bar tonight," John replied, making himself more useful than the other, thank you very much. There was a reason he was a shoe-in as the heir. "Need me to take care of anything else?"

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Elena didn't just walk into Skywalker Industries, HQ. Shinras did not just walk anywhere. They sauntered, they strode, they worked the room as if there was an unseen paparazzi behind every corner.

"Anakin," she said, granting him a smile. "You're looking well."

[sith_happened]

"I know it," Anakin said with a smirk. "How are you today, Elena?"

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

"I'm well, I thank you," she said, elegantly dropping onto one of the chairs. "You don't mind if I smoke, do you?"

She looked fabulous while smoking; therefore, he should let her.

[sith_happened]

"Of course not," Anakin said, waving a hand. "What brings you by today, Elena?"

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I just thought we might have a chat," she said, lighting the cigarette and crossing her legs. "About ... some mutual interests I believe we might have. My family has always thought well of yours, you know."

[sith_happened]

"Oh have they?" Anakin replied with a small smirk. "That's nice to hear. Do you have a passion for diamonds or the publishing industry?"

Or weapons smuggling, perhaps?

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Juliet, practically orphaned by her mother's paparazzi-induced death and her father's work, wandered in, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Daddy," she said petulantly. "What are you doing?"

[sith_happened]

"Making sure I can get you that pony you wanted, precious," Anakin said, smiling at her.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"And this one won't get sick and die of the Pony Flu?" she asked, flinging herself melodramatically into a handy chair.

[sith_happened]

"Of course not, sweetheart," Anakin said.

Pony Flu had been a convenient term for "he was pretty sure someone had poisoned the damn pony" and he still had whoever did that on his list of people to kill.

"How's your project going?"

He couldn't remember what her new passion was--macrame? Chinese opera? Pole dancing? Something like that.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"My professors have passed me early," she told him. "They think that Dazzleism is going to be a stunning new religion. I told you that majoring in faith studies was going to work out well! My chi feels so organized, too."

In reality, Juliet had passed her exams early by seducing all her professors. But Daddy never needed to know that.

[sith_happened]

"I'm so happy for you, baby," Anakin said, smiling at her. "How's the, um, chi of my office? Do I need to get some people in here to move things around?"

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

Amnesia!Woman wandered into Skywalker Industries, just as she was hit by a flashback:

"Catherine, no, it's too risky! You can't fly the X-177 yourself!" said a man with a sexy French accent. "It's suicide!"

"I have to follow my dream, Pierre! I have to prove I can fly anything, anywhere!"

"...ow." She smiled at the secretary and lied, "I have an appointment with Mr. Skywalker. Can I just go in?"

[sith_happened]

She nodded, arching up an impeccably sculpted eyebrow.

Anakin stared across the desk. "And you are..."

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

"Catherine Pilot," Amnesia!Woman said, saying the first name that came to mind. "I believe I'm here to work for you as a test pilot for your newest craft."

[sith_happened]

"The Crashing Fireball 2000?" Anakin replied. He shouldn't let Ben name things. The boy was terrible at it.

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

"Precisely! I'm thrilled to be here Mr. Skywalker; please forgive my tardiness. I was run over by a rickshaw and then pursued by my personal demons. Shall I suit up?"

And possibly walk off with expensive pieces of technology?

Now, why was she sizing up the attractive-yet-stern Skywalker for how many credit cards he had in his wallet?

[sith_happened]

"If I had a grand for every 'run over by a rickshaw' excuse I'd heard, I'd be even more obscenely wealthy than I am," Anakin retorted. "And I am, indeed, obscenely wealthy. And powerful. And have more than a dozen trained assassins on my payroll, so don't test me."