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  <title>"I can't believe they let you teach."</title>
  <subtitle>Anakin Skywalker</subtitle>
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    <name>Anakin Skywalker</name>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:150157</id>
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    <title>A galaxy far, far away, Monday afternoon [NFB]</title>
    <published>2024-09-17T00:24:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin had been a cat when he'd gone with Rey back to her home galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin...Anakin was not a cat anymore. Anakin was very, very naked in a galaxy that wasn't his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sithspit," he cursed, diving for a robe that would hopefully cover the necessities as he set out to figure out exactly what planet he was on and how far it was from a Portalocity office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=150157" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:149838</id>
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    <title>Self-Defense Through Meditation, Tuesday, August 13 2024</title>
    <published>2024-08-13T15:11:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Class was being held in the salle again. Or rather the Danger Shop set up as the salle. Safety first and all. "Since yesterday afternoon got...odd," Anakin said, "we have decided to demonstrate how meditation works in tandem with action."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabby, stabby action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moving meditation serves several purposes," Ahsoka explained as she directed various students where to stand and distributed simulated training sabers amongst the class. "First, and most importantly, as you may have noticed over the past few weeks, stillness of body does not automatically translate to stillness of mind. For some," Anakin "- that is easier to achieve through controlled, meaningful movement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting around was boring, Ahsoka. "We'll begin with the first form of Jedi lightsaber training," Anakin said. "It's meant to let you concentrate on the motions and be present with the blade and the universe around you. It's not flashy and you generally won't cut off  your own limbs attempting it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very helpful, Anakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin would know all about  that, given he'd managed to lose more than the number humans actually came with. Ahsoka drew one of her own sabers and ignited it, demonstrating the kata, her moments slow and smooth. "The saber is more than just a laser sword. The kyber within has its own presence in the Force, one you must work with, not against, until the saber becomes an extension of yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin nodded. "Part of creating a lightsaber is forming that relationship, but even with a practice blade, you will be able to sense if you are working in harmony or if it's fighting you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just normal Jedi things, forming emotional connections to magic space rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin spun (dramatically, it's a Jedi thing) to face Ahsoka, meeting her motions with his own practice saber. "You can go through the forms alone, or you can work through it with a partner. You may go as quickly as you'd like. Don't lose a hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Anakin would know about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=149838" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:149637</id>
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    <title>Rey's Warehouse, Tuesday afternoon</title>
    <published>2024-04-23T18:52:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin had come into the warehouse brimming with ideas of how to make the place less liable to instantly kill every person who wasn't a Jedi, but he'd gotten...slightly distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was a good news/bad news thing happening. The good news was that he hadn't increased the amount of lava already in the warehouse. The bad news was that he'd added a giant boulder triggered to roll when someone jumped over the quicksand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; was having fun with the new modifications. Other people might feel differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Mostly establishy but open for SP!]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=149637" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:149354</id>
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    <title>Abandoned Warehouse of Jedi-ness and Issues, Wednesday morning [NFB]</title>
    <published>2024-04-10T12:51:46Z</published>
    <updated>2024-04-10T12:55:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Anakin didn't look behind him once as he stalked from the classroom, through town, and over to Rey's warehouse that was still undergoing major obstacle course renovation. Not breaking stride, Anakin unlocked the door, hopped over the quicksand trap just beyond it, and used the Force to scoop up all of the squirrels and woodchucks inside and firmly deposit them outside with one sweep of his cloaked arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woodchucks in particular looked a little shocked at how quickly they'd been unilaterally relocated. Anakin didn't care. He had much bigger things on his mind than wayward rodents with strange affection for passing along gossip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd always known his choices would catch up to him, and that he and Ahsoka would have to stop the passive-aggressive digs and avoidance eventually. This flavor of conversation had gone badly with Luke, with Leia, with Jaina, and had turned into...well...actual murder with Obi-Wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was hoping that party wouldn't repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied that they were alone and unmonitored, Anakin finally turned  back to face his former apprentice. "You have things to say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or yell. Or throw. Possibly all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: For Ahsoka and great SP justice. Soooooooooooooooooo NFB.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=149354" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:148994</id>
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    <title>Beach o' Brooding, Monday night</title>
    <published>2024-02-13T00:51:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Who broods on a beach in the dark in &lt;i&gt;February?&lt;/i&gt; Ol' Grandpappy Skywalker, that's who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he'd be out here until he got out of his sulk, which might be never, so it's a good thing Jedi cloaks were warm. He'd found himself a nice boulder to lean against (because sand would &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; improve his mood) and watched the waves crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone. The protagonist of his own story again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Force, that weekend had been weird. At least Jaina hadn't gotten married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Expecting one, but open!]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=148994" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:148834</id>
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    <title>Summer Workshop Proposals, Second Session!</title>
    <published>2023-06-11T16:15:42Z</published>
    <updated>2023-06-11T16:38:12Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yep, it's that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do YOU Need This Form?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your character is a current teacher and would like to continue teaching, or a current townie who'd like to start or return to teaching, you DO need this form. Just scroll on down and fill it out below.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your character is an alum/expat who would be returning to the island to teach, first YAY, and second, you  DO need this form.  Please drop us an e-mail at fandomhighadmins@iambicnut.com to let us know you plan to bring the character back, then mosey back here to fill out the class proposal below!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your character was dropped from the game and you'd like to bring them back as a teacher, also YAY, but you'll need to do that by submitting a character application &lt;a href="https://ft-directory.dreamwidth.org/118373.html"&gt;as described here&lt;/a&gt; and including your class plans in that.  So congratulations, you DON'T need this form!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are a current teacher wanting to move to townie status, just drop us an e-mail to say so;  you also DON'T need this form. If your teacher is running away for good, tell us over here in the &lt;a href="https://ft-directory.dreamwidth.org/122709.html"&gt;dropped character post&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What If I Want To Teach Adults At The Community Center?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not this time.  Instead of having Community Center courses, we're going to have ONLY Summer Camp workshops... which are open to both students and adults! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can take your workshop will be up to the teacher, but the idea is that we want the teachers and townies to have the chance to participate in some of the fun, silly stuff that's traditionally a part of FH Summer Camp. So you can choose to run a regular students-only workshop, an adults-only workshop, or one that anyone can join, but they should all be designed with summer fun shenanigans in mind, and even the adults-only workshops will have the use of the FH campgrounds and school facilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bear in mind that the "adults-only" workshops will be happening &lt;i&gt;near&lt;/i&gt; the students, though, and don't plan anything so visibly unsavory that Zoe would chuck the class off the roster and your character off the top of Selkie Peak. Inappropriate shenanigans can happen with proper OOC warnings &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; the class - we're all adults here even if the characters aren't - but plausible IC deniability is the key.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's Needed For A Workshop?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ability to come up with 7 weeks worth of classes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ability to post each class &lt;b&gt;by noon Pacific or 3pm Eastern&lt;/b&gt; the day it's scheduled (you can also post the night before).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ability to interact with your students (slow play is fine, you don't need to be around all the time). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://sith-happened.dreamwidth.org/148834.html#cutid1"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your adult character's form will need to be in these comments by &lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 25th&lt;/b&gt; for great scheduling justice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=148834" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:148593</id>
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    <title>Broody Spot Near the Rocky Bits, Saturday</title>
    <published>2022-12-17T19:45:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Was Anakin &lt;s&gt;Skywalker&lt;/s&gt; Palpatine brooding majestically as the wind caught his hair? Did things get weird in Fandom in December? Of course he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hadn't slept since his confrontation with his father-who-wasn't his father, somehow, but everyone had walked away with all of their limbs intact which was, frankly, kind of an outlier in terms of fraught emotional conversations in his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was turning the information over in his mind, trying to figure out how to make sense of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: For that other relative he's never met.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=148593" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:148452</id>
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    <title>A different part of the beach sort of near Rey's but not in a creepy way, Thursday</title>
    <published>2022-12-15T19:40:07Z</published>
    <updated>2022-12-15T19:40:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">There was an itch under Anakin's skin today, a presence he hadn't felt in a long time. His eyes kept drifting towards the water, searching for the person who he was both drawn to and repulsed by. His adversary, his Master, his &lt;i&gt;father&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last part was going to be a bit of a surprise to the man in black robes currently making his way along the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Skywalker," he croaked, his voice silken and corrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin turned, hair catching in the wind. "Emperor Palpatine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=148452" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:148051</id>
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    <title>Secluded, Porg and Squirrel Free Section of Beach, Post Heroes Class [NFB]</title>
    <published>2022-09-07T20:45:55Z</published>
    <updated>2022-09-07T20:47:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Anakin decided that going for drinks with his teaching buddy again was &lt;i&gt;probably&lt;/i&gt; not the best plan, especially since radio had let him know Jaina had talked to Jane and there were probably any number of questions she had for him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he headed for the beach and only realized once he got there that 1) he hated sand 2) if she killed him here no one would find him and 3) the squirrels had erected some kind of podcasting setup to record him in more detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got rid of &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; part immediately, not feeling remotely bad to give them a good Force nudge to find anywhere else to be. Then he found a good rock to brood on while he waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: For that doppelgänger.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=148051" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Office Hours, Wednesday, all day</title>
    <published>2022-05-04T15:33:04Z</published>
    <updated>2022-05-04T15:33:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Anakin was in his office with nary a skinny jean, obnoxious t-shirt, weirdly complicated coffee or manbun to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might never drink a fancy coffee again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He snuggled  happily into his Jedi robes as he went through student paperwork only to have his comm go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it wasn't Ahsoka (wow had THAT been awkward...), he picked up. "Skywalker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ben, why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because it's funny every year, Granddad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's really not," Anakin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure it is," Ben said. "Have a good day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OOC: Open!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=147914" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>63 Serenity Cove, Sunday, October 31, 2021</title>
    <published>2021-10-31T17:35:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin was feeling very smug about his choice to not eat candy last night in favor of stealing from his kids' bags tonight because he was Anakin shaped today, which was a good thing because he needed to be Anakin-shaped in order to correctly sabotage the ship of one Atton Rand, who had arrived for Homecoming looking like a sarlaac had spit him out and the refused to say why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anakin would just ground him until he did. Very normal escalation! If you were Anakin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be back in a bit!" he yelled theatrically, bounding a hydrospanner against the palm of his hand. "I have some things to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: For that couch surfer.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=147642" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Dean of Students Office Hours, Saturday, September 25, 2021</title>
    <published>2021-09-25T15:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2021-09-25T15:37:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Anakin was in his office prepared to talk to any parents or guardians or friends or whatever about their students at this school. Especially any who until now had thought this was a very normal school in Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...oops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=147278" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Anakin's House, Tuesday morning</title>
    <published>2021-07-13T13:49:34Z</published>
    <updated>2021-07-13T13:49:34Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It was weirdly quiet at home without Rory, Juliet, Christopher or Vladdie. Anakin, in a habit born out of a decade's marriage, kept making too much coffee and was now stuck drinking yesterday's muddy dregs rather than chancing a run to the store when he ran out of grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wandered through the house, cleaning up toys (always toys) and updating his list of those taken as he listened to the radio broadcast--so far a lot of teachers, but not too many students. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. He'd &lt;i&gt;hoped&lt;/i&gt; they hired people competent enough to not keep falling in holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin had not seen one of the holes, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did a check of his food supplies (with Rory's allergy to most things healthy and perishable, they were still good) and glanced out his window, wondering if he should chance a run over to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Expecting one but open for calls, visitors, astral projections...]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=147017" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:146842</id>
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    <title>Rey's Warehouse With No Rey, Friday Morning</title>
    <published>2021-07-09T12:59:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin had put his foot down and sent Rory and Christopher off the island for as long as whatever this was continued to last. (His argument of "you can't throw a coffee mug at a hole" to his wife had been met with a passionate "Of course not, that wastes the coffee!" that gave him hope that Rory wasn't &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; upset with him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he was in Rey's warehouse, settling down on the ground and just breathing. When you couldn't do anything, he told her just last week, you could always try meditation, and he'd been able to sense Obi-Wan and Padme across planets like this in another lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reached into the Force, questing out for any sort of sign of life from her. &lt;i&gt;Rey?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=146842" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:146579</id>
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    <title>Anakin's Office, post Shenanigans</title>
    <published>2021-07-07T16:21:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin settled in at his desk and pulled up his list of teacher contacts, then sent an email (and hoped he didn't need to follow up with a raven or something for Jaskier, Cara, and Yennefer. Where would he even find ravens?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: FH Faculty&lt;br /&gt;From: Anakin Skywalker, Dean of Students&lt;br /&gt;CC: Zoe Winchester&lt;br /&gt;Subject: HOLES&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fully recognizing the ridiculousness that is occurring this week, I am requesting several things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You reply to this communication in some way so that we can keep track of which members of staff are currently indisposed.&lt;br /&gt;2) You attempt to come up with a way to teach your classes for the foreseeable future in a way that does not involve meeting in person. While these holes don't seem to have a pattern, wandering around the town and school is inadvisable and we should model good behavior, even though we all know the students well enough to realize they do what they want. My children used something called TeamWebZoom for parts of their classes this year--I recommend using that until the current situation is rectified. Given the normal tempo of the island, I would guess it will be fixed by this weekend, but this is also not supposed to show up until August, so I'm at a bit of a loss.&lt;br /&gt;3) DO NOT FALL OR JUMP INTO A HOLE ON PURPOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;AS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=146579" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Shenanigan Sign-Ups!</title>
    <published>2021-06-15T00:32:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Because it's Monday! All townies, teachers, students and alums are welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=146267" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Office hours, Tuesday, May 4, 2021</title>
    <published>2021-05-04T14:22:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin was in his office getting ready for the summer when his comlink went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd checked the calendar, so he knew what to expect (even if he had no idea how Ben kept track of what day it was in Fandom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Skywalker," he said, sounding world-weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just as hilarious as it was a decade ago," Anakin said dryly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you love it, Granddad," Ben told him, laughing. "I'll see you soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin hung up, shaking his head. His family was so odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=146113" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Anakin's House, Saturday Afternoon</title>
    <published>2020-12-20T04:06:11Z</published>
    <updated>2020-12-20T04:07:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So. Anakin's front door was blocked by a marzipan boulder and surrounded by a chocolate lava moat. And he was a Jedi, so this was not a problem, this was an easy fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Except.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet insisted on moving the boulder &lt;i&gt;herself&lt;/i&gt; with the Force--something about Jaina and Tenel Ka and good practice and girl power and it had been a very long week already and that was before Vladdie had killed three light strings--and so he said fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Juliet had tried. And tried again. And every time it didn't move, the mistletoe on the side of the house said something rude and now he had a crying kid, mistletoe drowning in a lava moat, and--oh good, his &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23559987.html?thread=627415347#cmt627415347"&gt;shuttle&lt;/a&gt; taking off without him in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fine. Just &lt;i&gt;fine&lt;/i&gt;. This was &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; how he thought December would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=145759" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Office Hours, Tuesday, November 10, 2020</title>
    <published>2020-11-10T15:04:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin was taking advantage of this nice, normal week to do nice, normal paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, boring was soothing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His door was open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=145584" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Fandom Radio, Saturday, November 7, 2020</title>
    <published>2020-11-08T02:46:14Z</published>
    <updated>2020-11-08T02:46:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Good morning &lt;s&gt;sure we'll call it morning because folks, it has been a DAY&lt;/s&gt;, Fandom, it's Anakin Skywalker with the news. I taught a fascinating class about shame in &lt;a href="https://fandomhigh.dreamwidth.org/7799704.html"&gt;Ethics&lt;/a&gt;, Summer talked about &lt;a href="https://fandomhigh.dreamwidth.org/7799266.html#comments"&gt;market data&lt;/a&gt;, which sounds less fascinating, and &lt;a href="https://fandomhigh.dreamwidth.org/7799363.html"&gt;Booker's&lt;/a&gt; French class went to visit Monet's home in France. Just the home, though, not back in time to meet Monet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In town, Yasha was at the flower shop feeding a small &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23507074.html"&gt;gaggle of cats&lt;/a&gt; who have realized she will feed them, Rey had a visit from Annie at her &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23507344.html"&gt;warehouse&lt;/a&gt; before I arrived. Annie wanted to try out the obstacle course and didn't make it across the quicksand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smug pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. And then Rey was texting late at night with &lt;a href="https://thatwaslucky.dreamwidth.org/21767.html"&gt;Silver&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is as much as I want to know about that. &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23508259.html"&gt;Liam&lt;/a&gt; was at the Trooper Station reading about the raccoon craft brewery that Williams and McGarrett raided yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...there's a raccoon craft brewery? Lucifer met Jessica at the &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23507524.html"&gt;Devil's Nest&lt;/a&gt; and they compared the narcotics they've tried, so that's...some form of bonding, I suppose. On the beach, Duke managed to yoga and text Lucifer about a date invovling Chinese food and you squirrels are just &lt;i&gt;entirely&lt;/i&gt; too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chittering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, high tech binoculars. That's not better. Over at the &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23507986.html"&gt;Perk&lt;/a&gt;, Nina barrelled her way into a job with Jesse as a magical advisor for the town. Jessica met Astrid at &lt;a href="https://fandomtownies.dreamwidth.org/23507868.html"&gt;T&amp;C&lt;/a&gt; and even bought some of Astrid--sorry, local artists--some of the local artists' postcards along with her normal groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it! Have a good weekend, Fandom. Or don't. I'm not invested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=145338" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Office #1, Saturday, September 26, 2020</title>
    <published>2020-09-26T14:52:29Z</published>
    <updated>2020-09-26T14:54:12Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Anakin had some meetings to attend himself to check up on Nina as he'd promised, but for the rest of the day he was behind his desk with a carefully horded mug of caf from a galaxy far, far, away. His office was as welcoming as he could make it without making people, well, want to stay forever: forgettable instrumental music, cookies from JGOB, and a couple of chairs across from him that were only &lt;i&gt;slightly&lt;/i&gt; tippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dean of Students was here. Come ask about your students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=145114" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Office hours</title>
    <published>2020-08-20T18:52:59Z</published>
    <updated>2020-08-20T18:52:59Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Anakin didn't make it a habit--especially since he'd move to the island--to sleep in his office, but his nightmare on Wednesday had been enough to wake up both Juliet and Christopher just from the residual distress he was feeling in the Force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that had been far from his worst memory, so here he was, camping out in his office and working on increasing his mental shielding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Open!]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=144769" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1162770:144385</id>
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    <title>Office hours, Monday, May 4th</title>
    <published>2020-05-04T18:49:46Z</published>
    <updated>2020-05-04T18:49:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Did it matter that there weren't classes right now? It did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What mattered is that Anakin was the only Skywalker on Earth with knowledge of today's date, which, thanks to Ben's relentless trolling over the years had now been permanently imprinted into his brain. So one after another, each member of his home galaxy call from Anakin that began with, "May the Fourth be with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade in particular was &lt;i&gt;completely unamused&lt;/i&gt; by this. "I'm in the middle of a firefight, for kriff's sake!" he shouted before disconnecting (but not without Anakin yelling back, "STOP SHIPPING SPICE").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, not a terrible way to spend a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Open to relatives, GFFA-dezions and anyone wanting to stop in and say hi!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=144385" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Anakin's House That He is Super Regretting Being Next to Furnado, Sunday</title>
    <published>2020-04-19T21:19:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin had spent far too long corralling puppies and children (mostly the children. Christopher had been &lt;i&gt;ecstatic&lt;/i&gt; to be outside in pajamas and had put himself on the top of the jungle gym, declared himself Emperor of Dogs and refused to come down for twenty minutes) and then had gone over to apologize to a gremlin (WHAT WAS HIS LIFE) and had ended up bitten (because of course he had) and thinking he was a singing shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all he wanted was to go home, take a very hot shower, drink as much coffee as Rory had left behind and--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed heavily as his house came into view. There was a unicorn bounce house &lt;i&gt;fused&lt;/i&gt; to it somehow (he was blaming Nina without really &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt;, and Rory and Prompto were cheerfully adding even more balloons and streamers and possibly a chocolate fountain in the front yard. "Happy birthday, honey!" Rory singsonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I used to be feared across a galaxy," he muttered to himself, heading in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: SO OPEN. Come, bounce on Anakin's house.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=144209" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Office Hours, Tuesday [all day]</title>
    <published>2019-12-03T22:04:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anakin had &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; gotten used to the annual "bear hugs by polar bears plus soda" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allllllllmost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...at least he didn't pull his lightsbaer when he got literally bear hugged from behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, his office was open and there was lots of free soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=sith_happened&amp;ditemid=143986" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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