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Office hours [all day]
Jul. 30th, 2012 08:48 amAnakin was running a little behind today (for some reason Rory hadn't been all that anxious to let him leave the house...), but after getting a slightly garbled version of what had gone on last week, he had a feeling that people might be a little interested in checking in on him today.
So there he was, in his office, with plenty of tissues, pastries, and coffee (and something a little stronger in the desk for Zoe). He was contemplating putting up a "Not Dead Yet" sign, but figured that was probably not entirely necessary.
[OOC: Am back! Ish! At least for the next few days. And I'm now living five hours ahead of East Coast time.]
So there he was, in his office, with plenty of tissues, pastries, and coffee (and something a little stronger in the desk for Zoe). He was contemplating putting up a "Not Dead Yet" sign, but figured that was probably not entirely necessary.
[OOC: Am back! Ish! At least for the next few days. And I'm now living five hours ahead of East Coast time.]
Office hours [Tuesday, April 17, 2012]
Apr. 17th, 2012 09:19 amIt had been bad enough that he was in a navy blue polyester nightmare, but Anakin's problems had only compounded when he'd reached out to save what he'd thought had been several little green toys from falling into the pond on his way to the school.
"You saved our lives," they intoned in creepy unison, pattering along behind him. "We are eternally grateful."
"Really, it's nothing," Anakin said. "Go away."
"You saved our lives," they repeated in the same tone. "We are eternally grateful."
"Fine, fine, you're grateful," Anakin said, shooing them into his office and hiding them under his desk. "Now hide."
"You saved our lives. We are eternally grateful."
It was going to be an unbearable day, but the Dean of Students was in for all of your bitching about your uniform/new roommate/final exam needs.
"You saved our lives," they intoned in creepy unison, pattering along behind him. "We are eternally grateful."
"Really, it's nothing," Anakin said. "Go away."
"You saved our lives," they repeated in the same tone. "We are eternally grateful."
"Fine, fine, you're grateful," Anakin said, shooing them into his office and hiding them under his desk. "Now hide."
"You saved our lives. We are eternally grateful."
It was going to be an unbearable day, but the Dean of Students was in for all of your bitching about your uniform/new roommate/final exam needs.
Skywalkers' Hotel room [early evening]
Dec. 7th, 2011 10:22 pmAnakin had been sitting with Juliet at a table and trying to convince her to eat another chicken nugget shaped like a dinosaur when he felt it: the unique, Ben-shaped spot in the galaxy was gone. For just a second, Anakin forgot how to breathe.
Juliet burst into tears.
JAINA? LUKE? he sent immediately, more an emotion than actual words. If he felt frantic in the Force, well, so be it. He was frantic.
Juliet burst into tears.
JAINA? LUKE? he sent immediately, more an emotion than actual words. If he felt frantic in the Force, well, so be it. He was frantic.
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