sith_happened: (Anakin: earth clothes)
Anakin had been in the tuxedo shop alone for five minutes and had already been ogled helped by three different shop assistants.

"No ruffles," he said, making a face. "And no hats. And nothing that shiny."

He kept glancing more and more desperately towards the door, hoping a groomsman or two would save him.
sith_happened: (Anakin: caring)
It had been a long, long few days, and Anakin had spent the time since he'd arrived back from Colorado staring at the walls of his office and hoping he'd done the right thing.

He knew he had office hours the next day. He knew that it would be a long drive up and back.

He didn't care.

Which was why he slipped into Rory's suite with the key she'd given him--after checking to make sure Paris wasn't around (she looked like she could wield a mean frying pan)--and slid into bed with her.

Now he could relax.

Cannonball - Damien Rice
sith_happened: (Anakin: from behind)
Anakin didn't want to do this.

At all.

But after an hour of picking the phone up and putting it down, and a trip down to the construction site to talk to Xander, he finally took a deep breath, picked up the alumni contact list, and began making some calls.

[OOC: The door is closed, but he's around. If you have an alum who he should be calling to tell about Hamlet, ping me in IM, plz.]

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