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Anakin was not sulking, okay?

Much.

~~Hiding~~ Sitting in his office in one of Rory's outfits (shut up), Anakin glared at his computer and waited for the time to pass.

And the first person to call him Annie was getting slapped, student or not.

Current Mood: cranky

With all of the visitors to his office yesterday, Anakin had not had a chance to get down to the flight shed to reconfigure it for next week's class. He made a trip back to the island, grabbed last night's radio broadcast, and headed down to the shed as he listened.

...and then he had to make a detour to Turtle and Canary to pick up bleach and a sponge ~~and some lye and a shovel to kill a boyfriend with~~.

So now Anakin was in the shed, cleaning like a fiend in between leaving slightly incoherent messages on certain people's voicemail, and wondering if he could set the sock he'd just found on fire with the power of his brain.

Taunt the Jedi at your peril, but the flight shed's doors were wide open.

Current Mood: slightly homicidal, thanks
Current Music: Hanging By a Thread - Nickel Creek

Anakin was in a surprisingly good mood as he wandered around his office.

Once Rory had convinced him to see the humor of the situation, it was ridiculous to think that she'd ever cheat on him. Especially with Jess. Not that it meant he was going to like the kid.

Ever.

The multiple dunkings into the pond last night--and getting shot by John Winchester--well...that might take a little longer to get over.

And the wedding with John and Jaina? Hmmm.

Anakin began writing up a list of people to talk to--smiting totally optional, look how reasonable he was!--and made sure the door was propped open.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Shine - Keith Urban

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.

Current Mood: grumpy
Current Music: Why Does It Always Rain On Me? - Travis

Anakin had spent the last week and a half coming up with worst case scenarios for how Jaina was doing, and finally couldn't stop himself from picking up his comlink any longer.

After all, he'd had some experience with lashing out in anger when someone he loved had died. He'd give anything to stop Jaina from following in that path.

He paced back and forth across the living room floor as he waited for his granddaughter's boyfriend to pick up the damn phone.

[OOC: For John, as it says...]

Current Mood: worried

Anakin was in his office, humming quietly under his breath.

He had no idea why.

The door was open.

Current Mood: mellow

Anakin was going to wear a path across his floor if he kept up his pacing.

And the sun wasn't going to set any faster, no matter how many times he checked out the window.

...why yes, Anakin was taking the news on the radio as a personal insult.

His ~~friendship~~ ~~alpha-male off~~ ~~rivalry~~ thing with Angel had always been...complicated. And his hatred for Angelus had never really gone away. Angelus'd nearly killed Rory, after all. Anakin wasn't the kind to just let that sort of thing go.

You know, ever.

So pacing. He figured it was a step up from lifting every rock on the island to figure out which one Angelus had slithered under.

The door was open.

Current Mood: pissed off

Anakin was in his office, working on his latest project for the ethics class to keep his mind off of where Jaina had gone.

Worried wasn't a good look for him.

...not that he'd call it that.

The door was open, and Corellian music was playing in the background.

We Are - Ana Johnsson

Current Mood: working

After a very strange encounter with Qui-Gon last night, and an even more bizarre radio last night, Anakin decided to hold his office hours a day early.

Curiosity could be a terrible thing.

He sat cross-legged on the floor in meditation, the door cracked open.

[OOC: Open for anyone looking to scare the Jedi and for great SP justice for the providers of the paycheck require me to do that work thing there.]

Breakdown - Chris Daughtry

Current Mood: confused

After slapping a sign onto his office door letting people know where he was if they were looking for him, Anakin headed down to the junkyard with the vague thought of building himself another speeder.

There had to be a faster way to get to New Haven than the stupid train, dammit.

A few minutes of wandering around the junkyard and Anakin had a pretty hefty pile of parts next to him and a light to his eyes that most people didn't get to see. He placed his robe and comlink in a neat pile next to him and began tinkering with the engine parts he'd unearthed.

And if this got his mind off of who was arriving on Friday, well, bonus.

[OOC: Up for great SP justice because work insists on me working there...]

Current Mood: busy

Anakin would tell you that he was working on his lesson plan for Thursday if you asked.

And then he would close down the websites full of corsages he was looking at.

For a guy with a date who was just a friend, he was going all out for the dance.

The door was open.

Current Mood: excited

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