tlmtwelve · 19 hours ago
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@pinahallowsevecloneparty Prompt: "Why are you poking me?" / "Looking for a mute button..."
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darth-memes · 9 months ago
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THE BAD BATCH SEASON 3 IS COMING OUT ON FEBRUARY 21ST!!!!
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marvin-needs-love · 1 year ago
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friendly reminder, its been 2,029 days since we've last seen Alexsandr Kallus :(
he was last seen on march 5, 2018 when a family reunion and farewell aired...
and we haven't seen him since.
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batchedzine · 3 days ago
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🍪 10 days until preorders close 🍪
We've extended the deadline to place your preorder for "Batched", so that means there are still 10 days left to get your copy!
We've unlocked all of our stretch goals, so everyone who purchases our Full Batch Bundle will get 3 bonus merch pieces!
Preorders for Batched close November 7th!
🧁Preorder your copy here!🧁
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highrepubliczine · 21 days ago
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✨Only 3 days left to preorder "Starlight: A High Republic Phase I Zine!"✨
Time's running out to preorder your copy of this gorgeous collection of art and fic celebrating Phase I of the Star Wars: The High Republic series!
We are just 5 physical sales away from upgrading the foil on the charms in the Tempest Bundle!!
Share this post and help us spread the word to High Republic fans, and get your copy ordered ASAP!
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kylowanderer · 1 year ago
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I can hardly believe it but WE ARE 100 DAYS AWAY FROM HALLOWEEN!!!!!
HOOOOOOOW?!
I have missed spooky season so much! Finally I can get back to wearing Kylo and all my other costumes because soon the heat will be GONE!! 🎃🎉
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robotsandramblings · 2 years ago
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❤️🖤  ONE  MONTH  UNTIL  SEASON  TWO !!  🖤❤️
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questforgalas · 2 years ago
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✨TBB Finale Countdown Day 1✨
So stoked for the finale episodes on Wednesday I can't wait so to harness my excited/anxious energy I'm going to post and answer a TBB/Star Wars related question each day - would love if other people joined in/interacted!!! (positive interactions only! no bashing, only loving!)
Day 1 prompt: Who's your favorite batcher and why?
I'll try to answer this not as a 5 page thesis 😂 literally since they exited the Marauder in TCW S7E1 I've loved Crosshair. He's normally not the type of character I point at and say "that one's my new brain fixer" but I loved how subtly the animators gave him tells of his softness/fondness to show he's not all snark and arrogance and I thought his tattoo was so freaking cool and had the coolest skills displayed during that arc. I mentally wrapped him in a blanket and haven't let go. Combine that now with his arc through TBB series?? Oh babes, I'm never letting him go
Tell me your favorite batcher!!
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nikkiruncks · 5 months ago
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Hiya, Poorni ❤️! Could I request a drabble rewriting the scene where Leia and Gwen meet Mitch for the job interview based on our Discord conversation?
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"Hey, I'm Leia Forman, I'm…here for the interview." Leia smiles. She wants to make a good impression in order to get this job.
Mitch raises his eyebrows, "You wouldn't be related to an Eric Forman, would you?" He knows my dad?
Leia and Gwen just stare at him in response.
"Cause that smokin hot happy meal got stolen from me by Donna Pinciotti!" Mitch exclaims.
Leia raises an eyebrow, "You dated my dad?"
"Y'know I thought he'd say that your dad stole your mom from him." Gwen whispers in Leia's ear. Mitch was able to hear though and let out a snort.
"Me and Donna? Yeah, right? I'm way more into cute, geeky Star Wars nerds. How is your dad by the way? Did he mention me?" Mitch has a goofy grin and he starts to think about Eric.
Leia and Gwen could only stare at him, feeling utterly confused about what the hell was going on.
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winniethewife · 1 year ago
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Count down to Kinktober
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2 days to go so here's the opening of Day 30, Cunnilingus with Fives.
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The Kaminoans strived for perfection so when it was discovered on a routine health inspection that his tongue was longer than the standard clone they called it a defect, he called it his greatest attribute, and she couldn’t disagree.
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tlmtwelve · 7 days ago
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@pinahallowsevecloneparty Prompt: "I just want to forget you"
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piecesofeden11 · 11 months ago
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Anakin, Obi-Wan, and the Secret of the Star Brick - Part 1 (Day 1-7)
The initial idea was to post this in day-by-day increments, like the advent calendar it was so obviously inspired by, but my muses have gone on quite a ride with me and have insisted I insert *story* and *feelings* into this, frankly, silly idea. So to give all of that adequate room, I'll be posting in four installments instead, covering 7 days each, until Christmas :D Please, enjoy this absolute silliness <3 (Under the cut for length)
Prologue - Part 1 -
1 "Kriff! Is everything okay down there?" Anakin called down from his perch. Even from this distance, he could see Obi-Wan's unimpressed expression, but chose to ignore it for the moment. "Hold on, I'm coming down." Jumping, and landing smoothly, Anakin joined Obi-Wan next to the curious container. It was of an odd, shapeless, well, shape, completely translucent and seemed sturdy but still gave easily when prodded.
More importantly, however, they could clearly see that someone was inside.
"Careful", Obi-Wan called out, when Anakin ignited his saber. "You don't know if-"
"Well, I'm sure we can handle whoever's in there between the two of us. And what if it's someone who needs help?"
Not waiting for a reply, Anakin sliced down onto the strange container. An unpleasant smell, similar, yet completely different from melting plastoid, filled his nostrils, but the container now had an opening.
"Get back! I have a weapon!" an unfamiliar voice yelled. It sounded young, and clearly frightened but admirably tough as well.
Obi-Wan gestured towards Anakin's saber, who quickly turned it off. "It's alright. We have no intentions of harming you", he called out and took a step back, allowing whoever the person was space to exit their confinement.
More of that odd rustling, as the person struggled free. Anakin felt his skin prickle, an uneasy feeling and when he looked at Obi-Wan, he saw his Master's former self similarly tense.
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"Don't move", the voice demanded again, and then, a person - no - a child emerged from the container, a mop of short blonde hair on top of their head, brandishing - a single stud. "I'm a good shot, I warn you!", they threatened again.
Anakin snorted a laugh. "I bet you are, kid." The stud hit his head with staggering precision. "Outch, hey!" He glared at the child while rubbing his forehead. The child, in turn used the distraction to dash past him, bringing some distance between themselves and the two men.
Out of the corner of his eye, Anakin could see Obi-Wan hiding a smile, before turning towards the child, hands raised placatingly. "We're not going to hurt you, please. My name is Obi-Wan and this here is Anakin. What can we call you?"
The child kept eyeing them both wearily, but some of the tension bled out of their shoulders already. Obi-Wan had that effect on people. "I'm Omega", the child said after a long pause, then added, almost as an afterthought, a reflex of good upbringing. "Nice to meet you."
"It is very nice to meet you, too, Omega. Do you happen to know where we are? We have stumbled upon this place quite by accident, I'm afraid and have, consequently stumbled upon you as we were looking for way out."
"You're Jedi, aren't you?" Omega blurted out in place of an answer, eyes wide as she spotted the lightsaber dangling from Anakin's belt. "Y-you're not going to harm me, are you? I never had the chip, I never hurt a Jedi!"
"Harm you? No, of course not!" Obi-Wan exchanged a brief, confused look with Anakin. "I'm afraid there's a lot to unpack here. You are not from here, either, are you?"
"No. I was with my family and then there was this loud bang and everything went dark and then I was stuck in that weird foil cage and, well, then you found me." The initial adrenaline seemed to have left her system almost completely, as she began to shake visibly. Anakin could see Obi-Wan's muscles tense with the instinct to comfort her. "I don't know where we are. I want to go back. I need to get back. They'll be worried about me." There was the incoming panic.
Anakin sighed softly, feeling his own sadness and worry pool cold in his belly. "Hey, kid. No worries. We'll figure something out and get you back to your folks in no time. I promise!"
For the first time since she had smacked him in the head with the stud, she really looked at him and he could see the tears swimming in her eyes. Stars, this was really just a child. He knelt down, holding his arms wide. "I promise, we'll take care of you, okay?"
It took a few seconds, but than she cautiously crossed the distance and allowed herself to be hugged. Over her head, Anakin met Obi-Wan's gaze, a complicated mixture of surprise und suspicion in those pretty blue eyes.
2 They managed to construct a shelter from the Aethersprite's ripped off wing and the blankets stored in both Anakin's and Obi-Wan's emergency compartments. It was not necessarily comfortable, but it would serve its purpose. "It's not like we're planning to stay long anyways, right?" Anakin said as he stood before the finished product, arms crossed and tilting his head in skepticism.
Next to him, Obi-Wan tilted his head the other way, as if that would somehow make the whole thing seem less shoddy and threadbare. He shrugged. "I suppose it will have to do."
From somewhere over their shoulder, Artoo beeped. They turned in unison, to find Omega, flanked by the two astromechs looking towards the monument. "Who could have build such a thing?" she wondered, clearly in conversation with the two droids.
"Not a clue", Anakin said, walking up next to her. "And I don't much care, as long as it helps us get back home, hm? So, shall we check out that second chamber?" Anakin was already strolling forward, hands reached up, feeling for the chamber's door through the Force. Just as with Omega's, the strange thin material came open easily and in the chamber behind, they could see the shapes of another translucent containment pod.
"Another prisoner?", Obi-Wan asked, his hand once again smoothing over his jaw.
"Only one way to find out!" With a soft grunt, Anakin wrapped the Force around the pod and pulled it free. It landed with a rustling noise and the distinct clatter of - "Are those ship parts?"
"They could be! Let's get it closer to the camp."
Another effortless display of the Force later, the pod sat on the floor between all five of them, carefully opened to reveal what indeed looked like an assortment of ship parts, bricks and studs of different sizes and functions.
"Curious", Obi-Wan mused, twisting and turning one of the studs in his hand. "I wonder what these are used for." His gaze wandered back to the monument for a moment, the chamber's door flapping oddly in a low breeze. Something about it, however, caught his eye. "Is that- wait here for a moment, will you?"
"Not like we have anywhere else to go", Anakin called after Obi-Wan's retreating back, than shrugged when Omega gave him a questioning stare. "His ideas are usually good."
A moment later, Obi-Wan came jogging back to them, the actual full door folded in his hand and a triumphant grin on his face. "It's a manual", he announced, delighted.
"A - manual? For what?"
"For the parts! Here, look, if we put this and this together, like so and then -" The bricks began floating in front of them, twisting and circling before clicking together. Something began to take shape.
"Huh", Anakin said, when the finished object sat between them on the ground. "That looks almost like Cad Bane's ship, only, well, tiny."
"Cad Bane?" Obi-Wan asked, confusing Anakin for a moment before he remembered, that this version of Obi-Wan had probably not met the bounty hunter yet.
"Oh, yeah, some guy we- I- you know, my version of you and I, ran into quite often. Anyways-" Anakin quickly turned his attention back on the pile of bricks. He probably should not tell an Obi-Wan from the past too much about future events anyways. "Seems like we have few spare parts now. I think I can use those for the repairs.
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"And what do we do with this thing?", Omega asked, poking at the miniature ship.
"I suggest we leave it for now. I'm still not certain whether this monument might not be of significance for the locals." "Which we haven't even met yet. Who knows if there even are any?"
Obi-Wan lifted an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "Which is why I keep suggesting we investigate a little more. Perhaps that would also give us some clues as to how we get back to our own times."
"You do that, I'll get to repairing. Artoo, you comin'?"
3 As Anakin busied himself with fitting the few parts they had garnered the day before, Obi-Wan did go off to explore the mysterious monument.
Whoever had built it, certainly had been most impressive, given the size of the thing alone. Combined with the curious and unfamiliar paintings applied to it, it was a thrilling puzzle and one Obi-Wan was all too eager to crack.
After strolling around the site for a while, seeing if there was any signs of local life about, he sat down at the bottom of the monument for a bit. There was a distinct hum to it, a vibrant and strong sense of the Force, that seemed to almost call to him. Closing his eyes, he sank into a meditative state, reaching out to the world around him.
It felt oddly familiar and compeletely alien all at once. There was the shape of his starfighter, banged up but known, there was the small black hole in the Force where R4 took up space. There was all manner of small lifeforms in the underbrush and that, in itself was also not a new sensation.
Then there was Anakin. Or rather, a version of Anakin. He certainly felt like Anakin, talked like him, too. A little older, a little wiser, perhaps, yes, but still, at his core, Anakin. Being around him was, for lack of a better word, soothing. In this odd, foreign place, there was comfort in knowing at least someone.
"Hey, sorry if I'm interrupting." Ah, yes. Definitely Anakin. Obi-Wan slowly cracked open an eye to find Anakin standing in front of him, bent slightly at the waist, a sheepish grin on his face. It gave Obi-Wan a good opportunity to study him a little more up close. The changes were stark, yet fascinating. He itched to ask this Anakin about his scar, about the lines under his eyes, about the deeply haunted look behind them.
"Can I help you?", he asked instead.
Anakin pointed upwards, at the monument. "I was thinking of cracking open door number three. See if that gets us any new information."
"Ah, certainly." Obi-Wan cracked his neck a few times and then got back up, patting the dust and dirt - of which there was surprisingly little around - from his robes. "Allow me."
This time, Obi-Wan did the honors of cracking the door and floating the pod down to their camp. As they opened this one up, he could not help feel a small sense of excitement, almost. The wonder and curiosity of what they might have discovered this time. The hope that it would perhaps be another clue as to where they were.
Finding another manual on the door, they quickly assembled the new pile of bricks. Anakin gave a whistle of appreciation at the finished product. "That's an N-1! Neat paintjob, too."
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"And also, once again, rather small."
"But we have more leftovers, so more parts for me to work with." Anakin had his arms full of them already, beaming at Obi-Wan with the achingly familiar boyish charm that he had, before dashing over to the wreckage of Obi-Wan's fighter. Yes, this was most definitely Anakin.
As he settled down in their makeshift shelter, Obi-Wan wondered what his Anakin was doing right now. He tried not to dwell too much on his.
4 Anakin ran out of parts not that much later, idly kicking at the dust when Obi-Wan came to join him and rubbing his hands on a rug. His brow was creased in a frown as he studied his handiwork, the Aethersprite still looking more broken than anything.
"Not going as planned?", Obi-Wan asked, gently, as he recognized the signs of frustration in Anakin's tense shoulders. Despite being older than his own Padawan, it was still rather easy for Obi-Wan to read this Anakin.
"It's okay. I'm making progress and I should get this ship up and running again soon, but-" Anakin halted, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth until it turned pink and slightly puffy from the treatment. "Well, then there's still my ship and the question of how the kriff we're going to get out of here."
"I'm sure something will turn up. We ended up here somehow. It must be possible for that process to be reversed."
Anakin gave him a long, odd look and then laughed dryly. "What I hear you saying there, Master, is Trust in the Force, Anakin. And you're right. I should. I will." He looked off towards the monument, swallowed and then squared his shoulders. "In fact, I'm gonna go see what's behind the next door."
"Be careful, Anakin. There's still a lot at play here that we don't understand."
Anakin turned back to Obi-Wan with a devastatingly handsome smile. "When am I ever not careful, Master?"
"Oh, I could think of an occasion or two. And that's just for as long as I've known you", Obi-Wan replied, fighting the fond smile tugging at his lips. He began following Anakin's long strides towards the monument, walking at a much more sedate pace himself.
The structure, by now almost familiar loomed over them, eerie and mysterious as ever. As Obi-Wan watched, another door began opening under Anakin's expert manipulations and they soon carried yet another container back to camp, the instructions right along with it.
"Alright", Anakin said, rubbing his hands before he tore open the crinkling material. "These could almost be Aethersprite parts", he exclaimed, holding one of the studs up for Obi-Wan's inspection. Obi-Wan nodded knowledgably, having absolutely no idea what function any of these pieces could have in the wreckage.
"With you talent, I'm sure any of these could be useful, Anakin", he said instead and noticed, not unpleased, the rosy pink undertone that snuck onto Anakin's cheeks.
"Yeah, well. The closer to the original, the better. Hey Omega, you wanna have a look at this, too? Artoo, I could use a claw or two here, buddy."
The construction slowly took shape, their teamwork getting better and better by the day. When Omega placed the last piece, there was a short electrical burst and suddenly the construct began moving, unfolding, transforming into the distinct shape of a pit droid in front of them.
"What a fun color he has!", Omega explaimed, delighted and reached out to pat the little droid on the hat-like head. It jumped back slightly, it's optical sensors moving rapidly from one to the next.
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"H-h-hallo", it started, speech slightly rusty. "Whe-e-ere am I?"
Anakin approached the droid, hands up in the air in a friendly, unthreatening gesture. "Hey there, buddy. I'm afraid that is a question none of us can answer. Do you have a designation Something we can call you?"
The droid appeared to think for a moment, a light at the center of his chest dimming and relighting rhythmically. "3X-H0", it said at last.
"Hohoho, huh? Is it okay, if we call you 3X?"
"Acceptable."
"Well, 3X, welcome to our little band of castaways. Can you tell me where you come from?"
Once again, the light began pulsing, as 3X searched its memory bank. "Ne-ne-negative. No core memories from before assembly. I'm sorry." The droid seemed to pick up on the disappointment in the group rather quickly, bowing its head in shame.
Anakin sighed. "Well, so much for a new clue, but hey. We got a new buddy who I'm sure can help us. 3X, are you familiar with the basic functionality of a sub light drive?"
"A-a-affirmative. Maintenance and repair of propulsion technology is my core directive."
"Excellent! You can come with me, then."
5 The next day began much the same as the one's before. Anakin tinkered, now assisted by both Artoo as well as 3X, while Omega watched. Meanwhile Obi-Wan did his best to keep their camp somewhat tidy, not an easy task when the entire camp was also, essentially, Anakin's workshop.
That task somewhat accomplished, and seeing that Anakin was still buried deep within the Aethersprite's left engine, Obi-Wan decided to take care of today's door.
"Can I join?" Omega piped up behind him as he was just about to set out.
"Certainly, young one."
She smiled and quickly caught up, joining him on the short trek towards the monument. "What do you think it is?", she asked as they came to stand at the base once again, the ground starting to show signs of their continued presence.
"I have a few theories, each one more unlikely than the next, but I'm certain that whatever it may be, it is the answer to all of our routes home." Obi-Wan gently put a hand against the smooth surface and closed his eyes, allowing the monument's strong Force aura to seep into him, showing him the way to their next door. "Will you step back there for a second, my dear? Thank you. Careful, it's coming down now."
"It's so cool how you do that, you know. I've never really been around Jedi before. My brothers knew some but to see you do what you do from up close is something else for sure."
Obi-Wan chuckled softly, as he turned to lift both the door and container up to float them back to camp, Omega falling back into step beside him.
"You must miss your brothers a great deal." "I do, but I'm glad I landed with you guys. I think we'll figure this all out and then I'm back home before they even notice I'm gone." Obi-Wan could tell that she was doing her best to put on a brave facade and respected that, refraining from poking any further. Instead, he nodded ahead to where their camp came into view.
Artoo and R4 were off by Anakin's fighter, bickering in rapid binary about some problem or another, both with several tools exuding from their barrel shaped bodies.
3X was going through their collection of artefacts and tried, to Obi-Wan's great delight, to bring some order into that area as well. It was a valiant, but ultimately vain endeavor, as Anakin was likely to tear into it again very soon, once the new parts came in and might require additions from the pile.
Anakin himself stood in the middle of the camp, by their makeshift seating area, his back turned towards Obi-Wan and Omega's approach. Still, the tension in his shoulders spoke volumes and just before they entered within earshot, Obi-Wan bent towards Omega. "Dear, how would you like to take on our little building project today?"
She looked up at him, surprise written clearly across her features and then grinned. "Really? Oh, I'd love that! I can get Artoo and R4 and 3X to help me, too!" With an extra bounce in her step she dashed off to gather the droids, while Obi-Wan deposited the container and instructions within their designated building area.
He could feel Anakin coming closer before he even heard it, the Force rolling off him like a bow wave.
"New pieces?", Anakin asked gruffly.
"Indeed, but I've already promised this project to Omega." Obi-Wan could hear the sharp intake of breath and quickly lifted a hand. "I was hoping I might squirrel you away for a sparing match instead. It's been a few days now and I'm feeling rather stiff. I thought the movement could do us both some good."
Anakin frowned, his eyes darting quickly between Obi-Wan, Omega and the pile of pieces and studs in front of her. He worried his bottom lip again, a really rather distracting habit if Obi-Wan had anything to say about it and then sighed. "Sure, why not."
Summoning his lightsaber to his hand, he followed Obi-Wan towards an open space within sight of the camp, rolling his shoulders as he did so.
"Three out of five for a start?", Obi-Wan inquired, making sure to sound extra cheerful. Anakin just grunted his assent, then cracked his neck a few times, causing Obi-Wan to purse his lips. "Still with that habit, I see?"
"It helps with the headaches. I forgot how much of a talker you are throughout duels." Anakin's brow was still dark, but at least he was throwing quips now, which Obi-Wan counted as progress.
Shedding his outer robe, he circled his own arms a few times, then took his first stance, igniting the blue blade of his saber, ensuring that it was set to stun, not kill.
Anakin followed his lead, readying himself in the familiar form V and then waiting exactly one split of a second before launching into a powerful attack, that nearly cost Obi-Wan his first point. The difference between his Padawan and this older version of him became starling clear in the way he had finetuned his skills.
Anakin had always been powerful and a nimble fighter, but his impatience had often diminished the effect of those attributes. This Anakin, however, had obviously learned to quell some of that impatience. He was attacking with precision, often anticipating Obi-Wan's moves before he himself was even half aware of them. It made for the most refreshingly exciting spar Obi-Wan has had in a very long time.
Three out of five turned into best of seven, then nine and soon they stopped counting hits, simply moving on whenever a strike landed, until they were both drenched and out of breath.
But, just as Obi-Wan had hoped, Anakin was grinning now, clearly enjoying himself, as he taunted Obi-Wan once again, baiting him into one last attack.
It was an obvious trap but Obi-Wan willingly indulged him, lunging forward in a sloppy, open attack, that Anakin parried easily, sidestepping him and then nearly bringing Obi-Wan down to his knees with a well-placed elbow to his back.
Obi-Wan switched of his saber with a hiss and heard Anakin's do the same behind his back. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he turned to congratulate the other man on an excellent performance, when the words got stuck in his throat.
Anakin, clearly heated up from the intensity of the duel, had shrugged off his tunic altogether and was wiping the sweat of his face with it. His broad chest glistened under this strange light of this world's sun, expanding and contracting with his slowly calming breath.
What Obi-Wan's eyes were drawn to, however, was the gleaming black and gold construction that sat where Anakin's lower right arm shoulder have been. He could see mechanical pieces move and shift with each motion of the limb.
Questions began to race through his mind, scenarios and nightmares taking shape next.
"Oh, yeah." Anakin must have noticed him staring, as he lifted the prothesis up into the light and wiggled his fingers, still encased in a black glove. "That's a long story which I'm not supposed to tell you. Just know that it's not as bad as it looks and it doesn't hider me at all." He smiled lopsidedly and then wrapped his tunic around his neck like a towel. "Thanks for this, by the way. I think I need that. Should be go and see what Omega managed to build?"
Obi-Wan needed a second to clear his mind, but then he nodded, wiping his own face with the sleeves of his tunic. "Yes, yes I think we should. And afterwards, perhaps a bath might be in order."
"Lead the way then, Master."
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6 With Omega's project yielding very little in terms of new parts, Anakin took Artoo out to the monument early the next day, Omega dashing after him the moment she noticed them leaving. Not quite the inconspicuous retreat Anakin had hoped for, but he did not mind the company too much. If anything, the girl's presence made him miss Ahsoka just a little bit, fueling his determination to find them all a way out of this mess.
"So, let's see. Six should be the number of the day, huh?" Together, they quickly located the corresponding door and pried it open. "Another day, another bag, kid. Let's see what we can build toda- Woah!"
The clear containment bag nearly feel out of it's holding chamber by itself, with muffled shouts coming from within.
"Is there a person in there?", Omega asked, eyes wide, just as Anakin ignited his saber.
"I think so. Step back, kid!" Hastily slashing an opening into the bag, Anakin moved so he could have Omega behind himself, shielding her from potential harm.
Just how correct that instinct was, became clear a second later, when a fully armoured and most of all armed cloner trooper rolled out of the cointainment bag, pointing a rather impressive flame thrower at both of them. "Hand's up where I can see them", he shouted, his voice warped by the helmet but distinctly related to Rex and Cody and all their brothers. Omega drew a sharp breath in, but Anakin held out a hand, keeping her from moving.
"At ease, soldier", Anakin began, trying to appear as unthreatening as possible. "Not to pull rank, but you are pointing a gun at a General of the Grand Army of the Republic here, so perhaps lower that a little?"
The soldier's hand shook a little bit, but he kept his gun trained firmly on Anakin's chest. "You are a Jedi. You are marked as a traitor and supposed to be executed by the law of the Emperor." Where his gun hand was mostly steady, the trooper's voice shook much more heavily, his words sounding rehearsed rather than convinced. Anakin narrowed his eyes at him, his saber twitching at his belt.
"By law of how now?"
"The Galactic Emperor. Please, stand back from the child so we can avoid unecessary casualties."
"Oh, yeah, I don't that's going to happen, pal. See, I-"
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"What in the blazes is going on here?" Obi-Wan, drawn by the comotion, joined the standoff, his arms crossed in a deceptivly relaxed pose. Anakin knew just too well, just how deadly a relaxed Obi-Wan could be.
The soldier, by the color of his armor clearly a member of the 212th, turned towards him and suddenly, the shaking of his hand got a lot worse. So much, that his flamerthrower clattered to the ground, his hands coming up in defeat. "G-general Kenobi- how-how is this possible, sir? I-Commander Cody-he-"
Obi-Wan lifted a hand and the trooper immediatly shut up, his shoulders going ramrod straight. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I must stop you right there. See, you, me, all of us here are in a bit of a predicament in that we've been thrown into this strange place with no idea how or why. The only thing we have figured out so far, is that all of us come from vastly different points in time. So I'm afraid I have not personally met you yet and do not know your Commander either. Neither, it seems, have you met Anakin or Omega here, or else I would be curious as to why you would point a gun at either of them."
Anakin opened his mouth to add the trooper's comment about an Emperor as well, but Obi-Wan shut him up just as quickly as the trooper before. "I believe it is in all of our best interests to keep information about our respective lives to a very bare minium. Meaning, I would simply ask your name and hope that you will join us in finding a way out of here. Can we agree on that?"
The trooper remained silent for a long time, so much that Anakin almost suspected, he had fainted inside of his armor and was simply propped up by the firm material.
"That sounds agreeable, General." He turned towards Anakin and Omega. "Apologise to you, too. I will do my best to assist you in this mission."
"Excellent. Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I suggest we all sit down for breakfast and then see how we proceed from here on out. Oh, and please, call me Obi-Wan. I am no General and have no ambitions to be one, either. What did you say your name was?"
"It's CT-2412, Sir."
"Well, that seems a bit of a mouthful now."
"My brothers call me Jay."
As Obi-Wan lead Jay towards their camp, Anakin stayed behind for a moment. Sadness settled heavy in his stomach, as he realized just how much this Obi-Wan's life would soon be thrown for a loop once he returned to his own time.
"You may not want to be, but you'll be the greatest General of them all", he muttered under his breath, ignoring the strange look Omega threw his way and then picked up a wayward stud from the ground to attach to one of their ships. He did not feel like breakfast much.
7 A strange bleakness had settled of their camp by the next morning and everyone's mood was just this side of sad as they sat in a circle to share their rations for breakfast. Anakin had decided the next morning to let Obi-Wan get the next door on his own, opting to keep an eye on the clone trooper, who still did not seem quite like he had found his footing in their strange situation.
When Obi-Wan returned with a new package of parts, they assembled it in silence, holding very little hope for something that might actually solve their problem.
It was an all the more pleasant surprise when it became clear what they had just found. "An actual, functioning coms tower!" Anakin's mood actually lifted by some degree when he pressed the power button on the device and the antenna's top began swirling in lazy circles. "I can rig our coms for that frequency. That way, we should be able to explore a little further and still keep in touch?"
"That could proof very helpful. Good thinking, dear."
Anakin's smile grew wider still at the praise, his cheeks turning slightly pink. "With a little luck we might just find enough parts that I can strengthen the signal beyond this planet. Perhaps we can get in touch with someone in this, well, world? Galaxy? Who knows!"
"A fortifying prospect, indeed. I think we can chalk this day up as successful, hm?" Obi-Wan tried to share in Anakin's sudden burst of optimism, but somehow, his heart still felt heavy. Something in his mind kept nudging at him to be mindful, to not take peace for granted. For the first time since he had crashed on this strange planet, he felt like there was something darker, more sinister at play.
Anakin returned to his side about an hour later, triumphantly holding up two commlinks. "Tada! Not an ideal built but it should do the trick." He looked so proud, so radiant, that it almost broke Obi-Wan's heart. Because in that moment, all of the youth of his Padawan years came to the forefront and it made Obi-Wan ache with longing. Stars, he wanted to get home, no needed to get home.
Trying not to let his emotions show, Obi-Wan took the com and fitted it to his belt. "Good job, dear", he praised instead, knowing it would sufficiently distract Anakin's attention. "I think, I will make use of it right away and see if I cannot find anything useful further beyond the monument."
Anakin's shoulders sagged a little, his head tilting to the side. "Are you sure? I mean, I could come with you. We don't know what's out there and even with the com, I mean. I'm fast but who knows where you'll be and -" "Anakin."
"Yeah?"
Obi-Wan shook his head with a soft, patient smile. "I am touched by your concern, but I believe if anything, or anyone, had intentions of harming us, they would have had plenty of chances already. I am also somewhat proficient with my lightsaber, even if maybe not quite as much as you. So I'm sure I'll be fine on a small expedition on my own."
While he did not appear completely convinced, Anakin only pursed his lips and kept quite, as much an admission of surrender as Obi-Wan would probably ever get. "Just- give me regular updates, okay? And if the com gets out of range, you turn back!"
"I'm not a youngling, dear. But I promise not too venture too far out."
Anakin's despondent pout burning into the back of his neck, Obi-Wan set out a few minutes later, a couple of rations packed in his belt pockets, his saber attached and at the ready. Omega waved him off with a cheery "See you later!" and Jay saluted, despite Obi-Wan's insistence that it was not necessary.
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When night fell that evening, the com remained silent and not a single trace of Obi-Wan.
TBC
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Happy Memorial Day!
Ni su'cuyi, gar kyr'adyc, ni partayli, gar darasuum — "I'm still alive, but you are dead. I remember you, so you are eternal."
Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la — "Not gone, merely marching far away."
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