i'm asking you to let go.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.

[commandsvictory]

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[unleadr]

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[berleezymoved]

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚂: 𝚁𝙴𝙱𝙴𝙻𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂.   feel free to change pronouns/tenses/anything to suit scenarios, etc.

the jedi knights are all but destroyed.

i’m just trying to sell a couple jogans here.

well, who’s gonna stop us?

sorry, sorry. not looking for trouble.

stay on alert! repeat, this is a code red.

what’s the emergency?

thanks for doing the heavy lifting!

if the big guy catches you, he’ll end you! good luck!

pretty gutsy move, kid!

okay, you caught me! i give up!

hey, look— i stole this stuff, whatever it is, fair and square.

today is not your day.

you have a better option? come on!

do you have any idea what these are worth on the black market?

you said this was a routine op. what happened down there?

please, it’s been a difficult morning.

how about a little less attitude and a little more altitude?

if i didn’t know better, i’d think you did that on purpose.

if you knew better, we wouldn’t be in this situation.

look, i was just doing the same thing you were.

you have no idea what i was doing. you don’t know me. 

nothing would thrill me more than tossing you out while in flight.

aren’t you a little busy at the moment?

you’re not thinking what i think you’re thinking.

they knew our protocol and were waiting in position.

it could signify the spark of rebellion.

next time they make a move, we’ll be waiting for them. 

if i told you, i’d have to kill you. and i might just kill you anyway.

look, i know you’re not gonna believe me— but it’s like this thing wanted me to take it.

you’re right, i don’t believe you.

hand me the lightsaber.

lightsaber? isn’t that the weapon of the jedi.

not too good at following directions, are you?

who are you people? i mean, you’re not thieves exactly.

we’re not exactly anything. we’re a crew, a team— in some ways, a family.

if he tries anything, sound the alarm or shoot him.

i owe those hairy beast. they saved some of my people.

if we don’t intercept this ship, we’ll never find them. 

can we please get rid of him?

you know, this whole “mission” thing is nuts.

i’m not against sticking it to the empire, but there’s no way i’d stick my neck out this far. who does that?

at least things seem to be going smoother than our last op.

it’s a trap! we gotta get out of here! it’s a trap!

the kid’s blowing another op!

they’ll follow the plan. it’ll be fine. 

yeah, ‘cause the plan’s gone just great so far.

artificial gravity is down for two minutes!

attention, rebel ship— surrender or be destroyed.

this is your first and last warning. 

i can’t see it from here. how’d it look?

wow, you’re about as bright as a binary droid.

trust in the force.

i believe the lower hanger is a diversion.

and this time, try not to leave until everyone’s back aboard.

first you ditch me, then you hit me?

thanks. thank you— i really didn’t think you’d come back for me. 

have you heard of the spice mines of kessel?

i’ve come this far. might as well finish the job. 

i think you have something that belongs to me.

good luck saving the galaxy.

you can learn what it truly means to be a jedi.

so we’re arm dealers again?

i already know the mission. let’s head to the spaceport.

you have plenty of room! stop crowding me?

i have never been so insulted.

i can’t risk an incident spoiling these negotiations.

this is so humiliating. 

secret mission. what secret mission?

trust an astromech to ruin everything. 

i couldn’t help noticing your predicament. 

so we steal to stay alive. see? told you i already knew this. 

you can short-circuit an entire ship with these. 

you appear to be malfunctioning again. 

hurry! we’re running out of… time’s up!

you’re trying to shoot me?

the mission is doomed, and so are we. 

jedi training? never heard of it. 

have no fear. help is on the way. 

remain calm, my friend. all i need is your location. 

finally— someone on your crew who understands business. 

my friend, i hope you live to bargain another day. 

now you’re speaking my language. i’ll go get my gear. 

i knew some form of rescue would arrive. 

wait— don’t shoot! don’t shoot!

the simplest gesture of kindness can fill a galaxy with hope. 

for now, show me what you have on your rebels. 

you recorded everything, old friend?

very funny. but i don’t need your help.

well, this isn’t some place— it’s my place. 

don’t go blaming this on me!

this is my ship you’re wrecking, and i want you off it.

don’t even think about coming back without at least one meiloorun fruit. 

you made me lose the rest of the supplies!

don’t crowd me, i’m flying here!

so now, i’d be saving your life— right?

you do realize this isn’t your room?

at least tell me you dismantled the locator beacon. 

do you know which way we’re supposed to go?

what’s the worst that could happen?

we both could wind up dead. 

oh, boy— here goes nothing!

let’s just say we’re eternally even. 

i didn’t want it to fall back into the empire’s hands. 

thought it was a moment that needed to be immortalized. 

you did say you wanted to be my inspiration. 

[hayden-christensen]

ANAKIN SKYWALKER & AHSOKA TANO Episode 5 - Practice Makes Perfect | Star Wars: Tales of The Jedi (2022)

[commandsvictory]

if u see me logging back on here are 2 months no u dont

[commandsvictory]

╰  SKYGUY   —    broughtbalance

he knows she had. anakin skywalker had the glory of endless time for introspection, now – and he knows how badly she’d needed to leave. how glad he was she’d left when she did. even though part of him had felt that terrible clench beneath his ribs and had heard the thought that lingered - whispered beneath the snarling, snapping teeth of the krayt dragon he’d chosen to be all he stood to lose. his fear of that loss. she left because of you, it spat, you couldn’t save her. from the scorn of the council who’d never trusted him, never liked him, and … feared him . he’d wondered if they’d never even considered the possibility of a second chance, because she’d been his padawan. “ you did what you had to do.”

“ you and obi wan both have a habit of blaming my choices on yourself. it isn’t fair to either of you to take responsibility for something you had no control over , ” it’s the closest thing to an admonishment he’d ever given her, accompanied by a faint smile, anakin’s eyes are filled with sorrow - focused on her face. he can’t even see the reckless child on her face anymore; a warrior stood in her place. and maybe… maybe he had not kept track of time in the span of years while in his life support suit. maybe he had not cared to. “ WHAT HAPPENED , was something no one could stop. i did it. i did all of it, ahsoka. i made that choice . ”

you were my family. something in his now unbeating heart strains, and he wondered if that was the true power of feeling. you were my family. you were my brother anakin. yet this does not make him cringe with the shame of a disobedient child, or the pain of a man broken finally coming to terms with how far he’d fallen – instead he smiles, smiles and says softly, “ you were my family too , snips. I wouldn’t want you to forget it if i didn’t know how badly it hurt you. how badly i hurt you. even after i swore to you that would never happen.”

          leaving  the  order  behind,      ahsoka  had  thought  she  knew  what  losing  him  felt  like.      but  it  hadn’t  been  forever.      then  the  end  of  the  war  had  come,    and  she  had  known  a  different  loss.    grief,    cold  within  her.      his  love  and  light  stolen  from  this  world.      and  it  was  that  grief  that  had  driven  her,    given  her  purpose.      she  was  no  longer  a  jedi,    but  then  that  was  why  she’d  left    —    the  order  had  become  flawed,    and  she  knew  it.      “knowing  it  was  necessary  doesn’t  make  it  any  easier.”      anakin  had  cared  for  people  selflessly,    so  she  had  too.      the  right  thing  when  nothing  else  was  right  was  the  only  logical  choice,    but  it  had  never  been  easy.

          you  and  obi-wan.      oh,    of  that  she  had  little  doubt.      though  she  had  not  seen  the  man,    wondering  if  he’d  perished  too,    she  had  never  been  blind  to  the  affection  for  his  own  former  padawan.      and  harsh  laughter,    harsher  than  she  intends,    slips  out.      “you  better  than  anyone  should  know,    it’s  hard  not  to  keep  those  you  love  in  your  heart.    to  think  of  their  pain  as  something  you  lacked.”        she  isn’t  a  child  anymore,    to  not  see  the  truth.      hadn’t  been  a  child  for  more  than  two  decades,    when  the  war  had  slowly  but  surely  stripped  her  of  her  innocence  and  the  fall  of  the  republic  had  sealed  all  of  their  fates.      “trust  me,    i  know  where  the  fault  lies.      and  the  last  time  we  met…”      a  battle,    a  last  stand.      what  was  meant  to  be  her  end  because  no  other  end  seemed  right  enough.    (i  won’t  leave  you.    not  this  time.      the  naive  promise  of  a  child,    but  it  was  love  that  spoken  those  words.)      “clinging  to  you  would  have  killed  me.”      YOU  WOULD  HAVE  KILLED  ME,    she  doesn’t  say.      she  doesn’t  have  to;    they  both  know  the  truth.

          “the  irony  of  you  asking  me  to  follow  a  jedi  lesson  doesn’t  escape  me,    you  know.”      a  smile,    pure  and  genuine,    eyes  still  gleaming  despite  it  all.    (she  remembers  this,    remembers  sitting  with  him  when  the  whole  world  felt  like  caving  in  around  her  and  he  knew  how  to  make  it  okay.)      knowing  he’s  right,    she  bows  her  head  in  a  quiet  nod,    eyelids  fluttering  shut.      “you  did  hurt  me,    but  you  also  made  me  into  who  i  am  too.    for  all  the  bad…      the  good  outweighs  it.    your  patience  with  a  mouthy  and  stubborn  kid.”      clinging,    no—    that  she  couldn’t  do  anymore.    but  there  was  still  fondness,    still  gratitude.

[commandsvictory]

i still have a few replies i need to format on here but i think im gonna be spending some time over @fateviled​ since im having other sw muse brainrot too, so if i poof that’s where im at!! 💙💙💙

[commandsvictory]

any au where ahsoka becomes obi-wan’s padawan instead is funny if only because it implies that the council saw this new feral child and decided that yes, obi-wan does deserve to go through anakin 2.0 and isn’t allowed to rest

[commandsvictory]

@livingprophecy​ said  —    ‘  will  i  be  forgiven  for  the  sins  i  did  not  commit ,  but  created ?  ’ / emil @ ahsoka heheheheh

          whatever  sins  were  present  in  the  universe  now,    it  seemed  they  all  had  their  fair  share  of  claim  to  the  blame.    it’s  easy  to  place  herself  in  the  center  of  being  responsible  for  the  things  that  had  gone  wrong  with  her  life,    and  her  mouth  draws  in  a  deep  frown  as  she  regards  the  other.    (a  friend,    she’d  called  him  once,    but  now  she’s  not  sure  if  the  title  is  apt  for  what  they  have  become.)      “no,    you  won’t.”      breath  spills  from  her  lips,    eyes  drawing  shut  as  she  focuses  on  the  meditating  that  she  hoped  would  guide  them  both  to  some  answer  they  sought.    she’s  not  sure  what’s  left  to  look  for,    but…    the  empire  would  never  stop  hunting  her,    they  would  never  be  free  until  the  rebels  won  and  the  empire  was  defeated.    so  she  tries.    if  not  for  herself,    then  for  those  who  came  after  her,    those  who  had  believed  in  the  good  of  the  order  when  she  herself  had  given  up  hope.    for  anakin,    whom  had  taught  her  more  than  anything  to  survive  in  a  world  between  what  the  jedi  could  and  could  not  be.

          “there’s  nobody  left  to  offer  forgiveness.    just  us,    and  the  things  we  choose  to  live  with.”        it’s  the  thought  of  her  master  that  has  her  eyes  opening  again,    the  grief  clawing  at  the  deepest  part  of  her,    reaching  for  purchase  in  a  heart  that’s  already  given  over  too  much.      if  she  hadn’t  walked  away,    maybe  she  would  have  been  at  his  side  when  the  end  came.    maybe  she  could  have  saved  him  from  whatever  doom  had  come  in  the  end,    or  died  by  his  side.    (ANYTHING.    ANYTHING  WAS  BETTER  THAN  NOT  KNOWING.)    ahsoka  certainly  hadn’t  been  the  one  to  turn  the  tide  of  the  war  into  the  way  it  had  become.    force,    she’d  been  just  one  inconsequential  piece  of  an  ever-growing,    ever-moving  twisted  plan  of  the  sith’s  making.    and  yet,    the  guilt  weighs  heavy  on  her,    bringing  everything  else  to  a  dull  roar  in  the  back  of  her  mind.    THEY  HAD  WRONGED  AND  BEEN  WRONGED;    there  was  no  need  to  shy  away  from  that  ache.    she  breathes  evenly,    looking  towards  him  with  all  the  hope  she  has  left  to  give.      “i  can’t  promise  it’ll  be  okay  either,    but  we  will  recover.    we  have  to.”      for  those  that  had  fallen,    and  all  of  those  lost,    ahsoka  would  never  stop  trying  to  do  more.

[commandsvictory]

@welltala​ said  —    there are clues out there, somebody knows something.

          a  frustrated  breath  spills  through  clenched  teeth,    though  it  does  nothing  to  quell  the  sorrow  that  is  felt  in  her  heart.      “by  the  time  we  learn  more,    it  might  be  too  late.”      too  late  to  save  the  jedi  who  had  escaped,    and  been  captured  —    too  late  to  do  anything  for  the  people  that  ahsoka  had  already  spent  so  long  trying  to  protect.    the  glow  of  her  lightsaber  is  the  only  thing  that  illuminates  the  dark  path  before  them,    the  shelter  that  once  housed  those  seeking  to  escape;    now  nothing  more  than  a  mess  of  things  discarded  on  the  floor  and  forgotten  after  it  had  been  raided.    the  former  jedi  allows  herself  to  only  cast  one  glance  around  again  before  turning  to  the  woman,    nodding  after  a  moment’s  pause.      “they  can’t  have  left  too  long  ago,    if  we  can  figure  out  where  they  went—”      they  could  fix  this,    still  help  those  innocent  people  who  had  only  dared  to  exist  when  the  empire  wanted  them  extinguished.    ahsoka  would  not  allow  herself  to  fail  anyone  else.

[commandsvictory]

╰  SKYGUY   —   broughtbalance

@commandsvictory liked for tcw era

an innocent little whistle, approving smirk aimed at her as he deactivated his still lit saber — fondness dances in the jedi’s eyes, fondness and the beginning of amusement as he takes in what looks to be a fallen half a dozen battle droids, “ nice job, snips. though it isn’t the jedi way to show off in such a way, “ tone proof on how ridiculous he finds it. humility was the way of the jedi, and there wasn’t supposed to be a focus on winning, but … praise was another thing. and he often employed it whenever she’d managed to impress him.

hand coming to rest on her shoulder, the smirk slips into something genuine, “ it’s important not to get too reckless, though it certainly helps with some situations.” something he hoped she wouldn’t let pass on to obi wan. “ you did good. now we just got to go see if we got them all, and then we are headed back to the temple . “ for at least few days before being sent off again, he was sure. but he doesn’t let that slip, even though she likely knows. just let’s the victory linger for her.

          the  adrenaline  still  flows  through  her  veins  long  after  the  fight,    but  she’s  pleased  to  note  she  hasn’t  so  much  as  broken  a  sweat  in  beating  the  droids,    breath  still  even.    there’s  no  hiding  the  excitement  that  glitters  through  her  eyes  as  she  looks  to  the  other,    flashing  a  pleased  smile  at  his  words.      “thank  you,    master.”      she  clips  her  own  sabers  into  the  holsters,    free  hand  brushing  the  dirt  that  had  lifted  in  the  commotion  from  her  montrals.    of  course  she  wanted  to  impress  him,    but  it  was  always  hard  to  note  where  the  line  between  exemplary  and  stupid  lied  when  it  came  to  them.    she  was  getting  better  at  it,    though,    and  she  was  glad  to  make  him  proud.      “though  i’ve  noticed  it’s  only  showing  off  when  i  get  close  to  beating  your  score.”

          making  a  game  of  it    —    that  part  was  easy,    and  easier  still  for  her  to  swallow  everything  that  occurred  in  war.    she  can’t  let  herself  admit  what  a  relief  that  they’ll  be  returning  home,    though  it  might  be  obvious  in  the  slightest  drop  of  her  shoulders,    the  way  her  heart  softens  at  the  thought  of  familiarity.      so  much  that  there’s  a  wide  smile  as  she  looks  up  to  him,    letting  herself  rock  on  her  heels  ever  so  slightly.      “this  isn’t  one  of  those  lead  by  example  moments,    right?”      her  words  are  bright,    as  if  she  can’t  very  well  see  him  showing  off  too.    but  she  doesn’t  voice  that  out  loud,    instead  thinking  of  how  good  it’ll  feel  to  sleep  in  her  own  bed,    even  for  a  few  days.      “do  you  think  any  of  the  others  will  be  there?”      padme,    obi-wan,    even  barriss;    it  had  been  too  long  with  the  same  old  familiar  faces,    far  too  long  in  her  opinion.

[peaceloveandinternet]

Ahsoka cleansing the kyber crystals from the novel!💎💎 

Drawn by the amazing @crow085 !! 💖

[commandsvictory]

╰  PADME   —  senatuse

     the jedi order hadn’t been good for anakin,   and she had been too blind to do anything about it in time.   before he had been manipulated and twisted by the world,   into someone who wasn’t her husband anymore.   a small sigh,   and a pat on the former padawan’s back,   before padme wraps her arms around her.   bringing her close to herself.   ahsoka reminds her of anakin,   of the good man he was.   trying to do the best for the both of them always.   the least she could do now was to make sure ahsoka didn’t blame herself.   that there’d be a world where she’d smile when she remembered anakin skywalker.

     “   you didn’t fail him,   ”     not anymore than padme had done herself.   not anymore than the jedi council who were supposed to protect him.    her body leans closer to the younger one’s when she speaks.   a day when the war was over and things would be different.   hadn’t that been what they all had been dreaming about  ?   hoping for  ?     “   there’s someone i’d like you to meet,  ahsoka.   if you want to.   ”      voice is soft.   anakin’s children.   the twins,   they should know ahsoka.   and she should know the happy piece that was left of him in the world.      “   anakin and i,   we had a secret.   a lot of secrets,  actually.   ”

          part  of  her  always  wondered  what  might  have  happened  if  she’d  asked  him  to  come  with  her,    to  abandon  all  that  they  had  stood  for  and  believed  in  exchange  for…      something.      a  new  purpose,    the  chance  to  live  by  their  own  worldview  and  beliefs.      but  she  was  not  selfish  to  ask  such  a  thing  of  him,    and  she  could  not  bare  the  sting  of  his  rejection  when  he’d  be  the  one  to  walk  away.      a  good  man;    A  KIND,    LOVING  MAN.      one  who  would  not  abandon  the  war  or  his  men  or  anyone  who  he  could  stand  to  help.      and  it  had  chipped  away  the  piece  of  her  that  would  always  see  him  as  her  master,    that  would  always  think  of  family  and  see  only  his  face.

          if  she  had  not  failed  him,    then  she  had  forgotten  him.      in  her  quest  to  find  herself,    in  forging  a  new  life  where  he  was  of  that  she  had  lost  her  faith  in.      but  those  words  do  not  leave  her,    and  the  torment  she  feels  within  is  kept  silent,    only  revealed  in  the  uncertainty  of  her  gaze.      but  she  smothers  it  behind  another  sort  of  confusion,    brows  drawn  together.      “of  course,    padme.    but  who…”      secrets.    one  of  which  she  had  gazed  at  with  her  own  eyes,    witnessing  the  very  love  her  master  had  for  the  senator.      was  there  more?      something  she’d  missed  in  the  months  of  her  absence?      “forgive  me,    i’m  not  sure  i  follow.”

[commandsvictory]

╰ SKYGUY   —   broughtbalancea​ /  @broughtbalance​​

talk to me skyguy. that quells something inside him, at least makes the monster quiet; just enough for him to blink and finally see her. they were running out of time. padme and their daughter - but maybe it was because she was pleading with him. talk to me skyguy, please. “ it’s not uncertainty, ahsoka. i know it’s coming, and i can’t stop it —“ he can’t save padme. he can’t prevent the inevitable even though he knows he should. it’s a tired sense of defeat that pervades, fills him and makes say what he does next. “ she means everything to me, “ lowly. and she was so clearly pregnant . clear to anyone force sensitive that there was a child. he might as well have admitted it, but he no longer cares.

something he can’t come back from. he can’t hesitate - can’t risk something happening due to his inaction with his child. with his wife. he won’t be able to take it and come out standing — so many things had tried to break him. ahsoka’s loss, among them - but he would not risk them. and he no longer cares about what will become of him when the sun sets and the night sets in. because everything dies, eventually — but he will not let her be taken from him. and their baby hadn’t even had a chance. “ i will do , whatever i have to. i can handle however close to the dark side that brings me. for padme, I’ll do it. i can fix this this time, snips. “ there it was, among the fevered speech and ramblings of power - the nickname he’d given a young girl who’d come to him to learn what he could teach her. “ it’s more than,” he falters, takes a deep breath, “ it’s more than just her i stand to lose if i can’t . and i have to—“ for a moment, he begins to feel the first ember of shame. because she was seeing him like THIS, and anakin had not wanted her to witness his fall.

he was scaring her. and the realization of her fear hurt worse then anything else. a sharp, brutal cut - cutting through the haze of fear and pain. and he doesn’t correct her, doesn’t remind her she’d left. he wasn’t her master anymore. and wasn’t a master at all despite having a seat on the council. “ fear isn’t the way of the jedi , “ he reminds, but the hollowness in his eyes and the tense set of his shoulders makes him just as much of a hypocrite as he wasn’t a true master. “ and yet I’ve never been so afraid in my life.”

              her  eyes  soften  when  she  looks  at  him,    the  way  they  have  a  thousand  times  before.      but  it  isn’t  like  before,    and  the  heaviness  that  he  carries…      that  they  both  carry,    it’s  suffocating.    it  tastes  like  war,    and  dark  promises,    and  the  knowledge  of  whatever  unavoidable  thing  he  feels  like  an  oncoming  storm.    but  this  isn’t  just  his  fight.      “then  you  don’t  have  to  stop  it  alone.”      it’s  not  a  plea,    though  she  feels  the  pull  to  do  exactly  that—  to  reach  out  and  cling  to  him  and  beg  for  something  that  hasn’t  even  fully  formed  in  her  mind.      and  her  throat,    raw  from  the  screams  she  is  holding  back,    can  only  swallow  as  her  voice  turns  sterner,    a  solid  force.      “i  know.      i  know  she  does.”      she’d  known  for  long  enough,    and  while  padme  had  known  she’d  known,    ahsoka  had  kept  silent,    never  doubting  her  master.

          she  loved  anakin  the  way  only  family  could  love,    the  way  a  daughter  loved  the  only  man  who  had  ever  taken  the  time  to  nurture  her  gifts  and  protect  her  from  the  world.      and  anakin—    he  had  learned  into  that  love,    showing  her  that  those  sparks  of  affection,    no  matter  how  brightly  they  burned,    weren’t  wrong.    TO  LOVE  WAS  NOT  WRONG.      but  this…    there  is  something  rotten  to  it,    stifling  in  a  way  she  cannot  put  to  words.      it’s  that  nickname  that  strikes  a  chord  in  her,    finally,    frustration  and  anguish  bubbling  over  as  her  brow  furrows  and  she  comes  closer,    hardly  breathing.      “however  close—    that’s  insanity.    anakin,    padme  wouldn’t  want  that.”      had  he  spoken  to  obi-wan  about  this?    the  fears,    the  worries,    the  dark  shadows  under  his  eyes.      she  shakes  her  head,    hating  that  there  are  no  answers,    no  assurances  to  give.      only  her  presence,    her  understanding.      “you  saved  me,    remember?    because  you  had  faith.    and  this.    we’ll  find  a  way.    but  not  like  this.    there  is  always  another  way.”

          her  worry  is  spilling  over  inside  of  her,    but  she  quells  it  as  best  she  can.      for  him,    for  what  she  needs  to  say  now.      careful,    as  if  he  were  brittle,    she  reaches  out  to  him,    hand  pressing  over  his  cheek,    gazing  into  eyes  she  remembers  well  and  matches  his  pain  with  the  one  she’s  never  stopped  feeling  since  walking  away.      “fear  isn’t  the  way  of  the  jedi,”      she  agrees,    gently.      a  lesson  taught  over,    and  over.    “but  i’m  not  a  jedi  anymore.”      she  should  not  have  left  him.    ahsoka  should  have  walked  away  from  the  order  and  dragged  him  with  her,    hand  in  hand,    before  it  destroyed  him.      “we  can  face  our  fears  together,    if  you’ll  let  me  back  in.”

[commandsvictory]

╰  SKYGUY   —   commandsfear

Anakin’s eyes narrowed in on his padawan, “The plan has been going just fine, Snips.”

It was, in fact, a blatant lie. With recklessness, Anakin had managed to get himself and Ahsoka trapped behind enemy lines, separated from the rest of the 501st after he had managed to get his legion separated from the 212th battalion and Obi-Wan.

Which was all part of his plan, naturally. But that original plan, involved the 501st flanking around to attack the droid from behind. It did not involve them getting caught in a bottleneck trap that Anakin should have anticipated– had anticipated, but had underestimated. In order to draw fire away from the 501st, to save his men, Anakin had made himself bait, ordering them to press the flank.

“And,” he snapped, “I ordered you not to follow me.” Apparently, she thought he backup or a babysitter or… Or she was following her Master, as he would have done if Obi-Wan had told him the same thing. He really was a terrible example; they should have let Obi-Wan train her. Truthfully, he could still be wrong about why she followed him.

Anakin looked up the edge of the droid factory that was causing their woes. He could work with this. The 501st would press the flank as planned, cutting off the droids from reinforcements, but Anakin could take out the factory, effectively ending the siege far ahead of schedule. Nothing he hadn’t done before.

He smirked at Ahsoka, attempting to ease the tension of his earlier anger, “Lucky for you, your Master always has a plan. Which is to blow the droid factory, so if you want to stay here and stand guard, I understand.”

          mere  weeks  into  having  been  assigned  to  him,    and  ahsoka  already  felt  it  was  second  nature  to  roll  her  eyes  every  time  he  so  much  as  opened  his  mouth.      “sure  it  has,    and  i’m  the  queen  of  naboo.”      sarcasm  cut  through  by  the  worry  she  feels  that  things  might  not  turn  out  as  well  as  he  hopes.

          would  she  live  to  see  her  trials  for  knighthood?      sometimes  she  doubted  it,    and  this  is  one  of  many.    though  her  stubborn  determination  didn’t  let  her  show  it  past  the  occasional  waves  of  it  that  passed  through  her,    jaw  clenched  as  she  purposely  keeps  her  eyes  peeled  and  alert  for  the  faintest  sign  that  things  really  were  about  to  collapse  around  them  to  the  point  of  no  return.      (chaos  seemed  to  be  something  that  her  master  was  drawn  to,    but  he  usually  knew  how  to  toe  the  line  between  controlled  chaos  and  complete  and  utter  destruction.)

          “if  you  didn’t  want  me  to  follow  you,    you  shouldn’t  have  made  it  so  easy.”      defensive,    she  glares  at  him,    pointing  an  accusing  finger  at  him  with  the  hand  that  didn’t  hold  her  activated  lightsaber.      sure,    she  could  have  stayed  with  the  troops.    but  rex  had  a  handle  on  it,    and  besides    —    a  few  weeks  was  long  enough  to  see  the  way  that  anakin  worked,    to  know  he’d  inevitably  fall  into  recklessness  at  the  first  sign  of  danger  for  anyone  that  wasn’t  himself.      she  had  his  back,    and  she  wasn’t  going  to  lose  her  master.

          eyes  squint  at  him  as  he  does  his  inspecting,    teeth  ground  together  as  she  considers  what  brilliant  tactic  the  hero  without  fear  might  consider  next.      it’s  the  casual  way  he  gives  that  slight  detail  that  has  her  balking,    glancing  towards  the  factory  in  mention.      “lucky  for  me—”      she  huffs  out  a  breath,    the  end  of  it  a  disbelieving  laugh.      “and  just  how  do  you  suppose  we  do  that?”      WE;    spoken  with  clear  force  and  purpose.    no  way  was  she  staying  behind,    not  when  he  still  had  plenty  of  chances  to  get  into  trouble  alone.

[commandsvictory]

someday i will actually get into why i both love and hate the theory that ahsoka basically became the light side of the force after she absorbed the daughter's life essence.

[rebel-ahsoka]

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