“like… all of it. nothing seems to fit right. and it all looks centuries old. it’s kind of offensive.”
❝ This isn’t...even old. I just—I’ve seen tons of people on tons of planets wearing stuff like this! What makes you an expert? ❞
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@hisownlight
“like… all of it. nothing seems to fit right. and it all looks centuries old. it’s kind of offensive.”
❝ This isn’t...even old. I just—I’ve seen tons of people on tons of planets wearing stuff like this! What makes you an expert? ❞
❛You all make it look easy.❜ She doesn’t do this, this civility. It’s an awkward fit on her. The Jedi looks down for a moment in uncharacteristic nervousness before offering him a soft, reassuring half smile. ❛Could have fooled me. You’re pretty good.❜
❝ Trust me, it didn’t come to me in a day. Or to Luke. It took practice. And don’t be afraid to use your fist or feet in a duel either, your opponent is usually going to focus on your blade, they won’t think you’re gonna punch them. ❞ looking away only partially to hide his blush, ❝ Are you trying to flatter me? ❞
❛I HOPE this isn’t you going soft on me.❜ A jest mostly, signified by the fact that she just won’t let go. They could say what they wanted about her, rough around the edges and ragged as she is. But above all, she is compassion.
There was more than a small smile on his mouth, chuckling a little while his arms stayed fastened around her. Feeling a warmth taking hold of him and refusing to let go, ❝ maybe it is...just for a little bit. ❞
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“you seriously need a wardrobe update, buddy.”
❝ I’ve had more pressing things to focus on than my wardrobe...what don’t you like? ❞
❛I’ve used a staff my whole life I know how to fight with- sort of. This is….❜ She searches for the right word to explain it, unable to pick it exactly. ❛Lighter. Almost easier to use in a strange way.❜
❝ it does take some getting used to. you’re not going to master it in a few months. ❞ a smile tugged up on his lips as he looked down, ❝ sorry, I’m not the best teacher. I’ve never trained anyone before. ❞
@jediheart
❝ I think you’re a natural at this, but you need to learn proper forms and techniques. While the Force saved you once, you should know how to fence without it too. ❞
Dick noticed a man twice his size coming towards him, and Dick knew he wasn’t someone to waste his energy fighting hand-to-hand with. From the corner of his eye, he saw the Jedi chop a man’s hand off; Dick was obviously the easier target of the two. The man he’d just taken down started to get up again, and Dick made up his mind. He pulled two blasters out of their holsters and shot each of them square in the chest - non-lethal shots that only served to knock them out long enough for a quick getaway.
Reaching out with the force, Anakin made sure the man his pilot shot was still alive. A quick breath of relief when he felt he was, with a quick flick of his hand he sent the last man back before he slid both doors shut with another quick motion of his fingers.
Switching the blade off on his lightsaber, Anakin raised a hand and closed his fingers into a fist as he crushed the boarding tube attached to their ship with the Force. Waving his hand away as he let the metal float away,
❝ are you okay? ❞
From Dusk till Dawn: The Series Starters Pt. 1
Mix of S1 and S2 with no organization – has some pretty heavy language
‘ IT’S A FIGURE OF SPEECH! ‘
‘ You ready to fulfill your destiny? ‘
‘ FUCK YOU! ‘
‘ You still think I’m a slave. ‘
‘ In here, I’m the queen. ‘
‘ You do what I tell you, when I tell you, and you’ll get out of this without any bumps or scrapes. ‘
‘ They didn’t have Horchata? ‘
‘ I can do “temple of doom,” man. But “crystal skull,” I’m out! ‘
‘ You don’t sauce the sauce. ‘
‘ Here’s to getting rich and fat. ‘
‘ And dying in the arms of a beautiful woman. ‘
‘ Got your balls on? ‘
‘ Screwed on tight. ‘
‘ I was gonna give a fuck, but I’m all out of fucks to give. ‘
‘ Preacher’s daughter strikes again. ‘
‘ I’m the one that kills the queen. ‘
‘ You’re about to sense my fist in your face. ‘
‘ Everyone should have their hero switch in the “off” position. ‘
‘ So what’s with the Asian kid? ‘
‘ It doesn’t have to be this way. You don’t have to be his bitch. ‘
‘ That was not a honeymoon and you know it. ‘
‘ 21 is pretty young to be a goddamn psychiatrist. ‘
‘ When this is over, I’m gonna sink my teeth into your 5 o’clock shadow. ‘
‘ Numbers’ll drive you crazy. ‘
‘ My mentor used to say, “A ranger’s job is to look unspeakable evil in the eye… and spit.” ‘
‘ You already found your own venom. ‘
‘ I feel like I joined a freaking circus. ‘
‘ Fantasy allows us to confront––and defeat––unspeakable evil. ‘
‘ Just so you know, I’m not the only killer in this room. ‘
‘ You ASSHOLE! ‘
‘ That’s your plan: close our eyes? ‘
‘ You kill these bastards. No matter what it takes. Even if you have to follow ‘em to the gates of hell. ‘
‘ All my life I’ve been the property of men. That ends today. ‘
‘ We live by a code. ‘
‘ You say one more thing that sounds like a code and you’re a noun with no goddman verb. Period. ‘
‘ Sometimes “eternity” isn’t forever. ‘
‘ I’m gonna take this bottle and bust it over your melon head. ‘
‘ We don’t have time for you to play Cain and Abel. ‘
‘ Okay, Ramblers, let’s get ramblin’. ‘
‘ Did you bust the back door? ‘
‘ What do I look like, the damn chamber of commerce? ‘
‘ This is from your stupid wrestling magazine, isn’t it? ‘
‘ You know I could bite you and make you my slave. ‘
‘ That piece of shit took me for his busboy. ‘
‘ I’m gonna have so much fun killing you. ‘
‘ Payback is like your first lay. Plays better in your head. ‘
‘ You wanna know what your superpower is? Not fucking this up for us. ‘
‘ I’M ALL HE’S GOT, AL’RIGHT? ‘
‘ He sees inside my soul. And give me what I need. ‘
‘ Shhh. You’re being ambushed. ‘
While Anakin dealt with two of the men, Dick made a move towards the others He may not have whatever kind of magic – the Force, as the stories said – that Anakin had, but he did know how to fight. He knocked a pirate on his back just hard enough to let go of his gun, grabbing hold of it and swinging it at his head, knocking him out cold. When another man tried to shoot at him, he dropped to the ground and slid towards him, taking his legs and bringing him down.
All of this was happening really fast. Dick didn’t really have a lot of friends amongst the shadier members of the galaxy, and there was no way he’d be alive if he hadn’t learnt how to survive in a fight where he was outnumbered.
His eyes flickered to his pilot, he seemed to be able to handle himself. Good. Turning his attention back to the last swordsman, he bolted towards Anakin after seeing his friend tossed into a bulkhead. Whirling around as their blades met, parrying left and right as the pirate launched into a flurry of attacks. Ducking his head as the blade swung high and jumping to avoid the quick low follow through.
Taking himself away from the fight as he played nothing but defense, waiting for the moment his opponent slipped up. And then he had it, the pirate stepped too far and threw his weight off. Blocking the attack with a harder hit, Anakin went on the offensive and threw threw quick swings before bringing his blade down so it took the man’s hand off at the wrist. Calling on the force and pushing his hand out to send the man flying back to his own ship.
❛-Are you sure you’re ok?❜ His delayed reaction registers with her in the form of hugging him just a little tighter, perhaps a little uncharacteristic given their usual encounters.
This time he didn’t hesitate to squeeze her back, head resting on her shoulder as he tried to think back to the last time he embraced someone like this. ❝I am now, yeah.❞
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It took him a few seconds to respond to her, arms staying by his side before slowly wrapping around her and squeezing tight. ❝I guess so. I’m...I’m glad you’re okay.❞
Dick lunged for one of the disarmed pirates and tackled him to the ground, pushing him back out to the entry ramp and finally off the ship. He ducked for cover as a few blasts came his way and kicked one of the guns on the floor away from the pirate that had just dropped it. Anakin seemed to be outshowing him entirely, so the most Dick could do was make sure the Jedi would never be outnumbered, and keep danger away from him.
When two of the pirates brought out some vibro-blades, his eyes narrowed. “ I think that’s a fair sentiment. ”
No one could possibly know there’d be a Jedi on his ship – not even Dick knew, until a few minutes ago. The Resistance had worked so hard to keep this whole operation as quiet as possible … the only way someone could know Anakin would be there is if they’d known of Anakin’s location all along.
The smirk on Anakin’s face grew, waiting for the first pirate to attack and it was almost too easy. Parrying and kicking the first one away just in time to catch the second one’s attack mid-swing, Anakin stepped one foot behind the other as he tried to move the two of them where he wanted them. He was a little surprised that they both attacked at the same time on their second try, flicking his wrist as the purple blade moved to block the attacks as he switched from one pirate to the other.
He wasn’t here to show off though, there was danger and someone else was here and in danger. With one quick block, Anakin then made a quick slash at the man’s wrist. Not deep enough to cut the limb off entirely but enough so that he dropped his weapon. Calling on the force and calmly flicking his hand towards the man. And in response the weight of a sledgehammer hit his chest and sent him flying across the entrance ramp and back onto their ship where he hit the wall with a thud and collapsed to the ground.
“SEVENTEEN? You’re practically still in diapers. I thought they were going to send a real Jedi.”
❝Not quite. But you don’t strike me as the mathematics expert. If you want to leave you can, I can imagine it’d be embarrassing to lose.❞
@hisownlight
“You can’t be serious. You’re– what. TWELVE?”
❝Seventeen. But I doubt that’s going to make me seem any more serious to you. ❞
“ Since I joined the Resistance. I could always … sense people, ever since I can remember, but I never knew what it meant. I didn’t even know the Jedi were real, after all. ”
❝Hm...that’s...a little different. And this only started after you joined them? I can’t really be the one to tell you if you’re not—sensitive, I mean. We have a test we can give you, if you’re interested. ❞
“ Six? How do you know there are six of them? ” Could the Jedi do that? Dick only knew about them in stories he’d heard as a child, and he’d been convinced most of it was fabricated – but if Anakin could actually sense how many people were out there, maybe some of it was true.
He put the pistol on buckle on his own belt, readying his rifle for when the doors open. He knew the pirates wouldn’t be willing to talk, but he humoured the Jedi anyway. The minute the door opened, the pirates shot first and he moved aside to dodge … but it turned out he didn’t even need to. Anakin somehow pushed them away with his mind and charged at them with a large glowing violet blade that seemed to deflect even lasers. And then he acted like it was nothing.
Dick shook his head. He needed to get his head in the game; he couldn’t stand helplessly as the boy did all the work. He aimed at the pirates’ blasters and shot at them, making sure he hit the weapon instead of the person. “ Say, ” he said, getting closer to Anakin’s position, “ Know where I could get me one of those? ”
It came too easy for the young Jedi, moving towards one of the pirates and deflecting shot after shot. Seeing the growing frustration on the man’s face before he sliced the weapon in half with one swing of his saber. Slashing the blade across the man’s shoulder and chest, hard enough to cause some damage but shallow enough so no limbs were taken off.
With a smooth swing of his sword, Anakin hit one of the bolts back against a wall and using his free hand to send a powerful blast of the force to send the shooter against the wall.
With a half smile as he turned back towards the pilot, ❝You have to make it. It’s a Jedi’s weapon.❞ The low hum of a vibro-blade drew his attention away, and he had to admit he was a little eager to fence again. Taking a defensive stance and readying himself, ❝I’m starting to think they were waiting for us.❞
my favorite thing about holding multiple threads with @hisownlight is that in one she’s ready to hug him and the other she’s ready to tear his head off