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[wolffe--pack]

Wolffe was only at this gods damned gala because Bly had broken out the sad eyes on him. And Wolffe had missed his brothers too much to say no to his batchmate. If it had been up to him, he’d have stayed far away from any sort of gathering of Senators and other important people. 

But here he was, in a fancy outfit that he hated, brooding in a corner. He recognized a few people from before, but he didn’t plan on talking to anyone. Well, he hadn’t planned on talking to anyone. Finding himself standing next to Senator Amidala, he couldn’t exactly be rude by ignoring her. “Senator.” he greeted gruffly. 

@fearlessenator

[betrayedjedi]

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Anakin had taken a job on a star cruiser, interrogating rebel prisoners for information they might have on the rebellion. He didn’t really enjoy it, though he hardly enjoyed anything after Padmé’s death. He just felt empty, and the nightmares, oh how they had worsened, and he had to wake up by himself every time, and it tore him apart inside.

“It’s a rebel who tried to go on the surface of a targeted planet to help the wounded, “ they clarified the occupation of the prisoner he’d soon be face to face with. He nodded in acceptance of their sentence, and let them open the cell block doors for him. 

He knew the way, he knew what to do to open the cell door. He knew the drill, it was a relatively easy job. He pressed the key mould on to the lock and let the cell door open. He could see a figure, robed and facing the wall of the cell, clearly female though. He didn’t know who she was, and even less did he care.

“So, you’re an illegal healer, huh?”