“Anger makes you careless.” ( obi )
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head tilts, teeth on edge at the carless whisper of obi-wan's words across the surface of his mind. fuel to flame, each syllable to pass in that infuriatingly gentle tone of his stoking some hidden flame within his heart just as touch brought it to heel. a feral dog at the feet of its master, teeth bared and bloody to any who may grace its presence.
" jedi are not meant to feel emotion, master. " spoken through gritted teeth, hands vicelike in their grip on the lightsaber at his hip. he'd always hated these missions the most, the jarring voices of the most elite speaking of them as they were little more than dirt upon their finery. insults thinly veiled by compliments to the jedi for their protection, all the while spewing filth about the ' backwater planets ' that scattered the galaxy .