Jan 17, 2013
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"General Skywalker, sir." Rex stood tall, saluting his superior.
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"General Skywalker, sir." Rex stood tall, saluting his superior.
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"Someone needs a haircut over here."
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skywalkerknight replied to your post: skywalkerknight: Six: For a death; one time my...
((You weren’t lyin when you said you felt like a villain. :0 o bby))
[Well, you did ask for death... so I gave you death with a side of death and extra death on top.
And death gravy.
Not overkill at all, no.]
skywalkerknight:
Six: For a death; one time my character lost yours.
Long after he succeeded Sidious as emperor, Vader would wonder what happened to Anakin Skywalker. Perhaps it was some rumour circling through the Holonet; maybe it was the sight of his face again after the regenerated tissue implants that made all but the respirator portion of his mask unnecessary; maybe it was some ancient Clone Wars veteran wagging his tongue; but somehow, after all this time, Anakin's name had resurfaced, and Vader found himself dwelling on the dead man's fate.
Anakin had lived for decades after Mustafar, Vader was sure of that. In particular he could recall that almost physical lurch inside of him as he had watched Leia sink to her knees, her eyes barely able to open beneath the violet swelling that surrounded them, and retch her spirit onto the detention cell floor-- proof that her father still lived. But what, then, had killed him?
Vader's eyelids slid over the red-tinted protective sclera lenses that had been surgically installed behind them, replacing his blood-coloured world with darkness. He leant his head against the towering back of what once had been Sidious' throne and mentally replayed those torturous years of inner conflict when Anakin had been alive. When had they ended at last? When did he finally surrender fully to the Dark Side and make the final sacrifice of his identity?
Of course. Sith alchemy had extended his years but his memory must have become rusty indeed to not have recalled Anakin's death at once. Reacquainting himself with the alien sensation of smiling, Vader indulged himself by reliving the memory.
A blur of green light---a mechanical buzzing---a blue flash---and shrieks of agony.
Luke.
In this moment more than ever, Vader could feel himself being torn in two. Looping his right arm---now capped by a fizzing, sparking stump---over the railing beside him, he hauled himself to his feet and then stood motionless; but inside him Anakin was in a paroxysm of despair and desperation: pulsing wildly in Vader's veins and circuits, straining against his skin with every pounding heartbeat, fighting with every ounce of strength in his being to break away from himself and save his son.
Luke's thrashing was becoming steadily weaker and weaker, the light in his eyes fading as his head sunk down onto the floor. Sidious had discontinued the stream of lightning; it was clear that it had accomplished its purpose already. A trickle of blood ran from the boy's mouth and in little more than a hoarse whisper he spoke for the last time.
"Father..."
Vader felt Anakin's sanity snap. Closing his eyes behind his mask, he revelled in the agony of his former self, the delicious screams of the dying reverberating through his mind, and knew that finally his own struggle was over.
That, Vader mused as he listened to the whispered echoes of his respirator flitting like ghosts through the ruins of the Jedi Council Chamber, that was the moment when Anakin Skywalker breathed his last.
Six: For a death; one time my character lost yours.
[So, uh… I sort of killed you in a horrible way. Is that okay? .___. #VaderProblems
I’m not putting my novel lovely little drabble here because it’s too long and creepy to not have a Read More, but I wanted to reiterate before I post it, I have noooo qualms with you, my friend. I just… am apparently feeling villanous today. I don’t even know.]
Obi-wan/Anakin
Who cooks: Obi-Wan. If he doesn't do it, it won't happen.
Who does the laundry and other chores: Obi-Wan. Unless Anakin got a lecture and felt guilty.
How many children do they have: None. Or six.
Who’s more dominant: Anakin, but Obi-Wan's too much of a man to be bottom. So when the time comes, he takes over.
Favorite nonsexual activity: Having fun on missions and letting Anakin do crazy maneuvers, making Obi-Wan sick.
Their favorite place to be together: In bed. Alone.
Any traditions: Bickering. It's daily.
Their “song”: THIS
What they do for each other on holidays: Obi-Wan is too proper for holidays.
Where did they go for their honeymoon: Mustafar! itendedthere Ehm... far, far away where no Jedi could sense their bed-fun?
Where did they first meet: On Tatooine.
Any pets: R2? :)
What do they fight over: Driving.
Do they go on vacations, if so where: They go on missions. I guess that's vacation enough. Where? Everywhere.
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thank you so much for the follow! if you'd like to RP, please let me know, and we can figure out the details! =)