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darkforcerising) wrote2019-10-29 09:18 pm
darkforcerising) wrote2019-10-29 09:18 pm
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Who: Canon Anakin, AU Earth Anakin
What: Cross universe shenanigans continue - the two Anakins work on fixing a starfighter
When: now
Where: aboard the Resolute
Rating/Warnings: Probably low
Well it seemed as if Anakin was stuck back in this universe for the time being and he might as well use it to the fullest advantage. Being allowed to remain free, he set out wandering and quickly found the hangar bay. Listening to his music, he walked the perimeter a while, just looking at all the ships that were both so familiar and distant in memory for him. It was the weirdest form of nostalgia.
He stopped next to a currently-decommissioned fighter and rested his left hand on the metal hull. There was something about just feeling the cold metal against the palm of his hand. After a brief pause he started tracing a finger along the seam of a panel. It was so strange how a machine could feel so alive to him. And having twenty-four years of recent experience with the absence of that connection only made the feeling now so strong in contrast.
Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention and he noticed another familiar form working on another ship in disrepair. Without invitation, Anakin walked over.
“These were fun,” he said when he was close enough to be heard. He was referring to the Delta-7B Aethersprite-class light interceptor in front of him. “I remember them.”
What: Cross universe shenanigans continue - the two Anakins work on fixing a starfighter
When: now
Where: aboard the Resolute
Rating/Warnings: Probably low
Well it seemed as if Anakin was stuck back in this universe for the time being and he might as well use it to the fullest advantage. Being allowed to remain free, he set out wandering and quickly found the hangar bay. Listening to his music, he walked the perimeter a while, just looking at all the ships that were both so familiar and distant in memory for him. It was the weirdest form of nostalgia.
He stopped next to a currently-decommissioned fighter and rested his left hand on the metal hull. There was something about just feeling the cold metal against the palm of his hand. After a brief pause he started tracing a finger along the seam of a panel. It was so strange how a machine could feel so alive to him. And having twenty-four years of recent experience with the absence of that connection only made the feeling now so strong in contrast.
Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention and he noticed another familiar form working on another ship in disrepair. Without invitation, Anakin walked over.
“These were fun,” he said when he was close enough to be heard. He was referring to the Delta-7B Aethersprite-class light interceptor in front of him. “I remember them.”
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"That's very existentially forward to ask." But he didn't mind answering. "I know what being dead feels like, so yes, I'm definitely alive there. And here... right now here."
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That feeling feels like Yoda staring at him.
"Had to ask. What does being dead feel like?" After everything, of course he was going to ask.
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“There’s this saying on Earth- The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing... I like to think about the two sides of the Force as potential energy and kinetic energy. Neither inherently good or evil, they just are. Sometimes you have to stop, sometimes you have to move. But if you get stuck at one extreme, that’s bad. Find the middle, you know? The Jedi need to find that middle, move more - do more.”
But how did he explain death? He thought about it and then some more.
“You know the seeming paradox of black holes expanding by increasing in complexity inwardly? That’s death. From over here, it looks like a collapse of life, but over there? The universe is bigger than this one will ever be. It’s ... existence, but very different.”