Who: AU Earth Anakin and Canon Obi-Wan (ihateflying) What: The Force is up to some fuckery and gives Obi-Wan something both frustrating and necessary When: Not too long after Obi-Wan takes up residence on Tatooine Where: Hut on Tatooine Rating/Warnings: Epic pain and sadness
The train was crowded and Anakin was ignoring everyone with air-pods in and his music on his phone turned up loud. Loud enough to drown out the emotions and sense of life coming at him through the Force from everyone and everything around him. He hated feeling the emotions of others, it felt intrusive.
The train came to the station and to a full stop. Anakin pulled his hoodie up over his head. Southern California wasn't cold in winter the same way it was cold in the northern latitudes, but it was colder than he likes - he knew he was a complete wimp about this. He didn't care.
He adjusted his backpack, shifted a sucker in his mouth (sugar was good for him) and moved with the crowd to walk through the train doors.
And he stepped into something very different than a train station platform.
The walls looked hewn from stone. The room was sparsely furnished. A very uncomfortable looking bed. A table. Light streamed in from the windows. And it was quite warm in the room.
And there was someone in the room with him. Someone he knew only from memory.
"Oh!" He said, taking a sucker out of his mouth. "C'mon!"
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What: The Force is up to some fuckery and gives Obi-Wan something both frustrating and necessary
When: Not too long after Obi-Wan takes up residence on Tatooine
Where: Hut on Tatooine
Rating/Warnings: Epic pain and sadness
The train was crowded and Anakin was ignoring everyone with air-pods in and his music on his phone turned up loud. Loud enough to drown out the emotions and sense of life coming at him through the Force from everyone and everything around him. He hated feeling the emotions of others, it felt intrusive.
The train came to the station and to a full stop. Anakin pulled his hoodie up over his head. Southern California wasn't cold in winter the same way it was cold in the northern latitudes, but it was colder than he likes - he knew he was a complete wimp about this. He didn't care.
He adjusted his backpack, shifted a sucker in his mouth (sugar was good for him) and moved with the crowd to walk through the train doors.
And he stepped into something very different than a train station platform.
The walls looked hewn from stone. The room was sparsely furnished. A very uncomfortable looking bed. A table. Light streamed in from the windows. And it was quite warm in the room.
And there was someone in the room with him. Someone he knew only from memory.
"Oh!" He said, taking a sucker out of his mouth. "C'mon!"