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[sith_happened]

Between Atton and Gert, Anakin was feeling a little heartsick and unsure of his decisions today, and even his trip back to Coruscant (and the comfort food he'd smuggled back) wasn't helping. He hauled out a Holocron from the bottom, locked drawer in his desk and ran his hand through his hair as the blue ghosty version of a long-dead Jedi appeared

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[never_dull]

While Hannibal was certain that Sparkle's experience of Atton's arrest missed some of the story, he was somewhat concerned about what had happened - not to mention very curious about the rest of the story.

So here he was, standing at the door. He paused for a moment, but whatever the voice was, it was slightly too faint to make out words, so he gave up and knocked.

[sith_happened]

"Come in, Dr. Lecter," Anakin called out because he was a creepy Jedi cheater that way.

[never_dull]

Hannibal would probably have cheated by smelling the person at the door, so he could relate. And for all he knew, Anakin had a video camera in the hallway. Or a squirrel to tell him.

Which is to say, he wasn't fazed.

He opened the door and came in, nodding and smiling pleasantly. "Dean Skywalker."

[sith_happened]

"Hello," Anakin replied with a polite smile, turning off the Holocron. The little blue woman disappeared from the top of his desk. "Do you need something?"

[regretiz4suckas]

A nerf dart bounced off his door. Then another one.

That would be Kenzi, crawling on her elbows and knees around a corner.

[sith_happened]

"I was a general," Anakin called out. "Lost track of the number of potential assassins I took out..."

And that was completely skipping over the Force-choking for fun years.

[regretiz4suckas]

Kenzi popped her head around the door frame. "Story time! Did you do it with projectile weapons?"

[sith_happened]

"Does a thrown lightsaber count as a projectile?"

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