Han pointed a bloody, nail-less finger at Anakin's bruised face, swollen like a watermelon. Han liked watermelon. Could he crack open Anakin's face? NO. NO, THEY WERE BEST FRIENDS NOW. BEST FRIENDS DID NOT CRACK OPEN FACES TO EAT THE DELICIOUS SUMMER FRUIT INSIDE.
"... yeah," Han mumbled, teeth of his own falling out as well. "I never had a brother. Just Luke, and he's... he's... Leia gets dibs."
Inside the base, Emma walks down the hallway, her heels clicking sharply. She's going over ways to straight up murder Anakin Skywalker for missing his therapy sessions, for getting in a hole and for letting his granddaughter wander around the outdoors and get deathly ill off a bug.
She's aware that Jean's next to her (she went to find Jean afterall, not having the...ability to drag two fully grown men to the infirmary), but she's too caught up in her grrr angry.
"So let me get this straight, Emma darling," Jean says as she pulls on her coat. "I'm here to help rescue two grown men who may or may not have partially eaten each other? And you can't do this yourself because ...?"
She snaps her fingers.
"Oh, right. Sorry, Emma dear, I forget about your ... limitations in the area of telekinesis."
"We're brothers now," Anakin said-- he may or may not have been crying at this point, his face was too wrecked to tell. "I never had a father, either. Where can I get one."
He inched closer, looking for a ~brotherly embrace~
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"... yeah," Han mumbled, teeth of his own falling out as well. "I never had a brother. Just Luke, and he's... he's... Leia gets dibs."
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She's aware that Jean's next to her (she went to find Jean afterall, not having the...ability to drag two fully grown men to the infirmary), but she's too caught up in her grrr angry.
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She snaps her fingers.
"Oh, right. Sorry, Emma dear, I forget about your ... limitations in the area of telekinesis."
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He inched closer, looking for a ~brotherly embrace~
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