tbh i'm just making an open post so i can do whatever here

[breaksouls]

 one of these days i should make an actual like, account for stuff and make it look cute but why would i ever do that

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he loves you

[sandboy]

Stay back!

[He says to the beast as it corners him. He can hear Obi-Wan in the back of his head, scolding him for never developing that area of his Force abilities. Truthfully, Anakin thinks of connecting as mostly pointless, especially with a war going on. But would it be nice to be able to properly connect now? Absolutely. Will he admit it? Never.

But when a woman emerges, his attention switches to her. Is this... is he in some random woman's house? Or is this some kind of test?]

I'm not here to kill you. Or to- I... never mind. [Anakin sighs, not sure how to explain the situation without sounding crazy.] My name is Anakin Skywalker. I am a Jedi Knight, [his eyes glance to his lightsaber to say, hey, not a magical blade.] and a general in the Grand Army of the Republic. Who are you? And what is this place?

are you high magic sword guy

[malefiicar]

Peaches, that's enough darling.

[ She whistles and Peaches skeptically plops down to her side, still eyeing Anakin carefully. Marian listens, at least partially, but she's not sure what to make of the words coming out of his mouth. General? Republic? What kind of name was Anakin Skywalker? Jedi Knight, oh gods don't tell her he was a templar?

Her face screws and she holds her staff a little tighter, finally straightening her back.]

Anakin, I'm Hawke. Marian Hawke, and I must say I have little to no idea what you're saying you're a part of. There's no Republic and unless the Templars have started some god awful new regime I have no idea what in the world a Jedi is. [ She tilts her head, really what was this guy prattling on about. He doesn't even remember getting into her house?]

You're in my house you wild man, we're in Hightown. Have you taken some bad herb or lyrium? That dwarf, Barclay can't be trusted to get anything good if you got it from him. [Marian please stop prattling on, nobody cares.]

it's death sticks

[sandboy]

[At least the hound's been called off. He allows his form to relax slightly, or rather he forces it to so that he won't appear as that much of a threat. He's still on edge, of course, and his lightsaber's still drawn.]

I'm afraid I'm in a similar situation. But I assure you my mind is clear and I am telling the truth.

[Part of him wants to know how she can possibly not know about the Jedi, about the Republic. Even growing up in the Outer Rim, he heard stories of the Jedi's exploits.]

Where's the nearest spaceport? The sooner I can get a ship to Coruscant, the sooner I'll be out of your hair.