nonelikemesince: (Tanktop (Working Out Aww Yeah))
Anakin wasn't proud of the way he'd lost his composure and yelled at Sannah and Valin . . . )

[OOC: NFI/NFB/OOC-okay, etc. Still adapted from Edge of Victory 1: Conquest by Greg Keyes, but without any of his ridiculously over-the-top descriptions of people's eye color. TBC, naturally.]
nonelikemesince: (Have a Bad Feeling About This)
Escaping the Peace Brigade and finding Master Ikrit, Sannah, and Valin had been the easy part. Sending Fiver, the astromech he'd spent so much time working on, to pilot his X-Wing on a likely final decoy flight had been hard.

It was all a breeze compared with the conversation he'd ended up having with Tahiri while they waited for nightfall . . . )

[OOC: NFI/NFB, OOC okay, also adapted from Edge of Victory 1: Conquest by Greg Keyes. Any claims that I didn't get a little teary writing this are damned lies. TBC, of course.]
nonelikemesince: (Solemnface)
Anakin had left Jaina's apartment, stopped back at the dorms exactly long enough to retrieve his lightsaber from the weapons locker, then taken his X-Wing home via a sequence of hyperspace routes so recklessly calculated that even Fiver seemed scandalized.

On the way, he'd put in a call to Jacen and Jaina, hoping to get a sense of what kind of atmosphere he'd be heading into, and that hadn't gone well. )

[OOC: NFI/NFB, OOC okay, TBC, alphabet soup. Dialogue from Edge of Victory 1: Conquest by Greg Keyes.]

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