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[emiri]

fast and loose role-play

free and easy love, that's how it's s'posed to be!

want to thread with one of mine but aren't in the same game? want me to do something with one of yours in bakerstreet? can't find a good recent bakerstreet meme but want to thread anyway? want to explore au scenarios together? annoyed that i dropped that character you really wanted a thread with?

well drop me a comment here with whatever scenario (or link to a meme) you want, specify the character you want, and we can thread the merry day away!

any active or retired character from the muse list with two stars or more is fair game!

homeless characters are slightly different in that most of them don't have journals or icons set up, so you may have to give me a day or so to do that. and in some cases, a couple more days to canon review if i haven't in a while.

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[supportsystem]

[He remembers being a kid on Tatooine—a slave who believed that that was all he was good for. Anakin hadn't been able to save his mother from that fate. If he had been able to bring her away from Tatooine, she wouldn't have died. It's one of his many regrets, and it's one that holds his heart now. He's so afraid of losing someone else. He hadn't even lost Ahsoka. She was here the entire time. And yet.

And yet.

That kid on Tatooine believed the Jedi could do anything, and he knows now that being the Jedi of all Jedis, being the Chosen One, had mingled with that childhood identity. He had been uncertain of his path. Once, he had wanted to quit. Some of it was fear. Some of it was the struggle in training as a Jedi, too late to be properly indoctrinated in their ways. He still feels like he struggles because of that. But then, if he hadn't struggled, wouldn't he be a slave in a different way? Ahsoka had broken those shackles when she realized the reality of their circumstances.

It's hard. To trust her? Yes. To trust that she'll live? That's more important.

He meditates over it. Anakin does trust Padmé, just as he trusts Ahsoka. He doesn't trust Obi-Wan, and the link between them is as tenuous as ever, ready to dissipate at a moment's notice. He opens his eyes and looks at Ahsoka, ready to remove himself from the state of meditation to speak with his voice, to try to apply what he's learned in action, rather than in a distant, calm place.

Besides, Ahsoka shouldn't have to feel the full brunt of his emotions, or the cool, harsh temperament that would one day make Ezra and Kanan feel nothing but cold in his presence. She deserves better than that.]

If it's a matter of trusting her, I can do that. [The sentiment still hangs in the air. "It's hard." His mother had been strong.

She still died.]

But what if it's a matter of trusting myself?

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka opens her eyes as Anakin speaks up, and she pauses a moment to adjust to only being in her own head again.]

Anakin... [What do you say to a question like that? If she were Obi-Wan, she thinks... Obi-Wan would have an answer. But she isn't him, she's only Ahsoka. And in the end, Anakin has come to her for help, hasn't he? Not Obi-Wan. So she tries to banish the thought from her mind.

She considers the question from another angle. Anakin felt so full of self-loathing when they were connected. It had surprised her-- she thought she knew Anakin better than almost anyone, but that had never been a part of her mental picture of him. Maybe instead of trying so hard to give the right advice like she's some wise master, instead of pretending to be someone or something she's not, she should just try to understand her friend better.]

... What part of yourself do you not trust?

[The question isn't judgmental. Rather, she asks it genuinely inquisitive-- like she is with all things. Perhaps that part of her will never change.]