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Meme?
And my last final is turned in now.
I don't know if I posted at a bad time before or if no one was interested, but I'm gonna try that meme again.
So:
Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it.
I don't know if I posted at a bad time before or if no one was interested, but I'm gonna try that meme again.
So:
Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it.
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Alternately, give me a fic where Obi-Wan lets on to Padme both that he knows about her marriage and that he's sleeping with Anakin. Padme talks him out of telling the Council on Anakin.
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Sure, why not!
Anakin could think of a dozen ways to get away, just so that he didn't have to keep looking at what future-him had done to Dex's arm.
But Dex was a friend.
Anakin owed it to him not to run away from the consequences. He forced himself to keep from squirming and made himself keep looking Dex in the eye as he listened to yet another story about how he was destined to screw up everyone's lives.
Alternately, give me a fic where Obi-Wan lets on to Padme both that he knows about her marriage and that he's sleeping with Anakin. Padme talks him out of telling the Council on Anakin.
"Won't the Council be angry at you, too?" Padme asked, even as her mind raced to try to think of an argument that would work on Obi-Wan. She- she couldn't let anyone take being a Jedi away from Annie. He needed it too much.
"All the more reason to tell as quickly as possible, I would say, in order to keep from being compromised," Obi-Wan said. He hesitated for a moment. "More compromised."