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He may be Vader someday later, but now he's ([info]justasmallfry) wrote in [info]makebelievelog,
Anakin didn’t like that answer, but mostly because it detailed change and he was currently still recovering from the last time change had rocked his whole world.

“But I don’t want that, I want-” The words were out of his mouth before his mind had the decency to still his tongue. He wasn’t trying to be petulant, not towards Padmé. His emotions had simply caught him up and his habit of speaking before thoughts were fully formed took that moment to shine. His ears tinged red and he looked down.

He finished with, “I don’t know.” He really didn’t. He didn’t actually like his life at the Temple, it didn’t like him in return. But he didn’t like change either, possibly because it had yet to pan out favorably for him. Thinking back the last moment he was carelessly happy was winning the Boonta Eve back on Tatooine, and that was years ago now. That over whelming idea that echoed near constant in the back of his mind, it had been a mistake to agree to go with Master Qui-Gon, chimed to the fore.

“I made a mistake, didn’t I? Leaving Tatooine?” He hated Tatooine, but his mother was there, and that was the last place he could remember feeling welcomed and loved.


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