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OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in makebelievelog,

“What?” Between catching his breath he didn’t have the ability to sound as incredulous as he felt. He wasn't expecting a revisit to this, which he was vehemently against doing. “Wrong?"

He stared at Obi-Wan opened-mouth for a few pounding heart beats before he accepted Obi-Wan wasn't going to give up. He held his breath and let it out painfully - a poor choice, his body was screaming for oxygen.

"You said next to nothing to me the whole trip to Coruscant,” he finally started. “The next time I heard you even acknowledge me, you were telling Master Qui-Gon I was dangerous and he should get rid of me. Then… you were telling me you were going to train me." Anakin shrugged, lifting up his hands in defeat. "I didn't have anything to get me from the first point to the next. All it looked like was a promise made to Qui-Gon, not any real desire to have anything to do with me."