OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} darkforcerising) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} makebelievelog,@ 2014-01-15 20:41:00 |
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What: He’s just arrive. He senses his old Master, and his son, and Padmé, two of whom should be dead. He’s pissed at this trickery! And he’s setting out to get answers, punish
When: Starts Wednesday morning, but I’m probs just going to use this as a catch all for all of Vader’s log threads. We’ll put the Date and Who in the subject line
Where: Starts in his workroom (where he’s waking up) and then extends to around the castle.
Rating/Warnings: Oh, he’s going to try to kill people until he’s stopped. So be warned.
Status: In progress/If you want a specific thread with him, hit me up and we’ll plot, OR just comment to the main open thread start I have below.
His last memory was of him turning from standing at the viewing window of the command bridge of his flagship, and then darkness. Nothing connected that moment to waking up now a chair in a strange room, planetside with an unfamiliar snowy landscape outside the nearest window.
It took him no more than one painful breath to assess his situation. He was not restrained, there were no guards at the door, and no electronic devices surrounded the room to keep him in. Whoever had captured him, never mind the how for now, they were incompetent for he appeared to be utterly left to his own devices. And what devices he was going to use.
It took him one more breath before he immersed himself in the Dark Side enough and stretched out further, and felt four distinct presences, two of which were entirely impossible. Mara’s he dismissed right away. A possible ally off this rock, but not a concern when compared to the feeling of his son, his former Master, and the achingly sharp and devastating presence of Padmé.
Luke gave him focus and drive, but Obi-Wan and Padmé filled him with rage. Obi-Wan because of the deep, abiding hate he felt for the man that had not diminished with his death. Supposed death. How was it possible that the man was still alive? He’d been Jedi until his last breath, he could not possibly know what the Sith do about prolonging life. Had that been the man’s disappearing trick?
And Padmé because surely this was a trick meant to strike at him. That brought up questions of how and who was doing this. His current Master was the only one living to know of the connection between Anakin Skywalker and the senator from Naboo – was this a test? His doing?
He found the communication device and quickly made his message. He intended to find out who was responsible, but he would discover the source of these impossible life signatures he felt first.
He used the Force to slam all projects between him and the door to the walls, either crushing or shattering them. And the door suffered a similar fate as it was torn from its hinges and cast aside. He crossed the room and exited with angry bluster, cape flowing behind him, heading for what he felt was supposed to be a long dead woman.