InsaneJournal

Who: Anakin Solo and Ahsoka Tano
What: Meeting
When: This afternoon
Warnings: Probably none.

Anakin walked down the street, mostly ignored by the various passersby. In the past, if he had been looking to be ignored, he would have reached out with his mind and pushed the focus of everyone around him somewhere else, but he lived in New York. Men flew, mutants walked around in relative safety, and a young man walking around with his eyes closed didn't even raise an eyebrow.

He relied on the Force to guide him safely. If he really stretched himself, he could sense Jacen and Jaina, even several thousand miles away. Master Obi-Wan stood out like a beacon as well. The handful of other Jedi and Force-sensitives were harder, since he didn't know them as well, but he was only looking for one. Fortunately, she was looking for him, too.

A few thoughts passed through his head, the most pressing of which was the idea of dealing with explaining his grandfather. He'd never known anyone who had only known Anakin Skywalker at his best. He did the best to push the thoughts out of his mind for the moment as he realized that he had almost reached the girl.

Anakin opened his eyes and realized that he could have just watched for her. Even in New York, Togruta coloring was unusual. He walked over to the girl and sat next to her. "You're younger than I would have thought. But I started swinging a lightsaber around at eleven, what do I know?"