last_ofthe_jedi (last_ofthe_jedi) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-07-10 20:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !trigger warning, anakin skywalker, clara oswald, eleventh doctor |
Who: Anakin, Clara, and later Troy
Where: Clara’s place
When: 10 July 2015
What: Anakin and Clara have a … falling out…
Warnings/Rating: High for violence, TW for violence against women (with use of the Force)
Status: Completed when posted
The night was cool, calm; the sun had begun its descent behind the clouds and into the horizon over the ocean’s waves, and the air was gentle. What breeze there was was a welcoming one, and the sky was clear enough to look upon the stars in the Milky Way, well as best as one could in the center of the large metropolis. The world was quiet for the most part, the traffic light, and this meant Anakin’s footsteps were heard as he made his way towards the front door of Clara’s home.
Approaching the door, the young male felt the fuzziness in his head from a few weeks ago, but dismissed it as a hot sun and quickly shook it off before knocking on the door. Dressed in dark jeans, black button up shirt and jacket, Anakin let out a breath to relax himself. His mind often wandered at this time of night; usually at home, alone, thinking on his dreams. No, memories. Of the bar scene a few weeks ago, the night he’d felt that power surge through him, these thoughts had been, at first, alarming, but now they were beginning to make more and more sense.
There was a fate for him to get these thoughts, to have these feelings, to feel this power. There was reason to it. The images of his mother dying in two separate universes, the thoughts of being relegated to a menial life. The parallels were there for a reason. It was always meant to be.
He looked towards his hands, feeling the power just lying beneath the flesh. It coursed through him, even now, and he smirked before looking up towards the door waiting for Clara. She’d mentioned her cousin wasn’t there that night, and that Anakin was welcome to come by. He couldn’t wait to tell her of the decision he’d made, the revelations. She’d understand, would support him and celebrate this new found gift. He was certain of it.