OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-03-27 21:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, ahsoka tano, anakin skywalker |
Who: Anakin and Ahsoka
What: Talking, fighting monsters
When: Backdated to the monster plot at the beginning of the year.
Where: Around the OC
Rating/Warnings: Blood and guts and swearing
Status: Complete
Ahsoka decided the geists were the creepiest zombies she’d ever seen. They looked like one-eyed freaks in gimp masks and they moved in a jerky, inhumanly fast way that left her … paranoid.
Of the larger ones, the giants and the tall viking-like undead, the one that creeped her out were abominations. Stitched together out of other bodies, intestines hanging out, wielding massive hooks and chains.
She didn’t forget that it had been one like that that had helped push Li towards her death.
So when she sliced it cleanly in half there was a bit of vengeance in the move.
“So,” Anakin said, using the lightsaber in his hand to poke at a diced up body. The rotting flesh sizzled and hissed. Not the most respectful use of such an elegant weapon.
It was interesting, the lightsaber. He had a few memories of fighting both with and without a lightsaber. It was strange to him how this blade felt so familiar. The idea of it, he knew that at a certain point in his memories he would have one of these on his person almost all the time. He wouldn’t say he was anywhere near as skilled - yet - as Ahsoka, but the basics came to him so readily. His hand was meant to hold one of these weapons.
He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Right now, though, he reminded himself, he needed this weapon, he didn’t have time to give pause to his feelings. He’d work on that when this was all over.
He looked over at the falling body Ahsoka had just halved.
“Uh, let’s-” there was a screech somewhere in the distance. Anakin hoped it was in the distance and not a some trick of the city streets bending sound. He tensed and looked around, waiting for something to jump at out them.
Nothing did, this time.
“Wanna talk about you playing matchmaker?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ahsoka said, hopping off of the corpse and spinning her blades as she landed. She tilted her head, listening to the screeching sound, or worse, the sound of bones flapping.
She’d heard that once when a frost wyrm flew overhead and it was unsettling. “I simply wanted to reintroduce old friends together. You know. Family? And see what might happen.”
“Ahsoka…” Anakin said, like a long suffering brother.
“You know my opinion about… all that.”
He took another survey around.
“People from our universe should know who I am…” He held out a hand and started moving building debris into a mound out of the way of travel.
“They should know what I do… in our dreams, so they can make a fully informed decision about me.”
In her ideal world, Ahsoka would have Anakin and Padme, Obi-wan, Hera and her family, and even Barriss. The conversation she needed to have with Barriss...
Hell, she'd welcome any number of people from her dreams. There were a few, Unduli and Secura in particular, even, she hated to admit it, Ventress, she wanted to see get a second chance.
She wasn't ready to admit to Anakin that she was willing to give Ventress a second chance, mostly because she wasn't sure he'd dreamed of her yet.
Ahsoka assisted with moving the debris. "First of all, they'd need to dream first to understand. Second of all, they should know who you are here too, so they can have all the facts. And it's my opinion that people should know who we are in the waking world before judging us for something that happened in another life."
She paused, some concrete floating in front of her. “We being.. Dreamers in general, I mean.”
That building rubble cleared out, Anakin moved down the street. He came to the entrance of a dark alley. He stopped and looked into it cautiously.
“Some things,” he said. “Can only be judged by the person experiencing it.”
Something in the alley made a noise, but it was too small for him to guess the sound’s maker.
“You get to explain ‘Oh, ya, I’m an alien in our dream universe, who did good things.’ I… have to say ‘I’m sorry I torture you, your family, destroy your home, maybe I enslave you, and I most definitely kill you. I’m sorry you have to experience all those things over and over every time you close your eyes. And it’s me you see doing it.’”
He sighed. “I can’t dictate those conversations.”
“We can’t tell other people how to process their trauma,” Ahsoka agreed, senses on the look out for anything that might be sneaking up on them. She had a bad feeling about this. “But most people are reasonable enough to separate Anakin Skywalker, veteran, from Anakin Skywalker, fallen Jedi.”
“Jt just feels deceitful if they don’t have a heads up. I don’t want to be that.”
The dark alley turned out to be perfectly innocent - probably just diseased rats making the noise.
But ahead at the nearest intersection, one of those lumbering, patchwork monsters stepped into view. And behind it was five of those fast moving zombies.
“I hate fast moving zombies,” he complained, stepping closer to Ahsoka. Positioning himself there was so familiar, though he couldn’t explain why - no, he could explain, it was a feeling from the Dreams.
“They defy physics.”
Anakin had a good argument with the deceitful angle, even if Ahsoka didn't entirely agree with it.
She didn't get a chance to answer before the Scourge was in view. Readying herself, she asked. "As long as we avoid Patches's hook, we can take the others down first. Got any ideas?"
“Well,” Anakin said. “I was thinking about swinging this laser sword at them. Maybe poke them, too?”
It didn’t take the collection of monsters long to realize Anakin and Ahsoka were up the street. Then the inhuman grunting and screaming started.
“Maybe draw the smaller ones out away from Patches’?”
“That’s a good plan, just try not to lose another limb,” Ahsoka joked. She started to say something else but a giest dropped down on top of her. She rolled to the side, kicking at it and separating its head from its body. But there were suddenly a dozen more swarming them and Ahsoka would rather face a bunch of clankers.
“No promises,” Anakin joked back. He hoped it would just be a joke, and not a prophecy.
In the span of a few seconds three of those fast-movers surrounded him. Anakin had come to learn that if he didn’t resist the instinctual part of his brain, somehow he naturally moved his body in a way that brought his lightsaber in contact with the parts of his adversaries that dispatched them with reckless precision.
He tried to not question it right now, not when pausing could mean one of those monsters could slip past even his twirling blade of plasma.
With the three zombie-things various pieces of corpses around him, and the others approaching quickly, he asked, “Maybe we should fall back a bit?”
Falling back sounded like a good idea. Even if Anakin had been at his full potential this might be a tight situation, Ahsoka realized. She was glad she wasn’t alone to face this, but she couldn’t be as reckless as she wanted to be.
If she was honest with herself, she’d admit that she wanted to be reckless for very specific, unhealthy reasons. Unsure of how much longer Anakin could rely on instinct and dream training, she nodded. “Yes, that’s a good idea.”
She looked around, then pointed. “That way. We can cut through that alley, I think one of those Agency safe zones is on the other side.”
One of the fast ones reached Anakin before Ahsoka found the way out, and he had to cut his way through that before turning to run on Ahsoka’s heels.
“There are ‘safe zones’ here?”
Safety seemed like the best bet, especially now. Ahsoka mentally plotted the best route through the alley, knowing that there was probably a secure location on the other side. She started for the alley. "The Agency has set up bunkers throughout Orange County. Many of them have emergency medical facilities."
Realizing she sounded blase about it, she added, "This kind of thing is so frequent I guess they wanted to make sure people were protected who can't fight."
“I would have liked the information about that sooner than now,” he was running by now.
The warning about not running with scissors, but in this case a lightsaber, came to mind. However, given the things chasing them, he’d rather die by lightsaber-impalement than torn apart by those things.
“But I’m not going to turn it down now.”
“I forgot.” Ahsoka smiled sheepishly at him, running with her sabers in a reverse grip. “I don’t usually go looking for shelter myself. But we should be able to barricade ourselves in until this is over or we’re ready to make an attempt to go somewhere else. Maybe check on Padme.”
Anakin wasn’t going to hold it against. It mattered more that they made it someplace safe for a while.
“Padme’s at my apartment. With some others. But I’m willing to take a break before heading back. And while we’re there, you can tell me about other locations. You know,” he said, a slight bit winded from all of the outing’s activities. “For next time.” Because he wasn’t dumb enough to think this would be the only crazy dangerous shit they would go through
“Or you know, others on the path back to my apartment.” In case he needed to catch his breath again.
“It’s a deal, Anakin,” Ahsoka said. “Lets get some rest and I’ll plot the route to show you.” Hopefully google maps was still functional today.