
❝ I’M GOING TO need some back up on the west border, ❞ Anakin mutters into his comlink, attention utterly in command of the flying blue box he’d just watch come spinning out of the celestial sphere like it’d charted a course for a crash landing. && yet here it is on the ground, inert && unharmed && completely foreign in appearance to the Jedi Knight. ❝ A big blue box just dropped out of the sky. ❞ Adrenaline fires, hot && shaky, beneath his ribs. He hovers a hand towards his saber && takes a step closer…
alderaanheir said: rek him dad









