[The problem with his tendency to go rushing in is that he makes significant sacrifices. Like expectations. Anakin hopes he's inherited the best of his mother- her kindness, her willingness to help. Maybe they'll all be able to find a way home by getting to the end of this train. And maybe it's a trap just waiting to be sprung. But as far as he can tell they're all going in the same direction. What harm would it do to answer a few questions from a stranger? It's easier than making small talk. The conversation takes a few weird turns- and this one comes in. you're a little crazy huh
It startles a real laugh out of him. Anakin you're too reckless. Anakin the way you fly is suicide. Have any of them ever won a personality test? Yeah. Exactly.
In the end- it's exactly this quality that compels him forward. He's been told plenty of times that he's too curious for his own good, and he's sure he'll hear it a hundred times more. Anakin's chin dips and he references the picture he'd been sent as he goes along, looking for familiar landmarks and columns in a world where the architecture all looks mostly the same to him. Fancy. Until at last he spots his destination- and the figure standing right in it.
He doesn't know what part of him will be seen, he doesn't even know that he's been looked at. But Anakin's nature is what it is and there's no hiding it. In his world the Force flows through all living things, it's huge and cosmic and unifying- and it's present and immediate and living. It's dark and it's light. A child born with no mortal father because George Lucas ran out of original thoughts, is a little something else. He's human in all the ways that matter, but he's probably closer to a godling out of stories than a skilled prodigy. In his core runs a bottomless well of power and Anakin, who has grown up with the absence of limits and the fearlessness that imbues, offers the stranger a cavalier, two-fingered salute.]
Is the prize one of the dogs? Because I don't think you can give me that.
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It startles a real laugh out of him.
Anakin you're too reckless. Anakin the way you fly is suicide.
Have any of them ever won a personality test? Yeah. Exactly.
In the end- it's exactly this quality that compels him forward. He's been told plenty of times that he's too curious for his own good, and he's sure he'll hear it a hundred times more. Anakin's chin dips and he references the picture he'd been sent as he goes along, looking for familiar landmarks and columns in a world where the architecture all looks mostly the same to him. Fancy. Until at last he spots his destination- and the figure standing right in it.
He doesn't know what part of him will be seen, he doesn't even know that he's been looked at. But Anakin's nature is what it is and there's no hiding it. In his world the Force flows through all living things, it's huge and cosmic and unifying- and it's present and immediate and living. It's dark and it's light. A child born with no mortal father because George Lucas ran out of original thoughts, is a little something else. He's human in all the ways that matter, but he's probably closer to a godling out of stories than a skilled prodigy. In his core runs a bottomless well of power and Anakin, who has grown up with the absence of limits and the fearlessness that imbues, offers the stranger a cavalier, two-fingered salute.]
Is the prize one of the dogs? Because I don't think you can give me that.