[It's much flashier than their fights ever are. Sparring with Obi-Wan had often been a matter of exhausting himself working his way into the man's defences. Of finally being able to push through only to end up disarmed or spent. It's been a long time since then. But already there are beats of this fight that default to those days. That snapshot of who they were.
He's aware of Obi-Wan as an extension of himself, a movement in two parts, and that must be why he knows where to be. What to do. His friend hops forward, always surprisingly light on his feet, and slashes. Anakin dips, spine bowing as he ducks beneath the blow; the lightsaber cuts through empty air.
But now that he's dropped his center of gravity, there's no reason Obi-Wan shouldn't have to follow suit. Anakin rises just long enough to drop a second time, now kicking out with one foot in an attempt to pull Obi-Wan's weight out from under him.]
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He's aware of Obi-Wan as an extension of himself, a movement in two parts, and that must be why he knows where to be. What to do. His friend hops forward, always surprisingly light on his feet, and slashes. Anakin dips, spine bowing as he ducks beneath the blow; the lightsaber cuts through empty air.
But now that he's dropped his center of gravity, there's no reason Obi-Wan shouldn't have to follow suit. Anakin rises just long enough to drop a second time, now kicking out with one foot in an attempt to pull Obi-Wan's weight out from under him.]