bloodthirstygod.

        ^{“and you look stunning. the day has just started and you’re already beginning with the accusations?”}

                       ^{“  ever the FLATTERER.  such harsh truths so early in the morning—}    is it too much for you to handle?  ”

LUKE.

              ❝ I, uh … thanks. It means a lot. Y’know, to hear about him. ❞

     Having no memories of Anakin, a warm feeling of immense gratitude swells within. While the information isn’t much, he appreciates as much as he can get. Even so, Luke desires to learn more. Anything to remove the mysterious shroud surrounding his father. Always impatient, a second question comes forth before it can be stopped.

                 ❝ You must have known him a while, right? ❞

        the smile she offers him is kissed by SADNESS, for how he has to learn
        these things SECONDHAND. it is so far from the life she had DREAMED
        up in her younger years—-   how naive of her to ASSUME that they could
        have had their own slice of happiness when it was DENIED to so many by
        THEIR WAR.       guilt gnaws at her soul for THEIR SINS that have fallen
        upon their children. 

                “ since he was a little boy. he offered me help when no one else would
                 and i could never THANK HIM ENOUGH. even then he was very
                 BRAVE, and not afraid to follow his dreams. i’ve always ADMIRED
                 that about him. “

||   ares.   ||

              “perhaps. or i could do it my way. after all
                isn’t there some lesson to be learned in
               failure?”

      _{“ while failure may be the most assured of mentors, i’m not convinced
         that it’s a sound option when the fate of so many rests in the balance.
         besides— i thought you weren’t all that FOND of democracy? ”}