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He stops fighting couple months back of holding back the caring feeling he begin to feel for the boy. Its hell for him to face the fact that he, Sebastian, can’t bring himself to take Ciel’s soul once the time comes. He prefers to have the boy instead but he knows it’s against the rules of falling for the contractor. But somehow the rotten spoiled brat has gotten to him. He just wants to hold his Ciel close and never let him go. Once he finds Ciel he’s going to scold the damn brat for scaring the shit out of him.
Resigning himself hoping the boy would comeback from wherever he ran off to, Sebastian tries to get back the usual schedule of the work around the Phantomhive mansion not once putting down the kitten. Ciel has taken note of the demon butler’s worried look and obviously checks out the window to see if he could find him. Why would Sebastian do that? It’s not like he cares about him, right? For some reason he wish to comfort the taller man.
/Sebastian, you imbecile it’s me Ciel!/ Ciel yowls getting the raven to stare at him in confusion.
“Are you hungry, little kitten?” He questions, only to be baffle when the kitten just smacks his forehead with his paw.
/You’re a damn idiot, / the boy turn kitten howls hating only meows coming out of his mouth.
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Having heard enough, Bail moves out of his hiding spot breaking the comfortable atmosphere that surround his adopted daughter and the visitor. He catches his daughter’s dark look before she glances away from him. ‘She’s a lot like her mother when she’s stubborn,’ Bail thought shaking his head not realizing the guest having a similar train of thought. ‘Force, Padmé used to give me the same silent treatment when I anger her before when she was alive.’
Biting his lip Bail glances at the tall man stating simply knowing what may come next. “Her name is Princess Leia, Daughter of Padmé Amidala.”
Leia’s mouth drops open while the man stiffens hearing the name. His mind begins to race as he starts putting more of the puzzle together. ‘Padmé’s daughter that would mean she’s my daughter as well,’ Anakin shouts in his mind not noticing Vader slowly disappearing from him and merging into the shadows of his mind. Deep within the horrid dragon awakens feeling the burning and begins to wither to ashes knowing now there is nothing to overpower Skywalker now he found a purpose in his life once more.
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Humming a tune he been hearing in his dreams as of late, Luke Skywalker stares at the stars in the sky of his home planet before getting ready to head inside before his aunt and uncle send him to bed. At the age of eight years old, he has wanted to know about his parents, any information to appease his curiosity. He tilts his head hearing a speeder coming to the farm
He shouts quickly, “Uncle Owen, Aunt Beru someone is coming!”
Inside the home, Owen glances at his wife before they head outside where their nephew is. His lips curl into disgust seeing the familiar site of the Hermit walking towards them with someone, the person wearing a cloak hiding their features, following a few steps behind him but stops obviously gesturing to his companion to wait. Personally the farmer doesn’t much care for the man and especially when he’s trying to fill Luke’s head with stories that’s not needed in a life of a farmer.
He coldly ask trying to keep a calm expression but failing, “What do you want, Kenobi?”
Kenobi rolls his eyes briefly before looking around the man at the blond boy watching him with hopeful blue eyes. Eyes he inherited from his father. Throat tightening and guilt bubbling in the pit of his stomach, Obi-wan pushes it away knowing Anakin couldn’t have been saved. He still doesn’t’ know that there is someone that saved the former Jedi from the darkness of his heart.
“I have someone here that wishes to talk to young Luke,” the hermit replies nodding in the direction of his companion to slowly come closer.
Resigning himself hoping the boy would comeback from wherever he ran off to, Sebastian tries to get back the usual schedule of the work around the Phantomhive mansion not once putting down the kitten. Ciel has taken note of the demon butler’s worried look and obviously checks out the window to see if he could find him. Why would Sebastian do that? It’s not like he cares about him, right? For some reason he wish to comfort the taller man.
/Sebastian, you imbecile it’s me Ciel!/ Ciel yowls getting the raven to stare at him in confusion.
“Are you hungry, little kitten?” He questions, only to be baffle when the kitten just smacks his forehead with his paw.
/You’re a damn idiot, / the boy turn kitten howls hating only meows coming out of his mouth.
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Having heard enough, Bail moves out of his hiding spot breaking the comfortable atmosphere that surround his adopted daughter and the visitor. He catches his daughter’s dark look before she glances away from him. ‘She’s a lot like her mother when she’s stubborn,’ Bail thought shaking his head not realizing the guest having a similar train of thought. ‘Force, Padmé used to give me the same silent treatment when I anger her before when she was alive.’
Biting his lip Bail glances at the tall man stating simply knowing what may come next. “Her name is Princess Leia, Daughter of Padmé Amidala.”
Leia’s mouth drops open while the man stiffens hearing the name. His mind begins to race as he starts putting more of the puzzle together. ‘Padmé’s daughter that would mean she’s my daughter as well,’ Anakin shouts in his mind not noticing Vader slowly disappearing from him and merging into the shadows of his mind. Deep within the horrid dragon awakens feeling the burning and begins to wither to ashes knowing now there is nothing to overpower Skywalker now he found a purpose in his life once more.
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Humming a tune he been hearing in his dreams as of late, Luke Skywalker stares at the stars in the sky of his home planet before getting ready to head inside before his aunt and uncle send him to bed. At the age of eight years old, he has wanted to know about his parents, any information to appease his curiosity. He tilts his head hearing a speeder coming to the farm
He shouts quickly, “Uncle Owen, Aunt Beru someone is coming!”
Inside the home, Owen glances at his wife before they head outside where their nephew is. His lips curl into disgust seeing the familiar site of the Hermit walking towards them with someone, the person wearing a cloak hiding their features, following a few steps behind him but stops obviously gesturing to his companion to wait. Personally the farmer doesn’t much care for the man and especially when he’s trying to fill Luke’s head with stories that’s not needed in a life of a farmer.
He coldly ask trying to keep a calm expression but failing, “What do you want, Kenobi?”
Kenobi rolls his eyes briefly before looking around the man at the blond boy watching him with hopeful blue eyes. Eyes he inherited from his father. Throat tightening and guilt bubbling in the pit of his stomach, Obi-wan pushes it away knowing Anakin couldn’t have been saved. He still doesn’t’ know that there is someone that saved the former Jedi from the darkness of his heart.
“I have someone here that wishes to talk to young Luke,” the hermit replies nodding in the direction of his companion to slowly come closer.