Anakin sat down at his desk to write a letter home. It had been a busy week.

He'd been doing research on Rory's middle name and winning a secret date with her. But he couldn't tell Obi-Wan that.

Hmm. He could talk about exploring the rooms on the sixth floor. And classes were always pretty safe. And he should probably tell Obi-Wan that he hadn't ( Read more... )

Anakin had been in a mood ever since he had come back from Parker's party last night. Meditation hadn't helped, and the scarily colorful decorations his new roommate had added to the room had just added to his sullenness.

And then he checked his voicemail. The message from Lee about his relationship with Rory was obviously not for him, but he ( Read more... )

After spending most of yesterday putting the flight simulator together for he and Rory's just-friends-spending-time-together evening tonight, Anakin looked at the gifts he had bought for people using the money he'd won in Vegas and had never quite gotten around to telling the Council about ( Read more... )

After a long week of space flights, drunken bar antics, making new friends and finally getting a date for Homecoming (go ahead, ask him about it. You'll be there all. day. long.), Anakin settles in to write a long-delayed letter home.

( Transmission to Master Kenobi, Jedi Temple )

Nope. I'm turning in my Jedi-ness and becoming a Dark Lord of the Sith. I will call myself Darth...Humiliation.

Okay, maybe it wasn't quite that bad. I tried to help a girl find her way back to her dorm room and ended up handcuffed and sleeping in the second floor common room. And then when I went to visit her later today to make sure she didn ( Read more... )