Anakin reached for his laptop with a sigh. He hadn't written to Obi-Wan since Obi-Wan had returned from his negotiations on Alderaan.

He needed to ask permission to bring his workshop to Coruscant later in the session.

He wanted to kill Obi-Wan for the photos he'd sent to Rory. Which reminded him...he scrawled a note on a scrap of paper--more ( Read more... )

It had been a very long week, Anakin thought with a sigh as he unlocked his new dorm room and set Yoda down on the desk.

There had been getting drunk with Jaye, a discussion about lightsabers that had apparently traumatized Dean, and yummy carrot cake from Sam. And then there had been kissing of the other Sam. Yes, the guy. Anakin blamed the ( Read more... )

Anakin hadn't gotten much sleep last night ( Read more... )

Anakin unlocked his door and gave a quick glance at his datapad screen to see if Obi-Wan had written back yet before starting on his Tactics of War final exam.

The costume he was supposed to be wearing tomorrow was stuffed in his closet.

The door was cracked open.

Anakin sat down at his desk and tried to compose his thoughts for a letter to Obi-Wan. There had been some definite good things in the week that he could talk about: getting to fly the Baby, getting social and going to a party, having interesting conversations with Angela, O'Neill, Sam and Lee, and some very good Padme-related things (like ( Read more... )