OH LORDY
DATE: Day 46, afternoon
CHARACTER(S): Palpatine, Yossarian, Lucy
STATUS: Closed / Abandoned
SUMMARY: Palpatine angsts thinks about stuff...until he's joined by the resident nudist!
LOCATION: Garden
Palpatine had already made his routine visit to a certain bush -- a bush large enough to hide his activity beneath it. With such business out of the way, he found a spot near some pretty purple flowers and spread a light blanket on the ground. He laid on it, closed his eyes... it truly was more peaceful here in the garden, and he could imagine he was enjoying a clear Naboo day if he closed his eyes and let his imagination wander.
He certainly wasn't having difficulty following Dr. Crane's advice: it was clear no one on this ship was interested in having any sort of romantic relationship with him anyway. And he was getting awfully tired of waiting for his Anakin to show up. Hell, he'd be glad to see anyone from his universe and time.
No, scratch that -- no amount of homesickness could make him wish Obi-Wan or Alain were here. Fucking Kenobis.
He'd thought that things were progressing nicely with Angela Petrelli, but she'd been distant since his...message board mishap. He wished to console her over her son's death, but if she needed any comfort she must have been getting it from her other sons, for she was distant as ever. Yes, he'd royally fucked things up with her.
If only he'd known he'd end up on this ship in another galaxy, he would have remained in his younger 20-something-year-old body. He'd have so many more options for getting laid then! But he'd sacrificed that for Anakin's sake, and Anakin... well. In the end it didn't even matter at home, either, because he'd already lost him.
No, no, NO, he would not think about that. They had been happy. Yes! The happiest two people could possibly be with each other! And things had been perfect before he'd arrived here -- yes! And they'd be perfect again once Anakin arrived.
He smiled serenely as his thoughts drifted into Happy Fantasy Land.
CHARACTER(S): Palpatine, Yossarian, Lucy
STATUS: Closed / Abandoned
SUMMARY: Palpatine angsts thinks about stuff...until he's joined by the resident nudist!
LOCATION: Garden
Palpatine had already made his routine visit to a certain bush -- a bush large enough to hide his activity beneath it. With such business out of the way, he found a spot near some pretty purple flowers and spread a light blanket on the ground. He laid on it, closed his eyes... it truly was more peaceful here in the garden, and he could imagine he was enjoying a clear Naboo day if he closed his eyes and let his imagination wander.
He certainly wasn't having difficulty following Dr. Crane's advice: it was clear no one on this ship was interested in having any sort of romantic relationship with him anyway. And he was getting awfully tired of waiting for his Anakin to show up. Hell, he'd be glad to see anyone from his universe and time.
No, scratch that -- no amount of homesickness could make him wish Obi-Wan or Alain were here. Fucking Kenobis.
He'd thought that things were progressing nicely with Angela Petrelli, but she'd been distant since his...message board mishap. He wished to console her over her son's death, but if she needed any comfort she must have been getting it from her other sons, for she was distant as ever. Yes, he'd royally fucked things up with her.
If only he'd known he'd end up on this ship in another galaxy, he would have remained in his younger 20-something-year-old body. He'd have so many more options for getting laid then! But he'd sacrificed that for Anakin's sake, and Anakin... well. In the end it didn't even matter at home, either, because he'd already lost him.
No, no, NO, he would not think about that. They had been happy. Yes! The happiest two people could possibly be with each other! And things had been perfect before he'd arrived here -- yes! And they'd be perfect again once Anakin arrived.
He smiled serenely as his thoughts drifted into Happy Fantasy Land.