Wrath is a Transient Madness

[jediatemybrain]

{{ooc: If anyone's pups are Force Sensetive (looking at you Anakin-mun) or psychic or maybe even if they picked the Oscar winners one time, they might have noticed a brief pulse of something some time around here. It's gone now though. Nothing of interest anymore

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[notasith]

Anakin sure as hell picked something up. So it shouldn't be a surprise when he knocks on the door and then slips in.

"Decan? You doing alright?"

[notasith]

"Maybe you're right, maybe it's nothing. I just can't shake the feeling that someone used the Force out there. And someone with the Force but no training on how to use it could be just as bad as a Sith."

[jediatemybrain]

"Not sure there are many things worse than a Sith. About the only thing I can think tried tear a hole in my arm," Decan replies darkly, holding up his arm in emphasis.

[notasith]

Anakin blinks. Wow. "And if there is someone who could use the Force but isn't, we could really use their help in defeating these things."

[jediatemybrain]

That gets a hard, slow burn look. It's something he's going to have to think about. Not now though.

"It'll be dealt with. Just takes some time."

What he's refering to isn't readily known.

[notasith]

Anakin nods. "Like I said, if you find out anything or if anything happens, tell me. I really hate being stuck on the sidelines. In the meantime, get better." Anakin smiles as he says that. "I don't think you'll do anyone much good laying arounf here, after all."

[jediatemybrain]

"Soon as I can swing a sword, I'm back out on the line," Decan replies. He then cracks a wan smile, "Thanks for the concern though, Jedi Skywalker."

[notasith]

"No problem, Decan." The smile is returned. "I'll let you rest." And with that, he slips out of the room.

[jediatemybrain]

"Clear skies Master Jedi," he replies, waving with his good hand.

Now.

It's brooding time.