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Dorm lawn [early afternoon]

Juliet was happily sticking her foot into her mouth on a blanket as Anakin and her (younger, at least theoretically) brother Christopher raced around on the lawn. The little boy squealed loudly as Anakin caught him and tossed him into the air, using the Force to make him hover for a moment.

"Again!"

"Say please," Anakin replied.

"Peas!"

"Close enough."

And being on campus meant that Anakin had put his lightsaber into the weapons locker. And he won't kill people in front of his kids! Come play Jedi tag!

[OOC: Open!]

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Anakin gave his namesake a look. "Which is something you enjoy, is it not?" he asked. "You like knocking people offguard."

"I like it when people are afraid of me," wee Anakin said.

Raven winced and shook her head.

The hair on the back of Anakin's neck stood up.

"That leads to the dark side," he said firmly, "and very seldom to a long life."

"I am not a Jedi," wee Anakin said. "Your rules do not apply to me."

"Anakin, that is enough," Raven said sternly. "You will be more respectful." She hated to think what his real mother was like, or maybe he was being freer with his attitude since he knew she wasn't his real mother.

And mean it, Anakin sent sternly to the boy. Do not go down this other path.

Just because I am named after you does not mean you can tell me what to do, wee Anakin sent right back. I will choose my own path.

You will regret it, Anakin replied, a world of experience behind his words. Rage and power aren't nearly as interesting as they seem.

Who said anything about rage? Anakin tilted his head curiously. I have no issues with rage. Do you? You must, to be so concerned about it.

I've seen your maternal grandfather, Anakin retorted as they continued their epic staring match, and he's not a happy person.

Raven was busy facepalming and wondering what they were doing.

He is not a problem anymore, Anakin sent. His influence is not a concern.

Not a problem? Anakin repeated. What happened to him?

I should not say anything that might affect the past, Anakin said. Smugly.

It was bad to loathe a child. It was bad, it was wrong, it wasn't his fault he was so irritating...

He hasn't hurt your mother, has he?

She recovered, wee annoying Anakin said enigmatically. Eventually.

It was bad to drop-kick a child, it was bad to drop-kick a child...

Did you try to protect her? Anakin asked.

Anakin knew people wanted to drop kick or smack him, but they wouldn't because he was a child and because his mother was so nice. So he enjoyed working that.

No, he said. I was far too young to play a part. Besides, it was her destiny, not mine. And it was very unpleasant -- for her, and everyone else involved.

Anakin snorted. Child, I've seen planets explode in front of me. You won't be able to get me to step back on this by being vague and smug.

Do you really wish me to tell you what happened to her? Anakin said. And to you?

Knock yourself out, Anakin retorted, glaring.

Wee Anakin almost smiled. Almost. Imagine the darkest part of yourself pulled out and given its own life, he said. Then imagine having to fight it. And losing.

The losing part would be new, Anakin replied.

You will, Anakin said with his not-smiling smile.

Creepy, creepy kid.

The future is never certain.

Anakin shrugged. You recover, he said. But I think there may have been some lingering effects on everyone involved. He paused for a moment, thinking, then added, And you have to kill her. Again. Can you do that?

Yes, Anakin sent back firmly. If it's necessary. But you, little man, aren't going to exist in this world.

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