#bye heart

What if...part of the reason Master Plo "adopted" Ahsoka was because he's been longing for a child of his own, Jedi Code be damned. So, when he first finds Little 'Soka, he just had to take her in as his own daughter. Anakin, Wolffe, and the other clones are like her brothers and Obi-Wan is like her uncle.

meme I lost and made you wait forever to get an answer too whoops || @zippcrah

To say that Paige was shaken was one hell of an understatement, walking forward in a manner that was purely driven by a need to get the fuck out of that area. Though it wasn’t surprising that she was getting odd looks, considering the state that she was in... with a busted lip that was only now beginning to heal over and stop bleeding, and a bruise that would be so bad that her cheek was already beginning to swell and grow discolored. Hugging herself tightly as she limped as quickly as she was able to go along the sidewalk, just barely able to hold herself together as she felt the panic coursed through her, almost as if it were a physical thing just beneath her skin. 

“Guy!”

He knows this voice; how many times has he heard it before? It catches his attention immediately ( there’s no denying that ), but his back remains to its owner for several more seconds. Perhaps, he’s trying to reconcile some lingering feelings. Then again, perhaps he’s just bracing himself for the obnoxious torrent of questions that’s bound to arise. Why? He’s sure that’s going to be a big one. He expects it. He has an answer.

He turns, and he’s almost surprised to find the replica alone. Is this intentional? It’s dangerous. Out of the two of them, Luke is definitely the more emotionally-compromised in this situation—not to mention Guy has had many more years of experience with battle, and he’s faster. But he wonders if Luke will fight him at all. Part of him hopes so, but part of him also hopes he doesn’t. Maybe he’ll be satisfied either way.

“You came alone?” His tone is still fond; still familiar. He’s not trying to play on his old friend’s feelings, but that smile that says ‘that’s just like you’ probably doesn’t help. Hands settle upon his hips, clearly in no rush to engage any sort of battle; this is a talk they’ll have to have.