#celestialpriick

@celestialpriick // moved

He had to admit he hadn't thought about it like that, but now that she'd put the thought in his head he couldn't see it any other way. Though, if he actually thought about it in terms of science there was no way something like that was possible. Bending space took a lot more effort than most people thought and there was no way that someone's ass could actually do that. And even if they could it wasn't something he wanted to think about. Not when he had far more important things to worry about. Like how the hell she managed to get past FRIDAY's sensors. Tony had made certain that no one could get past them and yet somehow she had. And that was concerning for him. The last thing he needed was for someone to find and exploit a weakness he hadn't known about. "Since we're talking about people — who are you and how did you get in here."

He'd taken a moment to entertain the other's question and standing there he was thinking it was a mistake. The Flagsmashers had escaped once again, and he needed to get ahead of them before the disappeared all together. It didn't help that he n longer had the backing of the government. They'd asked him to take over the shield, they'd asked him to be Captain America and now — they'd stripped him of that honour and now he was having to do everything without their approval. Not that John cared. The voice in his head reminded him that they needed to pay for killing his friend and partner. Shoving it aside, he looked over at the other. What was it that they were after? And what the hell did they mean with that question? "Who are you and what the hell are you after?"

Not for the first time did she honestly not want to know what it was Chuck was going on about. Usually when she asked him to explain it ended up with her finding out things she never wanted to know about in the first place. And this time felt just like some of the others. Unfortunately, her curiosity had been piqued and a part of her wanted to know what it was he was prattling on about. She knew she'd probably end up regretting it, but there was always that small chance that it might be something of use. Damned if she did, damned if she didn't. Narrowing her eyes, Lanie knew if she didn't ask him to explain Chuck would do it anyway. At least this time it would seem like she was truly interested even if she knew she'd regret it in the end. "What is it really? Because that seems extreme for a dick measuring contest."

Confusion was etched into his features as he stared at the other. What had she meant by accidental legacy? None of it made sense and he was trying to focus on the mission ahead of him instead of someone like her. The war against the Separatists was getting worse and the blockade was one of many they were trying to break if they could. There were plenty of innocent people on the planets being blockaded and they needed to help them instead of allowing the Separatists to starve them into compliance. Anakin knew they couldn't afford to split their attentions and knew they needed to deal with her first before they moved onto their current mission. First, he needed to figure out who she was and then he needed to figure out what the hell she meant. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

Blinking, he remembered his death, he remembered pushing Hera to keep her safe and alive, and how he'd finally been able to see her one last time. He'd always known the Force was something no one truly understood, but he didn't think it was possible for him to return to life. Had it been the Force? Or had it been something else? He didn't know and while he would've loved to know how, he knew the answer wasn't going to be simple. And then there was the woman in front of him. Kanan hadn't seen her before and wondered if she was behind his sudden return to life. Something else he wasn't certain he wanted to know. Too many questions, not enough answers and even if there were answers they would be ones he didn't want to know. "And who are you? I've never seen you before."

He actually rolled his eyes at the other, wondering just what it was she was after. Most people who complimented like that were after something and he would figure out what it was she wanted sooner rather than later. The last thing he needed was an interruption like this. He'd been sitting there watching his mark so he could use it in the dream when she sat down with him, and now his attention was split. Not that it was difficult for him to do two things at once, but he'd rather focus on his mark than on some random conversation. Unfortunately, Eames knew he'd have to give her more of his attention than he wanted and do his best to keep his eye on his mark. If he left? He'd definitely cut the conversation short. This was more important in the long run. "Ifn you were trying t'get into my bed you're going t'have t'do better than that."

@celestialpriick // cont'd