#mathematicpoetry

Waiting on edge for cast announcements, whenever those may come.

[Can I have both? Both seem very cute and enjoyable? I love bunnies and does, so <.< I really cannot choose.]

this should be a no-brainer. kinda is analogous to jerk w/ a heart of gold, but i thought it was worthy of its own post. because while zee gives off this air of confidence and resolve, he’s struggling with many insecurities and fears not being enough: good enough, smart enough, man enough, etc. there’s also his divorce which left a deep mark on him and the overarching effect that bev’s death had on him.

The heavy toe of Ben’s boot disrupts a pile of sand -- sending it arcing over the ‘path’ in front of him. He does not much care for this planet. In truth, he does not much care for anything, but that is, of course, the galaxy’s fault and not his own. The very idea that his mindset might be the problem has never once been considered, despite his uncle’s stubborn insistence upon bringing it up at every possible opportunity. Ben has no doubt that this very trip has been designed as a twisted sort of punishment. Luke is on an entirely different plane insofar as thought and philosophy are concerned, and they tend to clash more often than not.  He resents his parents for sending him to Luke. He surely could master the Force on his own much more quickly than he is currently. Luke’s pace is entirely without haste or priority -- heavily featuring exercises rather than anything challenging.                 Ben has not even been allowed to carry a saber on this trip.                                                       Disgusting, really.                                                                                He’s not a child anymore. A rock comes tumbling past his foot, kicked by someone who must, no doubt, be following him and he turns on his heel, brown robes billowing, hand on his blaster as he tugs it from his belt with dangerous haste, only to find himself facing a man who’s even older than his dreaded uncle ...                         ... and foolishly unarmed, at that.             “Whatever it is that you’re selling, I don’t care.” Almost every scavenger on this planet seems to be pushing something. Ben has no patience for any of it.                                      Low and dirty outer-planet scum.