#oooohhhhhhh

Xander just claimed his

legal birthright at his

quite frankly normal age

to be crowned king:

No. One lone Padawan wouldn’t force them to change their minds. Not even the possibility of Anakin being courted by a Sith Lord could budge their collective obstinance. Anakin was violent, Anakin was different, and it was almost as if they half-expected something like this from him.

she's watching him paint— no, watching the fluid movement of the brush. she's drawn to it. she's intrigued. she wants to try it.

with each stroke,  the background began to take form. a simple black forest, lightly hazed with morning mist. though the detail work was impeccable, and the colors rich and beautiful.

  it lacked something. 

frustration eventually took over, and the virtuoso opted to stop. and then, the vixen held his complete, undivided attention. her curiosity evoked the slightest of smiles.

    ‘  have you tried it before? ‘ 

jhin finally broke the silence, a single hand lifted to offer her the brush. in art, there were no mistakes-- not truly. from the very first moment that the artist touched the medium, to their very last painting before death. art... was expression.