#worldbecomefantasy

galen: does a good thing juno: gives him a kiss

Kota: That boy never listens to me

     Long flights always had Roger tired and restless. Unable to sleep on the plane and having indulged in one too many whiskeys during the trip, he was now feeling a headache bloom around his temples. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, trying to look presentable as he walked through the airport, gaze trained on the floor. 

     “ i’ve met too many men like you. ”

     “ KANAN? ”  ezra’s voice is soft, a little shaky as he approaches the man.  “ YOU’RE UP LATE. ”  it’s dark in lothal, at that border where late at night turns to early morning.  four in the morning, maybe, by ezra’s reckoning.  ezra tries to smile at kanan, but it slips off his face as ezra begins to hunt for some caf.

     “  are you okay? ”

“You’re-- You’re a Jedi ! ”

He knew he was being followed – he’d known for a while but he hadn’t made it known. Better his would-be attacker grow complacent under the belief that he had Cal right where he wanted him.  When he finally had enough of the other trailing him, he stopped in his tracks. He was silent for a long moment before speaking up.