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[prophesiedone]

[Anakin is quick on his feet, striding from the docks as if he does this everyday. He can't allow himself to be weak or confused; he has to keep his feet firmly planted and then, in private, panic later.]

This is one hell of a welcome. [He scowls darkly and there are shadows around his eyes as if he has spent many nights not sleeping.] I'm not anyone's prisoner. If you think you can hold me, you are sorely mistaken.

[The flash of his lightsaber can be seen - his one remedy for the horror that is bearing down on him.]

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[prophesiedone]

[It's not a charming trait, is it.

His arms are gentle as they hold her, his cheek resting against the top of her head.]

It will be a nice change... To be a normal family.

[aggressivelynegotiated]

[Not even a little bit of one.

She plays gently with the edge of his tunic, smile wistful and hopeful.]

To not have to hide our love.

[prophesiedone]

[He could stay wrapped around her forever. This is right. This is good. No Sith can sever this or change how he feels about her.]

That will take some getting used to.