[ The sun has yet to set on Verens, and yet there's a darkening cloud rolling over the city. It's following by the man whose riled up emotions are causing it. A man that used to be a Jedi and should be a Sith but somehow can't bring himself to call himself either.
Instead, he's running. He's running through Verens' streets faster than any human being should be capable of. Without looking where he's going and even keeping his eyes closed as he lets himself be guided only by the Force itself. The ground cracks every time one of his feet hits it. A trail of hot electricity following where he speeds by and the dark rumbling up above.
As he runs, Anakin tries to focus on the Force, but his thoughts are a chaotic mess of information that somehow all together make sense, but do nothing to keep his emotions from almost literally boiling over.
And all he can do is rush forward again. Straight at her. A loud crack of thunder sounding from above as he literally barks her name. ]
Leia!
[ Oh, he's angry. He's beyond angry. He's furious. Furious at her for doing what she did, but also for being who she is. But he's also furious at himself. For not seeing this sooner. For being blind. For being who he is.
But he's also furious with a sudden grief. A deep sadness that makes him want to scream. Because none of this should be as it is. Because he knows she hates him and he knows it's genuine and he knows it's very well deserved.
So when he stops again, so much closer to her, there's a wild flicker in the young man's eyes. Blue shifting to yellow and back as various layers of anger and hate and grief fight for dominance. Somehow he yet manages to control his voice enough to lower it, but it's anything but steady. The words he speak are mostly pressed through grit teeth while he still glares. ]
in person
Instead, he's running. He's running through Verens' streets faster than any human being should be capable of. Without looking where he's going and even keeping his eyes closed as he lets himself be guided only by the Force itself. The ground cracks every time one of his feet hits it. A trail of hot electricity following where he speeds by and the dark rumbling up above.
As he runs, Anakin tries to focus on the Force, but his thoughts are a chaotic mess of information that somehow all together make sense, but do nothing to keep his emotions from almost literally boiling over.
Leia Organa.
Leia Organa of Alderaan.
Crown Princess of Alderaan.
Daughter of Senator Bail Organa of Alderaan.
Alderaan. Destroyed.
Mother of Kylo Ren...
He opens his eyes in time to see her. To see where the Force has led him. He doesn't slow, he simply stops. The action causes the ground to crack even more in this spot and for a moment all Anakin can do is glare. Glare at this woman sitting so calm and unbothered on a bench in this park. This infuriating woman who has known the entire time. This person he had found so easy to despise. This being that apparently is as well a piece of himself as of Padmé.
And all he can do is rush forward again. Straight at her. A loud crack of thunder sounding from above as he literally barks her name. ]
Leia!
[ Oh, he's angry. He's beyond angry. He's furious. Furious at her for doing what she did, but also for being who she is. But he's also furious at himself. For not seeing this sooner. For being blind. For being who he is.
But he's also furious with a sudden grief. A deep sadness that makes him want to scream. Because none of this should be as it is. Because he knows she hates him and he knows it's genuine and he knows it's very well deserved.
So when he stops again, so much closer to her, there's a wild flicker in the young man's eyes. Blue shifting to yellow and back as various layers of anger and hate and grief fight for dominance. Somehow he yet manages to control his voice enough to lower it, but it's anything but steady. The words he speak are mostly pressed through grit teeth while he still glares. ]
Why didn't you tell me?!