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Who: Anakin and Ahsoka (

attorn)
What: Old friends finally have a long awaited reunion
When: Post RotJ
Where: Ahsoka’s ship
Rating/Warnings: Angst to be had by all

This was a meeting Anakin both anticipated and dreaded, but that would be a constant feature of many of the meetings he would have going forward. He could do nothing to change that.

He waited until Ahsoka was awake and her companion was asleep. He was sure Ahsoka wouldn’t want to have this conversation with an audience.

He appeared in the communal area of the ship, some distance away from his former Padawan. He nudged her with the Force before saying, “Ahsoka.” He was here and this was going to happen.

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[Ahsoka was used to pushing herself. Taking watch or at least taking turns doing so to keep an eye out, or to pilot, while others got their rest. What she hadn't expected was that she might ever actually see Anakin again. Even if, in theory, of course she knew about the possibility of those connected to the Force never really being gone and all. Given their last encounter, she was doubtful if he would actually seek her out. Whether she would want him to. It was all still.....rather painful, conflicting.

Remembering him as her Master and their bond back then, and reconciling that with what she now knew had happened to him. Becoming Darth Vadar. But that voice....she'd still recognize it and respond in a heartbeat. Instinctively. As if it were only yesterday that she last saw him. Or so it seems, from his voice this time not having that raspy, breathy quality. Ahsoka frowns, glancing when she hears him, when she feels that all too familiar presence. Her blue eyes widen, mouth slightly agape in spite of herself as she shifts, standing.]

...Master?

[He doesn't look a day older than she remembers, in the years she was his Padawan.]

[OOC: Hope it's okay if I keep doing prose. I'm cool with you doing your tags in action form.]

It was amazing how one word could be both perfect and painful at the same time. He was never good at hiding his emotions and now he didn't even try. His smile was tinged with regret. He was at peace with bittersweet.

He repeated what was once said to him. "It's probably time you start calling me just Anakin now."

[ooc: it's cool! I am just so used to using brackets now in comparison to prose. I don't mind if you want to use prose though, it's fine with me either way.]

Just Anakin?

[Not Master, no reference to what became of him. Just....Anakin. There's something almost achingly bittersweet about that. To think of him outside of that mentor role she always held him to. Trying to remember who he was before it all. Before Order 66 and the Rebellion, before he emerged as Vadar.

After all this time. She shifts, biting her lower lip and probably failing to entirely ignore and hide the prickling sting of threatening tears amid her own attempt to return the smile of his.]

This....you've moved on, haven't you?

"I suppose you're free to call me something else, if you want," Anakin said. "But I think Master is in the past."

He moved into the space, it looked like he was walking.

"I'm still here."

That's....this is how I'll always remember you.

[As her Master. The one that had taken her in. The one that had saved her and taught her everything she knew. Ahsoka isn't sure if she closed her eyes and thought of him that she would see Vadar. Probably because while she knew that was what had happened, when she thought of Anakin, she just saw....Anakin. Like he appeared before her now, as he was when she was a Padawan with the Jedi, during the war together.]

Wh -- why?

[Why was he here?]

That was praise Anakin knew he was not worthy of. Though he didn't realize it at the time, Ahsoka had outgrown and surpassed him well before she chose not to return to the Order.

"I suppose there are things that still need to be said."

But he paused. What part of this was self serving he could not fully discern.

Like what?

[That in spite of knowing how he had turned out, it was still something of a relief to know, to have it confirmed if she hadn't killed him in that fight. Or that part of her still felt guilty about it, about leaving, wondering if things might have been different if she had stayed with the Jedi, if she had kept on as his padawan?]

"I'm sorry," he said simply and straight forward. This is where he would start.

You....I spent so long. So long trying to tell myself it wasn't you.

[Trying to remember him as her Master. There were only a certain few who would remember. Who would have known or at least guessed that it was Anakin. She'd been in denial. Hadn't wanted to reconcile that man she knew with what Vadar had done. That was why their encounter back then when she had been helping Ezra had shaken her so much. His vow that if she stayed, she would die.

She'd been fine with that, if it had meant that she found him again. Still, after everything....she shakes her head, pursing her lips and glancing down.]

“Many people did the same thing,” he acknowledged. “But you were one of the very few who thought I could be saved. Even I didn’t think I could be.”

I wanted to believe that. Because to me you were always just....just Anakin. My Master, the one that taught me everything I know.

[Everything that she had needed to survive. Both that time she was kidnapped with those others and hunted, and ever since. It was Anakin's lessons that kept her alive. She still remembered all the good, all the potential he had back then.]

If I wasn't the only one, others must have too.

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