Last Line Challenge
Rules: In a new post, show your latest line (artwork or written) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you like!)
Thanks @bolithesenate !!! Have a little of the next chapter of Rabbit Heart I’m editing this morning. I’m almost done with this fic, so soon it won’t be the thing I’m constantly sharing on these anymore! :’D
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“Dooku, I can manage it!”
“Get out of my way!”
How were they suddenly shouting at each other? It felt surreal.
Sifo-Dyas stepped deliberately into his space. He tipped his head, looking at him sideways, like a snake wagering a strike. His voice was soft. “Do you really think you can stop me?”
someone went ‘well since we’re limited in the teachers we have at the moment, why don’t you teach a class, ari?’ c. 1.5 months into the clone wars.
“No, you’re going to go out there and whenever a Senator asks your name, you’re going to put ‘Padawan Commander’ in front of your name. When they ask what you’re doing, you tell them you’re researching battle plans from the Droid Uprising of forty-five thousand years ago because you think they might be useful, but you’re not sure. That you’re studying for your medical triage exam, practising healing techniques on the younglings’ bumps and bruises. You look them in the eye and you tell them exactly how old you are when they ask.” I clap my hands and wave them off to the garden. “Oh, and one of you find Barriss and stand next to her.” I hear Lene’s familiar steps. “Dangerously close to insubordination.” I turn to her and smile a humourless smile. “I’m living up to my lineage.”