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extrapenguin) wrote2022-05-20 09:53 pm
extrapenguin) wrote2022-05-20 09:53 pm
Friday Five
I collapsed on the bed, intending to take a 2h nap. 3½h later I woke up, realizing I had slept through my alarm and was thoroughly late to absolutely everything... Oh well. Have a WIP snippet.
I originally thought this fic would have characters A and B, but A has remained dead and B has remained offscreen doing, uh, absolutely nothing, and in return I've gotten X and Y who are both being grieving widowers over the death of their Jedi, essentially, and R2-D2 has of course decided he wants to hang around with a completely different cast herd than I originally thought, but that's R2 for you. (Names redacted in case anyone wants to read the eventual fic, which is currently 19k and is nowhere near done, without too much sausage factory tour thoughts. If you want to ask me what fic I thought I was writing, I will probably answer.)
"I assume you're familiar with the lightsabers." Anakin put aside the battle report he'd been drafting in his mind and thought about what a random free citizen of the Outer Rim might find remarkable about the Jedi. "Well, we can also toss things around telekinetically and see a few seconds into the future so we can dodge stuff, faster reflexes, and so on." Some could see further, but save when Padmé or his mom had been dying, Anakin had never been inclined to prophetic dreams – unless the repeated one about burning alive counted, though that was probably just a response to Obi-Wan snarking about Anakin's thermostat settings. "Also a general sense of foreboding when something big is coming."
I originally thought this fic would have characters A and B, but A has remained dead and B has remained offscreen doing, uh, absolutely nothing, and in return I've gotten X and Y who are both being grieving widowers over the death of their Jedi, essentially, and R2-D2 has of course decided he wants to hang around with a completely different cast herd than I originally thought, but that's R2 for you. (Names redacted in case anyone wants to read the eventual fic, which is currently 19k and is nowhere near done, without too much sausage factory tour thoughts. If you want to ask me what fic I thought I was writing, I will probably answer.)