30.8 - Anakin Skywalker
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psocopteraOne way you can tell that traffic is moving way too slowly is when you have time to write down an entire short story on a paper cd envelope you happen to have in your car. Another way is when a paper cd envelope is way too small a space for the amount of time in which you have to write.
Almost *five hours* to get home, folks. At one point I realized I had spent more time just on the on-ramp from 3 onto 95 than I usually did on my whole commute. *And I still wasn't on 95*.
My goals for this one were no dialogue and exactly 100 words. There are four lines of dialogue and very close to 200 words. As these things go, that's actually not bad.
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"I got you a birthday present," Palpatine had said, and Vader had let the autopilot take him to the unfamiliar coordinates.
When he landed at an unmarked facility on the edge of an unremarkable city, Vader still wasn't sure whether he was there to intimidate the loyal or punish the rebellious.
"We took her out of the tank this morning," they told him as they ushered him in.
The clone was naked, flawless, even younger than his earliest memories of her.
"She's imprinted on you," they told him.
Anakin never thought about Padme, but she would be about 35 now. He wondered if she'd have strands of grey in her hair.
The clone looked up at him adoringly.
Vader destroyed the clone, the cloners, the facility, and had laid waste to most of the city before Palpatine sent an order to stop.
"Many happy returns," Palpatine wished him when he returned to Coruscant. "Thirty should be something special, don't you think?"
Vader never thought about Padme, but now when he did he saw the doe eyes of the clone. Palpatine smiled cruelly and stroked his helmet when he knelt.
Almost *five hours* to get home, folks. At one point I realized I had spent more time just on the on-ramp from 3 onto 95 than I usually did on my whole commute. *And I still wasn't on 95*.
My goals for this one were no dialogue and exactly 100 words. There are four lines of dialogue and very close to 200 words. As these things go, that's actually not bad.
***
"I got you a birthday present," Palpatine had said, and Vader had let the autopilot take him to the unfamiliar coordinates.
When he landed at an unmarked facility on the edge of an unremarkable city, Vader still wasn't sure whether he was there to intimidate the loyal or punish the rebellious.
"We took her out of the tank this morning," they told him as they ushered him in.
The clone was naked, flawless, even younger than his earliest memories of her.
"She's imprinted on you," they told him.
Anakin never thought about Padme, but she would be about 35 now. He wondered if she'd have strands of grey in her hair.
The clone looked up at him adoringly.
Vader destroyed the clone, the cloners, the facility, and had laid waste to most of the city before Palpatine sent an order to stop.
"Many happy returns," Palpatine wished him when he returned to Coruscant. "Thirty should be something special, don't you think?"
Vader never thought about Padme, but now when he did he saw the doe eyes of the clone. Palpatine smiled cruelly and stroked his helmet when he knelt.
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Date: 2007-12-17 04:52 pm (UTC)And yikes, that drive sounds awful. I had one that bad once, when an ice storm hit. Over five hours to make a usually 45 minute drive. Some cars ran out of gas and were abandoned on 476. Also, some folks apparently just camped out at work for the night and never even tried to go home. Ice storms and the inherent traffic difficulties are the one and only thing I don't like about winter. Foo.
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Date: 2007-12-21 11:48 pm (UTC)