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[prophesiedone]

[Some might recognize the cat - the stray cat that seemed to hate Anakin before - behind said Sith. So what if the fuzzy creature is batting a ball between his paws and being downright charming? So what?]

My talents are going to waste. I'm accepting students, but if you don't show any talent with the Force, I will drop you.

[He wants his own army because why the hell not?]

Ben, you're my first student. [No matter what a certain once-Padawan says! Yes, he is that childish.] Don't be late tonight.

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[so_dark_a_road]

Do you know where Confusion's temple is, just past Spire Two? If you keep going in that direction, you will come to a forest of tall pine trees. My son Celebrimbor has a forge there, and he shares it with me. It's near the riverbank, just before you get to that forest. You'll see a couple of workshops, wooden shacks. One is the forge and the other is for carpentry and other crafts. I nailed signs over the doors so you can't miss it.

[ He grins, too. He is looking forward to making that sword, and to the sparring. ]

[ Private to Anakin.]

I see.

Then we have something in common.

[ They are both tainted. ]

[prophesiedone]

I know it. I shouldn't have much trouble finding it, then. [He is on his way, striding quickly through the streets. Much can be told from how he moves; Anakin is someone who is physically fit, though his robes hide much of his muscles. Each of his steps would have others of shorter or weaker statures running to keep up.]

Can I trust you won't attack me before the sword is made?

[Private to Curufin.]

Are you sorry?

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin nods. ] Then I'll expect you shortly.

Yes, you can trust me. [ Small laugh. ] Kinslayer I may be, but I'm not a jerk.

[Private to Anakin]

Yes, I am. In the beginning, I was mainly sorry because I got two of my brothers killed, as well as myself, in that last adventure. I wasn't sorry for the other deaths. Not even the children's. But. . . my own death woke me up, in a way that's hard to explain. In the end, I began to worry about all the people I killed or caused to die. They are a weight on my spirit, and they always will be.

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[prophesiedone]

That's comforting! [He listens to Curufin's explanation as he walks to the Forge, understanding the Elf's pain and...not. He hasn't died yet, though a part of him feels like it will perish the moment Padmé dies. Part of the reason he cannot lose her is because of that piece of him. Without it, he might give up on his humanity entirely.

Once at the Forge, he lets himself inside and peers around - always wary.]

Curufin?

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[so_dark_a_road]

[ OOC: Moved left. ]