[In the middle of the afternoon, after four days of searching and worry, Anakin finally shoves his way into Obi-Wan's apartment without even knocking. He looks like he's barely slept in days, running on pure emotion and caf.]
Master?
[He doesn't bother with any proper greetings, only stopping to shut the door behind him with more force than is really needed. Who cares about those kinds of things? Anakin clearly doesn't, as he's too busy being frantic and ready to leap at the smallest sign of something being off.]
8/6-ish, action, Obi-Wan's apartment
Master?
[He doesn't bother with any proper greetings, only stopping to shut the door behind him with more force than is really needed. Who cares about those kinds of things? Anakin clearly doesn't, as he's too busy being frantic and ready to leap at the smallest sign of something being off.]
I need your help. Right now.