Tuesday, September 23rd, 2025

sith_happened: (Anakin: *is not buying this*)
[personal profile] sith_happened
"There are holidays approaching that promote time with extended family," Anakin began from where they were all seated around an ornate dining table where an older woman and man also sat, dressed up. "These are my in-laws," Anakin explained. "Well, copies of them. I didn't kidnap them from Connecticut and make them attend class today. They are a very particular type of relative, though: the sort that will deliberately misunderstand everything you say."

As if to prove Anakin's point, the woman looked deeply insulted. "It's fine that our son-in-law doesn't want to spend time with us."

"Exactly," Anakin said, with an "I told you" expression to the rest of the class. "But dumping cranberry sauce on her head and stomping off, however momentarily satisfying, doesn't actually fix a long-term problem. I will have to see her next Thanksgiving, too. And the one after that."

"No need to sound so excited about that."

Ahsoka, who had been watching all this with great amusement, cleared her throat. "Situations like these require a delicate touch," she said. "Calling out such behaviour will likely make it worse, with them viewing it as an attack. But going along to get along runs the risk of using all your emotional energy to soothe theirs, because you will never be able to abase yourself enough to avoid their bad faith."

"And that just ruins the pie," Anakin said, nodding. "So today we will practice disengaging."

"Thy will be looking for a response," Ahsoka told them "So do your best not to give them one."
atreideslioness: (Default)
[personal profile] atreideslioness
"It's a beautiful, sunny day in Connecticut," Ghanima said cheerfully once everyone had arrived, Trebor eagerly wiggling next to her. "A little warm, perhaps, for apple picking, but better we go now, than wait for the weather to turn and lose the chance."

"Today we're heading out to Lyman Orchards. Started in 1741 on thirty-seven acres, the orchard is not just known for their fruits... they were heavily involved in the Underground Railroad and vocal opponents of slavery. While they are renowned for their apples, it's also the correct season for peaches, pears, pumpkins, and, should you feel adventurous, the corn maze is currently available."

"Today, the farm spans almost 1200 acres, and it is considered a star attraction in the area."

The portal blinked into existence, and Ghanima picked up Trebor. "Let's go!"
stykera: (a little unhappy)
[personal profile] stykera
"Movie day today," Stark said.

He was looking a bit rough this morning. Why? Don't worry about it. He just got that way sometimes.

"A movie about dealing with things. At least that's what it's meant to be about? I think?" No, he hadn't watched it first.

He shut off the lights and pressed play on meta for What Dreams May Come.

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