Anakin Skywalker- Cold (a)
With his tauntaun fur-lined hood tightly outlining his face and a thick bandana tied securely around the lower half of his face Anakin bunkered down in his seat and reluctantly waited to be transported to the station on Hoth. Rarely before had so many padawans and their masters been huddled together for such an urgent task but Master Yoda had stressed the urgence of what you were doing even if he was unable to disclose anymore information than to be prepared for anything.
"How long until we can get off this damn ship?" He held his arms tightly across his chest and scoffed at his swirling, animated breath. "The older I get, the more conflicted I feel about snow. On one hand it's snow on the other hand it's inconvenient when you have adult things to do. Not to mention the fact that it's bloody cold as well."
"Be patient Anakin." You laughed, you were from a planet not too different from Hoth, it wasn't quite as cold, but the winter months back home had conditioned you to not really feel the cold. You would offer him your coat if he had not already taken it. "Just try and take your mind somewhere else, somewhere nice and hot. You're from Tatooine right?" You smirked. "Just pretend like you're back there, two suns and all."
"You aren't really helping; I would much rather you keep your... helpful opinions to yourself." He rolled his eyes and mocked a smile.
"No, no just listen to me. Close your eyes and just go with it." Unenthusiastically he went along with it, gently closing his eyes and sinking into his cold, rigid seat. "Alright. Are you ready?" Anakin nodded. "Alright, you're lying on a big old sandy dune, the sun is right above you just dropping it's rays right onto your face, and the rest of your body, did I mention you only have some shorts on by the way." Anakin's eyes opened with a disgruntled snarl across his face.
"If I'm going to try to take this, seriously can you? I wouldn't be going along with this if I wasn't desperate for a little bit of heat."
"Everybody needs a little bit of heat Anakin, you aren't the only fish out of water here. I'm not exactly warm but I'm just going along with it."
"You'll feel some heat when I ram my lightsaber so far up your" Obi-Wan's hand stretched across Anakin's chest and a raised eyebrow told Anakin to settle down. "Sorry y/n my... my most sincere apologies." He closed his eyes firmly. "Please, I am grateful for your help."
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