i;; boy, they've sure caged the tourism market [ Being captured is something that really shouldn’t feel familiar, and yet, Anakin is practically an expert. Waking up somewhere unfamiliar without access to the Force is also another problem that isn’t exactly new, either. Ah, the perks of being a Jedi in the midst of a war. The disorientation he could do without. Whatever is pumping through his system keeps him uncoordinated enough not to test his boundaries. Yet.
At first, he tries meditation, borrowing one of his former-Master’s favorite go-to’s in an apparent hostage situation since there doesn’t seem to be anyone in charge for him to snark at. His mouth does tend to get him into more trouble, but he can’t (and won’t) help it. When that fails to bring forth any results, he takes to pacing the length of the cage despite how his legs threaten to buckle. Looking for a way out or to somehow put himself at an advantage. Only one physical problem gives him any pause.
It’s the undead milling around below them and making occasional swipes for the cage.
The smell is atrocious, but it’s something he’s able to tune out after a while. Being on a battlefield and other unfavorable conditions that come with the job makes you nose blind past a certain point. That, and the others that are as trapped as he is. He knows his own abilities, but nothing of anyone else. Realistically, without his connection to the Force, he doesn’t have much more of a leg up.
He breaks his concentration to look over at whoever is nearest, his expression unimpressed. ]
You know, as far as creative prisons go, this one’s not bad. ‘Giant cage suspended over hungry creatures’ is a bit overdone, though.
ii;;something something escape pun, ota [ The opportunity to escape isn’t the one he’s expecting, but it’s taken regardless. One doesn’t look a gift bantha in the mouth. While others scramble for the keys, he’s more than happy to take up the rope and get it secured around one of the bars. The knots should hold his own weight, so others should be fine.
He doesn’t feel that same surge of panic in the need to flee that others might, he’s always done best on the fly. Especially when things go awry. With the undead immobilized, they’re all at an advantage, but time can’t be taken for granted. ]
Everybody get down one at a time. If you don’t think you can do it, I’ll get you down.
[ Not quite like commanding clone troopers, but it gives Anakin that steady focus he’s been craving since he woke up in this place. Once everyone is down, he slides down the rope with ease and goes over to the box of confiscated items. Yeah, he’ll be taking that lightsaber back now. It gets clipped to his belt for the meantime, not wanting to draw attention to their escape or call reinforcements. Looking around, he spots the last of them. ]
Hope you’ve got what they took because now we’ve gotta move.
iii;; wildcard [ If these don't strike your fancy or you have something else in mind, feel free to go crazy or dm me and we can hash something out! ]
Anakin Skywalker || Star Wars
[ Being captured is something that really shouldn’t feel familiar, and yet, Anakin is practically an expert. Waking up somewhere unfamiliar without access to the Force is also another problem that isn’t exactly new, either. Ah, the perks of being a Jedi in the midst of a war. The disorientation he could do without. Whatever is pumping through his system keeps him uncoordinated enough not to test his boundaries. Yet.
At first, he tries meditation, borrowing one of his former-Master’s favorite go-to’s in an apparent hostage situation since there doesn’t seem to be anyone in charge for him to snark at. His mouth does tend to get him into more trouble, but he can’t (and won’t) help it. When that fails to bring forth any results, he takes to pacing the length of the cage despite how his legs threaten to buckle. Looking for a way out or to somehow put himself at an advantage. Only one physical problem gives him any pause.
It’s the undead milling around below them and making occasional swipes for the cage.
The smell is atrocious, but it’s something he’s able to tune out after a while. Being on a battlefield and other unfavorable conditions that come with the job makes you nose blind past a certain point. That, and the others that are as trapped as he is. He knows his own abilities, but nothing of anyone else. Realistically, without his connection to the Force, he doesn’t have much more of a leg up.
He breaks his concentration to look over at whoever is nearest, his expression unimpressed. ]
You know, as far as creative prisons go, this one’s not bad. ‘Giant cage suspended over hungry creatures’ is a bit overdone, though.
ii;;something something escape pun, ota
[ The opportunity to escape isn’t the one he’s expecting, but it’s taken regardless. One doesn’t look a gift bantha in the mouth. While others scramble for the keys, he’s more than happy to take up the rope and get it secured around one of the bars. The knots should hold his own weight, so others should be fine.
He doesn’t feel that same surge of panic in the need to flee that others might, he’s always done best on the fly. Especially when things go awry. With the undead immobilized, they’re all at an advantage, but time can’t be taken for granted. ]
Everybody get down one at a time. If you don’t think you can do it, I’ll get you down.
[ Not quite like commanding clone troopers, but it gives Anakin that steady focus he’s been craving since he woke up in this place. Once everyone is down, he slides down the rope with ease and goes over to the box of confiscated items. Yeah, he’ll be taking that lightsaber back now. It gets clipped to his belt for the meantime, not wanting to draw attention to their escape or call reinforcements. Looking around, he spots the last of them. ]
Hope you’ve got what they took because now we’ve gotta move.
iii;; wildcard
[ If these don't strike your fancy or you have something else in mind, feel free to go crazy or dm me and we can hash something out! ]