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[timeforplanb]

[ there are crates of drinks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic alike.

all are equally available, without apparent limit. well, except for the bartender who leans over the counter.

if you look over forty, jack will pour you a drink without question. but otherwise? ]

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[sin_and_misery]

Vader glares poisonously.

"You know as well as I do that they would prefer I did not exist." The implied 'not that I care' hangs heavily between them.

[timeforplanb]

Jack meets the glare, though he offers less poison.

(Caedus begins to raise his hand. Anakin jr, before disappearing, knocks it down.)

"...as the administrator of this facility," Jack says, and he's audibly sighing in addition to his verbal manner, "I might be able to ... well, I can sign whatever I frakkin' want."

TWO SITHS AND A BABY

[sin_and_misery]

!!

"Why would you do that?" Vader asks, suspicious. "You are no fonder of me than they are."

jack just loves kids IN A LEGAL WAY

[timeforplanb]

"That's true," Jack agrees, forgetting that his only two Jedi (...well, they balanced out as such) bodyguards have vanished.

He shrugs.

"...but the kid deserves whatever chance you can give it. And if that chance includes me..."

Jack is trying very hard not facepalm at himself right now.

"...then, okay."

[sin_and_misery]

Vader watches Jack, warily, before cautiously offering the baby up.

"See how small these hands are. Should they be...?"

[timeforplanb]

"...they deserve a chance to live," Jack manages.

And he involuntarily smiles while accepting the infant into his grasp.

[sin_and_misery]

"Yes." Vader stands, transfixed for a moment.

Then he turns on his heel and begins to stalk away, cape flaring behind him.