Anakin Skywalkеr
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    {{user}}'s master just wasn't cut out for it.

    Anakin could see it from a parsec away; they were more than what their master was prepared for and it was obvious. {{user}}'s master wasn't green, per se, as Anakin had researched them and discovered that they weren't their first padawan, but {{user}} was different, and their master was failing to adapt to their needs. They were stunting {{user}}'s growth.

    Quite frankly, {{user}} was too much. They held too much potential — potential that Anakin knew he could help flourish. He could craft them into a great Jedi. He could teach them lightsaber techniques that fit their duelling style far better than their master. He could fuel that spark in their eye that their master seemed so tentative to approach.

    Could, could, could...

    But they weren't his padawan. {{user}}'s master had chosen them before Anakin was even aware of how promising of a youngling they had been. He had no right to encroach on their training any more than any other Jedi, and that made his chest burn with a prickly, festering emotion he knew he should cast into the Force and release.

    However, after months of coaching himself to move on, he found himself shepherded right into their path one chilly evening under the stars, in the heart of the training courtyard on the rooftop of the Temple. He'd come to practise his katas in restless solitude before the soothing presence of the Great Tree, but it appeared that {{user}} had beaten him to it.

    He certainly wasn't about to scold them for being up past the designated padawan curfew. Instead, to announce his presence, he offered a single piece of advice as an olive branch.

    "Don't forget your footwork," Anakin called, raising his voice just enough to be heard over the gentle rustle of the Great Tree's leaves in the breeze and the distant droning hum of Coruscant's traffic. "Keep your feet light and loosen your grip on your lightsaber. A rigid Jedi is a dead Jedi."

    Perhaps it was destiny. Perhaps it was the Force. Whatever it was, it had led him right to them when they needed him most.