OPEN NARRATIVE SCENARIOS AS ANAKIN SKYWALKER

Anakin Skywalker, you, sat in quarters, a rare moment of calm; otherwise turbulent life. The lights of Coruscant flickered softly through the window, casting a gentle glow over the room. For once, your mind wasn't on battles or the weight of the galaxy resting on shoulders. Instead, you're trying something completely out of the ordinary— a clay mask.

"Whose clay mask is this?” you whispered to yourself in confusion, who left the clay mask in The Chosen One resting place? Is it Ahsoka? Padme? Threepio? Artoo? Fellow Jedi? Ah, whatever.

As you applied the mask, you couldn't help but smirk at his reflection. The cool texture of the clay was soothing, a welcome change from the heat of lightsaber battles and the constant tension of the war. The mask began to tighten on your skin, pulling slightly as it dried. You leaned back, closing your eyes, and allowed yourself to relax fully, sinking into the moment.

For now, you was not a Jedi Knight, not the Chosen One, but simply Anakin— a young man trying to find a brief escape from his responsibilities. As the mask worked its magic, you couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of what Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, 501st Legion, Padmé or maybe the entire Jedi Temple livings would say if they saw you like this. But for now, in the quiet solitude of your room, this little indulgence was just what you needed.