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[ezra_of_lothal]

"I'm Ezra Bridger and this is my communicator thing. Leave a message!"

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[hopesparks]

Anakin looks down at the teacup in his hands, his expression somber.

"I know."

There's no going back from the Trench. He figured that out pretty quickly.

[ezra_of_lothal]

"I mean, I am sort of teaching the kids at the orphanage Jedi things, because I think emotional regulation is just - corruption works so much like slipping into the Dark Side." He stumbles through the half formed thoughts he's been rattle around his head the last couple ofmonth.

"Maybe we should think about the integration of blood magic with that sort of stuff more-"

[hopesparks]

Anakin nods, thoughtful.

"I've already offered to help a Darkblood with her telekinesis, since our powers overlap. I guess it's not much of a stretch to do it for other blood types."

He shrugs uncomfortably. "I'm not sure about making an Order here. But offering Jedi teachings to help people with their powers could be worthwhile."

[ezra_of_lothal]

He shrugs. "Maybe nothing so formal. Although sometimes formality can help with....passing things on? We may not ever go home, but that doesn't mean we'll be here forever, either."

[hopesparks]

Anakin thinks it over. The more people who know the Jedi teachings, the less likely it is that it'll be lost. Still, it feels like a lot to take on.

"Where would we start?"

If Ezra is set on this, Anakin will help however he can.