✖ Dante ✖ Mission Three: Old School
Nov. 23rd, 2011 08:19 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[Dante had woken up in the morning to find himself in someones skin. For once, it wasn't the scent of something that woke him up but the feel of someone. Truth be told, he felt a lot of things. It was kind of annoying. When the guy sat up to investigate, he was met with gray hairs and a strange ache on his back. He hopped out of bed only to find more white hairs and a decent healthy color on his skin. He ran to the only place he could find a mirror and stared for minutes at the reflection of an old wise man. He turned on the feed once realization dawned upon him.]
I had a dream like this when I was a kid. [Qui-gon had a grin across his old and wise face and there was definitely a strange change in speech patterns taking effect.] Sure, I didn't imagine myself in an old-man's body, but it's not so bad I guess. No offense to the owner, you're still a bad-ass though. I can get used to this.
[As if remembering something, Qui-Gon turned with a whirl of gray hair as he searched for that which made a Jedi so grand in his eyes.] Found it! [And he returned to the mirror, twirling the light saber for a moment before posing, the light humming of the green saber glowing nearby his cheek. Like a baws.]
Who's the jedi now?