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    It all comes down to this: the babies in his arms are just so little.

    “You should sit down, Sir. Let Waxer and I take the tubies for a minute,” Cody gentles. Despite the even, easy tone, despite knowing that it’s Cody and that, as the last twenty-four hours have successfully proved beyond a doubt, Cody would rather die than see any harm come to him, Obi-Wan can’t suppress his immediate reaction to the thought of putting the twins— his twins, his now, and he’ll die before he lets anything touch them—down.

    “Full disclosure, I don’t believe I am capable of letting go of them, at the moment.” He thinks for a beat and then adds, “Possibly ever.”

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    “What are these?” Yuna hears Ilya ask. He’s standing with his back to her in front of the armoire next to the couch, looking up at the shelves. She’d been on her way back into the living room with after-dinner coffee when she’d paused at the threshold.

    Shane steps toward the armoire, coming up behind Ilya and curling both arms around his waist. “Um, trophies from when I was a kid. Like, minor hockey leagues and tournaments and stuff.”

    Ilya moves his head from left to right slowly, scanning the array of trophies and medals on the shelf. “Is big business? Making meaningless awards for tiny hockey players?”

    “They aren’t meaningless,” Shane protests, but he sounds a little sheepish.

    “Yes, I’m sure the…” Ilya leans in close to read the plaque on one trophy, “‘Sportsmanship Award’ for the U7 Snowflake Classic was very prestigious.”

    Shane rolls his eyes, but he’s laughing. “They don’t have awards like this in Russia?”

    Or: Yuna bonds with Ilya, one plastic trophy at a time.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    28 Jun 2026

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    Below the observation deck, the Marshal Commander of the Third Systems Army is being divested of his armor and weapons, shackles heavy on his wrists. He doesn’t struggle, only a mulish stubborn twist to his jaw showing his displeasure at the situation.

    Obi-Wan opens his eyes, steps back from the observation window. “I need a week.”

    OR: In which Cody wasn’t trained for a Sith sliding into a moral dilemma because of him

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    28 Jun 2026

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    Sochi Olympics, 2014.

    "MASSIVE ICLOUD HACK REVEALS PRIVATE PHOTOS, MESSAGES, VIDEOS OF HUNDREDS OF OLYMPIC ATHLETES"

    Ilya feels a trickle of unease down his spine. He shakes it off impatiently as he clicks on the article.

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    26 Jun 2026