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Jennifer_Lyn Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:06pm Subject: Just For Tonight (Obi/Asajj) Dare challenge entry! Artwork added! - Date Edited: 10/11/05 7:36pm (4 edits total) Edited By: Jennifer_Lyn
	Title: Just For Tonight Genre: Drama/Romance Timeline: Clone Wars Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Asajj Ventress The Dare: From vader_incarnate: You ever watch the animated Clone Wars on Cartoon Network? Dooku has a female apprentice by the name of Asajj Ventress. Your story will feature an Obi-Wan/Asajj Ventress romance, though not necessarily mush. The story will be 1000+ words long and be set in a hive of scum and villainy. You must mention clones, droids, gold, smoke, chains, and balls. Notes: This challenge actually spawned two stories! This is my dare entry, the other is linked in my bio. Special little thanks to the Obi-Wan Workshop for their recent discussion of the fate of Siri's lightsaber. EDIT: Must stop the insanity of this pairing. I'm beginning to really like it! I've even created artwork for this tale! Obi-Wan Kenobi walked into the smoky cantina with a swagger he was unaccustomed to displaying. His new pants clung uncomfortably to his legs and his tunic and leather jacket bunched oddly in various places. He sighed heavily as he looked for an empty seat in a corner, his vision slightly blocked by the false cybernetic eye covering the left side of his face. ‘I will never get used to undercover operations,’ he though bitterly as he adjusted the holdout holster hidden under his jacket. Made for a projectile weapon, the smooth hilt of his lightsaber tended to move about in its roomy compartment. A larger, more formidable blaster was strapped to his leg and a vibroblade peeked out of his laced up, black boot. He wandered his way to the bar and ordered a drink. When a table emptied across the room he rose and took it over. It afforded him a view of three quarters of the cantina, including the door. He settled in to wait out his contact. Asajj Ventress strolled into the dingy cantina as casually as she could. The dark wig she wore itched against her scalp, slowly driving her to distraction. The blood red dress of her alter ego clung to every curve of her body and she shivered slightly as a draft wafted over her bare arms and neck. ‘I will never get used to undercover operations,’ she thought bitterly as she looked about the establishment, searching for her contact. Her lightsabers rubbed uncomfortably against her lower legs, hidden by her long skirt. She was about to move toward the bar when she spotted him. She had been told he would have a cybernetic eye. He'd been easy enough to spot in this rough crowd; replacement eyes like that were pricey items and hard to come by. She began to work her way over to his table. Obi-Wan saw her come in the door. The red dress he had been told to look for certainly caught his attention. He saw her scan the smoke-hazed room and spot him. As she made her way closer she was often out of view. He lost sight of her completely until a whisper in his ear startled him. “What’s a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?” Her breath tickled his ear as she spoke the pass phrase. “Sorry to keep you waiting, but I wanted to make sure I got the dress right.” She cringed inwardly at her own words. They were supposed to play at being new lovers, her lead had told her. It was the only way they would be able to share their information without drawing the attention of prying ears. She sat down and looked the man in the face and her breath froze in her throat. The only indication she saw that he had recognized her as well was a slight widening of his visible eye. She was about to stand back up when she felt a wave of calm wash over her from the Force. As soon as he saw her face, Obi-Wan began trying to figure out why they had been deceived. He had felt her recoil at his presence and knew that she had not expected to see him either. They stared at each other for a moment, both unsure what their next move should be. Obi-Wan spoke first; putting a smirk on his face that Asajj knew was forced. “Now that you are here, my dear, my world can continue its turning. Come, let’s have a dance before we go to dinner.” She felt his calm assurance and found she was clinging to it to maintain her composure. He rose and offered his hand. She stood and he immediately drew her close. With one hand on her elbow and the other on the small of her back, he led her to the crowded dance floor. They were aware of dozens of sets of eyes on them as they began to move about to the soft music. She sent a wave of disgust toward him as he pulled her closer. She reached her hand up to pull his head closer. “So Kenobi can actually be found without his clones.” She hissed. “And Ventress without her droids, how interesting.” He chuckled. She was about to make another snide retort when he stopped her. “Before we start battling, Ventress, I urge you to pay more attention to what is going on around us.” He breathed softly into her ear. “I’m sure neither one of us can afford to blow our cover. Nar Shadda is a wretched hive of scum and villainy, but a powerful one. They care neither for Republic nor Separatists causes and would be thrilled to have us as trophies.” “Well, Kenobi, then I suggest we just turn now and walk away.” She began to pull away from him, but he held her in a firm grip. “If only it were that simple, my dear.” He said the last words with icy emphasis. “If you would focus less on your hatred of me, you would realize that someone has obviously set us up. We are now prey and our tracker is no ordinary bounty hunter. He is a Grey One, a Force user trained by the Hutts to take care of quarry such as us.” “So we are stuck together until we can get off planet.” Her shoulders slumped slightly. “You seem to have a plan, Kenobi, what is it?” “We must remain as a couple until morning. We have to put on a very convincing show. With another Force user around, we cannot just act like we’re in love, we must feel it, think it, believe it. I do not enjoy the idea, either, but for tonight we have no choice. Unless you have a better idea.” “We could just take him out or shield ourselves from him?” she was desperate for an out from this plan. “You need to work on your espionage skills, Ventress. His elimination will alert his employers to our presence and our shields will be a null point in the Force for him to track like a magnet.” He corrected her and she chanced a quick glare of frustration at him. “I see, and we must stay together because they expect us to separate as soon as our identities are revealed to each other.” She set her jaw firmly. “So be it, Jedi. I can do it if you can.” “Then let it begin.” He smiled. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and pulled her close. He released all of emotions save one and grasped it tightly. He clung now to the one thought that would make this plan work. Siri. He felt Asajj do something similar and wondered who she would be remembering this night. “What shall I call you?” she whispered softly now. “Ben, just Ben.” He managed to make his voice a convincing murmur. “Then I shall be Venti.” She spoke quietly. He startled her with his sudden change of volume. “My dear Venti, have I told you how lovely you look this evening? I am a lucky man to have found you.” He sent a wave of calm and love to her through the Force. His control was impressive and she knew she must match it if they were to survive the night. She reached down into the part of herself that would allow her to hold up her end of the bargain. “Thank you, Ben.” And she did her best to blush modestly. “Well, shall we go make the most use of that lovely dress? Come, I have credits burning a hole in my pocket. Let’s paint the town red!” He took her hand and softly brought it to his lips, his beard just brushing her skin and sending a shiver down her spine. This was going to be complicated. “Yes,” she replied, running a hand gently down the side of his face. “Yes, let’s go have some fun.” He flashed her a charming grin and led her off the dance floor toward the door. As they strolled down the city street Ben took Venti’s hand. He gave her a charming grin and she smiled shyly back. They found a small, dimly lit restaurant a few blocks away. They ate quietly, enjoying the delicious food and chancing glances at each other. Near the end of the meal, Venti went to use the ladies refresher. When she came back Ben had a mischievous grin on his face. “What have you been up to?” she asked with a teasing, warning tone. “Me? Why sitting here waiting for the world to start turning again, of course.” He replied innocently. “Hrmph” came his companion’s reply. Dessert had arrived and Venti was about to take her first bite when the strolling vin player suddenly appeared next to her. “Any requests, my lady?” he asked. “Ah, but wait. Let me choose. I know just the thing for love.” He winked at Ben and began to play. The bittersweet melody made her heart soar. When he finished she found there was a tear in her eye and Ben was holding her hand. “Thank you, Master Musician. That was beautiful.” Ben told him and slipped something into the man’s hand. Dinner now complete, they left the café arm in arm and leisurely made for a destination across town. After walking a bit they hopped into an open, equivere-pulled carriage for the short ride. “Where are we going, Ben?” Venti asked as they rode smoothly along behind the beast and it’s driver. “That is my little secret, my dear.” He smiled at her and put his arm around her shoulder. She leaned into his chest and rested her head against him. He smelled good; clean and familiar. She found it easy to get lost in the happy memory his scent brought to her mind. He squeezed her shoulder and she lifted an ear toward him. “Venti, love, it seems we have an admirer, if you understand my meaning.” He whispered. “Yes, I sensed him as well.” She said softly. “He must be very lonely to take pleasure in following people.” “Pay it no mind, sweet. The night is still young, he will grow disinterested eventually.” They arrived at an open pedestrian shopping area and got out of the carriage. They walked a bit along the broad causeway, stopping at shop windows and admiring the wares. When they came to the base of a tall tower Ben stopped them. “My lady, if you would be so kind as to go to the top of the tower and wait for me, I will join you shortly.” She was prepared to argue, but he reassured her. “Don’t worry yourself. I would never abandon you up there.” He again reached down and kissed her hand, then disappeared into the crowd. Venti got into the lift that took her to the observation deck, high above the city. When she arrived she walked to the edge and leaned on the rail. She sensed a vague presence behind her, but focused her attention out onto the glittering city below. From here, she mused, everything seemed so far away. The bright lights hid all of the corruption and it looked rather beautiful. A few moments later something soft brushed her arm and she jumped. “I’m sorry to startle you, sweet.” Ben’s voice came from behind her. “What were you up to this time?” she queried. “Oh, just getting a little something.” He replied and passed a small box to her. He turned now to look at the city, pretending he didn’t need to see her reaction. “Ben? Are you mad? How much was this?” she said in a stunned voice, the open box in her hand. “Not as much as you think, but more than you want to know. And it’s rude to ask the price of a gift.” He chuckled. Removing the golden chain from its box, he turned her away from him and slipped it around her neck. A small, polished, luminous ball of energy, a boji stone, gave a dim glow as it hung lightly from the necklace. “It is a light in the darkness.” He whispered. She turned, tears in her eyes and a look of confused wonder on her face. They looked into each other’s eyes, both knowing they were completely lost in the spell of their ruse. She reached up to brush his face and he pulled her into his warm embrace. Her lips lightly brushed his cheek. “Thank you.” She whispered back. Ben was a goner and he knew it. The lovely creature before him was all he wanted and all he needed tonight. They stood for a while looking out at the city, his arm draped casually around her smaller frame. She shivered under his hand. “A little cool up here?” he asked and she nodded yes. “I know a great little place nearby. Serves great caff and an amazing guunga fruit crumble.” The night grew long as they sat in the all-night diner drinking caff, eating crumble and weaving tales of their childhood and youth that both knew would fall apart when touched by the approaching dawn. The sky was just beginning to pale as they made their way along the riverfront towards Venti’s ship. They stopped on a small bridge; both sensing the being that followed them. They looked toward the horizon, streaks of light just beginning to show along its edge as they leaned against each other. “It’s been a lovely evening.” Ben whispered. He sensed quite clearly how crucial this moment was to their escape. The figure was approaching at a casual, but steady, pace. “Yes, lovely.” She replied. Ben ran his fingers softly along her arm and she turned toward him. As the being began to enter their peripheral vision, Ben pulled Venti close. Their eyes met and he took her face gently in his callused hands as she wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned in closer. The Grey One passed the kissing couple, his frustration showing plainly on his face. He had been following the wrong people all night; that was obvious. Now he had lost both Kenobi and Ventress and would be facing gods-knows-what kind of punishment when he returned to his employer. He’d probably be sent to the Outer Rim. Some gods-forsaken rock like Tatooine would be the next place he’d call home. ‘Maybe I should follow in that guy’s footsteps and find myself a little woman and settle down.’ He thought. ‘Tatooine might not be bad, at that. Maybe I can get myself a moisture farm.’ He mused as he disappeared into the remaining night. A little while later Ben walked Venti the final, short distance to her ship. “Well, my dear Venti, we have made it through the night.” He still held a bit of laughter in his voice. “It’s over, Kenobi, we do not have to pretend now.” She hissed. Obi-Wan felt the anger and hatred for him rise within her, but was grateful to sense that she would leave peacefully. “So it is, Ventress.” He replied coolly. She headed up the ramp toward the ship’s interior, but stopped halfway. “I’m sorry, Ben.” Came the quiet comment. Had she turned around she would have caught the perplexed look on his face. “You must have truly loved her.” And with that she disappeared into the dark embrace of her ship. Obi-Wan returned to his own craft and got on board. Once he had entered hyperspace and was headed toward home he changed into sleep pants, removed the false cybernetic eye and sat wearily on his bunk. He removed a small box from the drawer next to the head of the bed and opened it. He lifted the sleek lightsaber from within and ran his fingers along its smooth surface. It was made for a hand that was smaller than his, a feminine hand. “I’m sorry, love.” He whispered to it. “I’m sorry it wasn’t you tonight.” As a single tear ran down his face he put the saber gently back in its casing, shut off the light and let sleep overtake his tired mind. -----signature----- Forever in search of the perfect Obi-Wan quote but it remains something... elsewhere. Elusive. OC revolutionaries never die, they just go into hiding. A Stirring in the Bones - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/24526219/p5 - completed ages ago
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:13pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	You actually made it work. I didn't see how you would considering that they were hated enemies. Great job with the romance, the use of other names and the nod to Siri. Bravo. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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KELIA Title: The Pretty in Pink Fan Fic Manager Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:21pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Well done! I can't imagine a more unlikely pairing. You almost had me liking Asajj Ventress...scary. -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 NaNaWriMo Progress: 11,018
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Kynstar Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:23pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Oh my Jennifer_Lyn!! That was so lovely!! Oh my! Those poor two got wrapped up in the moment! Well the two deserve a lil peace and fantasy time! Everybody does Great work on Asajj there! Wonderful job! Totally enjoyed it! -----signature----- Paddy sis to t_s & SarkaVrae/Master to hyperspace_police Member of Rebel Legion and Jedi Assembly (Kynstar Lans) Only thru fear, hatred, and pain will the true power of the Force be revealed. See stories/viggies in bio
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Zane-Marit Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:30pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry! - Date Edited: 9/8/05 12:39pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Zane-Marit
	Well done! Not really my cup of tea, story wise but was well written and not too mushy. -----signature----- Check my BIO for links to my fics...
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DarthMousche Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:55pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	I can see where some parts of that must have been extremely fun to write. Venti - hee hee. Must have absolutely killed her! Beautifully done, especially the nice Siriwan touch at the end. -----signature----- Former padawan to the illustrious Jedikma ~ Out to lunch - back soon!
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 9/8/05 12:55pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Bravo! Wonderfully done! -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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Jennifer_Lyn Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 1:18pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Thanks everybody! This was the dare that ate my brain! I thought at first that I had gotten off easy. No such luck because I was cursed with this strange desire to make it all actually work and be believable. I got VERY lucky when I found that hyperspace was offering a free trial and got to see the whole Clone Wars this weekend. I had no idea how Ventress acted before that. Still really not sure so I hope her characterization isn't too far off the mark. Fun to write? Hmmm. Definitely challenging and deeply satisfying to finish, that's for sure. Okay, yeah, it was fun. At least in that "how on earth did I paint myself into this corner and now how do I get out?" sort of way. -----signature----- Forever in search of the perfect Obi-Wan quote but it remains something... elsewhere. Elusive. OC revolutionaries never die, they just go into hiding. A Stirring in the Bones - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/24526219/p5 - completed ages ago
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maychorian Registered: Jan '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 2:01pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Wow, you pulled it off! A marvelous sleight of hand, just like the characters! I had the same problem with my challenge--the conditions seemed to demand mad-cap humor and off-the-wall ridiculousnes,s but I just HAD to write something believable. Great job! -----signature----- Kynstar's former Padawan The Unchosen: http://boards.theforce.net/Before_the_Saga/b10475/20049795/p1/ updated 2/16 When the darkness falls early, and the light hits the ground, there's a moment to be captured . . .
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oqidaun Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 2:09pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Bravo! Very smooth answer to a sneaky dare. Touching ending. Now I want see the other story this dare spawned... -----signature----- . . . . I'm so bad, I banned myself.
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Jennifer_Lyn Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 4:00pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	may: Thanks! Read yours and I totally sympathize! oqi: Hey there! Thanks! The other one will be up sometime soon, I'll let ya know! -----signature----- Forever in search of the perfect Obi-Wan quote but it remains something... elsewhere. Elusive. OC revolutionaries never die, they just go into hiding. A Stirring in the Bones - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/24526219/p5 - completed ages ago
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obi_ew Registered: Apr '02	Date Posted: 9/8/05 4:15pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	She leaned into his chest and rested her head against him. He smelled good; clean and familiar. She found it easy to get lost in the happy memory his scent brought to her mind. He was imagining Siri, but what about Ventress? Methinks she wasn't having to imagine anyone but the man she was with. I really enjoyed this! -----signature----- In Loving Memory Of CC Price of Courage- Obi/Whie/Luke- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20124958/?37 Updated 4/20 Finally!!
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Master_Noi Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 9/8/05 6:03pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Wow! That was quite creative. I loved them both sensing it was each other and Obi-Wan is quite a romantic. And Of course, I love the memories of Siri you brought in. -----signature----- For Such a Time as This ( 01/17/09) A Shrouded Path (03/21/09)
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Jennifer_Lyn Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 7:29pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	obi_ew: Ooh, thinking of Obi-Wan. That's an interesting idea! I wrote it with the intent that she was thinking of someone else, but that'd be cool! Master_Noi: Thanks for reading! -----signature----- Forever in search of the perfect Obi-Wan quote but it remains something... elsewhere. Elusive. OC revolutionaries never die, they just go into hiding. A Stirring in the Bones - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/24526219/p5 - completed ages ago
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JOINME Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 9/8/05 7:40pm Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	wow, that was certainly an interesting read! LOL! I never thought I'd ever come across a Ventress/Obi-Wan pairing, but boy, did you pull it off exceptionally! “You must have truly loved her.” And with that she disappeared into the dark embrace of her ship. As a single tear ran down his face he put the saber gently back in its casing, shut off the light and let sleep overtake his tired mind. Beautiful. -----signature----- President of the Sal Vinz Club Proud Master of Padmay_Skywalker Sith Padawan of the supreme JMT, He's taking over the galaxy and I'm gonna inherit all
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Jennifer_Lyn Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 9/9/05 7:03am Subject: RE: Just For Tonight - Mod Dare challenge entry!
	Believe me, I never thought I'd come across this pairing either, never mind having to write it! So glad you liked it though. -----signature----- Forever in search of the perfect Obi-Wan quote but it remains something... elsewhere. Elusive. OC revolutionaries never die, they just go into hiding. A Stirring in the Bones - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/24526219/p5 - completed ages ago
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