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ardavenport Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/1/07 8:04pm Subject: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- COMPLETE -- 21-Oct-2007 - Date Edited: 10/21/07 10:09pm (11 edits total) Edited By: ardavenport
	Title: Options Author: ardavenport Timeframe: pre-Episode I, pre-TPM Genre: Drama, Humor, Romance Characters: Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi-Wan Kenobi, OCs Keywords Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi-Wan Kenobi, options Summary: Qui-Gon options for a marriage. Obi-Wan is upset. Notes: Typo is my middle name, with missing words and errors that spell checkers don’t catch being my speciality – if you see any, just post a reply or send a PM with the what and where and I will kill them with no mercy. Disclaimer: All characters belong to George and Lucasfilm; I’m just playing in their sandbox Mayb Oeschus Arimba took her seat at the table. She looked carefully at this new suitor who sat across from her in the plain, white interview room. She lazily leaned forward over the table between them. He did not react. She sat back, all business again. "So, you wish to purchase on option on a marriage contract?" "Yes," he answered. He had a pleasant voice and a mild expression. He was also a bit older than Mayb would have preferred, but not completely out of her range. "And. . . .you’re a Jedi Knight?" "Yes. A Jedi Master actually." Mayb blinked. "Is that better than a Jedi Knight?" "Not precisely better. But in terms of experience and rank, I suppose you could say that." Mayb wondered what experience had anything to do with being better. From the looks of this suitor, 'experience' only meant 'older'. She openly looked him over. Annoyingly, he did not seem to mind. Mayb expected people to be a little nervous when she eyed at them critically. He had pale, tan skin and long brown hair, fading in places. He had facial hair, on his chin and under his nose, that looked scratchy. Obviously, he just let it grow there on its own with no modifications. He was incredibly plainly dressed. Tall, dark brown work boots, worn brown pants, dusty-white shirt and long scarves over his shoulders and tied around his waist. The belt and pouches over that did not match his boots. On top of all that was a coarse brown, hooded robe that now hung off the back of the chair he sat in. She supposed this his clothes were 'comfortable', but fashion had nothing to do with that outfit. Nor was the way his hair was tied back in a simple tail on the back of his head. Sadly, one reason why people sought marriage contracts was because they were incapable of attracting a suitable partner on their own. He had the look of a socially inept scholar, but Mayb did not allow any trace of disdain to show. He was older, much older than she was; late middle years for a Human. At least he looked Human like she was. Mayb glanced down at the application summary on the little screen of the data link before her. Name: Qui-Gon Jinn Species: Human Profession: Jedi. . . . While there was the usual descriptive information along with a general declaration of good health, there were quite of lot of things missing. Most notably, 'none' was listed for property owned and there was no income listed other than a 'fixed stipend', whatever that meant. How can this man afford a wife? At the bottom of the application was a cleared and approved credit deposit, in full, for the option to negotiate a marriage contract with her. An addendum included the proposed marriage contract itself, should she accept. She looked back up at him, and his simple and extremely plain clothes. Though he was bearded, with long, un-styled hair, it was at least tidy. She would have ended the interview immediately if he had unkempt hair. He has to get his money from somewhere. And Jedi are supposed to be honest, so it can’t be anything too shady. She absolutely discounted the idea that he owned no property at all. It was simply impossible for anyone to own nothing unless they were some kind of drooling fanatic, and Qui-Gon Jinn was obviously not that. He must have misunderstood the question, probably thinking it only referred to a certain type of property like planetary land or a business. But this implied that whatever holdings he had were poorly managed if he had trouble listing them on a simple application. Mayb supposed that she would take over those duties in a marriage. That was common, for one partner to fill in the deficiencies of the other, and this man appeared to have plenty of those. Mayb knew very little about Jedi. They showed up on the holo-news sometimes and they were a footnote in a Republic civics class that she had taken years ago. They were trained as fighters, or negotiators, or peacekeepers, or other things that Senates and politicians liked. They obviously had no training in fashion or real diplomacy, judging from the coarse clothes that hung off of Qui-Gon Jinn's broad shoulders. While he appeared to be neat and properly washed, his clothes were clearly what he wore every day. He had obviously done nothing at all to make himself more attractive for her. He had a pretty poor presentation for someone shopping for a marriage. She sighed and began, starting with the simplest question that might discourage him. "I have to be blunt about this at the beginning, but aren’t all Jedi eunuchs?" His eyes widened. It was so easy to catch men by surprise by questioning their manhood, she thought. This man was apparently just as insecure about his manliness as the next one. Mayb was mostly sure that this particular rumor about Jedi was not true, but it had been handy for getting the upper hand with him. "No. They are not. I assure you, I am quite intact," he stated. He did not look too upset, she noted, but his response was emphatic. She could demand his medical records later, anyway. "I see. Well, then, I know this is going to sound like an extremely trivial question, but it really is very important. Really. Why do you want a wife?" she asked, looking directly at his face. It was a challenge. She had no intention of sharing a marriage with anyone who did not know exactly what they wanted. "I have seen your profile, and I wished to make inquiries about your status. For example, your position at this school." Frowning, Mayb drew back. "There is nothing wrong whatsoever with my position at this school -" "I did not mean to imply -" he interrupted, gaining more of her displeasure by doing so. "I certainly think not." She cut him off, putting him in his place again. "Dean Hawxol himself has sees how valuable this option for a potential contract is. I am not some desperate case who cannot find a position for herself and has to have a open marriage hoping some somebody will save her from failure. I have had offers. But I admit, none that I found suitable. So far." "That is unfortunate," he said. "Perhaps Dean Hawxol has not adequately represented your interests." Mayb scowled, wondering what he had against her mentor. "Dean Hawxol has represented me to the best of his considerable abilities. You only have to look at how well he represents himself to know that." Again she eyed him, but he was too dim to notice the implied insult. Well, she thought, she had not really expected this to work out anyway. "But we've gotten off topic. Why do you want a wife?" "Ah," he nodded to himself. "After looking at your profile, I felt that we had much in common." He lifted his hand. "And that we should explore the option for your contract. Regardless of the outcome, you will find this beneficial." She stared back at him. He had wonderful eyes. They were a deep, dark blue. Very beautiful. Like his voice. Deep and resonant and clearly educated. And he had come to her, in person, to present himself. Even this inept presentation was better than an impersonal inquiry sent through a lawyer, as if her contract could be simply bought off planet like a luxury droid. Mayb caught herself staring and lowered her eyes, determined not to give him the advantage of knowing that she. . . . might want him. She sat back. He was big and broad in the chest, and she liked that. Keeping her features neutral, she thought about curling up in his lap. I must try this. She looked directly at him. "I accept, Qui-Gon Jinn." She extended her hand to him over the table between them. He accepted it and her much smaller hand all but disappeared between his large, strong ones. She looked into his eyes again and completely forgot to mind her expression. ===== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ===== Obi-Wan Kenobi leapt to his feet as soon the door to the interview chamber opened. He felt positive horror when he saw the besotted look on the poor girl’s face. She was clinging to his Master’s arm as she gazed up at him. Even more horrifying was Qui-Gon's apparent benign amusement. Dean Hawxol hastily stood as well. He came from around his polished desk. "Mayb Oeschus, my dear, you have. . . .made a decision?" His voice quavered, clearly not wanting to hear what was obvious. "Oh, yes," Mayb breathed, settling herself more comfortably on Qui-Gon’s arm, her golden curls cascading down on Qui-Gon's robe. Disheartened, Obi-Wan remained silent. "I believe we have an agreement," the Jedi Master announced. "After Mayb signs the contract, we shall be on our way." "After I got my things," the young woman finished. Obi-Wan noticed the brief look of surprise on Qui-Gon’s face as his new fiancé slipped off of his arm. She smoothly floated to the Dean’s desk and with a flourish tapped in a personal code and leaned over for the ID scan for the embedded reader on the desk. Not one golden curl on her head was out of place. She was about Obi-Wan’s age, early twenties, with long, thick golden hair and darker, flawless golden skin. Her sleeveless teal tunic flowed down over her curvy body while her white pants clung tightly over her long legs. The gold jewelry decorating her neck, wrists and waist matched her hair which she tossed back as she posed and bestowed a stunning smile to Qui-Gon. Her blue-green eyes looked a little dilated. Her teeth were bright white even squares, perfect for a Humanoid. She changed to a new pose, leaning against the desk and adjusting the drape of her tunic over her shapely bust. Obi-Wan’s heart cringed, torn between pure embarrassment and outrage over what his Master was doing. "Perhaps you should get your things now," Qui-Gon prompted. She started and then agreed, hurrying past them to the outer office. As she brushed past Qui-Gon, she suddenly grabbed him. "Qui-Gon Jinn," she said as she reached up and pulled his head down to kiss him. Obi-Wan now sensed his Master’s surprise through the Force. He allowed it, but he did not return her kiss. She did not seem to notice as she released him, whirled about and was gone. Qui-Gon did not meet Obi-wan’s intense glare as he finally turned back to the schoolmaster. Dean Hawxol looked unwell. He was as smartly dressed as Mayb, with styled lacquered hair and a dark, dusty orange tailored suit with a fine trim of tiny, glittering beads. But his rich brown complexion had visibly paled. Obi-Wan sensed real fear in him, and this momentarily distracted him from his Master’s apparent temporary insanity. Hawxol was not afraid of Qui-Gon, but he feared for his life. He desperately wanted to stop Qui-Gon from taking Mayb Oeschus Arimba with him, but he was too intimidated to do anything about it. Obi-Wan curiously looked toward Qui-Gon, who clearly sensed Hawxol’s fear as well. The older Jedi calmly stared down the school master as he announced that they would wait outside in the garden until Mayb was ready to leave. Obi-Wan did not speak until they were well away from the building, amidst the flowering, sculpted bushes of the academy grounds. "Qui-Gon -" Obi-Wan began. Qui-Gon held up a restraining hand and his apprentice fell silent. "I realize that my actions were irregular -" "Irregular?!" Obi-Wan exclaimed. "You optioned for a marriage contract with her! Legally, she’s your fiancé for the next twenty-four days!" He stepped forward, blocking Qui-Gon’s way. They stood alone together between tall, well-tended hedges. Qui-Gon frowned down at him. "I understand your concern -" "It’s not concern. This is completely unorthodox, aside from violating the Code, you influenced her into doing this. Did you think I couldn’t sense it?" Qui-Gon glared down at him, his dark blue eyes had gone cold. Obi-Wan fell silent, but he did not back down. "I am not attempting to conceal anything from you, Padawan." His tone conveyed his displeasure. "If you will pause long enough in this display of yours to listen, I will be happy to explain my actions to you." This time Obi-Wan did lower his eyes. He knew he had made a terrible accusation that was not true. Qui-Gon had concealed nothing. "When we found Yinis and Binokas’ records on Ipasso Station they contained the profiles of several of this Academy’s students, Including Mayb Oeshus Arimba. Her name, however, was the only one that was flagged with another name." Obi-Wan nodded. It had been ‘Edoma’, and they had only presumed that it was a name. It could have just as easily been a place, a moon, or even a song or flavor. "When we inquired about their students here, Dean Hawxol specifically mentioned that Mayb had failed all her trial apprenticeships. He was quite disparaging of her intelligence." Obi-Wan well remembered that moment, for immediately after that was when Qui-Gon had suggested purchasing the available option on the girl’s marriage contract himself, one future career still available to her through the Academy. "Hawxol’s assessment did not match Yinis and Binoka’s records, Obi-Wan." Obi-Wan frowned. When they had found the records of the two slain slave liberators, PohPoh Yinis and Al Binoka, there had been so much material that they had split it up between them. Obi-Wan had concentrated on the places where Yinis and Binoka had been; Qui-Gon had focused on the places where they thought they were going to. When they had compared notes, the trail and their intuition had led them to make inquiries at the Academy. Three people who had been trained there had later been freed by the two dead crusaders. "What could that mean?" Obi-Wan asked, frowning. "I believe that Mayb was in imminent danger of being sold into slavery, most likely through a falsified option, or the marriage contract itself, to the buyer. And that Dean Hawxol is involved." "But if she is in danger, we should contact the authorities, have her put in protective custody," Obi-Wan told him. "Hawxol could easily have had her removed, long before we could return with the authorities. He was quite uneasy when we expressed any interest in the girl. And she expressed total trust in him during our interview; she would not have accepted that he would deceive her." Obi-Wan had to admit that this was true. Hawxol's near terror at the prospect of them taking Mayb away with them certainly hinted at something. But he could have simply been alarmed and repulsed at seeing a Jedi speculating for a marriage. "I agree, Master, that Hawxol's behavior was suspicious, but that and a few inaccuracies in the girl's records is hardly proof." Qui-Gon shook his head. "According to Yinis and Binoka, five of Mayb's potential employers inquired after her and were told that she had accepted another position. That cannot be explained as a simple error in record-keeping. It was done deliberately, to keep her heard so that she would be available for the contract." Reluctantly, Obi-Wan had to agree. This felt right and matched Hawxol's behavior. But Qui-Gon's actions still did not match their situation. "Master should you be countering Hawxol's deception with your own? The girl thinks you want to marry her." Qui-Gon's dark blue eyes coolly stared down at him. "It was a necessary deception. It was the fastest and surest means of separating her from Hawxol and imminent danger." Obi-Wan detected no sympathy in his Master's explanation. "And we will continue with it until her safety is assured." "It can't be necessary to manipulate her this way," Obi-Wan insisted. "I would hardly call it manipulation." "She’s in love with you!" Qui-Gon looked a little surprised by this. "I am strong in the Force, Obi-Wan, but I assure you, I am not that strong. It is merely an infatuation." "Whatever you call it, you over did it." "I merely suggested to her that she might find this excursion beneficial. The infatuation was entirely her own idea, I assure you." "You can't let it continue, Qui-Gon! We at least have to tell her that she might be in danger!" Qui-Gon's patience seemed to run out all at once, his expression turning severe. Obi-Wan instantly regretted raising his voice. "We will continue with this as long as necessary, Padawan. Furthermore, you will not say anything* about this or our mission to Mayb unless I am present. Is that clear?" Obi-Wan glared back for only a moment before lowering his eyes and looking to the side. "Yes, Master," he acknowledged quietly. Qui-Gon remained standing over him before finally speaking. "Very well. We shall return to the main office and we will be taking Mayb with us." Qui-Gon's shadow left him and the edge of his robe brushed past Obi-Wan's legs as he left. Obi-Wan turned and looked after his Master, charging back between the hedges toward the school buildings. Then he followed Qui-Gon. --- tbc --- -----signature----- Links to all fics -- http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=25405090&brd=10304&start=26223917 The Heart of the Jedi -- http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/26013327 ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, JA and everything you wanted to know about lightsabers
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Valairy_Scot Title: PT Rewrite Winner Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 8/1/07 9:46pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	Oh - my - shakes head. Wow. Obi-Wan kind of laid into Qui-Gon didn't he - and got smacked down, too. This is going to be interesting....... -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/fan_fiction_resource/b10304/25405090/p3/?52 Prolific Author thread: list & links there. A million wins; a gazillion "also rans" - not bad at all! So very honored. Thank you!
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Fifilla Registered: Mar '06	Date Posted: 8/1/07 10:58pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007 - Date Edited: 8/1/07 10:59pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Fifilla
	That sounds really interesting! From the looks of this suitor, 'experience' only meant 'older'. She sighed and began, starting with the simplest question that might discourage him. "I have to blunt about this at the beginning, but aren’t all Jedi eunuchs?" His eyes widened. It was so easy to catch men by surprise by questioning their manhood, she thought. This man was apparently just as insecure about his manliness as the next one. Mayb was mostly sure that this particular rumor about Jedi was not true, but it had been handy for getting the upper hand with him. "No. They are not. I assure you, I am quite intact," he stated. He did not look too upset, she noted, but his response was emphatic. She could demand his medical records later, anyway. Great!!! I almost fell from my chair reading this - that was so funny! Poor Mayb - I also think that Qui-Gon overdid it a bit. She probably will be really disappointed when Qui-Gon doesn't marry her at the end. -----signature----- "There's always a bigger fish." Fear Of Failure - young Qui-Gon (WIP) > http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27642896 Padawan to Valairy_Scot
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KELIA Title: Host: 20 Ques Bet Your Knowledge PT Rewrite Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 8/2/07 3:15am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	Uh oh, what has Qui-Gon gotten himself into now? I have a bad feeling this arrangement is going to be more than he bargained for. I hope he doesn't end up breaking poor Mayb's heart. Please PM me when you update Looking forward to more -----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 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager Digging out from Fay Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 8/2/07 6:51am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	"I have to blunt about this at the beginning, but aren’t all Jedi eunuchs?" His eyes widened. It was so easy to catch men by surprise by questioning their manhood, she thought. This man was apparently just as insecure about his manliness as the next one. Mayb was mostly sure that this particular rumor about Jedi was not true, but it had been handy for getting the upper hand with him. "No. They are not. I assure you, I am quite intact," he stated. He did not look too upset, she noted, but his response was emphatic. She could demand his medical records later, anyway. Loved it. Please PM me when you update! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. They call me NANA Vader. At least she doesn't lack confidence...
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ClaudiaR Registered: Jun '07	Date Posted: 8/2/07 8:27am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	Well... this seems certainly to be a first even for Qui-Gon... he really takes unorthodox to the next level doesn't he? -----signature----- LURK&STALK It takes a specialist to do it right " Getting to stalk around importantly was quickly becoming the best part of pretending to be a Sith. " Obi-Wan in Deptions by Amrita_Glittersong
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 8/2/07 9:00am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	"We will continue with this as long as necessary, Padawan. Furthermore, you will not say anything about this or our mission to Mayb unless I am present. Is that clear?" Obi-Wan glared back for only a moment before lowering his eyes and looking to the side. "Yes, Master," he acknowledged quietly. That could get sticky especially if the woman wanted to do more than a kiss. Good job. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 6/28/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 8/16/08 Freeze frame - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b10476/27820434 Master to jedidas3 Impeach Bush!
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ratna Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 8/2/07 11:38am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	Well, ladies, you've said it all. waves hand at ardavenport You will find it beneficial to PM this reader when you update. -----signature----- Faster than the speed of light is the speed of darkness. Faster than the speed of darkness is the speed of thought. Fic linx in my bio
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Ara-gon Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 8/2/07 3:28pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	Poor thing, mind-whammied into infatuation with Qui-Gon in order to avoid an unseen danger. Additional complications may ensue if she really falls for him. I don't think I blame Obi-Wan for his objections. It does seem unethical to toy with a person's emotions that way, but Qui-Gon is pragmatic enough to do what has to be done. Will you be doing PMs? If so, I'd like one, please! -----signature----- Jinngerbread's Padawan The Trouble with Qui-Gon (humor) http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/26735859/p1/?7
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ardavenport Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/8/07 7:48pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	Valairy_Scot: Interesting it shall be. Thanks for reading! Fifilla: Thank-you! Qui-Gon is a powerful Jedi and hard to say 'no' to. KELIA: Thanks! I don't think Qui-Gon is going to be breaking hearts right away. VaderLVR64: Glad you liked it. Thanks for reading! ClaudiaR: Thanks for the reply! Yes, he's unorthodox, but he really must have gotten out of line sometimes to earn his 'rogue' reputation. dianethx: Thanks! This mission will definitely have some wrong turns in it. . ratna: Thanks for reading! Ara-gon: Oh, Obi-Wan has and will have plenty of reason to be unhappy with his master on this mission. Thanks for the reply! Current PM List KELIA VaderLVR64 ratna Ara-gon -----signature----- Links to all fics -- http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=25405090&brd=10304&start=26223917 The Heart of the Jedi -- http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/26013327 ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, JA and everything you wanted to know about lightsabers
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ardavenport Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/8/07 7:52pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Part 1 -- 1-Aug-2007
	=== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo === - - Part 2 Qui-Gon noticed the droid watching them as he was giving the waiter his order for dinner. Mayb immediately asked for the same thing he was having. Obi-Wan had something different. If the droid was trying to conceal itself, then it clearly was not programmed for it. It had positioned itself across the walkway from the open-air tables of the restaurant they sat at and it kept swivelling and extending it's head to peer around the passersby; the constant motion made it easy to spot. It was also painted rather obviously in the Yube Krim Academy colors of light blue and reddish-purple. Qui-Gon presumed that Dean Hawxol had not had time to get anyone competent to follow them. Mayb talked about the types of food she liked. "I know julaberries are popular but the purple ones are a bit sweet. Do you prefer the red, purple or mauve ones?" "I do not have a preference. But I believe that Obi-Wan prefers the pink ones." Obi-Wan glanced up from his sulk long enough for Qui-Gon to catch his attention with a quick glance, head twitch and a lifted finger. "Pink? I've never heard of pink ones before. You're making that up," Mayb replied teasingly. "They have them on Coruscant," Qui-Gon reassured her. "Apparently they are quite popular, especially as garnishes for desserts. I've heard that they come in a pale orange variety as well." Obi-Wan's eyes widened only briefly. He lowered his head and tapped his nose, indicating that he had seen the droid as well, but he said nothing, nor did he offer any comment about what other types of julaberries he liked. "Oh, I suppose I will find out about that when we get there. When will that be?" Mayb inquired, her blue-green eyes wide. Qui-Gon suppressed a sigh. He had already told her that they were finishing their mission. Twice. But Mayb had her own desires about where she would like to go. Coruscant was only one destination that she had hinted about. "After our mission is complete," he answered. Hopefully long before then they could deliver Mayb Oeschus Arimba to safety. But Hawxol's apparent attempt to follow them was a new problem. How important was Mayb to him? Would the droid be followed by a more professional pursuer? "Oh, I'm sure you will find time to take a break from all that. Searching the whole galaxy for only two people must be tedious and they might turn up on their own anyway." Qui-Gon supposed this might be one way of looking at it, since PohPoh Yinis and Al Binoka were already dead. The search for the two had been their original mission, but it served now as a convenient deception, disguising their real purpose. The discovery of their deaths was known only to a very few people. Now they sought the slavers who had been kidnaping Republic citizens for profit, and presumably they had killed Yinis and Binoka as well. Mayb lowered her eyes. "I don't want you to think I'm poorly educated or. . . .backward, but," she lifted her eyes to him. "I've never actually been to Coruscant before," she sighed. "I know* all the protocols, of course," Mayb went on. "I interned at the Grand Elphine as a celebration interviewer on Tut'Lu, which is only a sector capital, I know, but you have to admit that it is similar to Coruscant. It certainly has a lot of embassies. But the position I was interning for wasn't really for me. It's amazing how many people think they have talent. It was so difficult to keep myself in from laughing at them sometimes. . . ." Qui-Gon raised a hand and pointed at the waiter-droid, arriving with their appetizers. Mayb paused long enough for them to be served and went on about her time on Tut'Lu. "I have been to the Aftes before; Mount Tut'Sent is quite impressive," he commented when Mayb stopped to sample a bit of salad. "Oh." Mayb swallowed the dainty morsel she was chewing. "That huge purple peak over Tut'Lu that the people there practically worship? That's so high I heard it sticks out of the atmosphere. Why would you go up there? Unless you were on one of those luxury liners that dock at the peak?" Mayb looked hopeful. "Well I was on one of those. But most of that mission was spent on the lower slopes." Opposite Mayb, Obi-Wan's interest shifted from his covert observation of the droid to their conversation. Obi-Wan had never been to the Aftes before. Qui-Gon had been there on a mission before Obi-Wan was his apprentice. If fact, before Obi-Wan had been born. Qui-Gon described his mission as an intermediary between the tribes on the great mountain while they finished the first part of the meal. Mayb lost interest as soon as she found out that the tribal nightclubs there only used recorded music. Obi-Wan looked inquisitive, but he only pressed his lips together over an unasked question. He was not ready to speak yet while he sullenly watched Mayb eat. Mayb politely listened until the main dinner came. Then she changed the subject. "So, we're going to go on from here to this rocky moon circling around Ayma to look for these people you want?" she asked. "Yes," Qui-Gon nodded, pleased that she had finally accepted that. Mayb turned toward Obi-Wan. Her chin resting on her hands, she innocently asked. "And what will you be doing while we go there?" Obi-Wan's gray-blue eyes widened in surprise. Then he glanced toward Qui-Gon; his fearful expression made him look a bit younger. "We will all be going together," Qui-Gon explained, a little amused by his Padawan's reaction. Mayb's aqua eyes narrowed toward him in displeasure. Then she quickly smoothed her features. "Well," she said, smiling at both of them. "We''ll just have to make the best of it." === oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo === "We were followed by a droid presumably sent by Dean Hawxol. . . ." Qui-Gon spoke into the holo-recorder at the com station behind the pilot seats of their ship. As simply as possible, Qui-Gon had already described his situation with Mayb's marriage contract option. He requested Jedi assistance to take Mayb to a safe place while they continued with the mission. If the head of Mayb's academy could be part of a plot to sell her into slavery, then all of the local authorities could be suspect since Hawxol was also a deputy mayor of the nearest town. Qui-Gon finished his report. They would continue back-tracking to the places that Yinis and Binoka had been. "R4," Qui-Gon said when the recorder shut down. R4-2B's turned its single lens eye toward him. Qui-Gon paused. He had followed his instincts. But as they had so many times in the past, his instincts conflicted with others. Obi-Wan's outrage was only a preview of the response he might get back from the Jedi Temple. While Qui-Gon would not tolerate his Padawan's disrespect, he had to agree with him that a Jedi taking an option on a marriage contract was . . . . outrageous. "Send the message," he instructed. The droid beeped its acknowledgment. The Temple's reaction would be what it would be. Qui-Gon thought that it would most likely be withheld until the end of their mission, though he doubted it would be favorable. Qui-Gon turned toward the rear air lock. Obi-Wan and Mayb were still waiting outside. Mayb strutted up the ramp as soon as it was down. Obi-Wan followed with a large case under each arm. There were still three more by the ramp. Mayb looked about the ship's single cabin. Her expression increasingly unhappy as she looked from the two narrow bunks along the bulkheads, the storage lockers, the door to the rear fresher and then forward past Qui-Gon. "You only have a maintenance droid?" she complained toward R4-2B. "Why didn't you say something? I could have brought something from the school." Quite glad that he had not even thought of mentioning the ship's droid, Qui-Gon raised his eyebrows. He had used another mind influence on Mayb to convince her to take only five of the cases that she had planned on bringing. Behind Mayb, Obi-Wan lowered his load to the deck and gave him a cross look before turning around and going back down the ramp for the rest of Mayb's things. === oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo === Mayb stared upward at the gray metal curve of Qui-Gon's tiny ship. The cabin illumination had been turned down, but there were always panels or little lights flashing, plus the shifting hyperspace glow from the forward ports. It was time to admit the truth, she told herself firmly. It was now stunningly obvious why Qui-Gon Jinn needed to purchase an option for a marriage contract. Qui-Gon Jinn was an eccentric. And he could not possibly attract a suitable mate on his own. She briefly wondered how she could have so badly misread him before she discarded that idea. Her instincts simply were not that bad. There had to be some positives that she was forgetting. Mayb mentally went over them. Qui-Gon had a good physique, even if he did not know how to dress himself. She could certainly teach him a few things about what to wear. He was more distinguished than handsome, but that was mostly because he was older. His eyes were still that stunningly beautiful shade of blue, and distracting. Once she got past those, Mayb had to concede that his nose was bit large and crooked. She did not know why it was that way, bulging unevenly a bit just under his eyes; she would have to do something about that along with getting him into better clothes. Mayb preferred facial symmetry. He had some resources. His credits cleared the contract option immediately. And he had his own ship, small as it was. She would have to convince him to trade it in for something more spacious. And he lived on Coruscant. Anyone who lived there and could afford to travel off planet as much as he did had to be well situated. Apparently, Jedi were well connected politically to the Galactic Senate as well. Mayb felt a little better about her choice after mulling the positives over, plus it was only a contract option. Even if Qui-Gon turned out to be completely unacceptable, she was legally bound to him only until it expired and then she could just take the fee and walk away from it. But there was no doubt that the engagement had started off badly. She turned her head toward the bunk along the opposite wall of the cabin and its occupant. The name of that bad start was Obi-Wan. As politely as possible, she had hinted to Qui-Gon that things would go much better between them without his apprentice tagging along, but the suggestion had gone through him like light through a crystal. Qui-Gon was obviously dense about quite a few things. Like this mission he's on. Looking for people. I thought that Jedi did more interesting things than that. He was clearly one of those people who simply did not know how to separate his work from his personal life, which appeared to be minimal. At the moment, he was forward, hunched in the pilot's seat, brooding over his mission. It hardly seemed like such a huge commitment to Mayb, but he was treating it like a whole planet depended on it. Closing her eyes, Mayb decided that she was just going to have to work on that. And his clothes. And his hair. And his nose. --- tbc --- -----signature----- Links to all fics -- http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=25405090&brd=10304&start=26223917 The Heart of the Jedi -- http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/26013327 ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, JA and everything you wanted to know about lightsabers
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ratna Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 8/8/07 8:57pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007
	Mayb turned toward Obi-Wan. Her chin resting on her hands, she innocently asked. "And what will you be doing while we go there?" Obi-Wan's gray-blue eyes widened in surprise. Then he glanced toward Qui-Gon; his fearful expression made him look a bit younger. "We will all be going together," Qui-Gon explained, a little amused by his Padawan's reaction. Mayb's aqua eyes narrowed toward him in displeasure. Then she quickly smoothed her features. "Well," she said, smiling at both of them. "We''ll just have to make the best of it." (Should we refer her to Betle in "Strangers in the Night"...?) It was time to admit the truth, she told herself firmly. It was now stunningly obvious why Qui-Gon Jinn needed to purchase an option for a marriage contract. Qui-Gon Jinn was an eccentric. And he could not possibly attract a suitable mate on his own. She briefly wondered how she could have so badly misread him before she discarded that idea. Her instincts simply were not that bad. There had to be some positives that she was forgetting. Mayb mentally went over them. Qui-Gon had a good physique, even if he did not know how to dress himself. She could certainly teach him a few things about what to wear. He was more distinguished than handsome, but that was mostly because he was older. His eyes were still that stunningly beautiful shade of blue, and distracting. Oh, yes! Once she got past those, Mayb had to concede that his nose was bit large and crooked. She did not know why it was that way, bulging unevenly a bit just under his eyes; she would have to do something about that along with getting him into better clothes. Mayb preferred facial symmetry. He had some resources. His credits cleared the contract option immediately. And he had his own ship, small as it was. She would have to convince him to trade it in for something more spacious. And he lived on Coruscant. Anyone who lived there and could afford to travel off planet as much as he did had to be well situated. Apparently, Jedi were well connected politically to the Galactic Senate as well. Mayb felt a little better about her choice after mulling the positives over, plus it was only a contract option. Even if Qui-Gon turned out to be completely unacceptable, she was legally bound to him only until it expired and then she could just take the fee and walk away from it. But there was no doubt that the engagement had started off badly. So I guess the original Force suggestion is beginning to wear off... does that mean we won't be seeing Mayb attempt to relieve Qui-Gon of his Jedi robes, except for sartorial purposes, that is...? I thought that Jedi did more interesting things than that. Dear me, if only she knew... -----signature----- Faster than the speed of light is the speed of darkness. Faster than the speed of darkness is the speed of thought. Fic linx in my bio
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Fifilla Registered: Mar '06	Date Posted: 8/8/07 11:41pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007
	Mayb turned toward Obi-Wan. Her chin resting on her hands, she innocently asked. "And what will you be doing while we go there?" Obi-Wan's gray-blue eyes widened in surprise. Then he glanced toward Qui-Gon; his fearful expression made him look a bit younger. "We will all be going together," Qui-Gon explained, a little amused by his Padawan's reaction. Poor Obi-Wan! Closing her eyes, Mayb decided that she was just going to have to work on that. And his clothes. And his hair. And his nose. That is so funny! But I think it will be a bit unpleasant if Mayb finds out that Qui-Gon faked everything... can't wait to read that! -----signature----- "There's always a bigger fish." Fear Of Failure - young Qui-Gon (WIP) > http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/27642896 Padawan to Valairy_Scot
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Ara-gon Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 8/9/07 9:04am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007
	Closing her eyes, Mayb decided that she was just going to have to work on that. And his clothes. And his hair. And his nose. Dear me! She already has a checklist. And no clue. When she discovers that he's the legendary rogue of the Temple, I wonder if she'll still think she can accomplish what the Council has failed to do--change Qui-Gon Jinn. She's really quite clueless, isn't she? -----signature----- Jinngerbread's Padawan The Trouble with Qui-Gon (humor) http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/26735859/p1/?7
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ratna Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 8/9/07 11:07am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007 - Date Edited: 8/9/07 5:20pm (1 edits total) Edited By: ratna
	Ara-gon posted: Dear me! She already has a checklist. And no clue. When she discovers that he's the legendary rogue of the Temple, I wonder if she'll still think she can accomplish what the Council has failed to do--change Qui-Gon Jinn. OMG I love that!! u r so right! On the other hand, realizing his rogue legend might just disabuse her of the ridiculous notion that he could not possibly attract a suitable mate on his own. Last I saw, he was four deep in aspiring mates, suitable and otherwise....and that was BEFORE the chocolate! -----signature----- Faster than the speed of light is the speed of darkness. Faster than the speed of darkness is the speed of thought. Fic linx in my bio
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager Digging out from Fay Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 8/10/07 6:23am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007
	Like this mission he's on. Looking for people. I thought that Jedi did more interesting things than that. He was clearly one of those people who simply did not know how to separate his work from his personal life, which appeared to be minimal. At the moment, he was forward, hunched in the pilot's seat, brooding over his mission. It hardly seemed like such a huge commitment to Mayb, but he was treating it like a whole planet depended on it. Closing her eyes, Mayb decided that she was just going to have to work on that. And his clothes. And his hair. And his nose. Absolutely priceless! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. They call me NANA Vader. At least she doesn't lack confidence...
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