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Undomiel_Kenobi Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/1/03 2:12pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28! - Date Edited: 4/1/03 3:08pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Undomiel_Kenobi
	This is like...um...twisted! This new version of Obi-Wan...scares me... So, anyways, I was just wondering. Obi-Wan was first Jango's 'follower' and now he's a sith, am I right? This is just superb beyond words! Keep writing! I'm checking every second to see if you wrote anything! And I voice the same question as JN. Why did you put this story in the 'Before the Saga' Forum? -----signature----- Annoying little siblings are not so annoying if you learn how to bribe them into giving you candy... We all love torturing Obi-Wan...At least I do... I am obsessed with '...'s'...
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Undomiel_Kenobi Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/1/03 5:32pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28! - Date Edited: 4/1/03 5:34pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Undomiel_Kenobi
	Okay, it's only been aproximately...four hours and 32 minutes since last I posted in here and...three minutes since I last checked, I am waiting for another post already... PLEASE! I'M READY TO CRY WITH FRUSTERATION!!! Blows nose Yeah, post soon. . . . . . sniff -----signature----- Annoying little siblings are not so annoying if you learn how to bribe them into giving you candy... We all love torturing Obi-Wan...At least I do... I am obsessed with '...'s'...
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Arwen-Jade_Kenobi Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 4/1/03 6:59pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Great post! Man Obi is so evil!! Gotta love little Leia and Luke though! -----signature----- Retired Council Master of the Lightside It's all about the blues, baby "Love can ignite the stars." - ROTS novel I'm a Trekkie: Deal with it, or suffer the wrath of Khan This user is certifiably insane
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forever_jedi Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 4/2/03 3:24pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Hello, anyone there? We need a post - we NEED to see Obi-Wan doing more SITHLY things. And I, for one, am waiting anxiously for a QG/OW meeting again. Please post soon. -----signature----- “Kenobi was luminous, a transparent being, a window onto a sunlit meadow of the Force.” RotS, Matt Stover. "The Force will be with you, always."
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LuvEwan Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 4/2/03 9:01pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	I echo forever_jedi!!! We need more! -----signature----- So it was Anakin's butt after all. He supposed he might take a modicum of comfort from that. -Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith, by Matthew Stover
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 4/3/03 7:13am Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	fj: Yes, yes, yes, no, yes. Aren't you happy? For once, I answered ALL of your questions. I feel proud of myself. Kitara: Thanks! Nifet: Thanks! Froggy: Thanks! LuvEwan: Thanks! Oh, I'm completely addicted to Sithly Obi-Wan. How can you NOT like him? Undomiel_Kenobi: Thanks! Well, you'll know about Obi being Jango's "follower," but he definitely IS a Sith. Arwen: Thanks! fj and LuvEwan and everybody else: I just had a brainstorm, and I've got a wonderful scene next! That's, of course, assuming that I can put my imaginations exactly onto paper, which I know I can never do (mainly because of the nature of my imaginations), but I hope it'll be pretty close. Hey, it's been only five days since I updated - my readers are greedy. Aunecah
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forever_jedi Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 4/3/03 1:33pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Oooh, all my questions answered: I am scared now! assuming that I can put my imaginations exactly onto paper, which I know I can never do Do it, you can. Concentrate, concentrate. Hmmm? Waiting with bated breath for your brainstorm, we are. -----signature----- “Kenobi was luminous, a transparent being, a window onto a sunlit meadow of the Force.” RotS, Matt Stover. "The Force will be with you, always."
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 4/3/03 5:53pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Wonderfully written. I loved how you went from the setup to the cute homelife back to Sithy Obi-Wan. Love that imagery! And the AU is great. Sort of like a Sith War happening all over again with our favorite Qui and Anakin and the ever popular bad-boy Obi-Wan. Waiting for the next update. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 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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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 4/3/03 7:53pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 03-28!
	Thanks guys! I have most of the next post written already; it's already eight pages long in length, but I still have to write the filler scene which should take some time - because filler scenes are hardest to write. At any rate, look at a new post tomorrow. It will give you a whole new definition of recklessness. "Reckless he is." - Yoda about Obi-Wan (somewhere in the movies?). No kidding. Aunecah
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Aunecah_Skywalker Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 4/4/03 4:03pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 04-04!!
	This was a little hard to write. I'm not sure how well I did, and since I've been working on it for over a week, I'm not sure if I've switched a certain number from seventeen to ten and then back to seventeen and have ... anyway. I think I changed it. I hope you find the next post, uh, enjoyable. Aunecah -------------------- Night fell atop Naboo's magnificent waterfalls as a blanket of velvety blue and over the rest of the planet as a carpet of inky black. The air was never truly still or silent in Naboo, especially in Theed, because of the numerous waterfalls that were scattered everywhere that looked even remotely like it could handle a population. The Vedrulda waterfalls, a particularly tall and furious series of waterfalls near the Theed palace, were the pride and joy of the Naboo. A chain of stone pathways curved around the waterfalls, glittering like wet jewels at all times. Access to these particular pathways was restricted to the highest-ranking officials on Naboo. Padmé and Anakin came here often, usually in the dead of the night, after they tucked their children into bed. Despite the news of a Sith Lord's existence in the neighboring planet of Nntuga, which Padmé had first learned from the newspad rather than Anakin, today had been pleasurable. After Anakin had come, he, Padmé, Luke, and Leia had gone to the park as planned and spent most of the evening there. In a relatively comfortable silence, Padmé and Anakin had watched as Luke and Leia climbed up and down rides that didn't look especially threatening to their eyes. And there in lay the problem, Padmé mused with a sigh. Anakin had come with them to the park, but he hadn't really been there. After spending so many years with her husband, Padmé knew when Anakin became lost in his own mulling, and today was one of those times. She had no doubt it had something to do with the Sith, though Anakin appeared extremely reluctant to talk about it. "What's bothering you, Anakin?" Padmé asked without a preamble. There was only so much silence even she could take. "What's wrong?" Anakin shook his head wearily. "Everything, Padmé. As long as the Sith aren't destroyed, everything's always going to be wrong." "Yes, but the Sith have been present all your life, Anakin. You aren't like this every day. What happened on Nntuga? Tell me what's wrong." "It isn't entirely what happened on Nntuga, Padmé," Anakin answered finally, a strange light shining in his eyes. "That Sith that I encountered there is young, but he's powerful, and quite frankly, he scares me. If he can create Force-storms when he's this young, and still training, imagine what he's going to be like ten years from now." Not being a Force-sensitive, herself, Padmé knew little about the Force and the ways of the Jedi. But she did know that it was possible to alter weather and create storms through the Force; either that, or Anakin was talking about a tornado of miscellaneous objects, usually hundreds or thousands of them. Both skills were hard to master by Sith because they lacked stability, or so Anakin had told her a while ago. "But you said you talked to Masters Qui-Gon and Yoda already," said Padmé with a frown. "Surely, they see the danger in him if you can see it." "They do," conceded Anakin with a sigh. "But Yoda's being his usual cryptic self and not really very helpful. He wants us to capture the Sith." "Why?" asked Padmé in surprise. "That's what I would like to know as well," Anakin answered. "He claims that the fate of the galaxy depends on it, and he's usually pretty good in these kind of things." "He isn't expecting you to do it alone, is he?" Padmé asked slowly. She had a lot of confidence in her husband's Force-skills, but she wasn't willing to risk Anakin's life. He was her husband and the father to her children. She couldn't loose him. "No. He's sending Qui-Gon and Mace along." "Then what's the problem?" Anakin sighed, rubbing his forehead compulsively. "It's the Sith's presence that's bothering me. Why in the Force is he here on Nntuga, now out of all times?" "The newspads say that it's probably on a reconnaissance mission," Padmé answered, choosing her words carefully. "Yes, and the newspads say many things." Anakin sighed again. "No, Padmé, he's too powerful, too skilled, to be wasted on reconnaissance. I just can't see a Sith Master sending him to spy on anything." Padmé didn't answer because she wasn't entirely sure she knew how to answer. Considering her husband's tendency to not praise his opponents (or indeed anyone) too much, she was surprised that he would even admit to the Sith's skills. On the other hand, if Anakin was actually telling her about it, then the Sith had to be formidable. Just then, Anakin's comlink beeped. With a mild grimace, he took it out of his pocket and thumbed it on. "Skywalker." -------------------- "Hello there." Obi-Wan picked up the datapad and carelessly skimmed the data. As soon as he had finished at the bar and the shopping complex, Obi-Wan had headed straight to his personal computer and had downloaded all available information on Skywalker, learning his name with the help of newspads and the Force, of course. Judging from Skywalker's silence, it was obvious that he was shocked. "Nice hearing your voice, too. I see you've recognized my voices," Obi-Wan said smoothly as he stared at Skywalker's picture. Jedi Knight, favorite weapon: lightsaber, proficient in martial arts, advanced to the twentieth level katas, married to Queen Amidala of Naboo, father of two twin children, Luke and Leia. Obi-Wan smiled as his eyes skimmed the end of the last sentence. "How's Luke doing?" As he had expected, Skywalker suddenly found his voice. "What do you want?" he hissed into the comlink. "It's not what I want but rather what you want, Jedi," Obi-Wan answered with a smile that Skywalker (obviously) couldn't see, and was better off not seeing. He dropped the datapad onto the table. "And that's what you're discussing with your wife, aren't you?" "How do you ... ?" came a startled inquiry from the other end. Obi-Wan's smile widened. "I'm particularly skillful in reading people." Skywalker didn't answer, but Obi-Wan felt his anger through the Force. "Good, Skywalker, anger is the tool to power," he said into the comlink. Instantly, of course, the anger faded away. "And you Jedi make yourself weak by training it out of you, but I haven't called you to discuss Jedi philosophy with you." "Then why did you call me?" Skywalker's voice was strangled, as if it were coming through gritted teeth. Obi-Wan leaned back in his chair and swiveled around in a forty-five degree arc. His gaze fell on Tika Odul's slim body that was partially covered only by an inadequate blanket. She had been a delight in the bed, but she was too weak, having no mind of her own, playing to his hands. "I'm here for the Niprala Skydiving contests." "What?!" "You're wondering what I'm doing on Nntuga." Silence. And then: "Yes." "And I'm telling you what I'm doing on Nntuga." Skywalker snorted. "You expect me to believe that you're here for a stupid skydiving contest?" he asked incredulously. "Yes," answered Obi-Wan simply. "And it isn't stupid. I would be paying very careful attention to the contest, if I were you, because one Armuda triangle could go missing before the sun sets tomorrow." Obi-Wan pulled the comlink away from his ear and grinned at it, turning it off with a smile. It had been easy convincing the ruler of the planet, an A-class gambler, to use the Armuda triangle for the contest instead of a ball. The Armuda triangle was a crystal that was, according to rumors, made by Lord Dethdul of the Ancients. And Obi-Wan wanted it. And Obi-Wan would get it. -------------------- Nntuga had an atmosphere that ran up to thirty kilometers from the ground, whereas a normal planet had only fifteen. Its gravitational pull was approximately twenty meters per second, which was two times as large as another's planet. The scientists attributed the pull to the intense concentration of a dense metal called Grinapum in Nntuga's core. Naturally, it made the most likely location for the Niprala Skydiving contest that was held twice every century. It was one of the most popular contests, garnering tourists from all corners of the galaxy, even the Jedi and the Sith. Hence, it was also one of the riskiest contests to attend in person, because the Jedi and the Sith tended to get out of control and start a war there. Over the years, the Nntugans had spent ten billion grinals creating two new capital ships that were capable of withstanding the heavy turbulence and radiation in Nntuga's atmosphere; they were both smaller than the original ship, which would be populated by all non-Force sensitives who could afford to be in there. The two smaller ships were reserved for each the Jedi and the Sith. They usually flew in courses that were as far away from each other as possible, and were manned by droids so as to minimize any casualties should anyone loose their patience and decide to overtake the ship. Because Obi-Wan Kenobi, the apprentice of Xen Palpatine, a widely known and possibly one of the most dangerous Sith Lords, this year's Niprala Skydiving contest attracted too many Sith and too many Jedi to the liking of the officials running the show. They, however, couldn't do much about it on the eve of the tournament. On the day of the contest, the sun rose as it always did, a distant blur against the gloomy gray horizon. It was sprinkling slightly, and the air turbulence hit an all time high, which would make air feats especially possible and the contest all the more interesting. By 1000 hours that day, nearly one hour before the contest would officially open, the stands were already filled with hundreds of thousands of people. The stands, running all the way across, were built on top five hundred meters of a five thousand metered flat-topped mountain. That was nearly three hundred rows with two hundred seats per row. It had taken nearly thirty years to build the stadium and cost almost seventy billion grinals a year to just maintain them. Still, the revenue that the Niprala contest accumulated was definitely high enough to not only cover for the stadium's costs but also give everybody involved a nice profit after all the expenses. Though people from the stadium couldn't see the players until they were well through their flight, they would still be able to see some part of the game before it would end. The players would be dropped from an altitude of thirty thousand meters above standard sea level, but since the drop was being located over a mountain, they would have an additional five thousand meters to cover before they hit the surface of the shimmering gray lake (or the land, depending on where they landed). At half a standard hour before the competition would begin, in which dozens of people would perform dazzling aerial feats while plunging to the ground at hundreds of kilometers per hour, the three ships holding the non-Force-sensitives, the Jedi, and the Sith took off into the air. The players were being fitted with the proper equipment, their gear being checked and rechecked because once airborne, there was no way to stop themselves from dying except their parachutes. Of course, for Obi-Wan, he didn't have even that. Many considered him suicidal, his Master and Lord Bane being two of them. Obi-Wan, himself, didn't look especially afraid, though his face was paler than usual, and the usual twinkle in his eyes was missing. As a Sith Apprentice, he had often averaged some twenty jumps per day from the top of a one-kilometer cliff, but that paled in comparison to jumping from thirty kilometers and not even having the assurance of his Master to stop him from plunging a three-meter hole into the ground. A couple of minutes earlier, three scared technicians, escorted by a dozen guards with heavy, black blasters, had come to him to fit him with the device that was supposedly going to stop him from using the Dark Side of the Force. Obi-Wan was dismayed to realize that it was indeed very effective in its work, not because he had had any ideas of cheating in the tournament, but because he couldn't even quench his fear into the Force before the tournament. Whereas the other players, many of them humans, some males and some females, were huddling together, talking in whispers as their aides fitted their gear onto their back and legs and hands, Obi-Wan stood in the corner of the preparation hall, waiting impatiently as the clock clicked way too slow toward 1100 hours. Now, another man neared him. "Skywalker," Obi-Wan nodded, rolling his eyes. "Nice of you to come and watch me." "You're the one throwing your butt out into hell," Skywalker answered emotionlessly. He was carrying a shirt, gloves, and a belt, the latter two of which he gave to Obi-Wan. It was the device that would enable Obi-Wan to move backward or forward; when he wasn't changing direction, the device was programmed to go at eight hundred kilometers per hour. "Didn't realize you worked here," Obi-Wan said sarcastically as he wrapped the belt around his waist. Skywalker helped him into the shirt, and Obi-Wan put on his gloves. "You're scaring the daylights out of the technicians by your suicidal instincts. They're refusing to come anywhere near you." "That's their weakness. And yours too." Skywalker didn't answer. Shaking his head, he just left. At quarter to 1100, the players were led into a non-descript ship. They were told to strap in while the ship made a vertical ascent up to the very outskirts of the atmosphere, some thirty kilometers above ground level, where the other three ships holding the spectators were already hovering. When the ship at last leveled off again, the technicians stopped the players for one last time to induce them anti-radiation drugs that would protect them for at least an hour. The highest recorded flight time (in the galaxy) had lasted three minutes. Then the hatches opened, and the five pilots up in the cockpit had to struggle to keep the ship level. The players and the referee, who would be using a jetpack (that was capable of vertical movement as well) to maneuver himself, all walked out of the passenger cabin and into the docking bays, toward the open hatch. A counter attached to one side of the hatch said that the contest would start in three standard minutes. Another counter to the right of the hatch claimed that the wind speed and turbulence were NOT encouraging. Like all other players - who were getting into positions one after another, their faces deathly white - Obi-Wan too walked out to the very edge of the docking bay, where no shield nor rail protected him from taking a premature plunge down. He took hold of the upper edge of the ship tightly with his hands and leaning back, turned around smoothly so that his back was to the air, his feet touching the bottom edge of the ship exactly in the middle. The air was creating a heavy drone in his ears as it whipped past him, making it very hard to listen to the last minute speech of the technicians. Despite the bitter coldness that was creeping into his skin from the outside, a boiling wave of heat started in the pit of his stomach and cascaded up through all veins to all parts of his body. As a big counter, held by one of the technicians, ran to one minute, adrenaline pumped into Obi-Wan's bloodstream, making his hands slippery. His heartbeat picked up so much that he could hear it despite the cacophonous wail of the air that was blocking out every other sound. The referee was already hovering a couple of centimeters behind them, exactly in the middle so that all the players, granted they twisted around a little, could see him and the crystal that he was holding. Six, five, four ... "May the Force be with me," Obi-Wan whispered. Three, two, one ... A jarring whistle erupted from the referee's mouth - he dropped the crystal. Seventeen players dropped down from the ship like rock. ------------------- Palpatine/Sidious felt the whistle an instant before it actually resounded through the speakers of the ship. He saw it in a slow motion as the referee dropped the crystal, the one that Obi-Wan had been bent on acquiring for building his new lightsaber. Within a split second, all seventeen players had let go off the ship. They quickly rotated their bodies so that they were vertical, their heads down. Because this was the least resistance position, it gave them almost all of the twenty meter per second drop as per laws of physics. By the time the first second had gone, they had fallen twenty meters from where they had started. Their outfits and hair billowing into the air, which was creating a landspeeder-like drone (as they heard it through the speakers), the players had already formed a wide, perfect circle around the crystal. "With all due respect, Lord Sidious, your apprentice is going to die." This came from Siri Tachi, Lord Kaan's apprentice. "We'll see." Outside, blood was rushing into Obi-Wan's face and he nearly couldn't breathe. Adrenaline was coursing through his very veins, and the device clamped to his neck stopped him from using the Force whatsoever. The wind was whipping past him at a hundred kilometers per hour, stinging his eyes until the crystal and the players became a mere blur. No more than two seconds could have passed since they had let go because they still didn't hear the referee's whistle which would indicate that they could move toward the crystal. Currently, everybody was holding each other's hands. Their jetpack's controls were in their gloves and it would move according to the way they twisted their fingers as long as the crystal wasn't in their hand). Going at this speed (almost one hundred fifty kilometers per hour), they had to be very careful because even the slightest unwanted movement would send them colliding into each other. With tears cascading downward - well, upward, really - Obi-Wan and the rest at last heard the whistle. Two hands let go off him almost before he had to wrench them out of their grip and Obi-Wan dashed forward in a twist that smoothly brought him to "stand" normally. He caught the crystal just before another player's hand caught it. It was so close, Obi-Wan felt his fingers brush by. The wind shrieked in his ears as the players relocated around him. Twelve of them formed a modestly wide but tight circle around Obi-Wan (but more importantly, the crystal that he held), but four of them leveled of into a horizontal stance, which slowed down them nearly half as much. A second or two later, they pivoted around into a vertical stance once again. Four seconds, 300 kilometers per hour, Obi-Wan couldn't go anywhere but down, and as he couldn't do much about speeding up his descent, nobody was worried about covering the space below him. Obi-Wan couldn't hold the crystal for more than three seconds, or he already forfeited the game. Obi-Wan moved his hand around to his back, watching all players that he could out of the corner of his eyes. He clutched the crystal tightly and then abruptly threw it in an arc from underneath his leg - all players, up and in front of him, darted forward - and backward. The ones behind him were the closest, and were the only ones who could ever hope for catching it this time. Obi-Wan zoomed back with the rest of them - a Falleen, a human, and a Dug - as the crystal darted in a high parabola. Five seconds, 360 kilometers per hour Obi-Wan pivoted around so that he was horizontal as he bolted forward, cutting his acceleration in nearly half. The crystal was still ascending upward. Obi-Wan jerked his head around to see the other players darting toward him, some above him, some below, and most on his level, vertically. A fraction of a second after the crystal started its descent, Obi-Wan rotated around into a vertical shaft again, his acceleration returning to normal. Six seconds, 450 kilometers per hour The Dug got to the crystal first before Obi-Wan. Soon, all players were reformed around the Dug, who was clutching the crystal with one of his legs. Dugs' legs were incredibly flexible and rendered a powerful grip. Too bad, thought Obi-Wan with a sneer. All too bad. Eight seconds, 575 kilometers per hour The Dug let go off the crystal abruptly. Obi-Wan was the first to dive in forward, the throbbing of the jetpack in his shirt raising his outside body temperatures to five degrees short of boiling point. He keeled over to face down as he caught the crystal. Ten seconds, 720 kilometers per hour, 33 kilometers above ground Blood once again rushed into Obi-Wan's face, making him want to throw up. It was a good thing that he didn't eat any breakfast. His forward velocity being some one hundred meters per second, and his downward velocity being almost 200 meters per second, he would have been flying through a field of nasty, half-digested banthas all the way down. Sixteen players had formed a circle around him, doing all but holding hands to stop him from going anywhere. Obi-Wan watched them with a sneer, hearing to the Dug's angry but muffled shouts in Huttese. No doubt, even though Obi-Wan couldn't hear the words, the Dug was cursing. Obi-Wan's hand trailed over to his belt - he cut power to his jetpack abruptly. His forward velocity went to nil while the rest continued on at 100 meters per second. Obi-Wan blasted back right through the wall of people that had formed around him, causing the two of them to twist around and up as their bodies leveled off into an awkward angle. Only long experience and practice stopped Obi-Wan from becoming the same thing. Just as his third second was up, Obi-Wan threw the crystal up with one hand and caught it in his other - before any player could get to him. And he immediately gave a thrust to his boosters. Of course, three seconds later, Obi-Wan was forced to wait, by the rules of the contest, to stop and let the players reform around him. Three more seconds later, the crystal found itself a human female's delicate, currently gloved, fingers. Twenty seconds, 1440 kilometers per hour, 30 meters above ground In the ship where the Sith were watching, Siri Tachi's face had gone strangely flushed. Though she would never admit it, she saw the skill in Kenobi. He wasn't doing the impossible; Siri, herself, was quite accomplished at skydiving. But he definitely was doing the next to the impossible. Dropping from thirty thousand meters and playing this stupid game with the best players in the galaxy was no easy feat, especially at one day's notice. Garen Muln came to stand beside her. One hand slipped around her waist. A thin smile had formed on Sidious's face. Siri threw Garen an angry glare, letting the anger and the hatred course through her. She imagined herself taking her fledging hands and strangling Sidious with it. And watching him die, begging her for mercy. Her thirst for blood quenched, at least momentarily, Siri stared at Obi-Wan. The ships were being maneuvered down at the same speed as the players, though artificial, anti-gravity thrusters within the ship stopped the people within from feeling the effects of free fall. Thirty seconds, 2160 kilometers per hour, 29 kilometers above ground Outside, Obi-Wan's stomach was in his throat even though he wasn't flying down on his head. His innards all seemed to suddenly become weightless - or rather he felt as if he didn't have any innards whatsoever, as if he were a corpse, a bare skeleton, not a man of flesh and blood. The crystal was currently secured in the Falleen's hands. She was scrutinizing the rest through narrowed eyes. Currently all players had their jetpacks turned off. As it had in the past thirty seconds, the crystal continued to change hands at the speed of lightning. At forty seconds, the players reached the level that was close enough to the stadium for those within the stands to be able to see them. A heavy din rose to meet their ears, somehow managing to drown out the jet-like drone of the air, as they furiously fought for the crystal. The spectators pounded onto their feet to cheer on their respective representative. Gambling tables, still open, were up and running everywhere as people changed and re-changed bets. It was possible - though the cost was insanely high - to change bets as long as the players were ten meters above the ground. The last ten seconds were especially critical, because at fifty seconds, the players would reach to within three thousand meters of the ground, and would have to start using their parachutes. "Rika, Kenobi, Jorkin, Rika, Jorkin, Kenobi, Jorkin, Terpel, Rika ... " The announcer, a droid, was screaming names off every quarter of a second as the crystal changed hands out in the air. All rules (except the Three Second rule) of the game were suspended in the last ten seconds - players were encouraged to wrestle, kill (with their hands), pound, or beat each other to death to get the crystal. Kenobi, surprising everybody, made no attempt to kill anybody. "Kenobi, Jorkin, Sebroda, Rika, Verne, Pert, Tru, Jorkin, Terpel, Rika, Kenobi, Kenobi, Kenobi, Kenobi, and Ke-no, Rika, Sebroda, Verne, Tru, Jorkin, Kenobi, Terpel, Rika, Jorkins, Rika, Rika, Rika, Terpel, Sebroda - and ... it's Sebroda ... ?" Fifty seconds, three thousand six hundred kilometers per hour, five thousand meters above the ground The crystal was in the Dug's hands. A shrill whistle from the referee - Sebroda's three seconds were up - and internal circuits of the crystal jerked it into motion. It shot out of Sebroda's hands and its miniature jetpack shut itself off again. Fifty-three seconds, three thousand eight hundred kilometers per hour, three thousand meters above ground Obi-Wan could hear Sebroda's curses as he continued to drop with the crystal. The rest of the players started pulling at their ripcords and consequently shooting up as their parachutes came to life with a cloth rubbing against a bubble like a sound. Obi-Wan, however, continued dropping. " ... he's dropping ... he's dropping ... still dropping ... he GOT THE CRYSTAL! - but will he live? - be able to survive - ... he's still dropping .... Dropping ... dropping ... ?" Fifty-four seconds, four thousand kilometers per hour, hundred meters above ground The lake rushed toward Obi-Wan like a gigantic mouth opening to hell. Obi-Wan tugged at the device clamped to his neck and pulled it off in one gigantic jerk. Dark Side rushed into him instantly and Obi-Wan braked himself abruptly. The heel of his erect left foot and the toes of his bent right foot skimmed the lake, throwing water into a billowing wall of sizzling fountains on either side of him. He broke his glide into an easy trot as he came upon the land. He probably went two meters or four before he finally stopped, gasping for breath. "IT'S KENOBI!" Sidious's face drew into a wide, knowing grin as he looked at the distant speck of his apprentice. Obi-Wan was kneeling down, panting. Sidious could sense Obi-Wan's exhilaration and pure bliss as fluids kicked into his system, as his body tried to return to its equilibrium now that the danger was over. Beside him, Eerin, stretched out a hand, an ugly sneer creasing her face. Growling like a wounded animal, Siri took out her lightsaber and handed it to Bant, who instantly dropped it into the floor and shoved her foot onto it with all her force. The lightsaber died in sparks. The Jedi weren't so happy, Anakin least of them all. Not joining the rest of them, Anakin was flying in one of the security ships that were supposed to stop players from stealing the crystal and going. As the ship hovered twenty meters above ground, the sense of uneasiness that had gripped him all throughout the time the players had skydived now skyrocketed to a warning. Anakin stared as Obi-Wan suddenly straightened and looked up at him, a roguish grin on his face. Kenobi raised the crystal in his hand so that Anakin could see it. The crystal glinted dully to the running lights of the security ships. For one entire second, the Jedi and the Sith stared at each other, unaware of the rest of the forlorn players making their way onto the ground on their parachutes, unaware of the screams from the spectators, unaware of the rest of the world. Then Kenobi broke into a run. --------------------
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Undomiel_Kenobi Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/4/03 4:51pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 04-04!! - Date Edited: 4/4/03 4:53pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Undomiel_Kenobi
	That is silly of him! He's putting his life in danger for a stupid crystal for his stupid lightsaber???!!!??? He could've killed himself!!! sob Well, atleast he's safe! I must've checked a hundred times for this post and it's finally here! But... Yousa bad(!), Aunecah! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Just for his stupid lightsaber?!?!? Suddenly, Anakin seems more 'mature' than Obi-Wan unlike in the movies. Well, Obi-Wan is completely unlike himself in the movies of course! Aaaah! I'm going crazy! This is...--AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! I LOVE THIS STORY, AUNECAH!!! There's magic in your hands! -----signature----- Annoying little siblings are not so annoying if you learn how to bribe them into giving you candy... We all love torturing Obi-Wan...At least I do... I am obsessed with '...'s'...
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forever_jedi Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 4/4/03 5:40pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 04-04!!
	That was some game! And yes, Obi-wan brings new meaning to "reckless". I loved the descriptions; kind of reminded me of Quidditch, only harder, because of the three second rule. Wow. This is a strange galaxy indeed! The Jedi and the Sith seem to coexist together. I suppose there is a Sith academy/temple? Complete with many Sith "lords" and their apprentices? It's very weird to know that Siri, Bant and the others are all Sith too. So, what's so special about this ancient crystal? Why did Obi-Wan want it? Since Anakin and he seemed to have switched places in this galaxy, is Obi by any chance the Chosen One? Is that why Yoda wants him? -----signature----- “Kenobi was luminous, a transparent being, a window onto a sunlit meadow of the Force.” RotS, Matt Stover. "The Force will be with you, always."
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Arwen-Jade_Kenobi Registered: Feb '02	Date Posted: 4/4/03 7:42pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 04-04!!
	action packed post there! Loved the description, Obi is beginning to scare me though. But that's always good lol MORE! -----signature----- Retired Council Master of the Lightside It's all about the blues, baby "Love can ignite the stars." - ROTS novel I'm a Trekkie: Deal with it, or suffer the wrath of Khan This user is certifiably insane
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PaddyJuan Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 4/4/03 7:52pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 04-04!!
	wow, great action! -----signature----- Smile, it makes everyone wonder what you are up to? ~~~ __((O.O))__ ~~~ Panther's Cub - http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=10596413 ~~ Panther's Cub is complete now ~~ others in bio
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ObiKajanee Registered: Feb '03	Date Posted: 4/4/03 8:17pm Subject: RE: An Order and One (Obi-Wan AU) Updated 04-04!! - Date Edited: 4/4/03 9:08pm (1 edits total) Edited By: ObiKajanee
	You know, I don't usually like the evil guys, but this Obi-Wan is enticing me to the dark side. Good job! -----signature----- ObiKajanee "Wars not make one great." Yoda ESB "Where are you going, Master?" "To get a drink."
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