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Nimloth Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 10/20/07 2:54am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	It´s nice to have you back and updating! I loved Qui-Gon mixed reaction to Obi´s act: Qui-Gon turned to see his padawan walk on to the bridge. In an instant Qui-Gon realized Obi-Wan’s intent. He had to marvel at the beauty and the horror of it. It was an unselfish act, noble and brave. A true Jedi, if the Council could only see, they would probably approve. It was also impulsive and reckless. Qui-Gon was furious. And more so when he fully connects with him: Qui-Gon’s anger was gone in an instant. In its place flowed a strong sure connection to his padawan through the Force. Obi-Wan’s tumult of emotions washed over him, determination, excitement, his desire to please, fear and uncertainty. The boy needed to focus. As master it was his duty to give his apprentice guidance, but he held it in check. Instead he drew upon the profound affection he held for Obi-Wan. He let Obi-Wan feel his pride and affection and tried to hold back his desperation. Wonderful chapter!
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 10/20/07 7:14am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	Great job with Obi-Wan so willing to sacrifice himself yet again for others. Shows his strength of character and how much of a Jedi he truly is. Of course, he should have obeyed his master. Loved this. Qui-Gon’s anger was gone in an instant. In its place flowed a strong sure connection to his padawan through the Force. Obi-Wan’s tumult of emotions washed over him, determination, excitement, his desire to please, fear and uncertainty. The boy needed to focus. As master it was his duty to give his apprentice guidance, but he held it in check. Instead he drew upon the profound affection he held for Obi-Wan. He let Obi-Wan feel his pride and affection and tried to hold back his desperation. Qui-Gon felt the irony of it. The bond they had worked so hard to restore came easily just as the boy was slipping away through his fingers. Hope they will be able to get back together and hold onto what they've finally found again. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 11/20/08 jedidas3's Master At last - Hope for our country
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Valairy_Scot Title: PT Rewrite Winner Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 10/20/07 1:14pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	How could you leave us like this - cliffie!?! You had best update soon, but I suspect it will take several chapters. Loved that Qui-Gon sent his pride and affection to Obi-Wan - they will both need to hold onto that as the story develops. -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/fan_fiction_resource/b10304/25405090/p3/?52 Prolific Author thread: list & links there. Muse fueled by coffee. Often AWOL despite frequent sipping. Writes on inspiration, not a schedule. Proud master of several padawans
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Cole_Kenobi Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 10/20/07 8:03pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	Oh! He did exactly what I feared he would do! He played the Hero! Obi-wan with thou courageous heart! I hope he hasn't gotten in over his head. Wonderful descriptions of Qui-gon's actions, and how he is intune with the Living Force, very nice touch with the river stone. It was kind of odd that the jewel theif was forced into being captive, to be sure that wasn't Obi-wan's doing was it? Awesome chapter, thanks so much for the update and the PM!
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Gkilkenny Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 10/21/07 4:46am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	Wonderful update. Obi-Wan is so willing to put himself in danger just to prove his worth. Qui-Gon is finally seeing what kind of loyal boy his apprentice is. Well done -----signature----- Padawan to p_stotts Peace over anger - honour over hate - Strength over fear. Links to Stories in my Bio. Obi-Wan forever.
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azizah Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 10/26/07 2:59pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	earlybird-obi-wan – Thanks for reading. Warning - more cliffies ahead. ratna –dying of suspence huh? I think I know that feeling, me and all the other readers of a certain Naboo story. Just kidding (as long as you finish it someday). Nimloth – its great to be back. dianethx – yet again is right, to me Obi-Wan’s self sacrifice is a big part of his story Valairy_Scot – Another update, another cliffie. Sorry what can I say. Cole_Kenobi – Thank you. Gkilkenny – Exactly. Thanks for reading.
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azizah Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 10/26/07 3:03pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/19
	&&& His whole existence was pain, blackness and pain. Then gradually the darkness receded. Recollection came back all at once and Obi-Wan sat up with a jolt of panic. A fresh wave of pain knocked him flat. Obi-Wan thrashed about on the floor in agony for several minutes, giving in to pain and hopelessness. Finally, unwillingly, he let his training take control. He could almost hear the voices of his teachers walking him through a breathing exercise. He fought against them. They were asking too much. Then came the calm steady voice of his master, “Breathe, Obi-Wan.” This he must obey. He concentrated on the breath. Slowly taking it in, measuring it, holding it, and then the release, steady and controlled. Do not think beyond the next breath. Qui-Gon’s voice, “Again.” A slightly deeper breath, less control. Measure it, hold it, and release. Step by step he walked himself through the exercise he had learned as a child at the Temple. He knew he was alone. That Qui-Gon was already far away, but he clung to the voice in his head. It filled him with calm and drove away the fear. Obi-Wan gradually became more aware of his surroundings. The pain was still there, but he could control it. His vision was still a blur, but he abandoned the fight to see. Instead he reached out with the Force and examined the room and its contents. There would have been nothing to see anyway. He was alone in a tiny, dark containment cell, he could reach out and touch the walls on all sides without moving. After several minutes, Obi-Wan was able to raise himself to a sitting position. The pain in his head, probably an after affect of the stun blade, had receded slightly. He forced himself to stand and immediately regretted it, but remained unsteadily on his feet. He lacked the focus to meditate and he lacked the patience to remain seated. Something to work on, he knew. Maybe later. The few steps to the door were an effort. Sweat beaded on his forehead and he had to lean against the door to steady himself. He pressed his forehead against the cool metal of the door and tried to decide what to do next. The obvious answer was nothing. In all likelihood, the kidnappers would not discover they had been tricked. Qui-Gon would soon be on Senali and could negotiate for his release as the governor’s son. Obi-Wan knew he could easily escape from this room. He felt the reassuring pressure of his lightsaber against his back. He could use his lightsaber to slice through the durasteel door, but then what. He did not know who he was up against or if there were even a way off of the ship. He could probably hide on the ship, but what would that gain him. Qui-Gon’s instructions came back to him. He was to be patient and wait. He had not known at the time that this would be the most difficult part. Obi-Wan was unsure just how long he had been leaning against the door when he heard the voices, angry voices. At first they were muffled as though far away, but gradually becoming clearer as they approached and the argument gained in intensity. “I should have known better than the hire a bunch of bounty hunters to pull this off. How could you have made such a mistake?” It was a woman’s voice, hard and cold. “If you had provided pictures or trait samples as I had requested, we would have delivered as promised.” The voice of one of the raiders no longer altered by the voice simulator, calculating and careless. “There were none available, a fact of which you were well aware when you took the job. No one knows what the children look like, very few are even aware of their existence. They have been in hiding since they were born. Their father knew the price of his treachery.” The woman’s voice made Obi-Wan’s spine tingle with apprehension. She was full of anger and hate. Anger without passion or emotion. Dead anger. “And the boy?” This third voice was filled with apprehension and doubt. It seemed possible one of the three had a conscience, but Obi-Wan was not willing to bet on it. “He wears the Hanla family jewel. He even admitted he was the governor’s son. I had to hit him twice with the stun blade.” A hard laugh. “He’s out cold and will wish he still were when he wakes up.” Obi-Wan realized with a start that they were about to open the door. He would lose any slight advantage he had if they caught him awake and listening. He let himself fall silently to the floor. Not hard to accomplish once he unlocked his knees, his legs buckled and he landed in a heap. He just had time to close his eyes and still his breathing when he heard the sound an electronic code being entered on a keypad. He tried to clear his mind and concentrate on the sequence. The door slid open and three shadows fell over Obi-Wan as the figures stood in the bright light of the passageway peering in at him. Obi-Wan remained motionless on the floor, sure they could hear the thud of his heart in his chest. He made his breathing as regular as possible. “My God, he is just a child!” The man’s voice, full of uncertainty and something else. A rough tug at his neck almost made Obi-Wan open his eyes. He had forgotten about the pendant. The woman grasped it in her hands. She bent close and reached behind his neck to undo the clasp. Obi-Wan struggled not to recoil from her touch. She finally stood, holding the brilliant blue stone up to the light. Her voice almost gleeful, “The Hanla family will at last pay for their crimes." Minutes later, the door slid shut and Obi-Wan was alone in the darkness again. A welcome relief. He allowed himself to relax slightly, letting out a long slow breath. The voices in the hallway were lowered now and he could barely catch the words. “What do you want me to do with the girl? If the original plan has changed it will cost you extra.” The raider’s tone was cool and arrogant. Apparently the raiders intended to profit by their mistake. “You will carry out the plans as we discussed. You are being handsomely paid for your careless blunders. Listen closely, for I will tolerate no more mistakes.” Her voice was a venomous hiss. “You will eliminate the boy and the girl. You will disappear and forget you ever met me or my husband. Have I made myself perfectly clear?” “Malepha!” The man’s voice was suddenly commanding, a voice used to being obeyed. Obi-Wan was surprised, he had taken the man for an unwilling follower. “Harming the children was not part of the plan. The boy was not party to the treachery of Senali and the girl is just a child. We will use them only as tools to negotiate, to force Hanla to take accountability.” She laughed a cold hard laugh. “You fool! I knew that you would never be able to do what must be done. Don’t worry, I have taken care of it myself, so your precious conscience can be clean.” His voice was soft now and tired, as though it had taken the last of his strength to oppose her. “My wife, don’t you remember how we swore no more innocent lives would be lost.” Rage drove the mockery from her voice. “How dare you lecture me on compassion. How dare you talk to me about innocence. The Hanla’s destroyed everything in my life that was good and innocent. And for that the son of Hanla must pay.” “Malepha, show some mercy.” He was pleading now, his sudden strength gone. “Dearest husband,” her voice was soft, barely a whisper. “If there were mercy left in my soul, I would welcome it. I would let it flow through my veins like a river and live again. But mercy and compassion are dead to me. They were killed by the hand of Hanla when he killed my children. The only living feeling I have left is my desire for revenge and I will not, I cannot let it go or I will cease to exist.” &&& Obi-Wan could hear nothing but the distant dull mechanical sounds of the ship’s engines, but he still waited a moment to be sure. The voices of his captors had drifted off to nothing long ago. He reached out with the Force, through the door, into the hallway and beyond. His feelings assured him it was empty. It was now or never, he told himself. The situation was not turning out as he had planned. No, Obi-Wan corrected himself, there had been little planning involved. His decision to take Ronli’s place had been impulsive. He had been eager to help Larna and her family, but he had also been ready to prove himself. He did not know if he had been guided by the Force or by his own emotions. So what was the plan this time? Knock down the door, find the girl, get off the ship. Not much of a plan either, but it was the best he could do. He tried to use the Force to activate the sequence code he had memorized, but he was too unsettled by the conversation he had just overheard to focus correctly. He would have to cut his way out. His head still ached and his limbs were weak and slow to respond, but he felt new strength flow through him as he ignited his lightsaber. It was reassuring to see its blue glow in the darkness. In minutes he had cut his way free from the cell and was moving soundlessly through the hallways. The ship appeared deserted. He reached out with the Force searching for any sign of life, waiting for the returning pulse, vibrant and quick, telling him that another living being was near. He felt nothing a first. He was completely surrounded by metal and machines. Then he thought he felt something, a quick flash that was gone before he was even sure he had felt it. Obi-Wan stopped and focused his concentration. There it was again. Stronger this time. He waited, listening. Then set off confidently in the direction of the girl. He made no wrong turns even though this part of the ship was a maze of passageways. Obi-Wan soon found himself standing in front of the door to a containment cell similar to the one he had just left. He had encountered no one, which was not surprising. There was no reason to guard unarmed prisoners trapped in their cells. An escape attempt would be foolish. Obi-Wan punched in the sequence code he had memorized, hoping the activation code was the same for all of the cells or at least that the wrong code would not trigger some kind of alarm. It worked! The door slid open and the light from the hallway flooded the tiny chamber. The girl was sitting on the floor, her back against the far wall of the cell, her head in her hands. Obi-Wan felt a sudden wave of sympathy for the girl. Up to this point he hadn’t thought about her much except as part of his objective. She didn’t look so good. “Can you walk?” He asked her gently. At the sound of his voice, she looked up startled. Her eyes blazed with a strange fire. She tried to stand, but her legs would not support her. Obi-Wan quickly caught her by the arm to keep her from falling. As they touched, Obi-Wan felt the wave of her emotions crest over him. He was surprised by their intensity. He could not read her entirely, but the feelings were not what he expected. Had he expected relief? Maybe his appearance did not warrant that kind of confidence, but still he had not expected anger. Her anger seemed to be directed at nothing in particular, but it was unsettling. If she were his padawan, he would have lectured her. At the thought of anyone being his padawan, a snort of laugher escaped him. Now she was looking at him with an expression on her face that he clearly understood, she thought he had lost his mind. Maybe the stun gun had affected them both in some strange way. He was wasting time. “They intend to kill us both, we need to leave now. I can carry you if you can’t walk, “Obi-Wan offered. “I can walk, “the girl replied scornfully. To show him, she took a few tottering steps out of the cell into the passageway. She was not very steady, but he thought she might be able to make it. Obi-Wan was relieved. He hadn’t been altogether sure that he could manage her weight, even as small as she was, with the weakness in his legs. Obi-Wan motioned for her to follow him, and they set off down the corridor. Obi-Wan did not need the Force to guide him this time. He had passed a directional diagram which clearly indicated the location of the ship’s only docking bay. They were not far from a turbo lift that would access the transport area. Obi-Wan led the way, stopping at each turn in the corridor to make sure the way was clear. They met no resistance. In a few minutes they were at a viewport next to the turbolift door. From where they stood they had a clear view of the docking bay. There were only two ships. A small shuttle used for transport from the main ship to and from a planet’s surface. It would not have hyperdrive capability and would not get them far. The other was a sleek high speed cruiser, probably the ship that had brought Malepha and her husband to their meeting with the bounty hunters. They would not stay for long. There was no time to lose. Obi-Wan turned to instruct the girl to stay close as they ran for the ship, but she was gone. He whirled around light saber drawn looking frantically about the viewport. He just caught sight of her running down the hallway in the opposite direction from which they had come. What the hells did she think she was doing? Irritated, he set off after her. She covered ground quickly, forgetting caution and running headlong through the ship. Could she make any more noise? Obi-Wan thought with frustration as he trailed her, trying to keep an eye out for the bounty hunters. She had a head start, but even moving cautiously Obi-Wan soon caught up with her. She was running past an open doorway when something she saw caused her to skid to a halt. Her sudden stop caused her to lose her balance and she just managed to keep herself from falling into the room by throwing herself back against the door jam. She grimaced as she slammed into the wall just past the doorway. The only reason she had not been heard was the sound of arguing coming from the room. Great, maybe if she hears them arguing over how to kill us she will be a little more cooperative, Obi-Wan thought. He carefully approached the doorway and peered into the room. The room was full of tables and chairs. It appeared to be a dining hall, but no one was eating. Obi-Wan could see a group of the raiders in the far corner, he automatically counted eight of them. One missing, he stored that away in the back of his mind. He now saw the source of the argument. Spread on a cloth on one of the tables was an assortment of bright colored jewels. The girl crouched low and started to crawl through the doorway into the room. Obi-Wan grabbed her by the arm and spun her around back toward him. He was angry now and did not try to conceal it. He spoke in a furious whisper, “Are you trying to get us both killed?” “They have something that belongs to me and I am not leaving this ship without it!” The jewels! He should have known, probably something she had stolen from the ship’s passengers. Obi-Wan had trouble controlling his anger. “You will probably be leaving this ship in a body transport if you try to go in there. I’m leaving, you can come with me or stay here and die for a handful of rocks. The choice is up to you.” Obi-Wan stared at her for a long moment. She returned his gaze, and he thought he read regret for an instant before her face became a mask of angry determination. She was not backing down. Neither was he. He turned and headed toward the docking bay. He was halfway to the ships before he knew for sure that she was not coming. Maybe they should teach gambling at the Temple he thought. She had called his bluff. He sighed and turned and headed back. When he reached the room again, Obi-Wan could not believe what he saw. And they called him reckless! The girl was crawling steadily toward the bounty hunters, using the dining tables as cover as she crept across the floor. Even if she got close to the jewels without being spotted, did she plan to just grab them and run? The argument over the jewels had apparently just reached the fighting point. The bounty hunters began pushing and shoving each other, their voices grew more enraged, soon weapons would be drawn. He had to get her out of there. Obi-Wan felt a warning in the Force and quickly looked to the girl’s position on the floor. She had skirted the outside of the room and come in behind the raiders. She hesitated at crossing a wide open area that would get her an arm’s length of the jewels. Apparently she had some sense of self preservation. Obi-Wan’s hand drifted to his lightsaber, now within easy reach on his belt, trying to determine the source of the threat. He suddenly felt the cool touch of metal at his neck, the unmistakable barrel of a blaster, and the voice of the missing raider. “Going somewhere, boy?” Obi-Wan said nothing, his hand still on the hilt of his lightsaber. The raider pushed him into the room, keeping the point of the blaster pressed against his skin. “Look what I found in the hallway, boys. A little spy.” The bounty hunters turned from their scuffle over the jewels. Obi-Wan and the girl saw their opportunity in the same instant. She made a dive for the jewels just as the attention of the group was focused on Obi-Wan. She hastily stuffed them into her tunic and dove under the nearest table. Obi-Wan felt the blaster against his neck slacken, the bounty hunter momentarily distracted by the sight of the girl. It was now or never. In a single motion he ignited his lightsaber and made a downward sweep across the man’s leg, slicing deep into his thigh. The raider howled out in pain. The blaster fell to the floor as the raider doubled over clasping his leg where the light saber had left a searing gash. Obi-Wan finished him off with a roundhouse kick to the head. The other raiders who had been struck dumb suddenly came to life. Blaster fire rained down on Obi-Wan and the girl. Obi-Wan advanced into the room, throwing tables up on end as he went. It took all of his focus to deflect the blaster fire. The bounty hunters were all heavily armed and most were firing two blasters at once. He pressed into the room and his advance took the men off guard. They had expected him to hold his position and make a run for it if given an opening. He finally reached the table were the girl had taken cover. “Run for the ship, don’t look back, just run as fast as you can.” He did not have to tell her twice. She scrambled out from under the table and ran crouching low for the door. He was relieved she was finally cooperating. Obi-Wan followed the fleeing girl as closely as he could, deflecting blaster fire as he ran. Obi-Wan knew it was only a matter of time before one of the shots found their mark. If they could just make it to the ship. The transport area was only meters away. The girl stopped short in the doorway to the transport area. Now what? thought Obi-Wan irritably. His distraction cost him as a blaster bolt grazed his shoulder. He came up along side of her and realized why she had hesitated, the cruiser was gone. Obi-Wan pushed her toward the transport shuttle. They were out of options. The girl hesitated once more at the door of the shuttle, looking back in the direction of the bounty hunters. Obi-Wan angrily pushed her on board. He turned a fraction of a second too late and the shock of the blaster fire sent him staggering. Pain, white and hot tore through him. He cried out in pain and surprise as he staggered and fell into the ship.
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Valairy_Scot Title: PT Rewrite Winner Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 10/26/07 5:05pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	Oh no, he's hurt! But they are getting away?? Great update, loved it. -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/fan_fiction_resource/b10304/25405090/p3/?52 Prolific Author thread: list & links there. Muse fueled by coffee. Often AWOL despite frequent sipping. Writes on inspiration, not a schedule. Proud master of several padawans
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ratna Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 10/26/07 8:29pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	o ye of the evil cliffies! so many parts of this that i just love: the way that obi-wan keeps his wits about him. the strange actions of the girl. i just know there is a story in that. this description: The woman's voice made Obi-Wan's spine tingle with apprehension. She was full of anger and hate. Anger without passion or emotion. Dead anger. wow! you just nailed it. made my spine tingle, too. "Dearest husband," her voice was soft, barely a whisper. "If there were mercy left in my soul, I would welcome it. I would let it flow through my veins like a river and live again. But mercy and compassion are dead to me. They were killed by the hand of Hanla when he killed my children. The only living feeling I have left is my desire for revenge and I will not, I cannot let it go or I will cease to exist." wow again. powerful powerful speech. you have an excellent grasp of this very typical response to overpowering grief. I am fascinated by the juxtaposition of this woman and the 'other' mother, who conversed so pleasantly with Qui-Gon. I can't wait to see how you develop it, i wonder if you will surprise us and reverse our original concepts of who are the 'good' guys and who are the 'bad' guys. He reached out with the Force searching for any sign of life, waiting for the returning pulse, vibrant and quick, telling him that another living being was near. He felt nothing a first. He was completely surrounded by metal and machines. Lovely description of feeling through the Force. -----signature----- Ou n'a tu pas tellement aime quelqu'un que tu avais peur de l'aimer au peur des souvenirs?
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Cole_Kenobi Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 10/26/07 8:44pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	Ah, You've knocked the breath out of me! What a cliffhanger! Gezz, poor Obi-wan, I hope he'll be alright. Very nicely done on the action. I enjoyed how you opened the chapter, with Obi-wan's thoughts on Qui-gon helping him breathe, very nice. For one split second I felt pity for the woman who is causing all this trouble, having to go through the pain of losing her kids. But that does not out way what she is planning on doing. Loved how her husband is compassionate and wants to show mercy. Sort of reminds me of the play Macbeth. Awesome chapter! Enjoyed it very much! Can't wait for more! Thanks for the PM!
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 10/26/07 9:48pm Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	poor Obi-Wan hurt but getting away -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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ratna Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 10/27/07 2:17am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	Cole_Kenobi posted: Loved how her husband is compassionate and wants to show mercy. Sort of reminds me of the play Macbeth. Wow, good point there! -----signature----- Ou n'a tu pas tellement aime quelqu'un que tu avais peur de l'aimer au peur des souvenirs?
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Gkilkenny Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 10/27/07 4:50am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	interesting. Someone always makes being rescued difficult for Obi-Wan. If she hadn't gone the other way they would be in the sleek cruiser by now. -----signature----- Padawan to p_stotts Peace over anger - honour over hate - Strength over fear. Links to Stories in my Bio. Obi-Wan forever.
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Nimloth Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 10/28/07 5:51am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	The story continues being great, a pleasure to read and really thrilling! Go on!
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 10/28/07 10:51am Subject: RE: One Path (Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Oc's) Updated 10/26
	Obi-Wan really needs to abandon that girl. How dare she endanger both their lives for some jewelry. But he won't. He's too good a person. I felt sorry for the husband. He'd agreed to one thing and then his wife did something else. Hope Obi and the girl got away. Good job. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 11/20/08 jedidas3's Master At last - Hope for our country
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