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KELIA Title: Fan Fiction Moderator Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 8/10/07 1:10pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007
	I think Mayb is in for a rude awakening if she thinks she can change anything about Qui-Gon. I love how he is managing to keep from being alone with her. Great update -----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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ardavenport Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/14/07 6:41pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007
	Fifilla: Thank-you for reading! Mayb will eventually learn about the Jedi. Ara-gon: Mayb just doesn't know anything about Jedi, but she will. Thanks for the reply! ratna: Qui-Gon is a tough case and Mayb doesn't know what she's gotten into, but she'll find out. Thanks for reading! VaderLVR64: Thanks! Glad you're enjoying it. KELIA: Thank-you! And Qui-Gon will only keep from being alone with her for so long. -----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: 8/14/07 6:44pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-2 -- 8-Aug-2007 - Date Edited: 8/15/07 3:31pm (2 edits total) Edited By: ardavenport
	=== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo === - - part 3 Thwack!! The hair brush missed Qui-Gon's hastily retracted hand and hit hard on the top of Mayb's dressing stand. He actually looked surprised. "We shall wait," he wisely agreed. He withdrew back to where Obi-Wan stood. Satisfied, Mayb continued brushing her hair. If those two could spend all that time just sitting on the floor doing nothing then they could afford to wait for her to get ready. Mayb had already washed and primped in the ship's tiny fresher. Now she needed to style her hair, then accent her face, neck, shoulders and hands before putting the rest of her clothes on. She decided on minimal tousled hair and facial accents and color smoothing that matched the outfit she had laid out. Aside from the total lack of a personal grooming droid, Mayb was also missing several other things that Qui-Gon had somehow convinced her to leave behind, but she would work around that. By the airlock, Qui-Gon whispered something inaudible to Obi-Wan, who had a sour look on his face as he watched her. Mayb looked the other way as she carefully rubbed lotion into her cheeks and chin. She applied styling spray and facial accents slowly and carefully. Qui-Gon would just have to learn patience. If he had to do something, he could work on his navigational skills, which had to be pretty poor since it had taken them all night to get to this moon. But he had at least timed the arrival for local morning. Finally satisfied with hair, face and hands, she pulled on her long blue dress, muted white long vest and matching short boots. Mayb sadly looked down at her only accessory case and settled for a blue, star-glitter scarf to tie over her hips. She was resourceful and could make do, but she again wondered what she could have been thinking to let Qui-Gon convince her to leave so many things behind. Especially considering what he wore! He and Obi-Wan had only one outfit each! Mayb had been appalled when they just ran everything through the ship's clothes fresher when they undressed before retiring. Mayb could not recall ever traveling with anyone so cheap. Mayb stood, then tidied and arranged her clothes. Sauntering over to them, she ignored the exasperated look on Qui-Gon's face and hugged him. Obi-Wan silently watched them and activated the ramp exit. Wearing their dingy brown robes over their common, coarse clothes, they followed her down. ===== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ===== The open marketplace was full of shoppers. Most of them were the short stocky, horned humanoids native to Ayma's moon with a few multi-hued related species along with some tourists from the Granitis spaceport. Even at midday everything was shadowed by the gray vertical canyon cliffs high overhead and most of the rear stalls carved into the rock walls were artificially lit. Obi-Wan followed close behind Mayb through the crowds. Though still displeased with Qui-Gon's rash actions, Obi-Wan would not let that interfere with his duty to protect the girl while his Master made inquiries about Yinis and Binoka's business in the city, Granitis. Mayb flitted from shop-stall to shop-stall, always turning to him and asking the same question. "Do you think Qui-Gon would like this?" She was determined the find a gift for Qui-Gon and was quite deaf to Obi-Wan's insistence that he did not want anything. That just hardened her resolve to find something. Mayb smiled brightly and posed next to her latest choice. Obi-Wan looked up at the tall, gleaming light stand. It was too tall to stand up in the ship and lying down, it would just be something for them to trip over. Mayb shook her head and rolled her eyes when he told her so. Obi-Wan suggested lunch. She reluctantly agreed and they left the furniture shop. They pushed their way through the crowds in the food plaza and Obi-Wan grabbed Mayb's hand to keep them from getting separated. Mayb's slender hand grasped his with a strong, firm grip and her perfectly manicured nails only lightly dug into his skin. She grinned back at him, tossed her hair and tugged him through the jostling pedestrians, most of whom were shorter than both of them. "So, which one?" Obi-Wan blankly stared down at her large aqua eyes. They were pressed together at the edge of the walkway, the shorter local inhabitants going around them. Her body was warm. So was his. The skin of her bare forearm, under his hand, was as soft and smooth as a selk pillow. Mayb smirked and leaned so close that he could feel her breasts pressed to him, even through his clothes. "Where should we have lunch?" she asked, smiling and carefully enunciating each word over the low mumble of the other people around them. "Oh." Obi-Wan pulled his head back. "Um. . . ." He looked up at the large central sign with blinking arrows pointing to the various cafes and bistros. He walked in the direction of one of them, adjusting and pulling his robe closed. Mayb came with him, but she did not cling to his arm as she did to Qui-Gon's. Obi-Wan felt queasy about noticing this. They found a table in a covered area. Obi-Wan pretended to study the menu on the table terminal carefully while his thoughts furiously tried to catch up with what had just happened. He felt nothing toward Mayb Oeschus Arimba. He was sure of that. But his body and hormones seemed to have taken a detour around that logical conclusion. The feel of the curves of her body pressed into his still lingered in his thoughts. And anticipation of what the rest of her would feel like against his own bare skin came to him like a craving for food. Compounding this was his increasing embarrassment over his loss of control. Something like this had not happened to him since he was seventeen. They made their selections from the menu and Obi-Wan forced himself to not look away from Mayb, but not stare either. Yes, he admitted to himself, she was very beautiful, but he imagined his thoughts as water; clear, unemotional and very, very cold. Slowly, he felt some of his Jedi discipline returning, the beating of his heart became less loud and urgent in his ears. "Now," she said after the service droid arrived with water and juice. "I'm so dim; I should have asked this hours ago. What things does already Qui-Gon have? We can just pick something that will go with one of those." "Um, he doesn't have anything," he replied, now suddenly interested in Mayb's quest. He hoped that she would be less appealing to him if she was talking. "We're Jedi. We don't have anything." "Ugh." Mayb took a sip from her drink. "Not you, too. If you didn't have anything, you'd be walking around here naked. I suppose you could pull that off," she said, her eyes appraising him. Obi-Wan sipped his own drink to cover his blush. "And I'll have to have a look at Qui-Gon sooner or later anyway, but we're not here for that now," Mayb went on, oblivious to his reaction. Obi-Wan swallowed and did not answer. He knew he would have to talk to Qui-Gon about this. Obi-Wan did not look forward to it since his Master was already displeased about his objections over the marriage option. But his duty was to their mission and this surprise physical attraction could certainly interfere with it. "What about that thing you're wearing?" Mayb asked, waving toward his crotch. Obi-Wan yanked his robe closed around him. "Thing?" Obi-Wan asked, his voice unfortunately high pitched. "Yes." She reached across the table and pulled his robe open. "That thing." She pointed at his lightsaber. "My lightsaber?" he asked, looking down to where it hung on his belt. "Yes, that thing. Don't you need something to clean it with? Or maybe add some accents. They're so plain. Blue gemstones on the end would make it a lot more distinctive. And they would match Qui-Gon's eyes." Shocked, Obi-Wan gaped back up at her. "But nothing cheap," Mayb hastily added. "I know how to do things like that." Obi-Wan did not think he could allow Mayb to buy jewels for Qui-Gon's lightsaber even as a bad joke. He declined for his Master. Mayb sighed and moved on with more gift suggestions. Her main criteria for a gift was something in a color that matched Qui-Gon's eye color, hair or skin tone. Mayb also seemed to be determined to 'get Qui-Gon out of those dreary browns.' Though the clothes she had proposed during their morning shopping tour would have been outrageous for a Jedi, Obi-Wan had to admit that she had a fair eye for fashion. Most of her choices had been in muted colors and conservative but flattering styles. But in the end Mayb herself had discarded the idea of buying Qui-Gon clothes because the fit could never be truly correct without a proper scan of his body, which they thankfully did not have. Their food arrived and Mayb started reviewing the things that Obi-Wan had rejected and why. Obi-Wan ate silently and only answered her questions in as few words as possible. Yes, he realized, she was less appealing when she was talking. Qui-Gon did not need or have room for more furniture. Qui-Gon did not enjoy most holo-vids. Mayb shrewdly noted that Obi-Wan seemed to be familiar with some current titles and how would Qui-Gon know if he did not look at them, she asked. Obi-Wan shrugged and pointed out that even Jedi did not isolate themselves from Coruscant's ever present media. Qui-Gon absolutely would not want to curl his hair and the Jedi Temple had droids for that kind fashion if he did anyway. Qui-Gon was indifferent to droids and probably would not want one for personal use. Qui-Gon would not wear a decorative and colorful tie in his hair. Or a fan. Or flowers, real or flimsiplast. Or a miniature flyer or fish of any variety. Qui-Gon did like plants, but anything they got would be quarantined by Temple Maintenance as soon at they got it back to Coruscant. Qui-Gon did not collect anything. Qui-Gon did not care about antiques. And anything that could be legitimately called a 'Jedi' antique that was for sale could be confiscated by the Jedi Order under the Republic Antiquities Preservation Laws. Qui-Gon did not have any complaints about the temperature of his room in the Jedi Temple, nor did he complain about the floor or any other surfaces inside it. Despite the lengthening list of things that Qui-Gon would not want, Mayb seemed undeterred. In fact, she looked increasingly determined throughout their meal. By the time Obi-Wan paid their check Mayb declared that Qui-Gon must 'need' something and it was their duty to find it. Obi-Wan decided that he should just let Mayb find something, buy it and let Qui-Gon deal with it. "Has he ever gotten you anything?" she asked. "A gift? Uh, no." "Oh, he must have gotten you something. He said you've been his apprentice for years." Obi-Wan thought for a moment. "Well, he gave me a rock once." "As a present?" She sounded appalled. "Yes. It was a special rock." "We are NOT giving Qui-Gon a rock." Obi-Wan wondered where the 'we' was in this shopping mission. They visited the cafe's fresher before diving back into it. Obi-Wan and Mayb went to the stalls of fixtures appropriate to each one's anatomy. Obi-Wan did his business quickly. He felt unsettled. He was not looking forward to a whole afternoon of fruitless searching for a gift that his Master would not want. With Mayb. Obi-Wan felt nothing for her, but the pure pleasure of his body rubbing next to hers seemed to override discipline and rationality like a reflex. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and cleared his mind, pushing away the memory and a return of that reflex. In her section of the fresher, Mayb kept talking from behind a screen. "I know you think this is a waste of time," she said. "But everyone likes presents. It makes them happy. You just have to find the right things. And just because Qui-Gon is peculiar about them does not mean that he's some kind of exception. There aren't any. He's just picky. But I know what people like. I'm very good at that, and - - -" FFFFFFFFFFFFFFZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzztttttttttttTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!! Obi-Wan's lightsaber cut neatly through the seeker droid hovering by the ceiling as he flipped over a room divider into the fresher's main open area. The tip of his blade cut through the end of a droid controller as Obi-Wan landed in a crouch. Other patrons of the fresher squealed in horror behind him. A few by the door ran out. A muscular being, pale eyes wide with shock, stared down the bright blue blade less than a finger width from his, her or its black chest plate. His blue-gray eyes locked on the intruder, the young Jedi slowly rose from his crouch. Obi-Wan's pants slowly slid down his thighs to sag down over the tops of his tall boots. Without breading eye contact, one of the intruder's leathery gray cheeks twitched. The intruder leaped back. Obi-Wan scored a hit on a leg, but that only got a howl of pain. Obi-Wan unhappily glared after the retreating figure pushing through people coming into the fresher. He had hoped that the wound would stop him. Obi-Wan did not care for dismembering persons who had not drawn a weapon on him and who were running away. "Oh!" Mayb exclaimed His saber still humming before him, Obi-Wan turned to look back at her. A few other people in the fresher hurried past him to the exit. Mayb tilted her head, apparently appraising the parts of him that his pants should have been covering up. Obi-Wan blushed. He flicked his saber off before pulling his pants up and fastening them properly this time. Then he bent forward to pick up the broken and charred hemispheres of the seeker droid. Mayb approached and scrunched her face up at it. "Was that person a pervert?" she asked. --- 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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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 8/14/07 7:24pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	I thought it was pretty funny that Obi-Wan thought she was attractive until she kept talking. Plus showing her some of his skin woulnd't help the situation. She just doesn't get that Jedi don't want anything. Besides, a rock is always nice. 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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ratna Registered: Mar '07	Date Posted: 8/14/07 7:38pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	This has got to top the 10 most important reasons NOT to become a Jedi Padawan. Master leaves his marriage option in your hands for a day! POOR OBI-WAN! The ahem 'incident' in the fresher was .... over the top? -----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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Valairy_Scot Title: PT Rewrite Winner Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 8/14/07 8:12pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	Now Dianethx - I think it was perfectly plain that one Jedi most definitely wanted something Ahem, a funny chapter...and what a hilarious picture you presented - a Jedi with drooping pants and er, lighted lightsaber (guess what I didn't say ). -----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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azizah Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 8/14/07 8:19pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	Ok, I am catching up. This is very original and as usual your OC is fabulous, Mayb is a perfect piece of work. Well now really, Obi-Wan and Mayb just want make a few modifications to the old man, they just have different ideas about who they want him to be. Just think if they got over their differences and worked to together! Poor Qui-Gon! Although he has only himself to blame. Great job, can't wait for more.
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Fifilla Registered: Mar '06	Date Posted: 8/14/07 11:09pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	Oh dear! That was so funny! The whole first paragraph was just great! Qui-Gon would just have to learn patience. Isn't that one of Qui-Gon's preferred teachings? Qui-Gon absolutely would not want to curl his hair and the Jedi Temple had droids for that kind fashion if thing if he did anyway. I couldn't stop laughing at that one! And then finally the episode in the fresher - poor Obi-Wan! "Was that person a pervert?" she asked. rofl -----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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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 8/15/07 4:36am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	Loved it! Qui-Gon absolutely would not want to curl his hair and the Jedi Temple had droids for that kind fashion if thing if he did anyway. Qui-Gon was indifferent to droids and probably would not want one for personal use. Qui-Gon would not wear a decorative and colorful tie in his hair. Or a fan. Or flowers, real or flimsiplast. Or a miniature flyer or fish of any variety. Qui-Gon did like plants, but anything they got would be quarantined by Temple Maintenance as soon at they got it back to Coruscant. Qui-Gon did not collect anything. Qui-Gon did not care about antiques. And anything that could be legitimately called a 'Jedi' antique that was for sale could be confiscated by the Jedi Order under the Republic Antiquities Preservation Laws. Qui-Gon did not have any complaints about the temperature of his room in the Jedi Temple, nor did he complain about the floor or any other surfaces inside it. This was simply priceless! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Army Mom! HOOAH! Adopt a soldier: http://soldiersangels.org/
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Ara-gon Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 8/16/07 10:07am Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	Mayb is a petulant child. Yes, he realized, she was less appealing when she was talking. That’s it, Obi-Wan, just keep her talking. Let her prattle on and on about useless gifts for Qui-Gon. It's a necessary distraction for you. -----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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KELIA Title: Fan Fiction Moderator Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 8/16/07 12:15pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007 - Date Edited: 8/16/07 12:18pm (1 edits total) Edited By: KELIA
	"Was that person a pervert?" Talk about clueless!! Poor Obi. He should have just let Mayb get Qui-Gon something and been done with the whole shopping experience. If you didn't have anything, you'd be walking around here naked. Yeah, he could definitely pull that off Great update -----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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ardavenport Registered: Dec '04	Date Posted: 8/23/07 7:52pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007 - Date Edited: 8/23/07 9:13pm (1 edits total) Edited By: ardavenport
	dianethx: Thanks! Rocks are always nice. Mayb just doesn't know what she's missing. ratna: Thanks for reading! Poor Obi-Wan.....caught in the fresher with his pants down. Valairy_Scot: Oooooh, the visual of the lightsaber in the fresher? Weeeeeelllllll, I suppose it was bit obvious. But still within TOS. Thanks for the reply! azizah: Thanks so much! I think it's mostly Mayb who wants to modify Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan is just trying to get out of the way. Fifilla: Thank-you! Mayb has no idea how much patience Qui-Gon has. VaderLVR64: Aaaaah, all those things (that Mayb would like) that Qui-Gon wouldn't really want. Thanks for the reply! Ara-gon: Mayb does need to learn about Jedi. And so much less appealing as long as Obi-Wan keeps her talking. Thanks for reading! KELIA: Thank-you! Poor Mayb is a bit clueless indeed. EDIT: Oooooooh, I'm late again. I don't think there will be another update for this until after DragonCon. Where I suppose I will ponder which is more fannish.....writing about Jedi or dressing up as one? -----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: 8/23/07 7:56pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-3 -- 14-Aug-2007
	=== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo === - - part 4 Qui-Gon arrived at the café, but turning around, he did not see Obi-Wan and Mayb amidst the thinning midday meal crowds. He had learned little more than what they already knew when he received Obi-Wan's com. No one knew much about what Yinis and Binoka had been doing on this moon, though he strongly suspected that the court clerk he had spoken to was hiding something. Qui-Gon slowly turned around again. He could easily see over the horned heads of most of the tourists and shoppers. He was reaching for his com when he spotted Obi-Wan and Mayb coming out of a shadowed shop-tent. They crossed the stone walkway. Qui-Gon walked toward them. Mayb leaped forward and threw a long garland of flowers over his head. He bent forward with her weight as she attached herself to his neck. She squealed and kissed his cheek. His hands on her arms, he gently pulled her away and she leaned back to admire him. "See, I told you it would match his eyes," she tossed back to Obi-Wan who was doing a poor job of hiding the glint of his amusement. Qui-Gon looked down at the long lengths of flowers that hung down to his knees. They were large petaled, pale blue flowers strung with clusters of blooms of varying hues of deep blue and indigo with dark green leaves poking out among them. A few of them were bent and displaced from Mayb's hug. Not too sweet and vaguely similar to sapir tea, their fresh, delicate scent now surrounded him. "Thank-you," he said. "You are most welcome." Mayb smiled back and then glanced a little smugly at Obi-Wan. "You were attacked?" Qui-Gon addressed his apprentice. "Oh, it didn't go that far," Mayb said. "Obi-Wan just broke something and scared off a fresher peeker with that energy thing." Qui-Gon assumed that 'energy thing' had to mean 'lightsaber'. "Yes, Master. You were right about the possible danger," Obi-Wan said a little guiltily. He produced the broken halves of a seeker droid and handed them to him. It was a sophisticated, but fortunately unarmed model, not something sent hastily by a panicky school dean. "I injured the droid's owner, but I was unable to follow without leaving Mayb unprotected in case it was a ruse." "And his pants fell down," Mayb blurted out. Qui-Gon raised his eyebrows. Obi-Wan looked embarrassed. "We were in the fresher," she explained. Qui-Gon did not try to hide his amusement. He asked Obi-Wan to describe what had happened. The attacker had been an older and oversized Tukmos, or a related species, in black body armor, poorly concealed by a long gray cape. Whoever it was did not sound like a local, body armor not being in fashion on this moon, but there was plenty of multi-species traffic in the area, so it would not have attracted attention. "I'm sorry, Master." Obi-Wan lowered his eyes. "There was a danger," he looked up again, his blue-gray eyes earnest. "I didn't take it seriously. I should have been more prepared." Qui-Gon laid his hand on Obi-Wan shoulder. "You did well, my Padawan. I was not expecting an attack like this myself." He sighed and smiled. "And I gave you ample reason to question my guidance earlier." Sometimes all his apprentice needed was time to think over a situation and Qui-Gon regretted that he too often forgot that. Obi-Wan only half smiled in return; then his eyes looked toward Mayb with concern. She watched them both. There wasn't much foot traffic around them, but Qui-Gon guided them all toward the side of the café, away from any onlookers. "We have received a communication from the Jedi Temple." Mayb looked completely uninterested while Obi-Wan perked up. "Two Jedi were dispatched to the Ob Krim Academy on Massko. They arrived just in time to stop an attempt on Dean Hawxol's life. They are pursuing that attackers." Mayb crossed her arms before her. "Well, that just can't be so. It must have been a robber or something. Nobody's going to want to kill* Dean Hawxol. He doesn't do anything like that." Obi-Wan grimaced up at him but remained silent. Of course, Qui-Gon acknowledged to himself, he had ordered Obi-Wan to say nothing. So, the task of telling Mayb Oeschus Arimba about the real reason why she was with them fell to him. "I am sorry to inform you that my option on your marriage contract was merely a ruse to get you out of danger at the school. And I presume it is the same danger that led to the attack on Dean Hawxol," he said, his tone serious. He still held the two halves of the seeker droid in his hands for her to see. "Oh." Mayb looked unimpressed. "So, you think someone, somewhere, for some strange reason is trying to kill me?" Qui-Gon shook his head sadly. "No. To enslave you. The two people we were looking for, Yinis and Binoka, were freelance liberators. And our search for them led us to your school. And I believe now that Dean Hawxol was complicit with the activities of slave traders. And that you were their next target." The skin between Mayb's thin eyebrows crinkled. "That's a bit un-real, don't you think? It sounds like a cheap holo-drama. Obi-Wan told me you didn't like those." Her small mouth puckered. "And what do you mean that you 'were' looking for those Yinis and Binoka'? "They are unfortunately, dead- -" "Then why are you looking for them?" "We are looking for their killers. We are simply using the pretense of searching for them to conceal our motives from whoever killed them." "So, you're done with this now? Now that they're dead. You can pay a little more attention to me. Your fiancé?" she reminded him. "I cannot honor the contract," Qui-Gon told her, a bit surprised by her reaction. Her determined aqua eyes looked up at him with annoyance. "My vows as a Jedi Knight forbid me from marrying anyone." "Well, it's not like I haven't changed jobs before." She grinned playfully, reached out and began to pet the flowers on the garland still around Qui-Gon's neck. "You said you were 'sorry' that you optioned my marriage contract as a ruse. Maybe after this, you won't be." Her fingers move past the flowers to the fabric of his tunic. He stared down at her, dumbfounded. Obi-Wan, looking equally surprised, watched. Qui-Gon took her wrist and gently held it away from him, but she moved her body closer and looked straight up at his face. "I cannot marry you," he explained carefully. "The Jedi Code forbids it." "Fine," she answered agreeably with false pleasantry. "You'll lose your deposit on the option. And there are triple penalties for withdrawing. I'll just take your money and go back to Massko." She stepped back, but he held on to her wrist, his grip firming. "You cannot go back there. You are in danger," he told her sternly. "From who?" She jerked her arm, but he did not release her. Her expression had changed completely. Playful teasing had swiftly transformed into genuine hatred and it momentarily astonished Qui-Gon, but he did not let go. "I have other options. If you're not serious about this." Her voice had turned loud and hard and accusing. "I don't just have a marriage contract on file all the time as if I'm on the market. I have had another offer. If you really don't think you can handle this, you can just cancel, pay your penalties and I'll re-open the negotiation with him," she finished proudly. "Who?" Qui-Gon asked, his instinct suddenly stirred. "Mak Edoma," she said smugly. "I admit that he's a bit plain. You certainly wouldn't have had a chance if he weren't. And the coms from his lawyer proved that he was very well situated. And Dean Hawxol assured me that he was quite interested." Obi-Wan's mouth was open, his eyes going from her to him. Mayb looked quite satisfied by their reactions. Qui-Gon released her wrist and he bowed his head to her. "I see that I have underestimated you. I beg forgiveness," he said formally. Suddenly Mayb Oeschus Arimba had become their best source of information, whether she knew it or not. The apology satisfied her. Her anger gone as quickly as it had materialized, she smiled, moved toward him and put her arms around his waist, under his robe. Obi-Wan tilted his head, worriedly peering toward the exact spot where Mayb's hand was fondling his buttocks. "There," she said, her head resting against his chest. She sniffed a fragrant indigo bloom. "I forgive you." === oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%%Oo ==%%%== oO%*%Oo === Obi-Wan kept his nose to the ship's computer screen, quickly scanning the data that they had been able to collect about Mak Edoma on Ayma's moon. They were back in hyperspace, heading toward Cucadu. It was a verdant core world that Mayb had heartily approved of. And Mak Edoma's estate was on its largest continent. Next to him, R4-2B quietly beeped and clicked to itself, monitoring the ship. The text and holos flicked past Obi-Wan's eyes. He took in the information with little enthusiasm. Edoma was only a moderately wealthy financier with no significant political connections according to the information they had received from their data inquiry to the Jedi Temple. He seemed to enjoy doing a little bit of business in multiple fields; specialty droids, land renewal, nature tours, deep water tours, asteroid tours. Edoma's minor manufacturing activities mostly supported his service interests. All of it was very unremarkable and legal. Only Edoma's name had been in Yinis and Binoka's files. They apparently had not tracked down who he was when they were killed. But he would have been a target of the two. One of their methods of attacking the slave trade was to identify legitimate business people, like Edom, and discourage them with threats of public revelation of their flirtation with the illegal trade. This tactic also made the two liberators ridiculously visible to any slave traders who would not be intimidated. Qui-Gon returned to the pilot's seat. Obi-Wan did not move or look up as his Master passed behind him. Qui-Gon settled himself with a familiar sigh and a low hum of seat adjustment, though Obi-Wan felt that the silence in the cabin was loud with his own tension. Qui-Gon was clearly ignoring it; he had said that they would talk in the morning. Obi-Wan knew that he was expected to think carefully about what he said before then. Obi-Wan had not talked to Qui-Gon yet about his physical attraction to Mayb. He had hoped that she would leave them alone for another extended session in the fresher, but apparently her beauty maintenance time was reserved for the morning. Obi-Wan had only gotten as far as telling Qui-Gon that he was disturbed by Mayb before she emerged again, cheerful and asking about where they were going next. Qui-Gon had frowned back at Obi-Wan over Mayb's blond curls while she played with the flowers still hanging around his neck. Mayb was asleep on one of the bunks in the cable, but she had fallen asleep curled up in Qui-Gon's lap. As soon as they were in hyperspace, she had been all over Qui-Gon with caresses and little kisses, her perfect, shapely body pressing next to him. She had coyly suggested that Obi-Wan might be more comfortable in the ship's airlock so she could be alone with Qui-Gon. But his Master's mind influence had convinced her that she was more tired than she thought. Obi-Wan rubbed his neck and stopped the data viewer. He wasn't seeing any of the information anymore. He was accomplishing nothing. He felt worn out from this mission, though they had done nothing dangerous or strenuous or difficult. In the pilot's seat, Qui-Gon was already asleep. For a fleeting moment he considered waking him up, he wanted to speak so badly. But too often in the past, his Master had counseled patience and this had been the right course in the end. He did need to think. And he did not wish to whisper his problem to Qui-Gon, fearful of waking Mayb up with his secret. Obi-Wan glanced at Qui-Gon's discarded garland, now draped over R4-2B. Reaching out to one large indigo bloom, he felt its smooth, powder-soft petal between his calloused fingertips. So similar to Mayb's skin. He got up from his seat, leaving his robe behind, draped over the backrest. Only removing his rear belt pouch and lightsaber, he stretched out on one of the bunks, his boots still on. He glanced toward the other bunk and then quickly looked away. The Jedi Temple had answered their request for assistance, but the two Jedi who had been dispatched were off chasing whoever tried to kill Dean Hawxol. And nothing was said about Qui-Gon's marriage option with Mayb other than a curt order to keep them informed. Mayb would have to stay with them for protection. From slavers? From Edoma? They did not know. Closing his eyes, Obi-Wan cleared his mind of the image of the besotted and sleepy look he had seen on Mayb's face as Qui-Gon stroked her temple. He had felt his Master's mind influence over her through the Force, quieting her amorous advances with a suggestion of sleep. Obi-Wan had stared blankly at his viewer then, not seeing anything on it and unable to get away from the sounds behind him. Frozen in his seat, unable to think, not daring to feel, he had let the tingle of Mayb's sleepy pleasure pass through him as his Master easily picked her up and carried her back to deposit her on a bunk. Breathing deeply and quelling the tension in his neck and stomach, Obi-Wan cleared his mind again, hoping that this time it would work. --- 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: 8/23/07 8:14pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-4 -- 23-Aug-2007
	You were attacked?" Qui-Gon addressed his apprentice. "Oh, it didn't go that far," Mayb said. "Obi-Wan just broke something and scared off a fresher peeker with that energy thing." Qui-Gon assumed that 'energy thing' had to mean 'lightsaber'. "Yes, Master. You were right about the possible danger," Obi-Wan said a little guiltily. He produced the broken halves of a seeker droid and handed them to him. It was a sophisticated, but fortunately unarmed model, not something sent hastily by a panicky school dean. "I injured the droid's owner, but I was unable to follow without leaving Mayb unprotected in case it was a ruse." "And his pants fell down," Mayb blurted out. Qui-Gon raised his eyebrows. Obi-Wan looked embarrassed. "We were in the fresher," she explained. Qui-Gon did not try to hide his amusement. Boy, Mayb ddoes blurt out everything, doesn't she? "I'm sorry, Master." Obi-Wan lowered his eyes. "There was a danger," he looked up again, his blue-gray eyes earnest. "I didn't take it seriously. I should have been more prepared." Qui-Gon laid his hand on Obi-Wan shoulder. "You did well, my Padawan. I was not expecting an attack like this myself." He sighed and smiled. "And I gave you ample reason to question my guidance earlier." Sometimes all his apprentice needed was time to think over a situation and Qui-Gon regretted that he too often forgot that. Obi-Wan only half smiled in return; then his eyes looked toward Mayb with concern. She watched them both. I like that Qui remembered that Obi-Wan somtimes needed time to process things - he is still an apprentice, after all. -----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: 8/23/07 8:38pm Subject: RE: Options ---- Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, mission -- Parts 1-4 -- 23-Aug-2007
	Wow, poor Obi-Wan!! Must be very disturbing to be so physically attracted to someone who grates on his last nerve. Although John Gray (*Men are from Mars etc.") suggests that males can work around that sort of thing, I can't imagine it not bothering our Obi-Wan... (Which is NOT to say that Obi-Wan is a girl!!!) -----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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