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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/26/04 12:50pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (46/?) 6/26
	Feigning wide-eyed innocence, Anakin asked, "Master? Tell me the difference between 'immoral' and 'illegal' again?" "Well, Padawan," Obi-Wan said, seating himself on the floor and taking up the posture of a very grave and wise Jedi Master, "it's really very simple. It is illegal to receive stolen property, for example . . . emissions dampers from the warehouses of the Coridani Mineral Company. It is immoral to wipe out an entire indigenous population simply because it’s in your way." Anakin placed his hands on the floor and made a deep bow. "Thank you, my Master," he said. "I have attained a deeper understanding into this matter." "You're certainly welcome," Obi-Wan said. More seriously, he added, "Thank you for your help, Anakin." Anakin sat up, happy at the praise. It was such a relief to hear approval in his Master's voice again. "You're welcome, Master," he said. "In fact, I think if we just--" "However," Obi-Wan cut in gently, "it's time you got some sleep. I'll finish this up here," he said, gesturing at the drawing on the floor. Anakin felt his face fall with disappointment. Given their earlier conversation, he knew he had no right to object, but he gave it a shot anyway. "Please let me stay up and help you?" he said. "I'm never going to get any sleep anyway." "You already have helped me," Obi-Wan said. "More than you realize. However, what I need you to do now is get some rest so you'll be able to make calm, wise decisions in the morning. The Elders want us to help escort the children to Wemilat as soon as it's light." When Anakin didn't comply quickly, Obi-Wan started giving him that firm, steady look again. There was a long, tense moment as Anakin struggled with the urge to try to get him to change his mind. "No arguments, young one," Obi-Wan said at last. "But . . . you said my ideas were good ones. What happens here matters to me, too," he said. He didn't want to think of Nadawi being destroyed because of some risk Obi-Wan didn't want to take. "Anakin," Obi-Wan said more sternly, "I appreciate your suggestions, but it isn't your job to plan for this battle. It's mine. The lessons you're learning, young one, are acceptance and obedience." He put a particular stress on "obedience" than made Anakin wince a little. "Yes, Master," Anakin muttered. "Now. To bed," Obi-Wan said, gesturing toward the hay pile. Anakin got up very slowly and took a step toward the pile of hay in the corner. Feeling humiliated and resentful, he fluffed up the matted hay in the pile until he had enough to lie down on. He wrapped himself in his mantle and curled up on his side, glaring at Obi-Wan's back as the elder Jedi worked. For a few moments, they'd worked side-by-side almost as equals, and it seemed like they were starting to get somewhere. But Obi-Wan wasn't comfortable with that, because he didn't want to see Anakin starting to take charge. Clearly, whatever "place" Anakin would eventually have "in the scheme of things," it would not involve telling Obi-Wan Kenobi what to do--even if Anakin was right. That was Obi-Wan's reason for sending him to bed like a child. Anakin's thoughts must've been fairly loud, because without turning around, Obi-Wan said, "You need to learn to follow before you can lead, Padawan." His tone was maddening--that of a patient father teaching a lesson to his unruly child, and it set Anakin's teeth on edge. Anakin rolled over and stared at the wall as if he could ignite it with his gaze. **** End 46/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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diamond_pony2002 Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 6/26/04 3:31pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (46/?) 6/26
	Ani, be nice! -----signature----- Learning to do, doing to learn, earning to live, living to serve.- FFA Motto
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sdhfs Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 6/26/04 3:50pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (46/?) 6/26
	good story just caught up -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/16229314/?30 Up is obidala at it's best love chooses you you don 't choose it. Death is but death why are you afraid of it ?
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/27/04 2:47pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (47/?) 6/27
	diamond_pony2002: He can be a little pistol, can't he? sdhfs: Thank you--and welcome to the thread! **** Soon, the familiar argument started up in his head: //He doesn't appreciate me. //That's not true. He's been very patient with you. You're the one who's acting like a brat. //It doesn't matter what I'm acting like! That strategy of his is too cautious. He's not trying to win this battle--he's trying to avoid losing. None of us is going to survive unless we throw everything we have against Perahta, and that includes getting me offworld. //So you can do what? Lose control again and end up getting yourself kicked out of the Jedi Order? //Half the Council thinks I'm the Chosen One. They're not going to kick me out. //Try them. //If I ended up saving this planet, I wouldn't get in trouble. Even if I disobeyed Master Obi-Wan. //Sure. You're going to save a planet all by yourself--a sixteen-year-old Padawan on restriction for acting like an idiot yesterday. The Council would love that. Not even Qui-Gon would buy that you're that good. Not even your mom would. //Padmé would believe in me. //You wish.// The image of the lovely young queen wracked him with pain and longing. //If only she was here . . . //To see what? You getting lectured and sent to bed like a little kid? //She'd understand. She'd . . .// He briefly imagined her coming to his side, her dress rustling as she sat down very softly. She'd put her hand on his arm, and when he didn't say anything, she'd call his name with such tenderness . . . As quickly as he'd begun the fantasy, he cut it short. //No. You don't want her to see you like this. Not as a bratty, uncontrolled teenager. Only a grown and powerful warrior would be worthy of her.// He tried visualizing an Anakin Skywalker that Padmé could fall in love with. He'd have to be very strong, but gentle. He'd be daring and decisive, like Master Qui-Gon, and always calm in the face of danger, like Master Obi-Wan. He'd be wise like Master Yoda and powerful like Master Windu . . . and he would always, always be in control. Maybe that was the inner man who Anakin was meant to discover. With Padmé's image before him like a talisman, he was able to summon the courage to take a long, honest look at himself in relation to the future-self he'd called up in his mind. The two Anakins could not have been farther apart if they'd been on opposite ends of the galaxy. One was a snot-nosed kid having a silent tantrum over his Master's entirely reasonable insistence that he be respectful and do as he was told, and the other was . . . like a benevolent god. It was a depressing comparison, but Anakin told himself that he could become that great man someday. Not for Obi-Wan, or the Force, or even for himself. For Padmé. A lifetime of hard work and making painful choices wouldn't be too much if it meant she would one day look at him the way he longed to gaze upon her. **** End 47/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/28/04 10:28am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (48/?) 6/28
	For the first time, in Padmé's imagined presence, he began to feel the stirrings of the healing and return to wholeness that meditation on the Force had not granted him. Relief worked its way into the broken places of his spirit like water seeping into the cracks of a rock, and soon tears made slow tracks down his nose. He didn't even hate himself for them. He felt close to something infinitely powerful and better than he was, and he allowed himself to take comfort in it. He knew that Jedi sometimes talked about deep spiritual healing this way: like being held tenderly in the arms of a mother. A father. A lover. After a while he got up and went to sit beside Obi-Wan again. "I'm sorry, Master," he said, his voice quiet and husky with emotion. Obi-Wan glanced up, clearly surprised to see the change in him. Anakin wiped at his nose with the back of his knuckle and gazed toward an indeterminate spot on the floor. "Please don't listen to me when I start acting like I know everything, and I don't have to listen to you. I don't really mean those things. At least the good part of me doesn't." "Of course," Obi-Wan said. For an instant he seemed concerned but at a loss for how to respond, then he held his arm out to Anakin. Anakin found a warm spot in the hollow of Obi-Wan's shoulder and leaned into it. "Thank you for making me learn to act like a Jedi, even when I don't feel like it," he said. There weren’t many times when Obi-Wan had difficulty thinking of what to say, but one of them was when he was deeply touched. “Well . . . it’s my duty, Padawan,” he said, then seemed to regret his choice of words. “No, it’s more than that . . . it’s an honor.” He leaned back and looked at his Padawan, seeming to truly take in the change in him. “It’s an honor being your Master,” he said quietly. “Thank you, Master,” Anakin said, and pulled Obi-Wan close again. He didn’t want his foster-father to look at him like that. Anakin had seen the path that was Obi-Wan’s idea of honor, and it was too much for him. A man’s spirit could break against that kind of honor. Anakin preferred to be held close and loved, without questions, if possible. Obi-Wan, naturally, always had questions. “May I ask what led you to . . .? Anakin shook his head, not wanting to explain. “I just had a successful meditation on repentance and healing, that’s all,” he said. “No chains this time.” “Ah,” Obi-Wan said. He seemed to relax, as if Anakin’s answer made it all make sense. “That does make all the difference, doesn’t it?” After an awkward hesitation, he began to comfort Anakin the way Anakin wanted him to, taking him in his arms and smoothing down his hair with his hand, the way he had when Anakin was little. The words hadn’t come easily for Obi-Wan back then, and they didn’t now. “It can be very . . . intense, can’t it . . . especially after you’ve been blocked for a time,” he said. “Yes, Master,” Anakin said, although he was fairly sure that he and Obi-Wan were talking about different things. Anakin had certainly never felt like this when contemplating the Force. “I think . . .” Obi-Wan continued, “I think it can sometimes help to have . . . oh, sort of a witness, who can . . .” he paused, and Anakin was surprised to sense an upwelling of actual emotion in him. “ . . . who can help bring you through it. Someone who can be the arms the Force doesn’t have.” He seemed to be speaking from personal experience, and his unusual candor was moving. However, once again Anakin suspected that the experience Obi-Wan was describing was not one the two of them shared. **** End 48/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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diamond_pony2002 Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 6/28/04 7:39pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (46/?) 6/26
	awww!!! mushy! -----signature----- Learning to do, doing to learn, earning to live, living to serve.- FFA Motto
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/29/04 9:10am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (49/?) 6/29
	doamond_pony2002: I figure any group that claims compassion as a major value has to be willing to be mushy occasionally, especially with their kids. If kids don't get mushy stuff from time to time, they don't do well. **** If a teenaged Obi-Wan had ever sought comfort from Qui-Gon after a watershed moment during meditation, he would have been able to talk to him about what he’d thought and visualized and felt. He’d probably have done it haltingly, with some embarrassment, but he could have done it. “A witness,” he’d said. Someone to watch and listen and understand. Unfortunately, a witness was the one thing Anakin didn’t want. If Obi-Wan knew what Anakin was really thinking, he’d insist that he choose between the source of his deep spiritual healing and his life as a Jedi. At that moment, Anakin truly envied Obi-Wan, who could afford to be transparent to people. He could go to the mind-healers if he felt like it. He could talk about his profound spiritual experiences without any more shame than any very proper Jedi felt when discussing a deep emotion. Anakin, by contrast, had to stand permanently in the shadows, neither fully part of the Jedi world nor Padmé’s world. “I don’t really want to talk about it Master,” Anakin said, tightening his grip around Obi-Wan’s ribcage, just in case his teacher felt like pushing him away. “It’s just kind of . . . personal.” It wasn’t a lie, but it was something Obi-Wan called a squinting truth, and he’d made it clear to Anakin long ago that such subtle misdirection was beneath a Jedi. Anakin’s guilt was compounded by the fact that Obi-Wan went for it. “All right,” the Master Jedi said, patting him on the back as if reassuring him that deep confessions weren’t required. "I suppose every man needs a little privacy in his life." "Thank you, Master," Anakin said. After a short time, Obi-Wan leaned down toward him, appeared to hesitate, and then gently kissed him on the forehead. Anakin was surprised, since Obi-Wan usually wasn't comfortable with that kind of overt display of affection. Obviously, he thought a very important moment had arrived in Anakin's spiritual development. Then again, perhaps he wasn’t far wrong. Perhaps Anakin had begun to find his way toward his destiny. At last Obi-Wan disengaged himself and said tenderly, "Get some sleep." "Yes, Master," Anakin said. He got up and returned to the hollow he'd formed in the hay, rolling himself up tightly in his mantle. When he fell asleep, it was to dreams of his beautiful queen. **** End 49/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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DarthPenguin Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 6/30/04 9:30am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (49/?) 6/29
	Seems like Anakin has come to a cross-roads of sorts and has decided that whatever he is looking for will not come from his master or the Jedi, but with the woman he loves. The path Obi-Wan is trying to guide him along requires too much self-sacrifice. It is telling that at one point he speaks of Obi-Wan teaching him to "act" like a Jedi. There's a big difference between "acting" like a Jedi and "being" a Jedi. Anakin craves an overt intimacy with his "foster father" that Obi-Wan is not comfortable with although his affection for his apprentice is clear (to us, anyway). So, sadly, it seems they are destined to grow apart and this will eventually place them on a collision course. "Squinting truth"...it's phrases like this one that make your story such a pleasure!!
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diamond_pony2002 Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 6/30/04 9:57am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (49/?) 6/29
	That was so sweet!!! -----signature----- Learning to do, doing to learn, earning to live, living to serve.- FFA Motto
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 6/30/04 12:54pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (50/?) 6/30
	DarthPenguin wrote: Seems like Anakin has come to a cross-roads of sorts and has decided that whatever he is looking for will not come from his master or the Jedi, but with the woman he loves. The path Obi-Wan is trying to guide him along requires too much self-sacrifice. That's about the size of it, yep. This was the scene that just broke me last time, because I could not get these boys to behave. Neither one would give an inch, and I could hardly have a "final" confrontation 1/3 of the way into the story--even if I wanted to get that wildly AU. Besides, how do you go "up" from Obi-Wan being willing to shoot the kid? I ended up giving them each a little bit of what they wanted--Obi-Wan's much warmer and more understanding than he was in the original version, and Anakin manages to dredge up his own reasons for at least looking like he's doing what he's supposed to. It's definitely an illusory resolution to their problems, but it will at least allow them to more or less work together for the rest of the story. (I'm as big a fan of angst as the next fic writer, but even I couldn't stand listening to them bicker for 200 pages.) Anakin craves an overt intimacy with his "foster father" that Obi-Wan is not comfortable with although his affection for his apprentice is clear (to us, anyway). That's certainly Anakin's major complaint of the moment, but I'm not entirely sure he'd be happy even if Obi-Wan morphed overnight into Bill Huxtable from "The Cosby Show." That kid doesn't seem to have a very great capacity for happiness just now. So, sadly, it seems they are destined to grow apart and this will eventually place them on a collision course. Yeah, I like to think that their relationship is a decent one in many ways, but their basic values are obviously at right angles to one another. I figure that's how you end up trying to kill a guy you love. "Squinting truth"...it's phrases like this one that make your story such a pleasure!! I think I may have stolen it from somewhere . . . but I'm not sure where. diamond_pony2002 wrote: That was so sweet!!! I'm glad I'm not the only one who likes to see some warm fuzzy stuff between these characters. And now, proceedeth we, to Chapter Seven, which having been written entirely in the year 2004, representeth the fruits of my slacking off since Winter semester did end. ** The next day started achingly early for Obi-Wan. He awakened the still-sleepy Anakin before dawn, and the two of them made their way to the southern edge of the village, where Nidawi’s non-combatants were gathering. There were the children under the age of fifteen, a few very ill or frail elders, a few pregnant mothers, and a few nursing women. Many families had chosen to send at least one adult along with their young ones, an idea that Obi-Wan had strongly supported in the village meeting the other night. In the event that Nidawi’s casualties were catastrophic, someone needed to be left to raise their little ones. After all, what good would it do them to defend their home and culture if both those things were wiped out in the process? Obi-Wan was particularly relieved to see that Hoel Oya had wisely chosen to send Azelie away with her younger siblings. The young Oyas had already lost their mother, and could very well soon be losing their father. They needed someone to help care for and look after them. Obi-Wan and Anakin stood a respectful distance away from the family as the Oyas said their goodbyes. Hoel had picked up seven-year-old Uyek, who was crying pitifully into his shoulder. Fourteen-year-old Leb was obviously trying hard to be a man, standing guard over his tearful sisters and swallowing his own sniffles. Obi-Wan ached for the whole family, but it was Leb who really pierced the calm he was trying to let settle over his emotions. After all, Obi-Wan had been a child in a warrior culture too. He’d been on both sides of that heart-rending goodbye: the young boy left behind as his Master went to fight, and the grown Jedi having to leave behind his own apprentice. Finally he patted Anakin on the shoulder, signaling that the two of them should walk further on. He had gone two nights with practically no sleep, and yesterday evening had been an emotional one. He needed to put some professional distance between himself and his hosts, however fond he was of them. “Are you all right, Master?” Anakin asked, as they ambled watchfully through the thick morning mist. Obi-Wan managed to give the boy a reassuring smile and said, “Oh, yes, Anakin. Thank you.” “If you need to rest for a moment, just let me know,” Anakin said. Ordinarily that would be the veiled start of a plea for freedom, but when Obi-Wan gave him a wry look Anakin said, “I wouldn’t wander off, Master. I promise. I’d stay right here.” He seemed sincere, and Obi-Wan believed him. However, the boy still needed a vigilant guardian, especially since the sinister being they’d encountered was presumably still creeping through the forest. “Thank you, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said again, “but I’ll be fine.” “Yes, Master,” Anakin said. At least Anakin seemed to be very calm and stable at the moment, thank the Force. There had been no rebelliousness or complaints from him all morning. As far as Obi-Wan could tell, his spiritual revelation of the previous night had held, and he truly appeared to be seeing the world through new eyes. It was something to rejoice over, especially since the boy had been so close to being lost just two days ago. ** End 50/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/1/04 5:59am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (51/?) 7/1
	Unfortunately, Obi-Wan couldn’t allow himself even that much emotion at the moment. Unlike Anakin, he hadn’t had the chance to sleep, seek solace in deep meditation, or even find relief in the embarrassing but honest release of tears. Despite his Jedi training, he was human, and overload was possible. He was a man with a job to do, and he had to focus on that. “Once we get going, you and I will bring up the rear of the column,” he said. “Be watchful, but wait for my instructions before you respond to any danger. All right?” He sensed Anakin’s flicker of resentment at getting yet one more reminder that he was not the one in charge, but the ripple of anger faded as he released it to the Force. “Yes, Master,” he said simply. There was some quiet courage in the boy’s acceptance of his role as the learner in their partnership, and Obi-Wan was pleased. “Good lad,” he said, and clapped Anakin on the back. As the two of them completed their circuit of the gathering area, they came upon a solitary figure standing at the edge of the group, its hooded head quietly bowed. Nidawi families, preoccupied with their own sorrow, walked around the stranger without a sideways glance. “Lady Bedegraine,” Obi-Wan said softly. He’d asked her to travel to Wemilat with Nidawi’s other non-combatants today, but somehow it hadn’t occurred to him how alone she’d be out here. She knew no one in Nidawi, much less in the village they were traveling to. The best way to protect her was to conceal her among these strangers while he worked to forestall the Coridani invasion, but he resolved to offer her some comfort while he was with her. Obi-Wan walked up to her and said gently, “Good morning, my lady.” Once Obi-Wan’s attention was engaged, Anakin moved immediately into a stance of greater awareness, turning his head to scan the crowd around them. It was exactly the way that Jedi were supposed to trade off watching each other’s backs, and Obi-Wan was glad to see it. He chose not to acknowledge Anakin’s positive behavior at the moment, however. If the boy was serious about being treated more as a young adult, then he would have to be weaned off receiving praise for simply doing his job. Matreya brushed her hood back with both hands and smiled up at him, seeming relieved to have someone to talk to. “Good morning, Master Jedi,” she said. “Did you and your apprentice rest well?” He had the oddest sense that she’d call over one of the house droids and have it bring tea and fresh towels if he said no. He smiled back at her and said, “Yes, thank you.” Any other response would have seemed rude. “And yourself?” **** End 51/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/2/04 4:51am Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (52/?) 7/2
	“Oh, yes,” she said. “Apa Dar and his apprentice were very hospitable. It was such a relief to sleep in a bed.” “I imagine it was, after your time in the wilderness,” he said. Despite her cheerful manner, her eyes looked red-rimmed with stress and exhaustion. “I believe we’ll be walking for much of the day, my lady. I hope you’re up to the journey,” he said. “Mouse and I will be fine,” Matreya said, reaching back to pat the little droid who rested in a netted pouch of her backpack. “We’ve made it this far, after all.” “ . . . f-far, after all,” stammered Mouse, his electronic voice sounding slightly muffled by the netting. Anakin was always curious about mechanical things, and the little medical droid got his attention. He leaned around to get a better look at Mouse, and Obi-Wan very pointedly dropped into the ready-alert posture that Anakin had abandoned. Adult Jedi did not leave their partners’ backs unguarded simply because a shiny droid had said something in a funny voice. Anakin took the hint and quickly went back to looking out for signs of danger. It was only a small slip-up, and Anakin had accepted his Master’s correction and gone straight back to what he was supposed to be doing. That was what the Jedi Order expected of Padawan learners on the edge of adulthood. So far, the boy’s improved attitude was wonderful—only time would tell if it would last. If Matreya had made anything of the exchange between the two Jedi, she gave no sign. “I wanted to ask you, Master Jedi . . .” she said, her face clouding over as if with the return of anxiety, “have you had a chance to look at the recording I gave you?” “Yes, my lady, and don’t worry, it’s somewhere safe.” Better she not know where, in case Perahta got hold of her despite Obi-Wan’s best efforts. He and Anakin had uploaded a copy of the recording into R2, and hidden the cube itself in a shadowy niche up in the rafters of the Oyas’ barn. “Do you think it would be enough to justify the Republic’s intervention here?” she asked, “I believe it would be, but I’d be lying if I said I had a way to get it to them at the moment,” Obi-Wan said. He sensed Anakin’s stiffened posture behind him. This would be a sore test of the boy’s new commitment to Jedi discipline. This time Obi-Wan sent encouragement to him through their psychic bond.: //You’re showing restraint and conducting yourself with honor, Padawan,// he told him. //I’m proud of you.// He got a flicker of gratitude as a reply, but the boy’s emotions were still in turmoil. Anakin truly believed he could sneak past all of Perahta’s defenses, take command of some kind of starcraft, and get offworld without being caught or killed. The goal wasn’t completely impossible for a Jedi--Mace Windu could probably have done it. Master Yoda, perhaps, too, although the elderly Jedi couldn’t move as fast as he once could. But Anakin Skywalker, teenage Padawan, veteran of seven years of Jedi training? Not on his or anybody’s life, and the sooner Anakin realized that the better off they’d all be. **** End 52/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/3/04 12:18pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (53/?) 7/3
	“My lady, my apprentice and I have a plan to protect you and the other people here, but it might be for the best if you didn’t know what,” Obi-Wan said. She bowed her head and nodded, seeming somewhere between disappointed and relieved. Although she hadn’t asked, the compassionate thing to do would be to at least let her know why he had to keep her in the dark. He rested his hand on her arm as he continued, hoping the touch would give the comfort his words would not: “The Coridani Mineral Company is still trying to keep its activities a secret, and in any such situation knowledge is the most powerful weapon. I don’t know what Perahta might be willing to do in order to get it, I’m afraid.” “Yes, Master Jedi. Of course,” she said. She seemed dejected, but did not immediately challenge everything he said. That alone was enough to endear her to Obi-Wan. Speaking very gently, he added, “ . . . and I am so sorry about what happened to your companions in the Pass. The people who did this will be brought to justice.” She met his gaze then, and her hazel eyes scanned his own, as if hoping to find proof there that he was serious, that he would do what he said. “I promise you,” he said gravely. No Jedi said those words lightly, and Obi-Wan made an additional promise to himself that whatever it took, he would keep his word. He hadn’t inspired faith in very many people lately, and the satisfaction implied in her simple nod meant a great deal to him. ** Vengeance crept alongside the evacuation party as they walked through the forest. The fleeing Nidawians certainly made a pitiful little company as they straggled along. The very young and infirm seemed unfit for the walk, and the warriors who guarded the group at each end were frequently preoccupied with encouraging, nudging along, and even carrying their charges. Vengeance’s eyes glinted with interest when Kenobi scooped up a child who had fallen and carried him a short distance. The Jedi Knight managed to keep his saber arm free, but that involved bracing the boy on his left hip, just above his weapon. Skywalker sensed the tactical weakness of the move and looked daggers out into the trees, seeming to dare anyone to take advantage of what he surely must see as his Master’s “compassion.” The situation appeared to make Kenobi uneasy too, and before long he set the child back on his feet. In the end, Lady Bedegraine carried the little boy, who had been persistently lagging toward the back of the group. For the life of him, Vengeance couldn’t fathom why they didn’t simply leave the child behind, or at the very least take a stick to him in order to force him to keep up. Kenobi was the deadliest fighter of the group, and for him to weaken his position by carrying an entirely useless person was bizarre to say the least. No matter how long Vengeance stalked the Jedi or how intently he watched them, he would never understand them. Force willing, he wouldn’t even have to watch them much longer. He secured his blast rifle a little more firmly across his back and leapt soundlessly from his perch to the trunk of a nearby tree. He knew the group was heading for the crossing point of a deep gorge, and he intended to get there first. ** End 53/? -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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sdhfs Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 7/3/04 1:00pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (53/?) 7/3
	great post going to be jedi on sith action soon ? -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/16229314/?30 Up is obidala at it's best love chooses you you don 't choose it. Death is but death why are you afraid of it ?
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ophelia Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 7/3/04 1:46pm Subject: RE: Spirit Warriors of Angharad (53/?) 7/3
	Something like that. There has been quite enough navel gazing for a while, and it is now time for more things to explode. Mmm . . . exploding things. -----signature----- "Once upon a time, again." --Onoto, NaNoWriMo entry
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