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Bastet Registered: Dec '99	Date Posted: 5/20 10:08am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 0519. The Counci "is amused" at Obi's expense, Ani reels
	I loved Mace and Yoda teasing Obi about his 'sound sleep.' I wonder how they found out. I loved this: “Master Gallia, I am no more and no less than what the Order has raised me to be, my values are those instilled in me by my teachers and by the Force.” There were times when he wondered if he missed some inside joke, perhaps something humorous his words recalled that predated his seat on the Council. Now was such a time for he was at a loss to explain the amused looks of his colleagues, tinged with some other emotion he was at a loss to explain. ... “Perhaps, but not all Jedi internalize these precepts to the degree you do, such comes as much from the man you are as the Jedi. Shaped you were, by many, but the essence of who you are, such can’t be molded by outside forces alone.” It suddenly struck him: the amusement was at his protests and his utter lack of recognition of the respect they held for him, deserved or not. Of course it's deserved! And that message about 'sparring' Siri gave Obi through Adi, oh my... So naughty! My padawan told me she is quite pleased with the way you handle your lightsaber and hopes she has the opportunity to spar with you many more times while you are both at the Temple.” This day – mid-meal? Force, he hoped he wasn’t blushing. Instinctively he tightened his shields, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible. Sending such a message via her old master was – was – just wait until he got his hands on her…. With difficulty, he brought himself away from that enticing thought. I can't wait to see what sort of payback he has in mind. -----signature----- "Oh yeah. Ooh, aah. That's how it always starts. But then later there's running, then...screaming." --Dr. Ian Malcolm "Okay fine. Go ahead and scream. Then when that tricycloplots attacks you, don't come crying to me." --Paul Kirby
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Valairy_Scot Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 5/21 8:43pm Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 0519. The Counci "is amused" at Obi's expense, Ani reels
	Gkilkenny: Is your face blushing Obi-Wan He was quite pink. GeneralKenobi7 Mace amused about such a thing? I wish I could see that (and Obi-Wan's face ) I think Mace rather figured Obi-Wan was too uptight to let go of his understanding of the Code. Very subtle Siri... Siri is not subtle, obviously. charie Very funny chapter. Love the "sound sleep" part from Yoda, and the play on words with the lightsaber from Siri. How do you think of this stuff? I had a great laugh. Words are my specialty; puns as well. MiralukaJedi Wonder what Anakin and Obi-Wan will do now? They’ll around as usual. earlybird-obi-wan Adi is being quite understanding, but she is accepting of anything the Force accepts. Veloz I love how it seemed Yoda and Mace knew, but said nothing. And Siri's comments to Adi were too funny. That’s our girl. Don’t worry, Obi’ll get her back – and in public, too! smoke20ts I absolutely loved this and am looking forward to Obi-Wan's payback for the "sparring" comments. It’s coming, it’s coming. raptor517 Oi, I only hope that Obi's relationship can keep Anakin from falling. Sequel, maybe? Oh, there’s definitely a sequel, partially written. I would like to have more action (not THAT kind of action) in it so any battle-related thoughts anyone wants to share would thrill me. I’ll have Siri/Obi, Siri-Obi-Ani scenes for sure, and a showdown with Obi-Ani and another with Palps, but I also want some scenes where our Jedi are dealing with the war and several encounters between Ventress and Obi (at least two). Bastet loved Mace and Yoda teasing Obi about his 'sound sleep.' I wonder how they found out. Nothing fancy – he’s content, well-rested, his Force presence is back – and somewhat intertwined with another’s. And that message about 'sparring' Siri gave Obi through Adi, oh my... So naughty! It was meant to be. -----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. 2007-2008 the quality years
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Valairy_Scot Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 5/26 12:09am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 0519. The Counci "is amused" at Obi's expense, Ani reels
	Chapter 30. Dreams and Impossibilities Fingers fumbled through hair, the only outward sign of the agitation within as Anakin futilely tried to convince himself that Obi-Wan had merely taken the news of Aidus’s death badly because he was taken unprepared. Would the nightmares return, with no padawan to wake him and sooth him? The distress so apparent in his face all but haunted him – he could understand Obi-Wan’s concern for his padawan, so apparent in his greeting, but why would he mourn the death of a monster? His master took no death lightly, always before burying his reaction under a stoic mask and behind saddened eyes – but Aidus had been a monster. A callous, brutal being! Obi-Wan knew that better than anyone. Why would this death be so much harder for him to absorb? He didn’t know. Aidus was no more and no less than any other casualty of war – or should be considered so. Certainly his master had to know that Obi-Wan Kenobi’s death would be devastating to more than just his padawan, but to the war itself. Taking the life of those who would have stolen it was the duty of a soldier, the protection of those who guarded the Republic against those who would destroy it. War required much from those who fought, not unlike the Force required much of those who served it. What one did in service of the greater good was, by definition, good itself. It was not what one did, but who one did it for, and why – motivation was everything, not the deeds themselves. Yet a tiny part of him continued to whisper that his master would not agree, nor really, any Jedi. One could not defeat evil by embracing the same was one of the earliest Jedi tenets drilled into him. Do not become that which you seek to defeat, for then you fight yourself, not for others. That part of him that sought his master’s approval and understanding at least had a rationalization that stood: he had fought in defense of one once defenseless; he had killed one who would only kill again. Self-defense did not need defending, and not one soul in the galaxy would disagree with that. Not one. Except, perhaps, one – the one on whose behalf he had acted and whose stricken face still blazed within his mind’s eye. “Hi, Angel.” “Ani!” Padmé’s heart thumped at the sudden visage of her husband. He looked and sounded tired, his words soft and his hair rumpled. “Angel, I recorded this during a brief stop on planet. I just wanted you to know I’m all right. I found…one of the beings who – mistreated – Obi-Wan, and we – we fought. He’s dead and won’t hurt Obi-Wan or anyone else again. I can’t say I’m not pleased.” The figure in the hologram paused, wiped a hand over his face. “I understand, my love,” Padmé murmured. “He hurt your master terribly; it’s natural to feel that way.” As if unable to hear his wife’s thoughts – as of course he couldn’t, Anakin continued, “I know I should mourn his death. My master does, despite everything, but I just can’t. I can’t, Angel. I’m glad he fought me and gave me the excuse to stop him from ever hurting anyone again.” He straightened and his voice grew strong. “I have no regrets, none. I have one request, though. It might be just that I woke him up when I reported, but Obi-Wan took it rather hard. I’m really worried about he took the news. Would you be a friend and check on him?” “Of course, Ani.” “I wish…we could escape all this, everything and everybody, just you and me, the two of us. I’d love to do nothing but spend the rest of my life,” his voice swelled with longing and a hint of naughtiness, “making love to you. You are the reason I breath, the reason my heart beats, and the reason I fight. Nothing else matters. If you would surrender everything, to us, I would surrender everything as well and we could find some place where nothing matters but us. You are my everything, my Angel, and I’ll see you as soon as I can.” “I’ll be waiting with my hair down,” she whispered. “Such a lovely dream, Anakin, but that’s all it is, a dream. A fantasy to get us through the long separations, only.” “Don’t let your hair down, my love – you know how much I love untangling that intricate hairdo, to let loose that cascade of hair as you shed the formal clothes of your office to transform into my Padmé. My woman, my wife – the you that no one else ever sees. Force, I miss you, Angel. Dream of my arms about you as I dream the same, and soon our dreams will again be reality.” “Oh, Ani, I dream….” Oh, how she longed to feel his arms around her, his fingers to dance through her hair and his lips to seek hers…oh, she dreamed all right; of utter, complete surrender to him. No man had ever had the ability to stir her blood as her Anakin. Compelling, intense, intoxicating…even in a hologram, he aroused desire in her as none before him ever had. No one else ever would. As long as the stars blazed in the heavens, their love would as well and should the stars ever go out – their passion would be enough to ignite them once more. The hologram winked out as Anakin and Padmé each blew a kiss towards the other. “My dear Asajj, I have heard from my master that our ranks have been diminished by one: your aide-de-camp Aidus is no longer with us.” Count Dooku dropped the words casually. Ventress’s eyes narrowed. “How so, my lord?” Her sibilant whisper cut the air, her anger almost palpable. “He died – at Skywalker’s blade, so my master has informed me.” Dooku waved a negligent hand. “He was a brute – a useful brute, but a brute nonetheless and his loss is hardly important in the scheme of things. He served his purpose well.” “Skywalker! That simpering love-sick Jedi, bah!” Ventress spat. How that brat of a Jedi managed to carry on a secret tawdry love affair with his little strumpet of a Senator was perhaps his only redeeming factor – his ability to deceive and distract with the best of the Sith. “He is powerful, my pet, do not make the mistake of underestimating him.” “Power is not quite everything, my master. Kenobi proved that.” “Do not deceive yourself; Kenobi is quite powerful,” Dooku reminded her with a curl of his lip. “His power in the Force comes from his connection to it – pure power, no, he’s not on the same level as Skywalker or Yoda, or even Mace Windu, but when he wields it, he wields it as well if not better than most.” Ventress smiled slowly, savoring her words, reminding the man she would have acknowledge her as apprentice, “Yet I had the power to reduce him, your ‘powerful Jedi,’ to a broken man, tormented by demons of my making.” Dooku’s eyes flashed. He spoke to her as if a child and Ventress flinched, for this was the man she had given her allegiance to and at whose side she wished to learn the secrets of the Sith. She desired power, and only he could help her achieve it. She did not wish to be feared; she wished to inspire terror by the mere mention of her name. Asajj Ventress, assassin, no, she wanted more than that. Asajj Ventress, dark lady of the Sith – ah, there lay power, there lay true fear. And Dooku could still cow her with a few well-chosen words. “No, my pet, ‘your Kenobi’ has thrown off your demons and regained his health. He is as he was. He will ever be so as long as he lives, hence he must lay dead at our feet before he will be defeated and no longer a threat. However, he is the least of our concerns at the moment. You are leading Skywalker on a merry chase as requested; you are doing well. He is to remain your current focus.” “He shall die at my hands,” Ventress promised, eyes flashing. “As you broke Kenobi?” A sardonic raised eyebrow greeted that. “My pet, make no promises you cannot keep. I desire results, not promises. My master wishes Skywalker to pursue you, not you to kill him. However, as for myself….” He shrugged elegant shoulders in a gesture more eloquent than the unspoken words. * “So, my dear Obi-Wan, you have recovered from my most tender ministrations,” Ventress hissed, turning away from the terminated holo-transmission. For some reason she was – pleased. It was a most uncomfortable feeling; she hated the Jedi more than any other being other than, perhaps, Skywalker. Or did she? Could it be she admired him on some level? Certainly the Jedi was no simpering coward: every scream of his had not been willingly given, no, each had been torn from him under duress, for a human body could only stand so much, Jedi or not. She had taken delight in each stroke of pain, the trickles and the streams of blood that had painted his bare skin in shades of red amongst the black and blue of bruising. He had been a delightful canvas to decorate, a taut, muscular body begging to be stroked with fingernails, vibroblades and lightsaber, each caress of her weapon a sensuous pleasure. The tip of her tongue wetted her lips at the memory: revealing the body beneath the disgusting clothes, as with the clone, had been intended as a tool of humiliation and had become instead a means of gratification and lust. Lust, indeed yes, for she had lusted to deface this paragon of virtue who in return for her mocking dared to joke about that which she mocked. Lust for Obi-Wan Kenobi as a man, no. Never. She had no interest in men, even such a man as he, no interest in coupling with another. And if reluctant admiration for the Jedi had grown, it had been solely because he had dared – dared! – to find and show compassion rather than submission and hate to the woman determined to break him. Had she allied Kenobi to her side, he the acolyte at her feet – NO! A vibroblade buried itself into the nearest wall, quivering from the force of her throw. How dare he. How dare he! Why, in the heart that she tried to deny existed, did she wish for him to reach out and take her hand? ** Jocasta Nu had long ago forgiven Obi-Wan Kenobi for proving her beloved archives less than flawless. As with any Jedi, truth revealed was truth accepted. When Master Yoda had checked into the possibility of the Archives being compromised – not to mention the glint in his eyes when he had casually remarked how Obi-Wan had reported from that non-existent planet - she had been forced to confront both her attachment to and belief that the Archives were above imprecision and imperfection. Shattered, too, had been her firm belief that Count Dooku was no more and no less than a former Jedi who yet held true to the guidance of the Force. Her former friend was now a fallen Jedi. A shared passion for precision and meticulous attention to detail had made them friends. When incontrovertible proof had linked Dooku to the Separatists cause, once his role in detaining Obi-Wan in captivity and his subsequent attempt to kill him on Geonosis, thwarted by first Anakin Skywalker then Yoda himself, had come to light, Jocasta had been forced to a realization that she had dwelt too long within a zone of certainty that was instead imprecise. Chastened and humbled, she had made amends as best she could. As a symbol of her apologies, she had left a datadisk with details of Kamino – few as they were – in the Kenobi-Skywalker quarters while both Jedi recovered from the wounds incurred on Geonosis. It had come back to her with Obi-Wan’s own data appended from his trip. Neither had ever since referred to Kamino in each other’s presence. When Obi-Wan had searched the archives for information on missing or presumed dead Jedi during a certain time period, she had quietly and efficiently assisted without comment; together they had pinned down a name for the Jedi who had found and saved a young girl on Rattatak from murder: Ky Naroc. With an archivist’s eye for detail, she remembered him quite well: a hearty man, physically strong, with a passion for getting involved in righteous causes. “He had a weak spot for the vulnerable and overlooked, much like your own master,” Jocasta stated, accessing the Jedi’s service record and missions. “He was lost years ago – a ship malfunction we thought. We never found a trace of him, though search parties had combed the sector where his last signal originated. Rattatak is outside the search boundaries.” “Space is infinite,” Obi-Wan agreed. All too many ships thrown out of hyperspace, damaged and/or limping with sub-light engines, wandered perhaps forever unless lucky enough to have transmitted reasonably accurate coordinates or lucky enough that a passing ship stumbled past. It was impossible to search all vectors, all sectors and all systems. Somehow Ky Naroc had drifted far from his last reported coordinates. “That’s the face of the statue,” he confirmed when Jocasta pulled up the Jedi’s last likeness. He had had a strong face with a determined chin, ears set close to the skull, and skin olivine in hue. Obi-Wan sat back in his chair, then leaned forward, hand in chin. “Is this of any help, Master Kenobi?” “I don’t know,” he admitted, rubbing his chin. Something deep within him told him Anakin would not find Ventress; if anyone were to, it would be him. Whilst a part of him shuddered at the thought and perhaps always would, it was a task he would shoulder willingly, for he alone bore the will to save her, perhaps the knowledge as well. Spitting defiance, bearing the splattered blood of her parents upon her, witness to her dying mother’s violation and her father’s stoic countenance as he had been forced to watch – struggling in the grip of the same warlords who would do to her as had been done to her mother – she had seen a hand extended to her, the hand of a Jedi, of Ky Naroc. She had taken his hand and moved towards the light, only to flee back into the dark of despair upon his murder. Witness to that scene by virtue of seeing into Osaka Kirske’s memories of his deeds that day long past – Obi-Wan knew he could do no less than Ky Naroc. He had to extend his own hand in forgiveness. Should she take his hand, he would pull her back from the dark on its behalf, should the Force allow him the opportunity. The Force whispered she could be saved, if he but tried. He was a Jedi and he could do no less. As a man, he wished he could do more. Note: Next chapter is "Obi-Wan's payback." Next one after that: Palps gets his chance to "congratulate" Obi-Wan on his escape & return to health in person. -----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. 2007-2008 the quality years
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GeneralKenobi7 Registered: Jan '09	Date Posted: 5/26 4:25am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	Except, perhaps, one – the one on whose behalf he had acted and whose stricken face still blazed within his mind’s eye. I love that line...I think it describes Anakin's and Obi-Wan's relationship prfectly in some ways, though Anakin really could ahve noticed it earlier that he didn't do Obi-Wan a favor Oh and that's so pure Obi-Wan; forgiving the person that really hurt him...but of course that's part of why we all love him -----signature----- Ewan Mace:"Sometimes a Jedi's most important duty is to stand and wait. I presume you've mentioned that to Anakin on occasion?" Obi-Wan: "Not more than twice a day." Proud Padawan to EG Kenobi
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charie Registered: Oct '07	Date Posted: 5/26 5:16am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	I think your Ventress and Dooku are perfect. Great chapter. Will Obi meet up with Ventress himself?
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 5/26 5:28am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	Out of two wonderful chapters, it was this bit that really just struck a chord with me. I'm not sure why, but it did. Maybe because it revealed so much of Jocasta's character, or maybe because her part of the story is so often ignored. Anyway... Jocasta Nu had long ago forgiven Obi-Wan Kenobi for proving her beloved archives less than flawless. As with any Jedi, truth revealed was truth accepted. When Master Yoda had checked into the possibility of the Archives being compromised – not to mention the glint in his eyes when he had casually remarked how Obi-Wan had reported from that non-existent planet - she had been forced to confront both her attachment to and belief that the Archives were above imprecision and imperfection. Shattered, too, had been her firm belief that Count Dooku was no more and no less than a former Jedi who yet held true to the guidance of the Force. Her former friend was now a fallen Jedi. A shared passion for precision and meticulous attention to detail had made them friends. When incontrovertible proof had linked Dooku to the Separatists cause, once his role in detaining Obi-Wan in captivity and his subsequent attempt to kill him on Geonosis, thwarted by first Anakin Skywalker then Yoda himself, had come to light, Jocasta had been forced to a realization that she had dwelt too long within a zone of certainty that was instead imprecise. Chastened and humbled, she had made amends as best she could. As a symbol of her apologies, she had left a datadisk with details of Kamino – few as they were – in the Kenobi-Skywalker quarters while both Jedi recovered from the wounds incurred on Geonosis. It had come back to her with Obi-Wan’s own data appended from his trip. Neither had ever since referred to Kamino in each other’s presence. -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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p_stotts Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 5/26 5:53am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	Wonderful post, Valairy! I'm back after a long weekend (4 days) and catching up on my reading. I especially love how you fleshed out Jocasta Nu. She's always been such a 2-dimensional character. It's refreshing to see the inner workings of her mind for a change. Which gives me an idea for my story! Yay! I love new ideas. Anyway, great job! I look forward to Obi-Wan's next meeting with Ventress. That should be an interesting confrontation. Then she'll fall and hit her head, get amnesia, and follow Obi-Wan around like a pathetic love-sick puppy. glances at JediXmanSerenaKenobi Then again, maybe not. -----signature----- How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand. - Larry the Cable Guy Proud master to Gkilkenny! Stories in my bio.
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MiralukaJedi Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 5/26 7:23am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	Interesting. I can just imagine that as somehow being extremely uncomfortable. The meeting with Palpatine of course. -----signature----- I'm amusing, if only to myself ~ a twisted sense of humour can do that to a person :; Call and Answer~ http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28668422/p1/?3 I, Exile~ http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29148129/p13
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 5/26 8:28am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	Witness to that scene by virtue of seeing into Osaka Kirske’s memories of his deeds that day long past – Obi-Wan knew he could do no less than Ky Naroc. He had to extend his own hand in forgiveness. Should she take his hand, he would pull her back from the dark on its behalf, should the Force allow him the opportunity. The Force whispered she could be saved, if he but tried. He was a Jedi and he could do no less. As a man, he wished he could do more. and he will do that on Boz Pity. Beautiful post with Anakin and his only love Padmé and Obi-Wan so true to the light side. -----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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Raptor517 Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 5/26 8:55am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	Here's a plot twist idea (Don't know if this is what you have in mind). Obi turns Ventress back, they team up and take down Dooku, Obi/Siri is revealed to Anakin who doesn't fall, and then beats Palpatine in an all-out, massive duel. Yep. That would be sweet. As for the sequel, are you looking for action help in writing, or plot ideas? Cause I am willing to help with both in any way. Raptor517 -----signature----- Piercing the Darkness http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28010631/p1/?1 His Brother's Words http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/26020497/p1/?3 Metamorphosis http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24997946/p5/?7 Intelligence vs Canon htt
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Veloz Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 5/26 2:41pm Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Siriwan Updated 052509. Ani's concerned for Obi; Dooku & Ventress speak
	This was a cool chapter as usual Loved the bits of Jocasta, since we dont really know that much about her. I found it kinda funny how she got upset at the events involving her precious Jedi archives in AOTC and how she 'forgave' Obi-Wan for them Interesting to read some of Ventress' thoughts regarding Obi-Wan. I do think deep down she admired the man and jedi, if for nothing else for the fact that she wasnt able to corrupt him the way she wanted to. Also, i thought the Anakin/Padme conversation was interesting. I couldnt help but giggle picturing Padme arriving to visit Obi-Wan and finding him in a rather compromising position Looking forward to the next two chapters, thanks for the tease! i'm sure Obi-Wan will get Siri good for what she did to him and Palpatine meets Obi? interesting indeed. -----signature----- "Hello there!" "Remember the Force will be with you..always" - Obi Wan Kenobi, ANH "Who's the more foolish...the fool or the fool who follows him?"- Obi Wan Kenobi, ANH
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Valairy_Scot Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 5/29 12:03am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Romance, Humor Updated 0529. Obi takes up his "lightsaber" against Siri - - Date Edited: 5/29 12:17am (1 edits total) Edited By: Valairy_Scot
	GeneralKenobi7 Oh and that's so pure Obi-Wan; forgiving the person that really hurt him...but of course that's part of why we all love him I think that’s one of Obi’s traits – he doesn’t hold grudges. charie Will Obi meet up with Ventress himself? In the sequel. VaderLVR64 Since I used a bit of Jocasta earlier, I wanted to use her again. I like to have minor characters pop up more than once so they don’t seem throwaway. p_stotts I look forward to Obi-Wan's next meeting with Ventress. That should be an interesting confrontation. Then she'll fall and hit her head, get amnesia, and follow Obi-Wan around like a pathetic love-sick puppy. glances at JediXmanSerenaKenobi I’ll leave that plot to her…good thing she's one of the many that doesn’t read my stories or she might feel you’re giving her plots to me! MiralukaJedi I can just imagine that as somehow being extremely uncomfortable. The meeting with Palpatine of course. It’ll be – interesting. earlybird-obi-wan and he will do that on Boz Pity. In canon raptor517 Here's a plot twist idea (Don't know if this is what you have in mind). Obi turns Ventress back, they team up and take down Dooku, Obi/Siri is revealed to Anakin who doesn't fall, and then beats Palpatine in an all-out, massive duel. Hmm…interesting. As for the sequel, are you looking for action help in writing, or plot ideas? Cause I am willing to help with both in any way. Mainly plot – battle tactics, etc. I’ll PM you, but I want some confrontations and I need to set up the scenario, etc. Veloz Interesting to read some of Ventress' thoughts regarding Obi-Wan. I do think deep down she admired the man and jedi, if for nothing else for the fact that she wasnt able to corrupt him the way she wanted to. A lot of fans seem to think she was “hot for Obi” (not that any of us could blame her, right!?!? Maybe she'll try to break up Siri and Obi, and Siri will "off" her! ) Well...last chapter wasn't my favorite (mainly a way to catch up with the non-Siriwan story) so here's another chapter to enjoy - I hope you find it funny. Boy, now that I've lost about 2/3 of the PM list, the PM'ing goes a lot faster - good thing we only have a few more chapters to go. Chapter 31. Mayhem in Motion Lightsabers flashed in a kaleidoscope of colors, clashing and disengaging as a calm voice cajoled and encouraged, threw out a remote or foot, occasionally adroitly dancing aside from an azure or emerald slash. The scene was reminiscent of a tapestry being woven in shades of potentially lethal light. The imaginative and artistic side of the watching Jedi, rarely given free expression, appreciated this display of visual poetry even as it keenly dissected the movements into combat moves of deflection and attack, of parry and strike. “Keep your focus, but not too tightly, be aware of your surroundings as much as your opponent’s blades.” A hint of a smile at the instructor’s own ignorance of his presence tugged at Obi-Wan’s mouth, standing unnoticed in the doorway. These students had learned well what the instructor taught, he noted, his attention back on what seemed controlled chaos. The apprentices were well balanced and in tune with the Force, their weapons nearly an extension of themselves as they should. The Jedi master remembered that stage in his own training – the delight when it all came together and the quiet frustration when it didn’t. Qui-Gon had been patient with him, teaching him how to release that frustration that hindered him, how to relax and how to let the Force flow freely through him and direct his movements. Learning to surrender to the Force had taken much work; now it was second nature to him. True mastery of the Force, such as was achievable by mere sentient beings with a limited life span, came only from true surrender. To be a knight was to know oneself; to be a master was to know that one knew far too little if one only knew oneself. These students would learn as well, given sufficient time, time that war might not give them. In all the fights and clashes he had participated in as a padawan, his master had been at his side or nearby, his presence reassuring and steadying, despite the opposition. Such teamwork had helped keep him alive many a time; times where he would have been overwhelmed had he been on his own. He hadn’t had to use his lightsaber skills in outnumbered battles – outright war – all but unsupported and right out of this stage of training; these padawans would, more than likely. Facing an entire army, with one’s master equally occupied, left a padawan no room for error or indecision. He had been older, more skilled, more prepared, yet he had only barely survived his last fight as a padawan: he had fought not knowing if his master was dying or dead near him; fought alone and nearly died for that lack of support. Had he been younger, the age of these padawans, he would not have survived – would not have been able to let go of his human emotions and fill himself with the Force instead. These thoughts, these memories, brought a mixture of pleasure and sadness to his face. Some of these padawans would fall. He knew it, Siri knew it, and the padawans knew it. If wishes could end wars, he would wish with every fiber of his being. Wars, however, were not won or lost by wishes; wars continued despite wishes. Wars needed to be won or lost, negotiated to an end, but never – never could they just be wished away. With a silent sigh, he dismissed his unproductive musing and let those thoughts go – let the moment merely be itself. In this moment he would appreciate the grace of the movements and the flow of the Force. At a momentary lull he spoke up, not bothering to hide his inner amusement as he remembered his reason for pausing on his way past. “I’m flattered to hear, Knight Tachi, that you have every confidence in my lightsaber skills.” Siri looked up, startled at the unexpected comment. “I was wondering if you’d care for a repeat performance, a further demonstration?” “I, ah,” she looked around at her students, wide-eyed. “Practice makes perfect, you know, so I thought…?” Obi-Wan lounged comfortably against the doorway, arms crossed; he gazed at her with a hint of a raised eyebrow. “Of…of course, but I have class….” Her discomfiture was rather enjoyable; a sad state for a Jedi. He should not find amusement in this, but he did. Teasing was something he didn’t usually indulge in but this was one opportunity he just couldn’t pass up – he would never get another chance like this and he was in just too good a frame of mind to wear his usual serenity. The padawans looked between the two adults, picking up nuances of amusement not easily associated with the actual words spoken. Knight Tachi’s loss of composure was just as unexpected as Master Kenobi’s obvious enjoyment of such. “The healers saw no objections, no need for you to go easy on me. You have their permission to take full advantage,” Obi-Wan paused; then threw her a wicked grin, “of my recovered state of health.” “You want to – to spar?” It was pathetic, almost, how she almost squeaked the words. The padawans were politely pretending disinterest, though curiosity ran rampant through the Force. Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, looked down and patted his hip as if to be certain he hadn’t mistaken what was attached to his belt, before returning his gaze to her. “A perfect opportunity, don’t you think? After all, I do have my lightsaber with me, and after what you said to Master Gallia earlier, well, I thought you might like to see it in action and, er, confirm your conclusion as to my - capabilities.” The rakish grin came out now, when the man’s amusement overrode the Jedi’s serene face. Siri understood now – her eyes narrowed, promising retribution later on. “Find me after class, and I’ll find out just what you’re made of, Master Kenobi. Today’s class is already scheduled and an impromptu spar would be best at another time.” “Of course.” He bowed, nodded to the padawans and headed to a small training room to loosen up with some remotes. He knew he was going to pay for those remarks, but it had been worth it – the redoubtable knight had not been reduced to such a state since she was a junior padawan. He hadn’t feel so young and carefree in – decades, if ever, really. Force, it felt good. And if someone heard him whistling a lighthearted tune under his breath, he really didn’t care. ** He was powering off his lightsaber with one hand and reaching for a towel to wipe the sheen of sweat from his face with the other when a slight whisper through the Force warned him that several remotes had been triggered and a number of bolts were about to strike him. If he hadn’t already known who was there, Obi-Wan might easily have thought his padawan had returned unannounced and decided to retaliate for his master’s earlier “sneak attack.” With a quick flick of his thumb to activate the on switch, the Jedi casually whipped his lightsaber over his shoulder and behind him and deflected several bolts, sidestepping another few as he swung about to see Siri standing, hands on hips and shaking her head. “Your reflexes are back, Kenobi.” She deactivated the remotes and called them back to her hand, all the while gazing at him without a hint of a smile on her face. He knew her too well, though, to be deceived. “As I told you last night, my midis are the healthiest they’ve been in ages, I swear I feel them practically dancing in my cells. My connection is fully restored; even the healers agree.” Siri’s eyes widened. “So, ah, how did the healers – you saw them, ah, what did you tell them?” She floundered for words. Obi-Wan frowned. “As little as possible.” He coughed and added, “I said my Force connection had, ah, suddenly intensified. From a certain point of view, that was the absolute truth.” He scratched the back of his head and grinned at her. “Neille said that it must have been one heck of a Force surge to stimulate the midis like that – and apparently a pleasurable one to boot since I had elevated levels of oxytocin in my system - but that it worked and that whatever I did I should do again if necessary – but he didn’t think it would be.” “Oh, fine, okay, then.” Siri bit her lip and looked at her feet. Before she could look up to reveal the grin she was trying to restrain, Obi-Wan was before her, one finger lifting her chin so he could meet her eyes. He was grinning, too, not at all fooled, though he quickly sobered. “All joking aside, Siri, as much as we both enjoy pointed innuendo, it has to end if we’re to remain discreet about our relationship, at least in front of others, especially tongue-wagging padawans. Besides, I do really take it – us – too seriously to joke about it.” He dropped a light kiss on her nose and stepped back, powering his lightsaber up and bringing it into first position. As soon as Siri was in position, Obi-Wan attacked, nearly making a kill point with his first strike. “Expect the unexpected,” he chided. He usually fought defensively and the female Jedi barely parried his unexpected stroke. “Bring it on, big boy,” Siri retorted. Since there was no one else present, he couldn’t resist one last quip as he ducked and sidestepped her counterstrike. “Ah, I see I’ve grown in your estimation.” He winked as Siri gaped at him; her surprise almost allowed him a second chance at a win point but her recovery was as quick as her return quip. “We’ll see about that, Kenobi. Tonight, if you think you’re up to it.” This time she almost scored on him. -----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. 2007-2008 the quality years
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GeneralKenobi7 Registered: Jan '09	Date Posted: 5/29 6:07am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Romance, Humor Updated 0529. Obi takes up his "lightsaber" against Siri -
	“Bring it on, big boy,” Siri retorted. Since there was no one else present, he couldn’t resist one last quip as he ducked and sidestepped her counterstrike. “Ah, I see I’ve grown in your estimation.” He winked as Siri gaped at him; Well, Siri, you should have seen that coming Her embarrassment in front of the younglings was so cute -----signature----- Ewan Mace:"Sometimes a Jedi's most important duty is to stand and wait. I presume you've mentioned that to Anakin on occasion?" Obi-Wan: "Not more than twice a day." Proud Padawan to EG Kenobi
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p_stotts Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 5/29 6:14am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Romance, Humor Updated 0529. Obi takes up his "lightsaber" against Siri -
	Since there was no one else present, he couldn’t resist one last quip as he ducked and sidestepped her counterstrike. “Ah, I see I’ve grown in your estimation.” He winked as Siri gaped at him; her surprise almost allowed him a second chance at a win point but her recovery was as quick as her return quip. “We’ll see about that, Kenobi. Tonight, if you think you’re up to it.” This time she almost scored on him. Loved this part. Go Siri! Use every... er... weapon... in your arsenal to gain an advantage! Lovely, light post, Val! Thanks for the PM. -----signature----- How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand. - Larry the Cable Guy Proud master to Gkilkenny! Stories in my bio.
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Veloz Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 5/29 11:21am Subject: Truths of the Heart. AU, Romance, Humor Updated 0529. Obi takes up his "lightsaber" against Siri -
	I love surprise chapters Good for Obi in getting Siri back but i get the feeling Siri will get the last laugh here [face_mischief, i think Obi-Wan might be in over his head here Thanks for the pm lovely chapter to end the working week right -----signature----- "Hello there!" "Remember the Force will be with you..always" - Obi Wan Kenobi, ANH "Who's the more foolish...the fool or the fool who follows him?"- Obi Wan Kenobi, ANH
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