Hospitality--JA

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Jedi Gryph Grin, now you've got me confused. Isn't nine a.m. later in the day than three a.m.?

Well, Lwyn'nya Kenobi, this is a pleasant change, to have you begging me for once!

Next post in a few hours!

 

*pounds fist on keyboard* What is it with you people and a few hours. (see worst thing a jedi could go through.)

Like I said. I won't be alive...I mean awake in three hourse. Sheesh. I'm up late as it is. 12:10 A.M.

I need to go raid the kitchen before it gets any later. Beef stew and rolls. yum.

 

Obi-Wan opened his eyes, blinking against the bright light. Every nerve ending in his body throbbed, and the room spun slowly around him. Through the roaring in his ears, he could hear two people arguing. Their voices were penetratingly loud.

"He is very ill. Get a medic here at once."That sounded vaguely like Qui-Gon, but it couldn't be, because his master was on the other side of the planet.

"It's just a side effect. Let him sleep it off and he'll be fine."Was that Betwioh?

"Are you so sure? Have you really seen this that often?"

"It happens sometimes."

A new voice, softer, joined the conversation."We've got some medicine here for when the children get sick. We can give him something for pain and fever, and if he's not better by this afternoon, I'll call a medic myself."

"Thank you, Yrnan, I would be grateful."

Silence. Obi-Wan felt the sheet being pulled back, and squinted up to see Yrnan bending over him. She smiled reassuringly and said,"I'm giving you some fever medication."

The cylinder felt like an explosion against his arm and Obi-Wan cried out, pulling away from Yrnan's grip and gladly letting himself succumb to the darkness that was creeping up on him.

*****

After Yrnan had administered the cylinder, Qui-Gon waited several minutes to make sure that it was having the desired effect. Iorn was dancing impatiently in the doorway, and eventually, Qui-Gon decided that Obi-Wan's temperature was actually receding. He followed the young boy down the stairs and through the house, then outside into the inner bailey. Eald joined them along the way, and Qui-Gon showed them his light saber, even letting them both hold it, then went through one of the katas for them. Afterwards, he returned to find Khian, and spent the rest of the morning briefing her on the planet's situation and making sure she understood the different demands that each side had made on the other. Although she had been away a long time, Khian quickly grasped the main concepts, and they finished just in time for lunch.

*****

The next time Obi-Wan woke up, the pain and dizziness had practically disappeared, but he felt so fatigued that even keeping his eyes open was an effort. He wasn't even sure that he was really awake, and thought he might still be dreaming, especially when he saw Qui-Gon standing near the bed, looking down at him in relief."Hello, Obi-Wan."

He managed to make a sound that passed for a greeting.

"Feeling better?"

"Mmh hmmh."

"Do you want to get up and have something to eat?"

"Hunh unh."

"I never thought I'd see the day that Obi-Wan didn't want to eat. You really must be dying."Qui-Gon was smiling as he spoke.

"Mmh hmmh."It was easier to agree.

"Go back to sleep, Padawan."

Obi-Wan could not have kept his eyes open even if he'd wanted to.

 

YEAH! At last a post! I've been checking this one for days!

Now I'm dying to know what happens next! Post more...SOON!

 

All right! I'm glad Obi-Wan is feeling better. Thanks for the post, it was awesome!
If I had stayed up another hour I would have been able to read this before I went to bed. Oh well.

 

Jane what is Betwioh's reason for not getting Obi-Wan medical atention. Could it be that the torture machine is outlawed in his country and he could be kicked out of office if a healer reported it?

 

Pssst! Jane Jinn and Gryph Grin, you're coming to the same conclusion, but just coming to it at different angles.

Post more Jane Jinn! Also I feel it easier that when Gryph is talking to just nod your head and walk away.

 

Another great post!!!!! Keep em comin'

 

Haven't been here in a bit. Wonderful couple of posts Jane. I'm always awed by the quality of your posts. (in all your stories.)

 

Wonderful story, Jane Jinn! You're such a talented writer!!!! I can't wait for more!!!

 

R U Sidious, dagnabbit, I never thought of that. No, Betwioh is telling the truth, but also (I hope) revealing that he does this all the time and only considers Obi-Wan to be one in a long line of unimportant torture victims...

When lunch was over, Qui-Gon and Khian asked Governor Betwioh if they could speak to him in private. The man showed them into his office on the ground floor of the castle, and they sat down on opposite sides of the desk. After a moment, Qui-Gon spoke.

"Governor Betwioh, may I present to you Governor Teokhian Harjis."

"What?"the man laughed.

"This is not a joke, Governor. Her father, Sceatt Harjis, died yesterday. She is his heir and is now the unofficial governor of Harjis Territory. It is legal for her to negotiate in the peace talks. Would you prefer to fly to No Man's City, or can we finish it here?"

"If this is true, Master Jinn, then I would prefer to finish it here."

"I wish you to be perfectly aware that Governor Harjis is under my protection. Whatever decisions she makes will be her own free will and not because she feels threatened."

There was a pause, and then Betwioh said,"I understand. Let's talk peace, then."

Khian's voice was steady and clear as she said,"First, I demand an apology for being tortured."

Betwioh looked surprised, but said,"I considered it a political necessity at the time. However, I formally apologise for torturing you, Governor Harjis."

"Apology accepted,"Khian said coldly."Thank you. Now, as Master Jinn pointed out, I am making these decisions of my own free will. I am willing to give in to most of the demands you originally made to my father, but not all of them. I am counting on your willingness to compromise a little as well."

Betwioh was amenable, and they spent the afternoon discussing the details, not arguing, merely clarifying each individual situation. At long last, they had covered everything, and Qui-Gon witnessed as they each signed the treaties.

When they had finished, Qui-Gon suggested,"I know that Governor Harjis would like to return home now and tell her people the good news."

"Of course. It was my pleasure to have you as my guest, Governor. I am sorroy to see you go so soon,"Betwioh said.

"Thank you for your hospitality,"Khian replied icily. She stood up and left the room, and Qui-Gon followed her upstairs. When they were alone in the corridor, she shook her head."Of all the two-faced politicians I have ever met...!"

Qui-Gon said nothing, but he had to use a great deal of self-control not to agree with her. Khian then went to change into her own clothing, and Qui-Gon turned away to check on Obi-Wan, but was surprised to hear someone racing up the stairs behind him.

"Master Jinn!"

"Arun?"

"My father tells me that Khian is leaving?"Arun's distress was written all over his face.

"Yes, she has asked me to convey her home again,"Qui-Gon confirmed.

"Are you taking Obi-Wan with you, or would you like me to stay here and make sure nothing else happens to him?"

"I'll take him with me,"Qui-Gon said. He was determined to carry Obi-Wan to the ship, if needs be, but he was not prepared to leave him here a minute longer than necessary. A moment later, Khian's door opened and she came out, her face brightening visibly at the sight of Arun.

"Khian, I'd like to come with you, if I may? I--don't really want to stay under the same roof as my father anymore,"Arun blurted out, playing nervously with his new braid."If you'll allow me to accompany you, that is? Not as a hostage, just as a friend?"

"Of course you may,"said Khian, smiling and reaching out for his hand."But not just as a friend, I hope..."

Qui-Gon moved silently away to Obi-Wan's room, giving them the chance to be alone for a few moments.

 

More!

 

Yes! Uppers! (Small whisper) Are you gonna to end it here?

 

No, I bet we will have to deal Cyning! I'm sure he'll have a trick up his sleeve, just to make the story longer and give us more torture!

*********

Obi: Yes! It's ending! Happy ending!
Jane: You unplugged my computer again.
Obi: (innocently) Who me? Why no, Jane, never!
JANE: You did. And just for that I'll have Cyning shoot your ship down and take you prisoner. Or maybe I'll think of something else. . .

Obi-Wan: NOOOOOOOOO! eek.gif

 

Ha ha ha ha! That was funny Amidolee.
This story is great Jane Jinn! Please hurry with more!

 

Thank the Force I got in just before the end!
This is just as good as 'Gunshot Wedding' Jane Jinn. You are a true writer. Oh have you thought of making our dear Obi-Wan run through a land mine field?
I know how to say 'windscreen wiper' in German. I had a German friend, she made me learn a couple of words.
Keep going! I love it!

 

LOL@Amidolee.
That was funny.
Thats probably what he is thinking too.
Gosh wouldn't it be weird if Obi-Wan really did exist in another Galaxy and he saw all this torture fanfic. ROFLOL how funny.
Okay I think I have had to much coke. I think I need another one now. Hmmm

Okay Jane Jinn post more.

 

Amidolee, that was good!

Obi-Wan opened his eyes, glancing suspiciously around the room. He felt better. Not perfect, but much better than he had felt. His clothes were damp and yucky with sweat, and he sat up slowly, hoping he wouldn't be too dizzy to strip them off and take a shower. Upon standing up, he discovered that he only felt a little weak, not dizzy at all. He stripped down, found a towel, and barely had time to knot it around his waist before the door opened and Qui-Gon stepped in.

"Master! You're here!"he croaked. His voice was even hoarser than the day before.

"Yes, Obi-Wan, I'm here,"Qui-Gon smiled."I've been here most of the night and all day to-day. In fact, I think we had a brief conversation before lunch in which you agreed that you were dying. I'm glad to see it's not true and you're actually on your feet again."

"I thought it was a dream,"Obi-Wan admitted.

Qui-Gon took a closer look at the bruises on his face."Did Betwioh give you those?"

"One or two. Arun gave me most of them, actually."

"Arun. Was that before or after you suggested that he give himself up as a hostage?"

Obi-Wan knelt down immediately and bowed his head."I am so sorry, master. I really thought it would work. I never dreamed that anything could go wrong. I didn't know I was sending him into a trap! I was selfish, master, and I was scared, but I just didn't want to be tortured again!"

"Stop, Obi-Wan, slow down. What do you mean, sending him into a trap?"

"Cyning Harjis has him by now and he said he's not going to give him back, master. Now Governor Betwioh has lost his son and it's all my fault"Obi-Wan felt so miserable that he buried his face in his hands in shame, unable to look his master in the face like a Jedi.

"Obi-Wan, don't you remember last night?"

"Betwioh tortured me--"

Looking briefly at the still-red scars that crisscrossed his Padawan's back and wincing inwardly at the memory of so much pain in the last few days, Qui-Gon placed his hand on Obi-Wan's head."Stop. Listen to me, Padawan. You sent Arun to Harjis Territory and told him to find me."

"And you weren't there, master, and now Cyning has him--"

"Sshhh, I told you to listen to me. I was there, Obi-Wan, he came to me."

"What?"Obi-Wan glanced up."But Cyning said--"

"The disguise worked, Obi-Wan. Cyning Harjis saw only what he thought to be my Padawan, and forgot it soon afterwards. I brought Arun back here for his own protection, but I also came back to tell Khian that her father is dead. Cyning Harjis killed him and is keeping it a secret. He does not know that I know, otherwise he would not have let me come. I suspect that he hopes Betwioh will carry out his threat and execute Khian, and the way will then be free for him to become Governor of Harjis Territory. Arun would not have been safe there if Cyning had known who he was, so we came back. Arun is home again and there is no harm done."

"He's safe now?"Obi-Wan sighed in relief as Qui-Gon confirmed it, then added,"Khian said Cyning was her cousin. She also suspected he might be planning a coup, but we thought he was just hoping that her father would die."

"Yes, but now that her father is dead, Khian is now Governor Harjis. And while you've been asleep, the new Governor has negotiated with Governor Betwioh and the peace treaties have been signed. Peace is official. I was just about to fly Khian home and advise Cyning of these new facts."

"I wouldn't be allowed to come, would I?"Obi-Wan asked plaintively."I don't mean to be disrespectful, but I just don't want to be a guest here any longer."

"To tell the truth, Padawan, I am refusing to let you enjoy the Betwioh hospitality even a moment longer. I'm just glad you can walk, so that I don't have to carry you into the ship."

"I'll get dressed right away."Obi-Wan was surprised to see Qui-Gon motion towards a nearby chair, then grinned in delight as he saw his Jedi clothing, cleaned and neatly folded in a pile. His boots stood side by side underneath.

"You have time for a quick shower if you like. I'll get your light

 

Yeah, just as well he didn't have that cold shower. Knowing Obi-Wan's luck he'd have gone and caught hypothermia!

 

True. Browsing through this forum, you have to feel that Obi-Wan's the unluckiest padawan around. He loses his memory, gets tortured once every two months, gets abandoned by his master annually, and keeps getting picked on by either Xanatos or Bruck. This guy needs some Chicken Soup for the Soul! Oh, well. At least we're entertained. (hehe)

 

Just for the sake of art and literary achievement, please have him slowly boiled in a hot vat of oil, please, JJ. I always wondered what Obi-Wan would do under that situation.

 

Ahhh. Jane Jinn, I enjoy your stories so much. You help me to remember that even if I'm having a bad day, Obi's will be much worse.

 

After saying good-bye to the Betwioh family, they boarded the ship. Khian and Arun sat in silence, simply holding hands. Arun had told his father that he would be bringing back the ship that he had borrowed, and Betwioh had reluctantly agreed to let him go. Obi-Wan offered to pilot, but Qui-Gon took the controls instead, and they flew through the darkness into the dawn on the other side of the planet, landing outside the Harjis Palace. Seeing the bomb crater and the scratches on the wall of the palace, Khian was shocked."The Betwioh Estate wasn't damaged at all."

"We're farther away from the capitol,"Arun explained with an apologetic shrug."I'm sorry.

"It's not your fault. I just hope there never has to be a war again."

"So do I."

They were escorted into the dining room where Cyning Harjis was expected for breakfast soon. Khian was recognised and greeted by almost everybody, and was still in conversation with them when Cyning came in.

"Well, Master Jinn, I hear you've freed the hostages. Has Betwioh agreed to resume the negotiations?"

"Actually, Counselor, the negotiations are over and the peace treaty has already been signed,"Qui-Gon reported.

There was a gasp of delighted surprise and then a few of the officials around the table cheered.

"Signed? By whom? Governor Harjis is still too ill to even sit up."

"Is he ill, Counselor? Or is he dead?"

Silence fell in the room and everybody turned to look at Cycning. His expression changed to one of shock, and then anger."Of course he's not dead!"

"Who has seen Governor Harjis since he was taken ill?"Qui-Gon demanded, glancing around the room. Nobody said anything, and he continued,"The Force let me know that he is dead. Any of you can go and look for yourselves. The body is still in his private apartment, isn't it, Counselor? Or have you had it moved in the meantime?"

"I--no!"

Several of the on-lookers broke away and scurried through the door, but most remained, staring at Cyning in horrified astonishment. After a moment, the Counselor said off-handedly,"He might well have died during the night, it is possible that I was not informed."

"He has been dead for a day and a half,"Qui-Gon reported coldly."And yet you said nothing, Counselor. Why was that? It would have changed things, wouldn't it, if it were known that Khian was now Governor Harjis? She would have been negotiating with Governor Betwioh, not you. And that's exactly what happened. She is now Governor Harjis. She had negotiated, and she has signed the treaty."

Khian pulled out the rolled documents and laid them on the table."Here they are. We are now officially at peace with Betwioh Territory."

Cyning scanned the treaty, becoming angrier as he read thet erms that had been agreed on."This is unacceptable! This is madness!"

"Do you know, Cyning, I think you wanted me dead,"said Khian provokingly, and both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan moved closer, ready to protect her."You hoped that Governor Betwioh would have me executed. I also know you killed my father somehow. I don't know exactly how, but we are certain that you are responsible. Not to mention the fact that somebody betrayed my whereabouts to Governor Betwioh so that he was able to kidnap me in the first place, and I know that was you, or somebody working under your instructions! You might even have found a scapegoat, but I know that you are ultimately responsible for everything that has happened here. Guards! Take Cyning to the dungeons!"

Even before she'd finished speaking, Cyning reached out and grabbed the blaster from the holster of the bodyguard next to him, then fired at Khian. Sensing his intentions, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon ignited their light sabers, and Qui-Gon deflected the blast into the wall. Cyning fired again, but Obi-Wan was already leaping over the table towards him. This was the man, his mind told him instantly with a surge of anger. It was Cyning's fault that he had been tortured twice, and Khian once, and both of them very nearly executed. He wanted to kill Cyning, or at least make the counselor feel the

 

And now we can have a big happy ending in which Khian and Arun get married and Obi-Wan decides to take a vacation?
Uppers!

Boil him in that vat of hot oil, pretty please?(I must be rather sick. Oh, well. An hour of Tae Kwon Doe has left me aching all over and feeling grouchy.)