Saga MMM challenge Musings of Obi-Wan Kenobi

Musings of Obi-Wan Kenobi
Author: Earlybird-obi-wan
Timeframe: clone wars
Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi
Genre: mush
Summary: a little piece with Obi-Wan musing about birthdays of him and Siri.
Note: is a part of my Nano story
Disclaimer: Star Wars is owned by G.L. and the mouse

The garden of a thousand fountains was eerily quiet. Only leaves, making dappled patterns on the grass and paths, were rustling in the artificial wind. The artificial sun was setting giving the trees and bushes and waterfalls and fountains a yellow glow.
The Jedi high council had ended a session – mainly about where and when to deploy troops – one hour ago.
One of their members had – after visiting the famous Jedi cook Serinka in his restaurant for a quick meal – sauntered towards the garden of a thousand fountains.

He was Obi-Wan. He remembered.

Seven days and he would celebrate Siri’s birthday if Republic command didn’t send her or him away with troops to fight another battle. But being on the Jedi high council he could try – or do as Master Yoda always reminded him – to be in the Jeditemple on that day. Obi-Wan’s last birthday – his 37th – was held in captivity. He was in the dungeons on Ratatak. Master Yoda sure would approve. The little master saw the pure love between the two Jedi and the bond formed after the horrible events on Jabiim and Ratatak. Siri had been in a way responsible for his full recovery. Midi-chlorians – asleep, no hibernating and quite unresponsive – had been healed. Healers – among them Kaagi Adin and Aaqu Maerhin – were still wondering why and how the midis started to behave again.

Obi-Wan still had dreams about what had been done to him by Asajj Ventress. He knew why. He wanted to lead her to redemption. He had heard about her upbringing on Ratatak. He had seen the statue of Ky Narec, a Jedi – presumed lost – who had a great influence on the child. He had felt her anguish when he had taken the lightsaber from Ky Narec. That was after escaping with Alpha. During his captivity he had felt the insecurity of Asajj Ventress when she was torturing him. A Sithmask had been conquered by him. Pure and unconditional love had been responsible for that. Inside her he had discovered a spark of good, of light and a very frightened little girl. Going after her would have to wait. He didn’t know where Asajj Ventress or her master Count Dooku was. Dreams, haunting dreams about Asajj Ventress; he coped with them as they came. Siri mostly was there – if not in person she was brushing his mind – when he woke after such a dream. Or she managed to meet him in one of the meditation places he favoured since his childhood.

The war had aged him. Fine lines of worry were now marring his handsome face. Siri teased him endlessly with his greying temples and the occasionally grey hairs in his Nerf-fur. Beards and moustaches were invariably called Nerf-fur by Siri. And he had argued with her since he had begun to grow the Nerf-fur. ‘It makes me more adult. Look at those civilians,’ was his comment when he saw members of the Jedi temple fire-department on an exercise. Siri had replied that firefighters always spotted Nerf-fur under their noses.

A small smile appeared on the worried face when he saw a little furry rodent sitting on its haunches and with twitching hairs. “Hello Luciano.” He remembered Siri calling the rodent by that name unaware that the real Luciano was in hearing distance with his mates from the Jedi temple fire-department and having an exercise in the garden. Sure Luciano Robi had appeared, had seen the rodent and had called his mates – all sporting Nerf-fur – and had begun a ‘who resembles the rodent the most’ competition. Luciano won with his brown moustache.
Thanks to Siri Tachi; she commented on all the Nerf-fur and had the firefighters laughing.

Obi-Wan sat down to meditate and saw the rodent resuming what he or she had been doing; eating from the succulent leaves. He put his comlink on a patch of grass.

 

Sweet and quiet reminiscing.

 

Obi-Wan sat down to meditate and saw the rodent resuming what he or she had been doing; eating from the succulent leaves. He put his comlink on a patch of grass.

Liked this one a lot. As sweet as chocolate!

 

Aw, sweet him thinking about Siri

 

Very nice!

 

Thanks all for reading. The large story with more Siri and Obi-Wan is now up