The Dance (JA fanfic by Katherine Tate)

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  1. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    Hello everyone another favourite story by a wonderful author. Most of you may already read this story. If you have read it read it again(this is a story you can never get tired of) and if you have NOT read it well I know you will enjoy this one. LOL besure to feedback PLEASE. You can also feedback to the author directly to her e mail address below.

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    The Dance

    Obi-Wan watched the dancers from the mezzanine with admiration. He had a perfect view of the dance floor and his position allowed him to appreciate the beauty of the coordinated movement. He wished, and not for the first time, that all assignments could end on such a jubilant note. It seemed only just to reward hard labour with a little celebrating.

    With a grin he turned to Qui-Gon to observe his master's reaction. But Qui-Gon appeared distracted, not watching the dancing at all. Obi-Wan's grin faded slowly. Qui-Gon never did enjoy parties very much and this was the fourth night of festivities.

    They had come to the colony of Valinass to oversee the ratification of a treaty between the colonists and their homeworld, Galen. For nearly one hundred years the colonists and the homeworlders had been at odds, sometimes violently so. That they were now willing to work together in harmony was truly cause for celebration.

    Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon had accompanied delegates from the homeworld and their duties included escorting them back to Galen. For this Obi-Wan was grateful, as it meant sharing in the festivities. Otherwise he was sure Qui-Gon would have found some excuse for them to leave four days ago.

    Obi-Wan knew Qui-Gon was concerned about the way things had gone. Even though the treaty, with fair and just terms, had been agreed to, signed and witnessed, his master was troubled. Obi-Wan knew why. He also had sensed something not quite sincere about the demeanor of the homeworld delegation.

    However, Qui-Gon's suspicions had not borne fruit. From everyone's point of view the treaty was the beginning of a more prosperous and peaceful chapter in the colony's history.

    "Are you enjoying yourselves, my Jedi friends?" Sazi, a delegate of small size and sharp wit, came to stand between them. Qui-Gon acknowledged her with a nod but Obi-Wan was vocal.

    "Very much," he told her with a smile.

    "Them come dance with me," she invited him, pulling on his arm.

    "" Obi-Wan tried to protest. "I don't know how."

    She continued to pull him towards the stairs, unconcerned by his reluctance.

    "I can easily teach it to you. It's a very simple step."

    Obi-Wan cast a look over his shoulder at Qui-Gon but received no help from that corner. Resigned he followed Sazi to the dance floor. She told him how to stand and then pressed her palms against his.

    "Just follow me," she murmured, showing him some steps. After a few moments Obi-Wan felt confident enough to stop watching his feet and look her in the eyes. She was staring at him so frankly he averted his gaze to the other dancers.

    "You see? It's not so difficult. I can't believe that the Jedi don't teach you to dance. You have such graceful movements it's a pity to waste them."

    In the time they'd spent together Sazi had proven to be extremely curious about Jedi customs and practices. Her curiosity had not been satisfied by any details given by either Qui-Gon, who had all but ignored her, or Obi-Wan, who had proven surprisingly evasive. Not that Sazi was going to give up. She was as persistent as she was curious.

    Just prior to landing on Valinass she'd grilled Obi-Wan about the roles and responsibilities of a Jedi. When he'd told her that the Jedi defended those who could not defend themselves she'd become very thoughtful.

    "I wonder who on Valinass is defenseless, the colonists or the homeworlders?" Sazi had murmured. Obi-Wan had stared at her with a perplexed look.

    "No one. That is not our purpose here."

    "Or so you believe, young Jedi," Sazi had said, proving that she could be equally as cryptic.

    "I bet you don't get to
  2. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    I promise to try and post parts on a daily basis.

    Kim B
  3. Kelly Kenobi Jedi Master

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    Very interesting!!!

    What is making everyone sick, is Obi-Wan getting sick himself? One can only hope

    Look forward to reading more!
  4. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    Next part two more parts to go.

    Kim B

    Qui-Gon walked swiftly from the government house towards the medical centre. Dusk was falling and the gloom of the impending darkness matched his mood. In just two days the colony had changed from celebrating a bright future to wondering if there would be a future. The disease had ripped through the settlements like a wildfire and neither the medical droids nor the human healers had been able to come up with anything to stop the progression.

    There could be only one conclusion to this tragedy. The potential death toll would be enormous.

    Qui-Gon had just spent the afternoon going over all the data with several healers from Coruscant via an ever weakening communications link. The only theory that kept coming back to the forefront was that, due to the many generations apart, the homeworlders had inadvertently infected the colonists with a bug that was harmless on Galen. None of the delegation members had contracted the disease so far.

    Qui-Gon didn't like that theory very much. Though he couldn't help but lend it credence by admitting he'd been suspicious of the delegation for no good reason. Just a vague sensation of insincerity.

    Entering the medical centre Qui-Gon was struck at once by the overwhelming suffering of the ill. There were far too many patients for the facility and not enough care givers. He moved quickly, negotiating between makeshift beds that lined the hallways, searching for his apprentice. He tried not to feel the pain that radiated off those in need of assistance.

    Not finding Obi-Wan readily Qui-Gon got the attention of one of the droids.

    "Have you seen my apprentice?"

    The droid, who by its very nature could not feel the fatigue that had overtaken many of its human counterparts, computed quickly that it hadn't seen Obi-Wan for quite some time. Then it suggested Qui-Gon try the banquet hall, where the overflow was. Qui-Gon nodded curtly, already turning away.

    In the banquet hall, the same place where the dancing had been just a few nights before, Qui-Gon couldn't see Obi-Wan. All he saw were rows of people laid out with a few blankets. They were being tended by one droid. Although the building was fairly quiet compared to the medical centre, the sound of the suffering made Qui-Gon's head throb.

    He walked part way up the steps to the mezzanine to get a better view of the room. Obi-Wan wasn't here either. Backing off the steps he suppressed his frustration towards his wayward apprentice. Then out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Obi-Wan's cloak.

    Qui-Gon's heart leapt into his throat. He jumped down from the stairs and swiftly crossed the room. A part of him hoped that Obi-Wan had merely lent his cloak to a patient when no more blankets could be found. It was an unworthy thought for a Jedi.

    Obi-Wan lay curled up on his side on the dance floor, shivering. His face was red and shone with fever. His open eyes were unseeing but he blinked rapidly as Qui-Gon knelt beside him.

    "Padawan?" Qui-Gon called softly placing a hand on Obi-Wan's forehead. The boy was burning up.

    Through clenched teeth Obi-Wan tried to talk.

    " cold."

    Qui-Gon removed his own cloak and draped it over his apprentice. He looked around desperately but even the one droid had disappeared. Not that there was anything the droid could have! He would not think that way.

    Fighting back a sense of panic, Qui-Gon tried to formulate some kind of plan. His first impulse was to take Obi-Wan away from this place. Put him in their ship and fly him back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant where the healers could focus their energies on ridding him of this disease. But that was impossible. Firstly because he'd never get off the planet with the quarantine in place. And secondly, because the Jedi Temple would not allow him to bring the infection of an unknown disease to Coruscant.

    Even if he couldn't take Obi-Wan off this dying planet he could take him out of this place of misery.

    "Obi-Wan," he said gently, pulling the boy into a sitting position. "Come
  5. Marie D Padawannabe Jedi Knight

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    Hey, this is good! Keep going...I sense
    some Obi-Torture! I have forseen it...

  6. HealerLeona Jedi Master

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    I think I recognize the story but I'll have to just keep reading to be sure.
  7. Jedi-Jade Force Ghost

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    Very good! Keep it up!
  8. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    Sorry for the late post is the next part one more part to go

    Kim B

    That night was long and dark for Qui-Gon. He took Obi-Wan to his room in the government house, which was all but abandoned now. Although Obi-Wan's skin was hot to the touch he still shivered violently under the blankets Qui-Gon provided for him. Delirious with fever, he spoke nonsensically, sometimes blurting out lessons about the Force.
    Qui-Gon's heart ached watching him. He did his best but his healing skill was woefully inadequate for the need.

    The fact that Obi-Wan had contracted the illness greatly complicated the theory that the homeworlders had brought this disease. Obi-Wan had been in contact with the delegation for almost a week prior to their arrival at the colony. And he had been healthy until the others started getting sick.

    As much as he was disturbed by the new theory that was formulating in his mind, Qui-Gon could see no other alternative but that the homeworld delegation had infected the colonists knowingly and with malicious intent.

    The part that had him puzzled though was how they managed to do it. All of the colony's settlements had reported cases of the disease and yet the delegation had remained in the capital city. And Obi-Wan was sick yet Qui-Gon was not.

    Qui-Gon replayed their stay here in his mind. He was sure that he and Obi-Wan had been to all the same places, met with all the same people, eaten the same kinds of foods, and drunk from the same water supply. He tried to think of other possible methods of contagion. He considered the few colonists who hadn't yet become ill, wondering what it was that protected them. Did they have some kind of natural immunity to the disease? Did he?

    Qui-Gon looked down at his apprentice sleeping restlessly. He couldn't just sit here and watch Obi-Wan die. He couldn't do it. What could he do?

    Suddenly Qui-Gon's head snapped up. There was something Obi-Wan had done without Qui-Gon. The festival of lights on the second night of celebrations...

    "I'm going out now," he told Obi-Wan as he stood. "But I won't be long. You just rest." He laid a hand on Obi-Wan's forehead and thought that he sensed the boy relax a little. He doubted very much whether Obi-Wan could hear his words, but he was compelled to speak them. "Everything is going to be fine, padawan. Just rest."

    It was dawn now as Qui-Gon wandered the main street. The cold greyness was fitting for the abandoned air of the once thriving metropolis. Scant droids were to be seen and they were few and far between.

    Qui-Gon searched his memory for all that Obi-Wan had told him of the festival of lights. There had been thousands of orbs, about ten centimeters in diameter, which gave off a glow in various colours. The lights only lasted about four hours, just the length of the evening's festivities, before darkening to reveal a very plain looking glass ball. Obi-Wan had been enthralled as much by the beauty of the spectacle as by the joyful abandon which had overtaken the crowd.

    Most of the orbs had been removed by cleaners in the intervening days. The few that Qui-Gon came across were badly broken. He hoped to find one in tact.

    He had no proof, he told himself. Nothing but pure speculation. Speculation made more desperate by fear.

    Qui-Gon finally spotted an unbroken orb, tucked away on a window sill. Reaching up he carefully pulled it off the sill and examined it. A quite ordinary looking glass. But these had been provided by the homeworlders for the celebration. And they had been sent to all settlements on the colony.

    Qui-Gon didn't have time to check, but he was fairly certain that the only members of the colony still healthy all shared one thing. They hadn't been celebrating that night.

    Sazi was startled by Qui-Gon's entrance. She'd been looking out the window on the grey morning. It was so quiet. She should have heard him coming. Instead his arrival made her jump.

    "Master Qui-Gon," she greeted him with a strained voice. "I'm relieved to see you're still well."

    "I am well," he told her c
  9. Jedi-Jade Force Ghost

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    Beautiful! Keep it up!
  10. Jedi_Borme Jedi Master

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    That was so good. What is Qui-Gon going to do. You need to post more. eek.gif Plllllleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaassssssssssssseeeeeeee.
  11. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    MWAhahahahaha (I copied this off someone) I am glad that you are enjoying this. Remeber to write to Katherine for wonderful work I am sure she would appreciate it.

    Kim B


    Qui-Gon delivered the information to the medical centres and stayed long enough to ensure that the cure would be effective and that there were enough medic droids to administer aid. He then retreated back to the government house, back to his ailing apprentice.

    Obi-Wan seemed slightly better but Qui-Gon knew that it was a false impression of hope. He sat by the boy, wiping the sweat from his feverish face with a cool cloth, and wondered how to tell him that all would be well but not for him.

    "Master," Obi-Wan said with a hoarse voice, "you came back."

    Qui-Gon smiled sadly.

    "Of course I did."

    Obi-Wan reached out to clutch at Qui-Gon's hand. Qui-Gon held his hand gently and opened his mouth to speak but no sound came out. Obi-Wan watched him intently. Qui-Gon closed his eyes to collect his thoughts. When he opened them again Obi-Wan was still staring at him -- through him.

    "Padawan, I want to tell you something about the Force," he began.

    At this Obi-Wan's head turned away from Qui-Gon so that he was facing the wall. He tried to draw his hand back but Qui-Gon wouldn't let go.

    "What is it, Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon asked. "I can no longer feel the Force," Obi-Wan admitted softly as though ashamed. "Whenever I try, I only feel misery."

    Qui-Gon bowed his head to focus fully. He tried to cast aside his own feelings of failure and sorrow, his controlled rage towards the homeworlders, and his fear for Obi-Wan. Instead he felt the ebb and flow of the Force tingle inside him, coming from all around them and with all his concentration he projected this into his apprentice.

    Obi-Wan relaxed immediately, turning back towards Qui-Gon with such an expression of peace that the Jedi Master knew he'd been successful. Tears overflowed in the older man's eyes.

    "Master?" Obi-Wan questioned.

    "Don't you worry Obi-Wan," his master said gently. "Everything is going to be fine. Just fine."

    Obi-Wan's eyes slowly closed and Qui-Gon sat in the failing light, holding the boy's hand for comfort as much to channel the Force into him. Letting out a long shuddering sigh, he closed his own eyes which pushed the tears more insistently down his cheeks.

    When he opened them a moment later it was to see Sazi crouched beside Obi-Wan. The young woman had a determined look with her mouth a straight line as she administered the medication.

    "You listen to your master, Obi-Wan," she hissed at the unconscious man. "If you never pay attention to another word he says to you, you listen to him now!"

    She laid a hand across his brow and felt for his pulse along his neck. Then, satisfied that the drug was working, she twisted on her heels to face Qui-Gon with the expression of defiance he had come to expect from her.

    "Aren't you going to ask me why?"

    "Why?" asked Qui-Gon, still astonished by her presence.

    She looked back at Obi-Wan, touching his cheeks lightly with both her hands.

    "Because the spirit of my beloved haunting me is more than enough to bear without adding this one as well."

    Qui-Gon tried very hard not to show his amusement at the relish with which Obi-Wan was attacking his food. The Jedi master was pleased to see his apprentice had regained an appetite as the illness had left Obi-Wan looking a trifle gaunt. A few more meals like this one and Obi-Wan would be back to his old healthy self.

    "Master." Obi-Wan paused a moment in the inhalation of his dinner. "What will happen to Sazi?"

    "She will be tried with the other delegates," Qui-Gon told him. "But her cooperation will no doubt be considered for her sentence."

    Obi-Wan chewed thoughtfully.

    "I still don't understand why she went along with their plot," he confessed.

    "The Galen wanted to rid themselves of a problematic relationship with their colony. Rather than come to terms, they decided to eliminate the colonists. Sazi was an artisan who designed t
  12. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    NO replies? or is my sith compputer deceiving me???

    Kim B
  13. Jedi Erica Amidala Jedi Master

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    I've read this story before, just as good the second time around.
  14. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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  15. Bastet Jedi Master

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    I'm glad you pushed this story to the top again, 'cause I finally got a chance to read it. It was wonderful!
    I'm looking forward to reading more stories from other great authors, thanks for sharing them with us Kim-kenobi!
  16. Short Round McFly Jedi Youngling

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    I know, this is my one billionth post here but I just gotta know. I got some really "Noisy" pics that I want to be more clearer. Is there any filter or anything for that? Thanx, I hope. BTW, all I got is Photoshop and I'm expecting Premiere.
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