A/N: this is set after tpm and before Padme becomes senator. Tara is
Naboo's senator and she would have become one of the greatest Jedi masters,
but she decided not to and became a self-sufficient senator.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot and Tara!
A meeting of old friends, and more or less, some jokes
Tara's POV I walked quietly down the hall. Well, I was lost and there was no doubt about that fact. It may be due to the fact that I haven't been here in about 10 years. I was on my way to see the infamous Master Obi-wan. I suppose now I must teach the youngsters proper etiquette and all. Lately, I've been getting rude looks from these other ladies of the force. I think it may be because I'll be working side by side with Obi-wan. What's so great about him anyways? First, let me check my shields and guards. Well, here goes. I hope I don't screw up our first meeting in about a decade.
Obi-wan's POV Now I wonder where Tara is. Despite the fact that punctuality was never her strong point and this is the first time in who knows how many years we'll see each other. I need to talk to her. Anakin, where is that dratted padawan? Well, I'll get to him soon enough. Ah, here she is! Good, my shields are intact.
As Tara came in, she nodded and walked to the most comfortable chair that he was about to sit in and smiled.
"Master Kenobi, it is an honor to speak to you." Tara said in a slightly mocking tone. There was a glint in her eye as she said this and her face void of all emotion.
"And the same to you Senator Ross. It is so wonderful to talk to you again. I hope you are enjoying your stay." Obi-wan said and smiled with satisfaction as Tara flinched.
"Shut up with the formality and get to the point. You KNOW I hate formality. I was in the middle exercising when you summoned." Tara said, wanting to end this as soon as possible.
"Well, two things I'd like to as of you as favors. First, on your spare time, could you come sit in on the etiquette classes and possibly teach one?" at this, Tara snorted a very unladylike snort, saying, "I knew it."
He ignored this, continuing on, "And second, if you could possibly sit in on the next council meeting next Wednesday."
"Yes, I'll sit in on a few of the etiquette classes and what time next Wednesday, lucky bum?" Tara asked slightly impatient. Her eyes, strangely enough were a deep, vibrant red, unlike the endless black wells they were like when she had entered the chamber. He had never seen her eyes as that red before, but he did know that black was their natural emotionless and blocked state, one that could not be broken through.
"Well, I'll come get you on Wednesday, alright? And you already know where the apprentices {is that right?] train. It was nice meeting you again, Tara. I'm surprised you made it this far." Obi-wan said, smiling a dazzling smile that could win any woman's heart. Any woman's heart except Tara's heart. He didn't even try to probe her mind because she had all of the training to become a Jedi Master yet she refused and became Naboo's senator. Tara smiled back a slightly mocking smile, knowing that he didn't expect it to be coming.
"Thank you. Now that I'm here I may as well ask you if you'd like to accompany me to the practice courts for some combat. My guard will not spar with me so I have no clue as to how rusty my skills are." Tara said as she realized that he had just realized that she was in pants, a shirt and a cloak covering it all.
"Sure, I'll meet you there in five." He said and he went into his other rooms and Tara left to go to the practice courts.
Tara's POV {during the meeting} I think now I shall mock him. I know how much he hates being reminded of what he is and what his duties are. Now, I just wish he'd just cut it out with his mocking impression of me. He's going to ask me to sit in on- he just said it. I was right. I wonder what the second favor is. Oh, another boring meeting. By the sound of his voice, he seems to be dreading it; well I'll just make it even worse. I'm figuring if it's going to be that bad, I'll just make it as awful as it can get. Let me tell Anta to cancel all of Wednesday's meetings. Great, now I've got him smiling. Well I'll just smile back because he won't know that it was coming. Oh heck with it. I'm already in practice clothing; I may as well offer to go. Oh my gosh, I cannot believe he agreed. Well, after all, I WAS more talented in all the skills, required or not, than he was, but that may not be so anymore. Well I'd better get going.
Obi-wan's POV {during meeting} My god, she's going to do this to me, AGAIN! Well, if she hasn't changed from when we last met, then I suppose that the responses will be yes and a hesitant yes. Masters above, please hope I didn't ruin her plans. Wow, she smiled back. Uh oh, her eyes are that red again. Now I'm in for it. Wait a minute; she wants me to spar with her? Well, why not? Where's the harm. Make her suffer because she's most likely going to make Wednesday's meeting a pure nightmare. My, now hasn't she gotten- well I suppose I should be getting ready right now
A meeting of old friends, and more or less, some jokes
Tara's POV I walked quietly down the hall. Well, I was lost and there was no doubt about that fact. It may be due to the fact that I haven't been here in about 10 years. I was on my way to see the infamous Master Obi-wan. I suppose now I must teach the youngsters proper etiquette and all. Lately, I've been getting rude looks from these other ladies of the force. I think it may be because I'll be working side by side with Obi-wan. What's so great about him anyways? First, let me check my shields and guards. Well, here goes. I hope I don't screw up our first meeting in about a decade.
Obi-wan's POV Now I wonder where Tara is. Despite the fact that punctuality was never her strong point and this is the first time in who knows how many years we'll see each other. I need to talk to her. Anakin, where is that dratted padawan? Well, I'll get to him soon enough. Ah, here she is! Good, my shields are intact.
As Tara came in, she nodded and walked to the most comfortable chair that he was about to sit in and smiled.
"Master Kenobi, it is an honor to speak to you." Tara said in a slightly mocking tone. There was a glint in her eye as she said this and her face void of all emotion.
"And the same to you Senator Ross. It is so wonderful to talk to you again. I hope you are enjoying your stay." Obi-wan said and smiled with satisfaction as Tara flinched.
"Shut up with the formality and get to the point. You KNOW I hate formality. I was in the middle exercising when you summoned." Tara said, wanting to end this as soon as possible.
"Well, two things I'd like to as of you as favors. First, on your spare time, could you come sit in on the etiquette classes and possibly teach one?" at this, Tara snorted a very unladylike snort, saying, "I knew it."
He ignored this, continuing on, "And second, if you could possibly sit in on the next council meeting next Wednesday."
"Yes, I'll sit in on a few of the etiquette classes and what time next Wednesday, lucky bum?" Tara asked slightly impatient. Her eyes, strangely enough were a deep, vibrant red, unlike the endless black wells they were like when she had entered the chamber. He had never seen her eyes as that red before, but he did know that black was their natural emotionless and blocked state, one that could not be broken through.
"Well, I'll come get you on Wednesday, alright? And you already know where the apprentices {is that right?] train. It was nice meeting you again, Tara. I'm surprised you made it this far." Obi-wan said, smiling a dazzling smile that could win any woman's heart. Any woman's heart except Tara's heart. He didn't even try to probe her mind because she had all of the training to become a Jedi Master yet she refused and became Naboo's senator. Tara smiled back a slightly mocking smile, knowing that he didn't expect it to be coming.
"Thank you. Now that I'm here I may as well ask you if you'd like to accompany me to the practice courts for some combat. My guard will not spar with me so I have no clue as to how rusty my skills are." Tara said as she realized that he had just realized that she was in pants, a shirt and a cloak covering it all.
"Sure, I'll meet you there in five." He said and he went into his other rooms and Tara left to go to the practice courts.
Tara's POV {during the meeting} I think now I shall mock him. I know how much he hates being reminded of what he is and what his duties are. Now, I just wish he'd just cut it out with his mocking impression of me. He's going to ask me to sit in on- he just said it. I was right. I wonder what the second favor is. Oh, another boring meeting. By the sound of his voice, he seems to be dreading it; well I'll just make it even worse. I'm figuring if it's going to be that bad, I'll just make it as awful as it can get. Let me tell Anta to cancel all of Wednesday's meetings. Great, now I've got him smiling. Well I'll just smile back because he won't know that it was coming. Oh heck with it. I'm already in practice clothing; I may as well offer to go. Oh my gosh, I cannot believe he agreed. Well, after all, I WAS more talented in all the skills, required or not, than he was, but that may not be so anymore. Well I'd better get going.
Obi-wan's POV {during meeting} My god, she's going to do this to me, AGAIN! Well, if she hasn't changed from when we last met, then I suppose that the responses will be yes and a hesitant yes. Masters above, please hope I didn't ruin her plans. Wow, she smiled back. Uh oh, her eyes are that red again. Now I'm in for it. Wait a minute; she wants me to spar with her? Well, why not? Where's the harm. Make her suffer because she's most likely going to make Wednesday's meeting a pure nightmare. My, now hasn't she gotten- well I suppose I should be getting ready right now