Chapter 2
"Where could he be?" Obi-Wan mumbled to himself, trying not to complain aloud and get even more bad attention on Anakin than his friend already had. Their meeting had already started, and they had decided to meet out in the courtyard on this particular day, because the weather was lovely and it was rare they had a meeting that wasn't so top secret they absolutely had to hold it indoors with high security surrounding them.
"…It appears," continued Master Ki-Addi-Mundi continued his drawl, "That Master Skywalker will not be going on this mission with you, Master Kenobi. I am afraid you will have to do it on your own."
Obi-Wan grimaced and pressed the button on his comlink one last time. Surely Anakin would come through for him. He couldn't possibly be so angry about the Rako Hardin issue that he left his Master alone on an impossible solo mission, could he?
Suddenly, he heard a slight whistle beyond him as something fell through the air. The Masters all jumped as a small silver object fell through the sky and crashed to the ground in their midst, cracking open and leaving sparking wires when it hit the ground.
Master Windu's eyebrows shot up as he bent over to examine the object: a comlink. He turned to Obi-Wan. "Please don't tell me that's Skywalker's window."
Obi-Wan grimaced. "No," he replied. "That's his comlink. His window's still up on the side of the building."
The two exchanged glances and Obi-Wan sat back in his seat uncomfortably. This was inappropriate behavior, even for Anakin. He needed to speak with him, but then again—he almost didn't dare to. Anakin had been furious with him; almost never speaking to him, since Kenobi's faked death and impersonation of Rako Hardin.
Talking to his former pupil and –former—best friend—would only make matters worse.
