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The ship quickly approached the blue planet, going at a speed the Obi-wan would never grow accustomed to. He and Qui-gon stood behind the two seats that held the people that were making the ship go much too fast. Obi-wan began to speak in his normal, calm, and collected tone "Captain."
The Captain in questioned turned from her seat and responded, "Yes, sir?"
"Tell them we wish to board at once." The captain leaned down and flipped a few switches before she turned back to the screen that had now listen up with a transmission.
"With all due respect, the ambassadors for the Supreme Chancellor wish to board immediately," her breathy voice spoke to the green, bug-eyes alien that stood on the receiving end of the transmission.
"Yes, of course," he spoke in a croaky, heavily accented voice, "As you know our blockade perfectly legal and will be happy to receive ambassadors." The captain then switched off the transmission and moved quickly the ship past the blockade of ships. It flew into the protective opening of one of the ships.
"Are you sure that you are ready for this?" Qui-gon asked, chewing the side of his cheek nervously as he looked at his padawan. "I would understand if you wanted to stay on the ship."
"Master," Obi-wan said with a smile. "I am prepared to do whatever is necessary on this mission. After all, I am no longer a youngling."
"If you are sure, young padawan," he said in an apprehensive manner before both Jedi walked out of the small transportation ship.
Despite his cocky words, Obi wan's heart beat widely in his chest. They walked down the long hallway with high dignity and a sense of purpose, as they always did. The reception droid turned their way after they had stood at the desk for about four minutes. "May I help you?" it's metallic voice rang in Obi wan's ear long after it had spoken.
"We are here on account of Diplomatic Matters," Qui-gon spoke for the both of them, catching sight of his young apprentice out of the side of his eye.
"Ah, I see. Follow me," the droid said with a small bow, as was protocol. They walked down another long corridor, though this time they were much slower due to the fact that the droid was overly slow. Obi wan soon grew impatient and bounced on the balls of his feet as he walked, this caused a smile to raise on Qui-gon's face.
"Are you sure that we are going the right way?" Obi wan asked through his teeth as they turned down yet another long, winding hallway. Qui-gon's eyes laughed as they had so many years now. He nodded and continued to walk peacefully down the hallways.
When they finally made their way to the room, both Jedi were rather fed up with the annoying droid. Obi-wan was seething with a temperamental anger that he was currently trying to push back down. Qui-gon had to place a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing as he watched his young apprentice grind his teeth with anger and frustration. After a moment of the protical droid rambling uselessly, they sat down on the cold, metal chairs. The doors shut quickly, sealing up so that they couldn't be opened with brute force or the Force.
"Master," Obi-wan said out of the side of his mouth, as he always did when he was trying to be discreet, "I have a bad feeling about this."
"Be on guard," the Jedi Master whispered. Obi-wan nodded and stiffened when a noise echoed through the events that lined the tops of the room that they were currently locked in. Both jedi reached for their lightsabers, pulling them out and holding them at the ready as they waited for something to fall down on them from the ceiling.
A noxious green gas oozed out of the vents and filled up the room quickly. Both Jedi lunged at the door and began to slice it open. They threw open the door and then jumped back as they finally realized that there were a dozen or so droids waiting for them. Obi-wan took a deep breath and looked at his master, who smiled and then nodded at the outside of the door.
Once they had finally caught their breath, they sprang out from their hideout and began to deflect the blaster bolts. Qui-gon lifted his hand and expelled some of the droids back into the wall, causing them to break into a plethora of easily breakable parts. Obi-wan followed the lead and broke another four droids before he swung his lightsaber, cutting down another two. Qui-gon pressed his back against his padawan's making sure that neither of them could be attacked. The Jedi Knight swung and caused another three droids to meet their short-lived end.
"That was fun," Obi-wan quipped angrily, turning off his lightsaber before he placed it back in the secure sheith where it was hidden from public view the majority of the time. Qui-gon let a breathy laugh escape his lips as he smiled.
"Come on Padawan, we need to get back to the ship before they realize that we have escaped their trap," Qui gon said as he began to walk down one of the long hallways.
Finally, they made it back to their ship, though it took a lot of missed turns and small fights with badly programmed droids. "How did it go sir?" the captain asked with a small smile on her face as she hit the ships engines. Qui gon only shook his head as he began to fly out of the hanger and down to the planet below.