Title: Street Brat Part 3
I have returned! Well hope you've liked the story so far, there will most likely be at least two more chapters and I'm already planning a sequal. So hope you like, standard disclaimers apply.
~Lady Anemone of Skye
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Linnaria followed Master Qui-Gon into the quarters that she was to stay at. Looking around she smiled, it was not overly furnished and did not have so little as to look tacky. It was nice, off to one side she could see a kitchen area and then there was a door which she presumed went to a bedroom. Still looking at the place she took a seat on the couch. Qui-Gon took a seat beside her and his padawan,Obi-Wan, sat one of the chairs. She looked at him from the corner of her eye. He was very handsome with redish brown hair that wasn't quiet auburn. And his eyes had to be the most amazing she had ever seen, a grayish green-blue, like the sea on Corellia. He wasn't extremely tall, he looked short when he stood next to his master, but his master was one of the tallest humans she had ever seen. She turned her attention to Master Qui-Gon when he asked her something.
"What? Could you repeat that I wasn't paying attention." she blushed slightly at the look he threw towards his padawan. But he looked back at her and smiled.
"I asked if you could tell me about your family and how you ended up on Coruscant."
"We used to live on Tantooine, in Mos Espa. Mom's family had been killed when the Sand People attacked their farm. My mom had gone to Mos Espa looking for a job and met my father. They got married awhile later and then I was born." she paused, "My father was rarely there only coming back maybe once every nine months, once over a year and a half past before he returned. Then when I was five, he pissed off the Gardula the Hutt, he got murdered and my mom and I had to run because they planned to make us slaves to pay for my father's dept."
"So you spent the rest of your life traveling around the Galaxy?"
"Kinda, mom, even though she had married a smuggler, wouldn't do any street walking work and it's hard for a woman with a little girl to find fairly honest work. So we managed to travel sometimes. The first place we went to was Corellia, we only stayed there for five months. The time we were there I joined up with some other street kids they taught me how to deal."
"Deal?"
"How to survive, ya know pick pockets, break into stuff, that kinda 'deal'"she sighed, "I sure you heard what that guy said, I got talent, but we had to leave after I got caught, because I had a mom and was so young they let me off, but that was my first strick. We then went to Alderran. It was nice, but there weren't enough poor spots for us to live and I once again got into trouble. This time I got caught stealing from this fancy store. So once again after only a year on Alderran we left for somewhere else. This time we ended up on Nar Shadda, I was almost seven. We lived on the smugglers' moon for nearly four years. " she smiled wistfully, "I got a reputation for being really good at everything I tried, I managed to get a spot on one of the toughest street kid gangs. I've still got my ID for the group", lifting her bare left foot, she showed them the tiny tatoo on her ankle. It was a small circle with two arrows dividing it."I actually did some work for the Hutts, not much because no matter how good you are they don't like to hire human children, wouldn't look good,"she scooffed.
"After that my mom got sick and then we found out she was pregnant with Ani, like I said there was no father, I never left her side the whole time she was sick, for those long months. We arrived on Coruscant and rented an small apartment but she died giving birth to Ani. I showed up on Janya's doorstep and she took us in. I was only twelve years old and Janya's grandson took me under his wing. I joined his band, that's were i got the arm tatoo. He was like and older brother to me, taught me how to never get caught..."she tapered off towards then end and a deep sadness invaded her eyes and even more startling for Obi-Wan was the fact that he could feel her grief as if it ws his own. Linnaria looked up when Qui-Gon laid a hand on her arm.
"What happened to him?"
"Barin...died..."she gulped, choking back a sob, "he was murdered, by a guy who didn't like our gang. After he...died...the guy went after me, I ended up killing him, sticking a vibroblade through his ribs. I was thirteen."she hiccuped, "I hate myself for doing that, I never wanted to kill!"
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Obi-Wan watched, distressed, as Qui-Gon gathered the fifteen year old into his arms as she sobbed. Over the connection he could feel her pain, his arms ached to hold her and wipe away all her tears. He blinked as Qui-Gon held her rocking her back and forth whispering to her comfortingly. He glared for a brief second at his master and then blinked again. What was he doing! He had no reason to be jealous or mad at his master, her feel over his training bond that Qui-Gon simply felt that Linnaria needed a father and that was what he had decided to be. Obi-Wan stood up and walked over to the couch, sitting down on the other side of Linnaria he patted her back. Her sobs finally stopped and she sat up, again, wiping her tears. Obi-Wan couldn't help but note how she looked stunning even after crying so hard. She sniffeled and then composed her self. Smiling thanks at Qui-Gon she continued.
"Anyway the gang fell apart, everyone else is either dead or they got caught by the LEOs. I moved out of Janya's place and into a small hut of my own. Ever since then I've left Ani wit Janya and gone out to make my day's earnings."
Obi-Wan nodded and glanced at his master, meeting his eyes he spoke to him telepathically.
*She's had a hard life.*
*Yes she has and through all that she's managed to achieve a calm and keep hate, anger and almost all fear out of her heart. She must be trained, she will make a powerful healer and perhaps a knight.*
*You know the council will never let her train to be a knight, she is most definately to old. But she can recive almost the exact same training if she bacomes a healer.*
Suddenly a new mental voice interrupted them.
*Will you please stop talking about me as if I wasn't here.*
Obi-Wan stared at the girl.
"You can here us?" he asked, his eyes going wide. She nodded..
"I don't know how, but I heard you when you started talking to each other mentally. What is going on?"
Obi-Wan noted that she didn't turn to Qui-Gon, that she was actually looking at him, before she blinked and then turned to Qui-Gon as he had expected her to do.
"I do not know, why you heard our conversasion." Qui-Gon started, "We speak to each other over our master-padawan bond. Not even one of the Council should be able ot listen in on our conversations."
"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm just really confused and I just don't understand enything!"she finished, and Obi-Wan almost jumped as she leaned against him. He looked down at her head which was on his shoulder and then back up at Qui-Gon. His eyes were wide and he knew he looked shocked. He glared at his master slightly as he shrugged. Then he felt Linnaria stiffen and suddenly shoot into a standing position. her face was red and he could feel that she was extremely embarrased.
"I'm sooooo sorry! I don't know what's wrong with me, I think I need to sleep."
Obi-Wan looked at his master and stood up when Qui-Gon nodded.
"Yes, of course, how thoughtless of us. If you'll excuse us we'll leave you to your rest. Goodbye."he finished bowing. Obi-Wan copied his master's move and when he looked up he tried to catch her eye, but it was obvious that she was avoiding just that. He felt his master chuckle mentally as they left.
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"So Obi-Wan what do you think of the girl?" Qui-Gon asked grinning as he baited his padawan. Obi-Wan glared at his master who looked like he was greatly entertained by all of this.
"I know you're baiting me, but honestly I don't know what I think of her." he finished, his eyes reflecting his confusion. "I feel this connection to her, and I don't know why. Gods Master! I could feel her grief as she sobbed and I was actually jealous of you when you held her!"
Obi-Wan watched his master's face carefully when he finished his tirade. He could see that his master was surprised and he saw when the look that came onto his master's face that told him that he had retreated inside himself to think. Sighing Obi-Wan simply followed him to their quarters. Entering he glared at his master as Qui-Gon went into the kitchen and prepared some caff for them. Excepting the mug, Obi-Wan sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs that furnished their living room. He took a sip and then setting the mug on the table reached down to take of his boots. Finally barefoot and without his rob Obi-Wan tried to relax, but he couldn't. He kept being brought back to his connection to the young healer. He tried to close his eyes and an image of how she looked when he had first saw her after she had cleaned up. Standing before the Jedi Council holding her head high, her golden hair braided and her beautiful eyes showing a calm and maturity beyond her physical years. He opened his eyes with a frustrated groan, that finally got Qui-Gon to speak.
"Padawan, I can feel that you are confused and your thoughts are jumbled. Go and meditate and perhaps you will reach some sort of resolve." thus said, Qui-Gon stood up, "I am going to go visit Linnaria's brother Anakin."
Obi-Wan watched as Qui-Gon left, then with a sigh he stood up and entered the tiny room off to the side that served as the meditation chamber. He sat down in the middle floor assuming the lotus position. Closing his eyes he concentrated on his breathing and then releasing his thoughts and himself into the Force. Even though when he was younger he had looked upon meditation as boring and a punishment, and even now he sometimes thought of it that way, but more often he found that he enjoyed it. The feel of knowing that he would never be alone as long as he had the Force. That it was there always, no matter what. Then there was knowing how truly small he was, how he was merely a drop of water in the huge ocean that was the Force, he marveled at the sheer vastness and power, how he could feel it, flowig through his veins instead of blood, filling his lungs instead of oxygen. To Obi-Wan the Force was life, and everything that he knew and was. But now abandoning himself to the Force, he felt something there. He gave himself up to it and suddenly he saw an image.
***A beautiful woman, dressed in Jedi robes was smiling at him. She was laughed at something and then settled a hand on her stomach. Looking down she smiled and Obi-Wan suddenly realized that it was Linnaria! She smiled again and then looked up. "He'll be beautiful Obi-Wan, and a powerful and great Jedi, just like his father.***
The vision finished and Obi-Wan opened his eyes. He couldn't believe it! He knew that what he had seen was a vision, but Linnaria having his child! He couldn't just couldn't believe it! She had looked so very satisfied and content. He shook his head when suddenly heard a voice in his head.
*Well, that was interesting.*
*Linnaria?!*
*Yeah, would you mind explainng what that was?*
*What what was?*
*Don't play dumb! That little scene with me being pregnant!*
*That was a vision, and I have no idea why I had it.*
*Don't you? You mean you can't feel it? We're connected, and I have no idea why. I get the feeling that I shouldn't have seen that vision, but I did!*
*Yes, I felt the bond.*
*Bond, is that what you think it is?*
*Yes I do, I don't know why we have one. But after my vision I think we need to talk to the Council or at least Qui-Gon.*
*Yeah, you're right. So what should we do right now?*
*I believe that we should talk wiht my master*said Obi-Wan, reaching out he found his master's presence, *He is still at the Healers' with your brother. Do you know how to get there?*
*Yep, meet you there*
And she was gone, except not really. He could still feel her in the back of his mind, knew that she was getting up and brushing her hair. Shaking his head, Obi-Wan stood up and went to speak with his master.
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This is like the third to last part, so please let me know what you think. I crave feedback! Luv ya all, and gotta go!
~Lady Anemone of Skye
I have returned! Well hope you've liked the story so far, there will most likely be at least two more chapters and I'm already planning a sequal. So hope you like, standard disclaimers apply.
~Lady Anemone of Skye
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Linnaria followed Master Qui-Gon into the quarters that she was to stay at. Looking around she smiled, it was not overly furnished and did not have so little as to look tacky. It was nice, off to one side she could see a kitchen area and then there was a door which she presumed went to a bedroom. Still looking at the place she took a seat on the couch. Qui-Gon took a seat beside her and his padawan,Obi-Wan, sat one of the chairs. She looked at him from the corner of her eye. He was very handsome with redish brown hair that wasn't quiet auburn. And his eyes had to be the most amazing she had ever seen, a grayish green-blue, like the sea on Corellia. He wasn't extremely tall, he looked short when he stood next to his master, but his master was one of the tallest humans she had ever seen. She turned her attention to Master Qui-Gon when he asked her something.
"What? Could you repeat that I wasn't paying attention." she blushed slightly at the look he threw towards his padawan. But he looked back at her and smiled.
"I asked if you could tell me about your family and how you ended up on Coruscant."
"We used to live on Tantooine, in Mos Espa. Mom's family had been killed when the Sand People attacked their farm. My mom had gone to Mos Espa looking for a job and met my father. They got married awhile later and then I was born." she paused, "My father was rarely there only coming back maybe once every nine months, once over a year and a half past before he returned. Then when I was five, he pissed off the Gardula the Hutt, he got murdered and my mom and I had to run because they planned to make us slaves to pay for my father's dept."
"So you spent the rest of your life traveling around the Galaxy?"
"Kinda, mom, even though she had married a smuggler, wouldn't do any street walking work and it's hard for a woman with a little girl to find fairly honest work. So we managed to travel sometimes. The first place we went to was Corellia, we only stayed there for five months. The time we were there I joined up with some other street kids they taught me how to deal."
"Deal?"
"How to survive, ya know pick pockets, break into stuff, that kinda 'deal'"she sighed, "I sure you heard what that guy said, I got talent, but we had to leave after I got caught, because I had a mom and was so young they let me off, but that was my first strick. We then went to Alderran. It was nice, but there weren't enough poor spots for us to live and I once again got into trouble. This time I got caught stealing from this fancy store. So once again after only a year on Alderran we left for somewhere else. This time we ended up on Nar Shadda, I was almost seven. We lived on the smugglers' moon for nearly four years. " she smiled wistfully, "I got a reputation for being really good at everything I tried, I managed to get a spot on one of the toughest street kid gangs. I've still got my ID for the group", lifting her bare left foot, she showed them the tiny tatoo on her ankle. It was a small circle with two arrows dividing it."I actually did some work for the Hutts, not much because no matter how good you are they don't like to hire human children, wouldn't look good,"she scooffed.
"After that my mom got sick and then we found out she was pregnant with Ani, like I said there was no father, I never left her side the whole time she was sick, for those long months. We arrived on Coruscant and rented an small apartment but she died giving birth to Ani. I showed up on Janya's doorstep and she took us in. I was only twelve years old and Janya's grandson took me under his wing. I joined his band, that's were i got the arm tatoo. He was like and older brother to me, taught me how to never get caught..."she tapered off towards then end and a deep sadness invaded her eyes and even more startling for Obi-Wan was the fact that he could feel her grief as if it ws his own. Linnaria looked up when Qui-Gon laid a hand on her arm.
"What happened to him?"
"Barin...died..."she gulped, choking back a sob, "he was murdered, by a guy who didn't like our gang. After he...died...the guy went after me, I ended up killing him, sticking a vibroblade through his ribs. I was thirteen."she hiccuped, "I hate myself for doing that, I never wanted to kill!"
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Obi-Wan watched, distressed, as Qui-Gon gathered the fifteen year old into his arms as she sobbed. Over the connection he could feel her pain, his arms ached to hold her and wipe away all her tears. He blinked as Qui-Gon held her rocking her back and forth whispering to her comfortingly. He glared for a brief second at his master and then blinked again. What was he doing! He had no reason to be jealous or mad at his master, her feel over his training bond that Qui-Gon simply felt that Linnaria needed a father and that was what he had decided to be. Obi-Wan stood up and walked over to the couch, sitting down on the other side of Linnaria he patted her back. Her sobs finally stopped and she sat up, again, wiping her tears. Obi-Wan couldn't help but note how she looked stunning even after crying so hard. She sniffeled and then composed her self. Smiling thanks at Qui-Gon she continued.
"Anyway the gang fell apart, everyone else is either dead or they got caught by the LEOs. I moved out of Janya's place and into a small hut of my own. Ever since then I've left Ani wit Janya and gone out to make my day's earnings."
Obi-Wan nodded and glanced at his master, meeting his eyes he spoke to him telepathically.
*She's had a hard life.*
*Yes she has and through all that she's managed to achieve a calm and keep hate, anger and almost all fear out of her heart. She must be trained, she will make a powerful healer and perhaps a knight.*
*You know the council will never let her train to be a knight, she is most definately to old. But she can recive almost the exact same training if she bacomes a healer.*
Suddenly a new mental voice interrupted them.
*Will you please stop talking about me as if I wasn't here.*
Obi-Wan stared at the girl.
"You can here us?" he asked, his eyes going wide. She nodded..
"I don't know how, but I heard you when you started talking to each other mentally. What is going on?"
Obi-Wan noted that she didn't turn to Qui-Gon, that she was actually looking at him, before she blinked and then turned to Qui-Gon as he had expected her to do.
"I do not know, why you heard our conversasion." Qui-Gon started, "We speak to each other over our master-padawan bond. Not even one of the Council should be able ot listen in on our conversations."
"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm just really confused and I just don't understand enything!"she finished, and Obi-Wan almost jumped as she leaned against him. He looked down at her head which was on his shoulder and then back up at Qui-Gon. His eyes were wide and he knew he looked shocked. He glared at his master slightly as he shrugged. Then he felt Linnaria stiffen and suddenly shoot into a standing position. her face was red and he could feel that she was extremely embarrased.
"I'm sooooo sorry! I don't know what's wrong with me, I think I need to sleep."
Obi-Wan looked at his master and stood up when Qui-Gon nodded.
"Yes, of course, how thoughtless of us. If you'll excuse us we'll leave you to your rest. Goodbye."he finished bowing. Obi-Wan copied his master's move and when he looked up he tried to catch her eye, but it was obvious that she was avoiding just that. He felt his master chuckle mentally as they left.
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"So Obi-Wan what do you think of the girl?" Qui-Gon asked grinning as he baited his padawan. Obi-Wan glared at his master who looked like he was greatly entertained by all of this.
"I know you're baiting me, but honestly I don't know what I think of her." he finished, his eyes reflecting his confusion. "I feel this connection to her, and I don't know why. Gods Master! I could feel her grief as she sobbed and I was actually jealous of you when you held her!"
Obi-Wan watched his master's face carefully when he finished his tirade. He could see that his master was surprised and he saw when the look that came onto his master's face that told him that he had retreated inside himself to think. Sighing Obi-Wan simply followed him to their quarters. Entering he glared at his master as Qui-Gon went into the kitchen and prepared some caff for them. Excepting the mug, Obi-Wan sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs that furnished their living room. He took a sip and then setting the mug on the table reached down to take of his boots. Finally barefoot and without his rob Obi-Wan tried to relax, but he couldn't. He kept being brought back to his connection to the young healer. He tried to close his eyes and an image of how she looked when he had first saw her after she had cleaned up. Standing before the Jedi Council holding her head high, her golden hair braided and her beautiful eyes showing a calm and maturity beyond her physical years. He opened his eyes with a frustrated groan, that finally got Qui-Gon to speak.
"Padawan, I can feel that you are confused and your thoughts are jumbled. Go and meditate and perhaps you will reach some sort of resolve." thus said, Qui-Gon stood up, "I am going to go visit Linnaria's brother Anakin."
Obi-Wan watched as Qui-Gon left, then with a sigh he stood up and entered the tiny room off to the side that served as the meditation chamber. He sat down in the middle floor assuming the lotus position. Closing his eyes he concentrated on his breathing and then releasing his thoughts and himself into the Force. Even though when he was younger he had looked upon meditation as boring and a punishment, and even now he sometimes thought of it that way, but more often he found that he enjoyed it. The feel of knowing that he would never be alone as long as he had the Force. That it was there always, no matter what. Then there was knowing how truly small he was, how he was merely a drop of water in the huge ocean that was the Force, he marveled at the sheer vastness and power, how he could feel it, flowig through his veins instead of blood, filling his lungs instead of oxygen. To Obi-Wan the Force was life, and everything that he knew and was. But now abandoning himself to the Force, he felt something there. He gave himself up to it and suddenly he saw an image.
***A beautiful woman, dressed in Jedi robes was smiling at him. She was laughed at something and then settled a hand on her stomach. Looking down she smiled and Obi-Wan suddenly realized that it was Linnaria! She smiled again and then looked up. "He'll be beautiful Obi-Wan, and a powerful and great Jedi, just like his father.***
The vision finished and Obi-Wan opened his eyes. He couldn't believe it! He knew that what he had seen was a vision, but Linnaria having his child! He couldn't just couldn't believe it! She had looked so very satisfied and content. He shook his head when suddenly heard a voice in his head.
*Well, that was interesting.*
*Linnaria?!*
*Yeah, would you mind explainng what that was?*
*What what was?*
*Don't play dumb! That little scene with me being pregnant!*
*That was a vision, and I have no idea why I had it.*
*Don't you? You mean you can't feel it? We're connected, and I have no idea why. I get the feeling that I shouldn't have seen that vision, but I did!*
*Yes, I felt the bond.*
*Bond, is that what you think it is?*
*Yes I do, I don't know why we have one. But after my vision I think we need to talk to the Council or at least Qui-Gon.*
*Yeah, you're right. So what should we do right now?*
*I believe that we should talk wiht my master*said Obi-Wan, reaching out he found his master's presence, *He is still at the Healers' with your brother. Do you know how to get there?*
*Yep, meet you there*
And she was gone, except not really. He could still feel her in the back of his mind, knew that she was getting up and brushing her hair. Shaking his head, Obi-Wan stood up and went to speak with his master.
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This is like the third to last part, so please let me know what you think. I crave feedback! Luv ya all, and gotta go!
~Lady Anemone of Skye