Title: There is Serenity
Author: The Goddess of Mush and Stuff
A companion piece to There is no Passion there is Serenity, with a tie back to there is no ignorance there is knowledge.
Obi-wan felt the Force prick his senses and drag him away from the peaceful sleep he had found. He was slightly annoyed but followed the feelings and found a familiar aura in the Force.
His Master.
He was confused, his Master was fine, they were on a ship on the way home and there was no danger about so why had the Force summoned him and wanted him?
/I trust to much in my feelings. / he yawned mentally.
But there was something about his Master's Force signature that was irking his interest.
He tried to shield himself, thinking it would be an intrusion this early in their relationship and tried to figure out 'what' his master was doing.
It wasn't hard to see he was in deep mediations. But why did it seem his Master was troubled? He tried to push a bit harder but his fear of Qui-gon sensing him caused him to backtrack a bit and just consider the man.
Qui-gon was a private man, this much he knew. However there was lots that Obi-wan knew about his Master. He was one of the best swordsmen in the order, he was more attuned to the living force, he was compassionate, and he was a great negotiator. Why he knew those things he wasn't sure but it was like his guide to what he could know about Qui-gon Jinn.
He hoped anyway. This man had been his last chance for being chosen as a Padawan.
/And you were his last chance./ his mind seemed to echo.
Impossible. He shook the thought from his mind but it stuck and kept repeating itself. Qui-gon's last chance??? Last chance for what?
/Padawan do not fear/
The new memory was unfamiliar at first but it finally did come back as a night he and Bant had spent in the Temple Library with Master Yaddle. He had seen a shadow that he had thought was hiding.
Qui-gon hiding?
Suddenly the pieces fit together. Xanatos had destroyed Qui-gon's trust and he had pretty much fought the idea of another padawan, so Qui-gon hid himself from the initiates, taking mission after mission, only coming back when Yoda forced him.
Obi-wan felt Qui-gon come out of his meditations. He wondered if his Master regretted taking him as a Padawan Learner and his curiosity was demanding he make sure his Master was okay.
Obi-wan sat up and waited till Qui-gon's eyes opened and smiled.
"Yes Padawan?"
"Are you alright Master?" Obi-wan felt stupid for asking but he had to see if he was.
Obi-wan saw a hint of amusement in Qui-gon's blue eyes...ones he thought to be expressionless, but it made him more at ease to see the humor in Qui- gon's face. "Yes Obi-wan, I am fine. Go back to sleep it's late."
"Yes Master." He replied laying back down and soon found himself falling towards a deep sleep again. Even though his Master was still awake and brooding over something, Obi-wan felt more at ease around the man.
He had seen him long before their first meeting and he had seen him for what he was...and he was willing to wait for Xanatos' shadow to lift from Qui-gon's spirit.
Author: The Goddess of Mush and Stuff
A companion piece to There is no Passion there is Serenity, with a tie back to there is no ignorance there is knowledge.
Obi-wan felt the Force prick his senses and drag him away from the peaceful sleep he had found. He was slightly annoyed but followed the feelings and found a familiar aura in the Force.
His Master.
He was confused, his Master was fine, they were on a ship on the way home and there was no danger about so why had the Force summoned him and wanted him?
/I trust to much in my feelings. / he yawned mentally.
But there was something about his Master's Force signature that was irking his interest.
He tried to shield himself, thinking it would be an intrusion this early in their relationship and tried to figure out 'what' his master was doing.
It wasn't hard to see he was in deep mediations. But why did it seem his Master was troubled? He tried to push a bit harder but his fear of Qui-gon sensing him caused him to backtrack a bit and just consider the man.
Qui-gon was a private man, this much he knew. However there was lots that Obi-wan knew about his Master. He was one of the best swordsmen in the order, he was more attuned to the living force, he was compassionate, and he was a great negotiator. Why he knew those things he wasn't sure but it was like his guide to what he could know about Qui-gon Jinn.
He hoped anyway. This man had been his last chance for being chosen as a Padawan.
/And you were his last chance./ his mind seemed to echo.
Impossible. He shook the thought from his mind but it stuck and kept repeating itself. Qui-gon's last chance??? Last chance for what?
/Padawan do not fear/
The new memory was unfamiliar at first but it finally did come back as a night he and Bant had spent in the Temple Library with Master Yaddle. He had seen a shadow that he had thought was hiding.
Qui-gon hiding?
Suddenly the pieces fit together. Xanatos had destroyed Qui-gon's trust and he had pretty much fought the idea of another padawan, so Qui-gon hid himself from the initiates, taking mission after mission, only coming back when Yoda forced him.
Obi-wan felt Qui-gon come out of his meditations. He wondered if his Master regretted taking him as a Padawan Learner and his curiosity was demanding he make sure his Master was okay.
Obi-wan sat up and waited till Qui-gon's eyes opened and smiled.
"Yes Padawan?"
"Are you alright Master?" Obi-wan felt stupid for asking but he had to see if he was.
Obi-wan saw a hint of amusement in Qui-gon's blue eyes...ones he thought to be expressionless, but it made him more at ease to see the humor in Qui- gon's face. "Yes Obi-wan, I am fine. Go back to sleep it's late."
"Yes Master." He replied laying back down and soon found himself falling towards a deep sleep again. Even though his Master was still awake and brooding over something, Obi-wan felt more at ease around the man.
He had seen him long before their first meeting and he had seen him for what he was...and he was willing to wait for Xanatos' shadow to lift from Qui-gon's spirit.
