Disclaimer: I don't own SW. I'm just playing with the characters. I'll return everything (relatively) unharmed.
Spoilers: Some for Ja.
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Author's Note: I suggest that you don't actually try these things. And if you do, any resulting detentions will not be blamed on me. Get that Honora? Thanks to everyone who reviewed last time. Ivy, there isn't any ballet dancing. Not until next story... Please review! All flames shall be cheerfully deleted.
The List
Day Two
Obi-Wan had only fixed the desks in the Jedi History classroom. The teacher's chair was still ready to fall apart. So, when Master Kuli sat in it, it collapsed. Master Kuli was not happy. She even used a few terms that Obi-Wan hadn't heard before. Obi-Wan made sure he flipped the intercom switch that patched communications through to the Council chambers after she was done saying his name.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi! I thought I told you to fix your little mess! You get your butt over here and start picking up pieces! What in all the Sith Hells were you thinking, you little Sith spawned bantha fodder!" She kept going for a few more minutes. Obi-Wan made sure the intercom button flipped off before the master realized that she'd been overheard.
Master Windu's voice came over the intercom. He didn't sound very happy. "If you have a personal problem with the Council, Master Kuli, You will NOT scream over the intercom. And you will NOT swear over an intercom that is answered by Initiates and junior Padawans. We will continue this discussion later, when you do not have a class."
The intercom clicked off. Obi-Wan snickered to himself. He hadn't even gotten in trouble for this one- yet. Too bad.
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Obi-Wan knew that they would be taking notes in Literature. Master Shaedenn always made them take notes on the stories they read. He always used a holoprojector, too. And he generally told the class when they'd be taking notes.
Therefore, it was a simple matter to print pornographic pictures with rude captions off the holonet onto the kind of durasheets that the Temple holoprojectors used. It was another simple matter to put the printouts into the Literature holoprojector in place of the Literature notes. If it had been any easier, Obi-Wan would have been sure that he was being set up.
The Literature lesson started out normally. Master Shaedenn took attendance, then had the class get out their stuff. But when the aging Jedi turned on the holoprojector, a picture of a naked Twilek female appeared. The Master quickly went through the rest of the pages only to find that they sported similar images. Meanwhile, the entire class laughed so hard that their sides ached (the human ones anyway).
Eventually Master Shaedenn just gave the class the rest of the period to themselves while he figured out what happened and whose computer terminal the printouts were from. Every terminal put its ID code at the bottom of everything that it printed. It was simple to run the code through the computer and find out what terminal it was.
The Master wasn't particularly surprised when his search showed that the pictures had been printed from the terminal in Master Jinn's apartment. It was wickedly fun for the master to search through his files and find a long, ancient story filled with symbolism. He had been planning on giving it to his senior Padawan class, so he doubted Obi-Wan would find anyone to help him with it. They didn't mix with the younger students much.
He called Kenobi over and gave him the monster of the assignment. He watched the look on the boy's face as he told him that he was to read the story and answer 70 interpretation and comprehension questions on it. He was satisfied, especially when he promised to tell Master Qui-Gon of the incident.
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A/N: I hope I'll have the next chapter up on Saturday, but midterms are next week, so I won't be posting again for a while.