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Part 3
Anakin Skywalker emerged from the fresher feeling only slightly more awake than he was before. The seventeen year-old Apprentice had a penchant for sleeping in. /At least Master is not an early riser either - other wise I fear I would never survive the mornings. / He stretched languidly. Now that the continuous stream of missions now appeared to have stopped, Anakin planned on making the most out of the down time. After their last mission, he felt that he and his master deserved to take some time off, Especially Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan was always there for Anakin whenever he got himself into trouble, which occurred more often than not. Anakin wanted to start returning the favor.
He walked over to the table upon which he had set his class work the previous night. He was not surprised to find a note from his master reminding him to get to class.on time. Anakin grimaced when he saw the time. /Master is not going to be happy about this. / Personally, he was not looking forward to the lecture and resulting extra hours of meditation. He grabbed a fruit off the table before rushing off to class.
Before he made it out the door, Obi-Wan walked in, barely sparing a glance at his padawan. "I thought you would still be here. That may be just as well, go get packed Anakin, we have another mission. Be ready in an hour." Obi-Wan walked to his room. Before entering he turned around to look at Anakin and tossed him a data pad. "I have already gone by to your teacher's and I have your assignments for the rest of the week. It also has the mission data on there." With that said Obi-Wan closed his door.
Anakin stared at his master's closed door. /So much for the down time./ He suppressed a groan that wanted to escape. Instead he scowled down at the data pad that Obi-Wan had lofted to him. Heading back into his room, he began to round up everything he would need for the mission, which wasn't much. Considering they had just got back from one the day before. /What was the council think they were doing, running the master/apprentice team into the ground? / He angrily stepped through the black hole he called a room. He looked forlornly at his latest project that he had started over 5 months ago. At the moment it was just something to take his mind off day to day life.
It took less then a minute to collect everything he needed. He closed his pack and fell back onto his unmade bed. His thoughts turned to his master as he fiddled with the hilt of his lightsaber. When Obi-Wan had come in a few minutes ago, he'd seemed rather put out. Anakin gently probed his master through their bond only to be rebuffed by the strong shields that were firmly in place.
He wondered what could have put his master so out of sorts, when even the delegates from the last mission had not been able to penetrate his Jedi calm. Before long, Anakin found himself drifting off to sleep once again.
Obi-Wan had felt Anakin's probe. He felt guilty for being so curt with his padawan when he first came in. /I can't take this out on him. It's not his fault. /
While Anakin's room was a total disaster, Obi-Wan's was impeccable. Everything had its place. He could find some of his artwork leaning against the walls, exactly in the place he had left them. Sometimes, when he was not training Anakin or on a mission, his art brought a release of stress.
He placed his pack onto his bed, and then walked over to a particularly large stack of drawings resting in the far right corner at the foot of his dresser. He sank down onto his knees before the pile. His hands shook slightly as he carefully flipped through the fragile sheets of paper. Most of it was very old, dating back to his apprenticeship. A lump formed in his throat when he reached a particular one that brought up old and painful memories. Bringing it out of the pile, he slumped back up against the wall.
Obi-Wan could still remember drawing this one. The detailed charcoal drawing was not very big, but the emotion placed into more than made up for its size. It was a portrait of Qui-Gon and twenty year old Obi-Wan. They had received a month of down time that had been sorely needed. Obi-wan had drawn it toward the end of their 'vacation'. Qui-Gon had been so energetic; his stoic mask stuffed in one of his many drawers. He had even playfully shoved Obi into the pool one day. When Obi-Wan had reemerged he had glared at his master, until he saw Qui-Gon laughing, his features alit with merriment. Obi-Wan had leaned his forearms on the edge of the pool, a small smile playing across his lips as he watched his highly amused master.
Later that day, Obi-Wan had found a holo of them at the pool on his pillow. Obi had smirked knowing that somehow, Yoda had been the one to see that. Obi-Wan had been compelled to draw it but, he never showed his master the holo. When he had finished it, he decided that he would give it to Qui-Gon on the day of his knighting.
/That time has come and gone. / When Qui-Gon couldn't be at his knighting ceremony, Obi-Wan had thought to leave the picture in the infirmary along with the braid. He ended up leaving the braid, but something had stopped him from leaving the portrait.
Obi-Wan was so immersed in his thoughts that he almost forgot the time. He stood up with the portrait still in hand. Retrieving his pack, he went out to his padawan's room.
What he saw when he opened the door made him pause for a minute. Anakin was asleep, propped up on the wall, his pack tucked under his chin. Obi- Wan leaned against the door frame for a moment taking in the sight. He was warmed by the sight and was more than a little angry that the council continued to push them so much lately. /When we get back from this Anakin, I promise you that we will take time off, with the approval of the council or not. /
He walked over to his young apprentice suddenly reluctant to wake him. Placing a hand gently on Anakin's shoulder, he lightly shook his apprentice. "Ani, you need to wake up. We'll be late to our transport."
Anakin started with a soft snort. He opened his eyes blearily, focusing on his master. "Yes master. I'm sorry about falling asleep, it just that."
"It's alright Ani. We are both in the need of rest. When this mission is over, we will not be going anywhere else for at least a month."
Standing, Anakin clutched his pack close to his side with his right hand and rubbed the sleep from his eyes with the other. "That sounds great master." He maneuvered around Obi-Wan to grab his cloak off its rack.
Obi-Wan carded his fingers through his hair for a moment before heading out the door. His mind began to turn toward the up coming mission. He was glad that Bant would be coming along. He didn't know what he would do if he didn't have his best friend along to help him through.this. Qui-Gon.
He quickly slammed his shield back in place when he found that he had lowered them. Anakin followed his master. He sensed when Obi-Wan placed his shields back into place. "Master, are you alright?"
Obi-Wan looked blankly at his padawan. "I'm fine Anakin."
"No you're not master!" Anakin was angry that Obi-Wan would not tell him what was bothering him.
Obi-Wan's gaze bore through Anakin. "Leave it at that my young apprentice." A moment passed in silence. His gaze softened a little. "Let's get going, we don't want to keep Bant waiting. You know what she's like when she's kept waiting long enough."
Part 3
Anakin Skywalker emerged from the fresher feeling only slightly more awake than he was before. The seventeen year-old Apprentice had a penchant for sleeping in. /At least Master is not an early riser either - other wise I fear I would never survive the mornings. / He stretched languidly. Now that the continuous stream of missions now appeared to have stopped, Anakin planned on making the most out of the down time. After their last mission, he felt that he and his master deserved to take some time off, Especially Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan was always there for Anakin whenever he got himself into trouble, which occurred more often than not. Anakin wanted to start returning the favor.
He walked over to the table upon which he had set his class work the previous night. He was not surprised to find a note from his master reminding him to get to class.on time. Anakin grimaced when he saw the time. /Master is not going to be happy about this. / Personally, he was not looking forward to the lecture and resulting extra hours of meditation. He grabbed a fruit off the table before rushing off to class.
Before he made it out the door, Obi-Wan walked in, barely sparing a glance at his padawan. "I thought you would still be here. That may be just as well, go get packed Anakin, we have another mission. Be ready in an hour." Obi-Wan walked to his room. Before entering he turned around to look at Anakin and tossed him a data pad. "I have already gone by to your teacher's and I have your assignments for the rest of the week. It also has the mission data on there." With that said Obi-Wan closed his door.
Anakin stared at his master's closed door. /So much for the down time./ He suppressed a groan that wanted to escape. Instead he scowled down at the data pad that Obi-Wan had lofted to him. Heading back into his room, he began to round up everything he would need for the mission, which wasn't much. Considering they had just got back from one the day before. /What was the council think they were doing, running the master/apprentice team into the ground? / He angrily stepped through the black hole he called a room. He looked forlornly at his latest project that he had started over 5 months ago. At the moment it was just something to take his mind off day to day life.
It took less then a minute to collect everything he needed. He closed his pack and fell back onto his unmade bed. His thoughts turned to his master as he fiddled with the hilt of his lightsaber. When Obi-Wan had come in a few minutes ago, he'd seemed rather put out. Anakin gently probed his master through their bond only to be rebuffed by the strong shields that were firmly in place.
He wondered what could have put his master so out of sorts, when even the delegates from the last mission had not been able to penetrate his Jedi calm. Before long, Anakin found himself drifting off to sleep once again.
Obi-Wan had felt Anakin's probe. He felt guilty for being so curt with his padawan when he first came in. /I can't take this out on him. It's not his fault. /
While Anakin's room was a total disaster, Obi-Wan's was impeccable. Everything had its place. He could find some of his artwork leaning against the walls, exactly in the place he had left them. Sometimes, when he was not training Anakin or on a mission, his art brought a release of stress.
He placed his pack onto his bed, and then walked over to a particularly large stack of drawings resting in the far right corner at the foot of his dresser. He sank down onto his knees before the pile. His hands shook slightly as he carefully flipped through the fragile sheets of paper. Most of it was very old, dating back to his apprenticeship. A lump formed in his throat when he reached a particular one that brought up old and painful memories. Bringing it out of the pile, he slumped back up against the wall.
Obi-Wan could still remember drawing this one. The detailed charcoal drawing was not very big, but the emotion placed into more than made up for its size. It was a portrait of Qui-Gon and twenty year old Obi-Wan. They had received a month of down time that had been sorely needed. Obi-wan had drawn it toward the end of their 'vacation'. Qui-Gon had been so energetic; his stoic mask stuffed in one of his many drawers. He had even playfully shoved Obi into the pool one day. When Obi-Wan had reemerged he had glared at his master, until he saw Qui-Gon laughing, his features alit with merriment. Obi-Wan had leaned his forearms on the edge of the pool, a small smile playing across his lips as he watched his highly amused master.
Later that day, Obi-Wan had found a holo of them at the pool on his pillow. Obi had smirked knowing that somehow, Yoda had been the one to see that. Obi-Wan had been compelled to draw it but, he never showed his master the holo. When he had finished it, he decided that he would give it to Qui-Gon on the day of his knighting.
/That time has come and gone. / When Qui-Gon couldn't be at his knighting ceremony, Obi-Wan had thought to leave the picture in the infirmary along with the braid. He ended up leaving the braid, but something had stopped him from leaving the portrait.
Obi-Wan was so immersed in his thoughts that he almost forgot the time. He stood up with the portrait still in hand. Retrieving his pack, he went out to his padawan's room.
What he saw when he opened the door made him pause for a minute. Anakin was asleep, propped up on the wall, his pack tucked under his chin. Obi- Wan leaned against the door frame for a moment taking in the sight. He was warmed by the sight and was more than a little angry that the council continued to push them so much lately. /When we get back from this Anakin, I promise you that we will take time off, with the approval of the council or not. /
He walked over to his young apprentice suddenly reluctant to wake him. Placing a hand gently on Anakin's shoulder, he lightly shook his apprentice. "Ani, you need to wake up. We'll be late to our transport."
Anakin started with a soft snort. He opened his eyes blearily, focusing on his master. "Yes master. I'm sorry about falling asleep, it just that."
"It's alright Ani. We are both in the need of rest. When this mission is over, we will not be going anywhere else for at least a month."
Standing, Anakin clutched his pack close to his side with his right hand and rubbed the sleep from his eyes with the other. "That sounds great master." He maneuvered around Obi-Wan to grab his cloak off its rack.
Obi-Wan carded his fingers through his hair for a moment before heading out the door. His mind began to turn toward the up coming mission. He was glad that Bant would be coming along. He didn't know what he would do if he didn't have his best friend along to help him through.this. Qui-Gon.
He quickly slammed his shield back in place when he found that he had lowered them. Anakin followed his master. He sensed when Obi-Wan placed his shields back into place. "Master, are you alright?"
Obi-Wan looked blankly at his padawan. "I'm fine Anakin."
"No you're not master!" Anakin was angry that Obi-Wan would not tell him what was bothering him.
Obi-Wan's gaze bore through Anakin. "Leave it at that my young apprentice." A moment passed in silence. His gaze softened a little. "Let's get going, we don't want to keep Bant waiting. You know what she's like when she's kept waiting long enough."