*Cough* sorry it has taken me so long to get another one up.I did not
realize how hard AP History was until I took my last test.*Shudder*
Anyway, I've got two actually, so I'll put both up today!
Thanks for the reviews!
Part 4 (Short post)
The transport lifted off from the platform with the four Jedi strapped in their seats. From the normal observer, it would seem like nothing was out of the ordinary. However, inside said transport, nothing was as it seemed. Anakin and Bant were chatting quietly about everything and nothing. Although Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were seated together, the tension between the two was palpable.
Both the healer and Apprentice were worried. When Anakin and Obi-Wan had arrived at the platform, Bant and Qui-Gon were already there. Anakin had enthusiastically greeted Qui-Gon, but complained that he had not visited him in the past several months. When Obi-Wan heard that, he turned to his padawan in shock and asked him if he saw master Qui-Gon regularly prier to this mission. Anakin had replied, 'not as often as I would like, but I do occasionally see him at the Temple.' He then had continued on blithely, 'He helped me out a lot when I couldn't go on missions with you.'
Obi-Wan had stared at Anakin for a while, until what had been said had fully registered in his head. He had turned to Qui-Gon, his face devoid of all emotion, said, 'Thank you very much master Jinn for helping my padawan.' He left the three behind as he virtually stormed his way up the ramp.
Now Obi-Wan had yet to say anything other than a yes or no answer to Bant's futile attempts to draw him into conversation. Anakin was slowly but surely turning the conversation toward Qui-Gon.
While the trip to Borleias was going to be very short, Obi-Wan found that he could no longer stand sitting with the rest of the group. He stood up with his pack still slung over his shoulder. With one last look at Bant and Anakin, Obi left to go to one of the small cabins in the back.
Once there, he didn't bother to close the door before sitting on the low laying pallet on the floor. He began to unzip his pack to find something - anything to keep him occupied. What was on top only served to upset him further. "How in the sith did that get there..?"
Without looking at it again, Obi-Wan tucked his legs up to his chest and rested his chin on his knees. The pain had resurfaced full force now and would not be ignored. "Why Master?" He whispered.
Anakin looked at Qui-Gon who sat staring after Obi-Wan. "What's wrong with master? He won't open his end of the bond."
Before Qui-Gon could answer, Bant pinned him with a glare that made him wilt inside. "Aren't you going to go talk to him?" /Yes./ Qui-Gon wanted to say, /I want talk to my padawan./ "No." He found himself saying.
Anakin looked at Qui-Gon in surprise. He turned to find Bant scowling. Finding himself feeling out of place, he stood up. "I'm going to talk to the pilot." Turning on his heel, he left the two behind.
Now that Anakin was gone, Bant let loose. "What the heck do you think you are doing? It's clear that you and Obi-Wan need to work this out. It's eating him up Qui-Gon! You've made him doubt himself because you never even bothered to answer a single one of the messages he left you."
Qui-Gon held Bant's glare until he could no longer take it and dropped his gaze in shame. "It's my fault. Every time Obi-Wan came back I requested to go on a mission to avoid talking to him. I didn't think that he would actually want to see me."
Bant closed her eyes in consternation. /How could such a strong Jedi master be so.so thick headed?/ "Open you're eyes Qui-Gon Jinn and look beyond what you think you see!" She walked over to stubborn master. "You will go in there and talk to him or by the Force you will regret it!"
Anyway, I've got two actually, so I'll put both up today!
Thanks for the reviews!
Part 4 (Short post)
The transport lifted off from the platform with the four Jedi strapped in their seats. From the normal observer, it would seem like nothing was out of the ordinary. However, inside said transport, nothing was as it seemed. Anakin and Bant were chatting quietly about everything and nothing. Although Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were seated together, the tension between the two was palpable.
Both the healer and Apprentice were worried. When Anakin and Obi-Wan had arrived at the platform, Bant and Qui-Gon were already there. Anakin had enthusiastically greeted Qui-Gon, but complained that he had not visited him in the past several months. When Obi-Wan heard that, he turned to his padawan in shock and asked him if he saw master Qui-Gon regularly prier to this mission. Anakin had replied, 'not as often as I would like, but I do occasionally see him at the Temple.' He then had continued on blithely, 'He helped me out a lot when I couldn't go on missions with you.'
Obi-Wan had stared at Anakin for a while, until what had been said had fully registered in his head. He had turned to Qui-Gon, his face devoid of all emotion, said, 'Thank you very much master Jinn for helping my padawan.' He left the three behind as he virtually stormed his way up the ramp.
Now Obi-Wan had yet to say anything other than a yes or no answer to Bant's futile attempts to draw him into conversation. Anakin was slowly but surely turning the conversation toward Qui-Gon.
While the trip to Borleias was going to be very short, Obi-Wan found that he could no longer stand sitting with the rest of the group. He stood up with his pack still slung over his shoulder. With one last look at Bant and Anakin, Obi left to go to one of the small cabins in the back.
Once there, he didn't bother to close the door before sitting on the low laying pallet on the floor. He began to unzip his pack to find something - anything to keep him occupied. What was on top only served to upset him further. "How in the sith did that get there..?"
Without looking at it again, Obi-Wan tucked his legs up to his chest and rested his chin on his knees. The pain had resurfaced full force now and would not be ignored. "Why Master?" He whispered.
Anakin looked at Qui-Gon who sat staring after Obi-Wan. "What's wrong with master? He won't open his end of the bond."
Before Qui-Gon could answer, Bant pinned him with a glare that made him wilt inside. "Aren't you going to go talk to him?" /Yes./ Qui-Gon wanted to say, /I want talk to my padawan./ "No." He found himself saying.
Anakin looked at Qui-Gon in surprise. He turned to find Bant scowling. Finding himself feeling out of place, he stood up. "I'm going to talk to the pilot." Turning on his heel, he left the two behind.
Now that Anakin was gone, Bant let loose. "What the heck do you think you are doing? It's clear that you and Obi-Wan need to work this out. It's eating him up Qui-Gon! You've made him doubt himself because you never even bothered to answer a single one of the messages he left you."
Qui-Gon held Bant's glare until he could no longer take it and dropped his gaze in shame. "It's my fault. Every time Obi-Wan came back I requested to go on a mission to avoid talking to him. I didn't think that he would actually want to see me."
Bant closed her eyes in consternation. /How could such a strong Jedi master be so.so thick headed?/ "Open you're eyes Qui-Gon Jinn and look beyond what you think you see!" She walked over to stubborn master. "You will go in there and talk to him or by the Force you will regret it!"