AN: In the role play, Qui-Gon and Obi are soulmates... lifemates.. :-) But... with a very open relationship. Which allows for this little romance to occur. Now... I can forget the role play, though it'll change a bit of what happens later on (good stuff, mild M/F/M mush.. no lemons like that.) or I can leave it as is. I'll let YOU decide... but please, email them to me. Subject: Calling Me Home SW Fan fic. *grin* thank ya muchly!)
Obi-Wan rose immediately at his Master's voice, somehow maintaining his catlike grace as he accepted Qui-Gon's robe to put away. Noting the slight look of trepidation on his Padawan's guest's face, he managed to soften and smooth the harsher lines and voice, choosing his words so as he wouldn't frighten her without losing the need for the now-composed learner to explain.
"Obi-Wan, who is our guest?" he tried again, and this time both of the younger pair seemed to relax, releasing a veritable waterfall of words from the Padawan. Apparently, Qui-Gon's student was rather excited about the girl.
'I was walking back from the Senate - an assignment for Master Windu - when I felt a very odd sensation through the Force. I headed toward it to see what could be causing such a strange disturbance. Alyssa, my guest, was standing right where the unusual vibrations were coming from, looking rather bewildered to say the very least. An Ishi Tib (god.. is that a person or a race? ::quirk and a brow furrow:: ) was yelling at her, but from her face, I could tell she didn't understand a word he was saying. Next thing I knew, she was falling down, so I hurried over, hoping that she'd understand me. Master... she's not from this world.. not from this galaxy! I don't know how she got here... "
"There is no evidence of a mind wipe? Or amenesia?" the Jedi Master interrupted, more information coming to him from their shared bond than from his learner's verbal diarrhea. He could nearly -see- the entire event, heart what his Padawan heard. In essence, it was as if Qui-Gon had been standing beside his Padawan learner the entire time.
Of course, Obi-Wan's excitement and curiosity allowed the information to bubble up easily from his memories, picked up readily by his Master.
"I'm certain, Master. Whatever happened to her, she isn't lying. It either happened to her or was such a vivid illusion that it might as well have. For all intents and purposes, she isn't from this galaxy."
Even with the excitement that gushed from the Padawan, Obi had managed to create a small dinner for them all while he'd been talking. Alyssa glanced from one man to the other as they mused over what would happen to her, remaining mute as Qui-Gon went over their options, all of them involving telling the Council. All of them involving Alyssa's return home. Both of the younger humans exchanged a "look" that clearly said, "He's trying to make us look only to the positive..."
Finally, Obi-Wan cleared his throat, gesturing to Alyssa almost casually. "With all respect, Master... we aren't children. Alyssa seems to know that there is a chance we won't be able to send her home.. not soon, or not ever. What will we do if she needs to stay here?" Obi shifted in his robes uncomfortably as Qui-Gon's gaze focused on the senior Padawan, but relaxed when the familiar chuckle of amusement turned the taller man's lips.
"Forgive me, Obi-Wan... Alyssa. You are right to wonder about these things, Padawan. If Alyssa is unable to return home, I will petition the Council that she be allowed to stay here till she is ready to tackle life here on her own. And until the Council says otherwise, or Alyssa does, she is welcome to stay with us," the Jedi Master replied, eyes twinkling in mirth at the reaction of both.
Obi-Wan smiled at the news. A mild sense of ownership washed over him... not that he *owned* Alyssa, but he'd be taking care of her when she needed it, teaching her about the Galaxy they were in.
"Now... Obi-Wan. How about you show Alyssa a bit of Coruscant while I bring this matter up with the Council? I'm sure that your knowledge of this planet will be beneficial to her." It wasn't a suggestion at all, but an order. And this one was to have *FUN*, though Qui-Gon wouldn't outright say it just then. Master Jinn's Padawan couldn't have been more thrilled. He was getting permission... no... a direct instruction to go out and enjoy himself in the company of an oddly dressed, though quite pretty (in his eyes, at least) young lady. He wouldn't look this gift horse in the mouth, though he mentally reminded himself to check Qui-Gon's sanity when he returned.
"Yes, Master. Is there a specific time you would like us to return by?" Obi-speak for "I wonder if we'll have time for a drink or two..."
"Just remember that you have morning exercises tomorrow. Master Yoda would not appreciate you falling asleep in the middle of your Katas."
Yup. Master Qui-Gon Jinn had lost his mind, in Obi-Wan's opinion. And he was certainly going to take full advantage of the situation.
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(Author here. Again. Lol... I'm sorry if Obi seems a bit too energetic in this one, but... well.. he's male. And 18. And hormone driven. Go figure. Again, email me if you want to see more... and if you have an opinion as to which direction this little fic is going to go.)
Obi-Wan rose immediately at his Master's voice, somehow maintaining his catlike grace as he accepted Qui-Gon's robe to put away. Noting the slight look of trepidation on his Padawan's guest's face, he managed to soften and smooth the harsher lines and voice, choosing his words so as he wouldn't frighten her without losing the need for the now-composed learner to explain.
"Obi-Wan, who is our guest?" he tried again, and this time both of the younger pair seemed to relax, releasing a veritable waterfall of words from the Padawan. Apparently, Qui-Gon's student was rather excited about the girl.
'I was walking back from the Senate - an assignment for Master Windu - when I felt a very odd sensation through the Force. I headed toward it to see what could be causing such a strange disturbance. Alyssa, my guest, was standing right where the unusual vibrations were coming from, looking rather bewildered to say the very least. An Ishi Tib (god.. is that a person or a race? ::quirk and a brow furrow:: ) was yelling at her, but from her face, I could tell she didn't understand a word he was saying. Next thing I knew, she was falling down, so I hurried over, hoping that she'd understand me. Master... she's not from this world.. not from this galaxy! I don't know how she got here... "
"There is no evidence of a mind wipe? Or amenesia?" the Jedi Master interrupted, more information coming to him from their shared bond than from his learner's verbal diarrhea. He could nearly -see- the entire event, heart what his Padawan heard. In essence, it was as if Qui-Gon had been standing beside his Padawan learner the entire time.
Of course, Obi-Wan's excitement and curiosity allowed the information to bubble up easily from his memories, picked up readily by his Master.
"I'm certain, Master. Whatever happened to her, she isn't lying. It either happened to her or was such a vivid illusion that it might as well have. For all intents and purposes, she isn't from this galaxy."
Even with the excitement that gushed from the Padawan, Obi had managed to create a small dinner for them all while he'd been talking. Alyssa glanced from one man to the other as they mused over what would happen to her, remaining mute as Qui-Gon went over their options, all of them involving telling the Council. All of them involving Alyssa's return home. Both of the younger humans exchanged a "look" that clearly said, "He's trying to make us look only to the positive..."
Finally, Obi-Wan cleared his throat, gesturing to Alyssa almost casually. "With all respect, Master... we aren't children. Alyssa seems to know that there is a chance we won't be able to send her home.. not soon, or not ever. What will we do if she needs to stay here?" Obi shifted in his robes uncomfortably as Qui-Gon's gaze focused on the senior Padawan, but relaxed when the familiar chuckle of amusement turned the taller man's lips.
"Forgive me, Obi-Wan... Alyssa. You are right to wonder about these things, Padawan. If Alyssa is unable to return home, I will petition the Council that she be allowed to stay here till she is ready to tackle life here on her own. And until the Council says otherwise, or Alyssa does, she is welcome to stay with us," the Jedi Master replied, eyes twinkling in mirth at the reaction of both.
Obi-Wan smiled at the news. A mild sense of ownership washed over him... not that he *owned* Alyssa, but he'd be taking care of her when she needed it, teaching her about the Galaxy they were in.
"Now... Obi-Wan. How about you show Alyssa a bit of Coruscant while I bring this matter up with the Council? I'm sure that your knowledge of this planet will be beneficial to her." It wasn't a suggestion at all, but an order. And this one was to have *FUN*, though Qui-Gon wouldn't outright say it just then. Master Jinn's Padawan couldn't have been more thrilled. He was getting permission... no... a direct instruction to go out and enjoy himself in the company of an oddly dressed, though quite pretty (in his eyes, at least) young lady. He wouldn't look this gift horse in the mouth, though he mentally reminded himself to check Qui-Gon's sanity when he returned.
"Yes, Master. Is there a specific time you would like us to return by?" Obi-speak for "I wonder if we'll have time for a drink or two..."
"Just remember that you have morning exercises tomorrow. Master Yoda would not appreciate you falling asleep in the middle of your Katas."
Yup. Master Qui-Gon Jinn had lost his mind, in Obi-Wan's opinion. And he was certainly going to take full advantage of the situation.
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(Author here. Again. Lol... I'm sorry if Obi seems a bit too energetic in this one, but... well.. he's male. And 18. And hormone driven. Go figure. Again, email me if you want to see more... and if you have an opinion as to which direction this little fic is going to go.)