Xanatos's POV
Part nine
Qui-gon had returned from the Healers. He is planning to leave as soon as Obi-wan is ready. I had told him that he would be stable enough to travel within a few weeks at best. He only agreed. I can still sense his dark side. It is twisting in his grasp, but he will not let it go. Maybe the way back for him will be open, with Obi-wan's help, it will be open. But now we have to deal with more pressing matters.
"Let me contact my fleet," Qui-gon said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I need to inform them of the change of plans. They will attack Coruscant in two days if I do not contact them," he said.
"You always have a back up plan," I said.
"And you always have a back door," he said.
I sighed and led him to a comm station. He turned it on and signaled his fleet. The same officer that had seen us off was back.
"Officer Doran, I want you to dissipate the fleet. Our mission has been dissolved," Qui-gon said.
"But what about the murders, Master?" Doran asked.
"Do not question me, Officer. I have taken care of the murders. Now dissolve the fleet and go home," Qui-gon growled, putting on his cold face.
Doran shook slightly in fear, "I will do so immediately, Sir," he said and the link cut off.
"Are you sure they will follow your orders?" I asked.
"Yes, I made sure of that too," he said then walked away.
I looked at his retreating back. Sometimes that man baffles even me.
Part nine
Qui-gon had returned from the Healers. He is planning to leave as soon as Obi-wan is ready. I had told him that he would be stable enough to travel within a few weeks at best. He only agreed. I can still sense his dark side. It is twisting in his grasp, but he will not let it go. Maybe the way back for him will be open, with Obi-wan's help, it will be open. But now we have to deal with more pressing matters.
"Let me contact my fleet," Qui-gon said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I need to inform them of the change of plans. They will attack Coruscant in two days if I do not contact them," he said.
"You always have a back up plan," I said.
"And you always have a back door," he said.
I sighed and led him to a comm station. He turned it on and signaled his fleet. The same officer that had seen us off was back.
"Officer Doran, I want you to dissipate the fleet. Our mission has been dissolved," Qui-gon said.
"But what about the murders, Master?" Doran asked.
"Do not question me, Officer. I have taken care of the murders. Now dissolve the fleet and go home," Qui-gon growled, putting on his cold face.
Doran shook slightly in fear, "I will do so immediately, Sir," he said and the link cut off.
"Are you sure they will follow your orders?" I asked.
"Yes, I made sure of that too," he said then walked away.
I looked at his retreating back. Sometimes that man baffles even me.