The Bounty Huntress
When the Kitchen Gets Hot
Dhalatya's wrinkled hands pulled Obi-Wan's cheeks, eyelids, and forehead until he thought she'd pull the skin right off his face.
"Yes, a pretty one, this one." She finally cackled in Basic. She handed Sim a liquid and Obi-Wan realized she hadn't needed to look at him in the first place, the medicine all ready prepared. He listened and frowned as Sim and the old hag spoke in Malorean. Sim smelled the liquid and wrinkled her nose to great effect. Shrugging her shoulders, but with a gleam in her eyes, she handed the liquid to Obi-Wan.
"Drink it up, and quick is my suggestion."
Obi-Wan sniffed first and closed his eyes. How could he not have smelled the poison and now he was being told this stench would help him.
"Look, it could be days before your eyes clear on their own, it's late, just drink it." urged Sim.
Obi-Wan held his breath, fine; he would drink it. It was as vile as it smelled and he felt as if he would vomit before he could finish it all. The old woman was laughing, speaking rapidly to Sim. Obi-Wan thrust the empty container at Sim.
"She says a man like you would make many children with that kind of fortitude." Sim was grinning mischievously, "Oh, and don't worry about bathrooms, along the forest path you can just stop behind a tree."
"What?"
Sim offered some herbs and charms to Dhalatya who accepted them. Then she grabbed Obi-Wan's arm and pulled him away.
"Say thank you!!"
"Thank you."
"Oh, oh, oh ....." Obi-Wan felt an urge to answer the call of nature unlike any other time in his life. Apparently the old woman knew it as well as she cackled behind him.
"Well, move." Sim drug him along quickly out of the main square. When they finally entered the forest path she practically threw him into a tree. "Go behind it, quickly."
Obi-Wan relieved himself.
"What was in that?!" he shouted.
"Just to cleanse your system..."
"Oh, NO!" wailed Obi-Wan. Sim pushed him back behind the same tree. If that wasn't bad enough he could hear laughter all around him. Returning to the path. "You're still fuzzy."
"It's medicine, Obi-Wan. Not magic."
"I can't believe it's working this fast on other parts of my system." he said sarcastically.
"Well, we've got to get you home and filled with water."
"What?!" They had barely gone 10ft. when Sim threw him behind another tree.
"So you don't dehydrate."
Obi-Wan returned to the path. "So you can have an even better time at my expense." he growled.
"You could just leave your pants down. I won't mind. Promise." Sim said gleefully.
"You don't have to sound that pleased."
"Hmm--yes, I do!"
Obi-Wan sighed, there would be no winning here, "Tree!" And Sim threw him behind another.
Dhalatya's wrinkled hands pulled Obi-Wan's cheeks, eyelids, and forehead until he thought she'd pull the skin right off his face.
"Yes, a pretty one, this one." She finally cackled in Basic. She handed Sim a liquid and Obi-Wan realized she hadn't needed to look at him in the first place, the medicine all ready prepared. He listened and frowned as Sim and the old hag spoke in Malorean. Sim smelled the liquid and wrinkled her nose to great effect. Shrugging her shoulders, but with a gleam in her eyes, she handed the liquid to Obi-Wan.
"Drink it up, and quick is my suggestion."
Obi-Wan sniffed first and closed his eyes. How could he not have smelled the poison and now he was being told this stench would help him.
"Look, it could be days before your eyes clear on their own, it's late, just drink it." urged Sim.
Obi-Wan held his breath, fine; he would drink it. It was as vile as it smelled and he felt as if he would vomit before he could finish it all. The old woman was laughing, speaking rapidly to Sim. Obi-Wan thrust the empty container at Sim.
"She says a man like you would make many children with that kind of fortitude." Sim was grinning mischievously, "Oh, and don't worry about bathrooms, along the forest path you can just stop behind a tree."
"What?"
Sim offered some herbs and charms to Dhalatya who accepted them. Then she grabbed Obi-Wan's arm and pulled him away.
"Say thank you!!"
"Thank you."
"Oh, oh, oh ....." Obi-Wan felt an urge to answer the call of nature unlike any other time in his life. Apparently the old woman knew it as well as she cackled behind him.
"Well, move." Sim drug him along quickly out of the main square. When they finally entered the forest path she practically threw him into a tree. "Go behind it, quickly."
Obi-Wan relieved himself.
"What was in that?!" he shouted.
"Just to cleanse your system..."
"Oh, NO!" wailed Obi-Wan. Sim pushed him back behind the same tree. If that wasn't bad enough he could hear laughter all around him. Returning to the path. "You're still fuzzy."
"It's medicine, Obi-Wan. Not magic."
"I can't believe it's working this fast on other parts of my system." he said sarcastically.
"Well, we've got to get you home and filled with water."
"What?!" They had barely gone 10ft. when Sim threw him behind another tree.
"So you don't dehydrate."
Obi-Wan returned to the path. "So you can have an even better time at my expense." he growled.
"You could just leave your pants down. I won't mind. Promise." Sim said gleefully.
"You don't have to sound that pleased."
"Hmm--yes, I do!"
Obi-Wan sighed, there would be no winning here, "Tree!" And Sim threw him behind another.