~*~
„The last place, the ship has been seen was on Tatooine. It was said, he sold some slaves and left the planet afterwards, immediately. That's uncommon for Chan. Usually, he looks for new 'goods'.", informed Reeft.
"And where is he now?", Qui-Gon asked over the Comlink. His voice betrayed nothing of his inner turmoil.
"He will be on his way to Rishi."
"Thanks for your help…and your silence.", the Jedi master answered quietly.
"There is nothing to thanks for…just bring Obi-Wan back in one piece.", Reeft replied with a small smile.
"Don't believe a word he's saying, master Jinn." Garen came in sight, a big grin on his face. "He just wants his ship back."
"Haha," Reeft replied sarcastically and tried to push Garen back out of sight. "I'm…not…like…you." He hissed, as his friend struggled against his tries to push him out of the picture.
"But…you'd be …glad to.", Garen hissed back, still a big grin on his face. Only when Qui-Gon shut down the link without another word, the two stopped and starred wondering at the Communication unit. "Did we say something wrong?"
~*~
It hurt to see Garen and Reeft joking together. It brought back memories. Memories of the cheeky grin an Obi-Wan`s face. Of his warm smile. Of his hearty laugh. Of the glint in those blue/green stars.
And it brought knowledge. The knowledge that, maybe, he would never see those things again. Would never share laughter with him again. Never gleam with pride again, when the other masters wondered to whom this talented Padawan in the training halls belonged. And at worst, he would never feel the goodness and warmth of this pure heart, again.
~*~
The sun shined softly through the boughs of the big trees. Birds chirped happily. The lovely smell of flowers was in the air, calmed the senses and the spirit.
But not all spirits.
Only a trained eyes could see the big man, who fought his way unseen through the forest.
Never ever had the Jedi Meister imagined, that a planet with such beauty, could be full of so much injustice. An irony, that could brake ones heart.
He reached out with all his senses and with the help of the force; searched his surroundings. Everything around him, seemed to be alive. Everything around him, seemed to notice him. And it seemed, everything around him wanted him to be happy. He heard the chirp of the birds and felt them send impulses of the force. As if to encourage him; as if they wanted to say: "Have no fear, everything will be alright."
But he couldn't believe it; as much as he tried. And he would only be happy again, when he would have his family back; when Obi-Wan would be at his side again.
~*~
They stepped out in the warm sun; out of the cold ship. Danielle stopped to breathe in the fresh air and to be bathed in the bright sunlight.
"Go on," a guard barged and pushed her roughly forward.
"Tisk, tisk. That's no manner to treat a beautiful lady.", Xanatos mocked and stepped beside Danielle. He watched her. "Someone told me, that a Padawan prevented the attack on Yoda. But it was no Padawan. It was you, right?" He studied her face and searched of any reaction. As he didn't found one, he sighed. "It's hard to find a good sniper, today." Again no sign of change in her empty gaze. "Too bad. If you hadn't saved the little troll, I hadn't been forced to kill Jinn`s naïve apprentice."
A satisfied smile crawled on his face, as she started to take flat, quick breaths.
But when she turned to him, he draw back a bit. Cause, for one tiny moment another emotion crawled in her eyes. For a tiny second, a knowledge could be seen in those empty crystals. There were no anger, no rage, no hate. Just a calm knowledge that said: "With that, you've signed your own death sentence."
„The last place, the ship has been seen was on Tatooine. It was said, he sold some slaves and left the planet afterwards, immediately. That's uncommon for Chan. Usually, he looks for new 'goods'.", informed Reeft.
"And where is he now?", Qui-Gon asked over the Comlink. His voice betrayed nothing of his inner turmoil.
"He will be on his way to Rishi."
"Thanks for your help…and your silence.", the Jedi master answered quietly.
"There is nothing to thanks for…just bring Obi-Wan back in one piece.", Reeft replied with a small smile.
"Don't believe a word he's saying, master Jinn." Garen came in sight, a big grin on his face. "He just wants his ship back."
"Haha," Reeft replied sarcastically and tried to push Garen back out of sight. "I'm…not…like…you." He hissed, as his friend struggled against his tries to push him out of the picture.
"But…you'd be …glad to.", Garen hissed back, still a big grin on his face. Only when Qui-Gon shut down the link without another word, the two stopped and starred wondering at the Communication unit. "Did we say something wrong?"
~*~
It hurt to see Garen and Reeft joking together. It brought back memories. Memories of the cheeky grin an Obi-Wan`s face. Of his warm smile. Of his hearty laugh. Of the glint in those blue/green stars.
And it brought knowledge. The knowledge that, maybe, he would never see those things again. Would never share laughter with him again. Never gleam with pride again, when the other masters wondered to whom this talented Padawan in the training halls belonged. And at worst, he would never feel the goodness and warmth of this pure heart, again.
~*~
The sun shined softly through the boughs of the big trees. Birds chirped happily. The lovely smell of flowers was in the air, calmed the senses and the spirit.
But not all spirits.
Only a trained eyes could see the big man, who fought his way unseen through the forest.
Never ever had the Jedi Meister imagined, that a planet with such beauty, could be full of so much injustice. An irony, that could brake ones heart.
He reached out with all his senses and with the help of the force; searched his surroundings. Everything around him, seemed to be alive. Everything around him, seemed to notice him. And it seemed, everything around him wanted him to be happy. He heard the chirp of the birds and felt them send impulses of the force. As if to encourage him; as if they wanted to say: "Have no fear, everything will be alright."
But he couldn't believe it; as much as he tried. And he would only be happy again, when he would have his family back; when Obi-Wan would be at his side again.
~*~
They stepped out in the warm sun; out of the cold ship. Danielle stopped to breathe in the fresh air and to be bathed in the bright sunlight.
"Go on," a guard barged and pushed her roughly forward.
"Tisk, tisk. That's no manner to treat a beautiful lady.", Xanatos mocked and stepped beside Danielle. He watched her. "Someone told me, that a Padawan prevented the attack on Yoda. But it was no Padawan. It was you, right?" He studied her face and searched of any reaction. As he didn't found one, he sighed. "It's hard to find a good sniper, today." Again no sign of change in her empty gaze. "Too bad. If you hadn't saved the little troll, I hadn't been forced to kill Jinn`s naïve apprentice."
A satisfied smile crawled on his face, as she started to take flat, quick breaths.
But when she turned to him, he draw back a bit. Cause, for one tiny moment another emotion crawled in her eyes. For a tiny second, a knowledge could be seen in those empty crystals. There were no anger, no rage, no hate. Just a calm knowledge that said: "With that, you've signed your own death sentence."
