A/N: Here we go again. Thanks for all those who read and reviewed my little
interlude. It was mostly to assuage my boredom and insanity. Please
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Anakin adjusted Lanen's body so that she would be more comfortable. Then he stood over his Master, very, very worried. The bleeding in his chest and stomach had started again. It was very severe and he really needed medical attention. Would he die before he could get it?
The young Padawan stood over his Master, wondering what to do. Suddenly, the man in front of him began to glow with an unnatural blue light. Anakin stared, unsure of what to do. Was he dying before his eyes, turning into an angel? What could he do to stop it? He cursed silently. He was losing one of the only three people who'd ever believed in him. One was dead, one was back on Tatooine. What had he done to deserve this?
Obi-Wan groaned. Pain, oh, pain. This was horrible. What the hell. . .? Then he remembered that he'd been shot. Oh, that's easy he thought. I'll just get a hold of this here, and it'll help. I know it. A few minutes later, the pain lessened enough for him to open his eyes and sit up. Oh good, the bleeding stopped he thought. Then he noticed Anakin's face. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
Anakin stared for a minute, before he started stuttering. "But. . . You. . . Glow. . .Dead. . .What the. . .?"
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at him and he shut up. "Okay, I am not dead, I was not glowing, I am most certainly NOT an angel!"
Anakin wondered where he'd gotten the fact that he'd thought his Master had been turning into an angel. Then he realized.
Obi-Wan couldn't help it. He cracked up at the look on his Padawan's face as he realized his thoughts had been on an open, public display. He quickly shielded his mind. He blushed with embarrassment.
Obi-Wan shook his head and moved over to where Lanen's prone form lay. Anakin had a tendency to worry when he was injured at all. Understandable. He was all the boy had. Lanen would be all right. She just had some bruises and she was, of course unconscious. She would probably wake up with a killer headache. Beyond that, she was fine. As for himself, he was perfectly fine. He was definitely going to give more than a piece of his mind to three certain Council members. He'd probably give them a piece of his lightsaber too. Beyond that, he was fine, too.
Akhorel showed up with a few of his guards having heard the noise. Obi-Wan quickly told him all that had happened. Akhorel showed no emotion, no OBVIOUS emotion. You could see in his eyes that he was beyond pissed. Obi- Wan, though, suddenly felt light-headed. He saw stars and felt himself falling, falling, into darkness. . .falling. . .
"Master?!?!" the young Padawan cried. He tried to catch the falling man, but, unfortunately, he was too heavy. Obi-Wan hit the ground, hard. Poor baby.
Then Lessa showed up, dragging Khala and severely cursing him out, and shoved him at the guard people's hands. Then she went and made sure her Padawan was okay. Then she went and got a medic. The medic carried Lanen to the med wing and Lessa was left to figure out how to get the unconscious Master Kenobi there. Dammit, life was rough.
She finally decided on the simple approach: lifting him up with the Force. It would definitely be easy. Sort of. She'd need to concentrate, but that wouldn't be hard. Anyway. . .
About halfway through the journey to the med wing, Obi-Wan woke up. He looked around, found himself floating, saw Lessa, and figured out what was happening. "Lessa, put me down."
Lessa, startled, lost her concentration and her grip on Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, startled, hit the ground hard and let loose a string of obscenities that no one, anywhere, has yet seen the like of. Lessa could only laugh, cry, and hug him joyfully. He could only wrap his arms around her and mutter under his breath.
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Anakin adjusted Lanen's body so that she would be more comfortable. Then he stood over his Master, very, very worried. The bleeding in his chest and stomach had started again. It was very severe and he really needed medical attention. Would he die before he could get it?
The young Padawan stood over his Master, wondering what to do. Suddenly, the man in front of him began to glow with an unnatural blue light. Anakin stared, unsure of what to do. Was he dying before his eyes, turning into an angel? What could he do to stop it? He cursed silently. He was losing one of the only three people who'd ever believed in him. One was dead, one was back on Tatooine. What had he done to deserve this?
Obi-Wan groaned. Pain, oh, pain. This was horrible. What the hell. . .? Then he remembered that he'd been shot. Oh, that's easy he thought. I'll just get a hold of this here, and it'll help. I know it. A few minutes later, the pain lessened enough for him to open his eyes and sit up. Oh good, the bleeding stopped he thought. Then he noticed Anakin's face. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
Anakin stared for a minute, before he started stuttering. "But. . . You. . . Glow. . .Dead. . .What the. . .?"
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at him and he shut up. "Okay, I am not dead, I was not glowing, I am most certainly NOT an angel!"
Anakin wondered where he'd gotten the fact that he'd thought his Master had been turning into an angel. Then he realized.
Obi-Wan couldn't help it. He cracked up at the look on his Padawan's face as he realized his thoughts had been on an open, public display. He quickly shielded his mind. He blushed with embarrassment.
Obi-Wan shook his head and moved over to where Lanen's prone form lay. Anakin had a tendency to worry when he was injured at all. Understandable. He was all the boy had. Lanen would be all right. She just had some bruises and she was, of course unconscious. She would probably wake up with a killer headache. Beyond that, she was fine. As for himself, he was perfectly fine. He was definitely going to give more than a piece of his mind to three certain Council members. He'd probably give them a piece of his lightsaber too. Beyond that, he was fine, too.
Akhorel showed up with a few of his guards having heard the noise. Obi-Wan quickly told him all that had happened. Akhorel showed no emotion, no OBVIOUS emotion. You could see in his eyes that he was beyond pissed. Obi- Wan, though, suddenly felt light-headed. He saw stars and felt himself falling, falling, into darkness. . .falling. . .
"Master?!?!" the young Padawan cried. He tried to catch the falling man, but, unfortunately, he was too heavy. Obi-Wan hit the ground, hard. Poor baby.
Then Lessa showed up, dragging Khala and severely cursing him out, and shoved him at the guard people's hands. Then she went and made sure her Padawan was okay. Then she went and got a medic. The medic carried Lanen to the med wing and Lessa was left to figure out how to get the unconscious Master Kenobi there. Dammit, life was rough.
She finally decided on the simple approach: lifting him up with the Force. It would definitely be easy. Sort of. She'd need to concentrate, but that wouldn't be hard. Anyway. . .
About halfway through the journey to the med wing, Obi-Wan woke up. He looked around, found himself floating, saw Lessa, and figured out what was happening. "Lessa, put me down."
Lessa, startled, lost her concentration and her grip on Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, startled, hit the ground hard and let loose a string of obscenities that no one, anywhere, has yet seen the like of. Lessa could only laugh, cry, and hug him joyfully. He could only wrap his arms around her and mutter under his breath.
A/N: REVIEW!!! PLEASE!!! And don't forget to read my other story too!!!