Chapter 7 - A Conversation with Celine
AN: Man is school giving waaaaaay too much work. I barely have time to type up my stories! Here is the next chapter. I hope you guys like it, and if I have it my way, Eight will be up soon. *Please go my way!*
Obi-Wan found himself hours later pacing his chamber, thinking of Celine and reviewing the battle. He wondered when Celine would show up, what she would say, and what she would do.
The door on the far side of the chamber opened, Celine's large and powerful posture dominating its frame. Obi-Wan stopped pacing and turned to face her.
"Greetings, Jedi."
"Greetings, Celine," Obi-Wan returned in a monotone.
Celine continued forward, the door closing behind her. "You were marvelous in the arena earlier today. A performance to remember, for sure. What was astounding, however, was that you managed to save the lives of both our rancors while you won. Congratulations," Celine began with a smile.
"Thank you, but I couldn't have done it without my Padawan. He was a true fighter and a great help," Obi-Wan said humbly.
"He is a strong one, that boy. He has great potential. I foresee that his power will be great," Celine said with a hint of admiration. "Even though he is a man, if he were to stay here, he would eventually earn the respect and trust of the tribe."
"Are you a prophet like Master Callai?" Obi-Wan inquired.
"No, No. I am just an observer that sees the obvious. Your "Council" must see this in him as well, hmm?"
"Yes, they have," Obi-Wan said, looking down, a little apprehensive about this subject.
"Perhaps you can return one day with him and we can be allies. You can take me to worlds and show me the galaxy!" Celene said, her voice filling with excitement.
Obi-Wan paused for a moment, remembering the aide's words about Celene's ambitions and desires. "Perhaps, but with the galaxy as it is now, I am not sure if we can return any time soon."
"I see. That is understandable. Hopefully soon, when the galaxy is at rest, you can show me everything this galaxy has to offer," Celene said is submission.
"Yes, maybe, I can return. However, I do not feel the galaxy will rest for long, if at all."
"Now are you a prophet, young Jedi?" Celene questioned teasingly.
"No, 'I'm just an observer that sees the obvious.'" Obi-Wan said with a grin.
Celene sighed, a change of subject in the air. "Well, I will let you go. Master Callai has requested your presence, and you are free to go. You may leave or stay."
"Thank you, Celene. It's been.interesting." Obi-Wan bowed, Celene returning in a sign of respect.
"Your Padawan is free as well. I shall take you to him."
Celene left, Obi-Wan following. In a matter of minutes, after traveling through many halls that all looked the same, they stopped at a door that looked much like Obi-Wan's cell door. Two guards opened the door, Anakin turning his head and stopping his pacing, his metal hand gleaming in the dull torchlight.
"You are free to go," Celene said with almost no feeling. "I have brought your 'Master' here. Master Callai has requested your presence. I shall take you to him."
Celene turned and left without a second look, her obvious dislike of Anakin shown. They wind through many dim hallways of stone, finally emerging out into the sunlight, Anakin and Obi-Wan shielding their eyes from the dramatic change. Without a word she led them to a small, simple hut, two female guards in a darker dress than the rest at each side of the door.
"This is his hut. My personal guards should see you in. Please come and see me before you leave, if you would. I would appreciate it greatly," Celene requested.
"We will, Celene," Obi-Wan said.
Celene turned and left, leaving Obi-Wan and Anakin with the guards who were entering the hut without a word.
"Time to finally meet Master Callai," Anakin said quietly.
AN: Man is school giving waaaaaay too much work. I barely have time to type up my stories! Here is the next chapter. I hope you guys like it, and if I have it my way, Eight will be up soon. *Please go my way!*
Obi-Wan found himself hours later pacing his chamber, thinking of Celine and reviewing the battle. He wondered when Celine would show up, what she would say, and what she would do.
The door on the far side of the chamber opened, Celine's large and powerful posture dominating its frame. Obi-Wan stopped pacing and turned to face her.
"Greetings, Jedi."
"Greetings, Celine," Obi-Wan returned in a monotone.
Celine continued forward, the door closing behind her. "You were marvelous in the arena earlier today. A performance to remember, for sure. What was astounding, however, was that you managed to save the lives of both our rancors while you won. Congratulations," Celine began with a smile.
"Thank you, but I couldn't have done it without my Padawan. He was a true fighter and a great help," Obi-Wan said humbly.
"He is a strong one, that boy. He has great potential. I foresee that his power will be great," Celine said with a hint of admiration. "Even though he is a man, if he were to stay here, he would eventually earn the respect and trust of the tribe."
"Are you a prophet like Master Callai?" Obi-Wan inquired.
"No, No. I am just an observer that sees the obvious. Your "Council" must see this in him as well, hmm?"
"Yes, they have," Obi-Wan said, looking down, a little apprehensive about this subject.
"Perhaps you can return one day with him and we can be allies. You can take me to worlds and show me the galaxy!" Celene said, her voice filling with excitement.
Obi-Wan paused for a moment, remembering the aide's words about Celene's ambitions and desires. "Perhaps, but with the galaxy as it is now, I am not sure if we can return any time soon."
"I see. That is understandable. Hopefully soon, when the galaxy is at rest, you can show me everything this galaxy has to offer," Celene said is submission.
"Yes, maybe, I can return. However, I do not feel the galaxy will rest for long, if at all."
"Now are you a prophet, young Jedi?" Celene questioned teasingly.
"No, 'I'm just an observer that sees the obvious.'" Obi-Wan said with a grin.
Celene sighed, a change of subject in the air. "Well, I will let you go. Master Callai has requested your presence, and you are free to go. You may leave or stay."
"Thank you, Celene. It's been.interesting." Obi-Wan bowed, Celene returning in a sign of respect.
"Your Padawan is free as well. I shall take you to him."
Celene left, Obi-Wan following. In a matter of minutes, after traveling through many halls that all looked the same, they stopped at a door that looked much like Obi-Wan's cell door. Two guards opened the door, Anakin turning his head and stopping his pacing, his metal hand gleaming in the dull torchlight.
"You are free to go," Celene said with almost no feeling. "I have brought your 'Master' here. Master Callai has requested your presence. I shall take you to him."
Celene turned and left without a second look, her obvious dislike of Anakin shown. They wind through many dim hallways of stone, finally emerging out into the sunlight, Anakin and Obi-Wan shielding their eyes from the dramatic change. Without a word she led them to a small, simple hut, two female guards in a darker dress than the rest at each side of the door.
"This is his hut. My personal guards should see you in. Please come and see me before you leave, if you would. I would appreciate it greatly," Celene requested.
"We will, Celene," Obi-Wan said.
Celene turned and left, leaving Obi-Wan and Anakin with the guards who were entering the hut without a word.
"Time to finally meet Master Callai," Anakin said quietly.