Title: Catch Me if You Can
Author: Arldetta
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker go to get a message and find an old friend. Soon they are entwined in a search to save a life.
Disclaimer: Star Wars, Anakin and Obi-wan and that's encompassed in it belong to Lucas Films. The rest is mine. If I was getting paid for this then I wouldn't be posting it here, you would be buying it. No offense, but if only that were true.
Author's note: All thoughts have been encased in 's, //'s mean italics, {}'s mean mental commuication. Also, ~~~~~ before a section means flashback/memory. I would really like FEED BACK, so don't be afraid to write. Thanks if you do. Also, I have connected my version of the SW Universe in my writings. This makes references to 'Iedos Liberare' and 'Interlude' as well as works that have not been posted anywhere. So sorry if there is any confusion. And as always, Thanks for reading.
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Concentrate, Concentrate! The 15-year-old Padawan demanded of himself. You almost have it. Don't screw up now. He was nearing the end of a difficult new kata. He had been practicing it for hours, and now his Master was watching to appraise his skills. The next move was dangerous and he could feel the piercing gaze following his every gesture. Distracted by the discomfort and worry, Anakin's foot slipped slightly. The small mistake was enough to disrupt his center and destroy his form. Disappointed with himself, Anakin simply stopped and let his head hang. "I'm sorry, Master."
The blue-green eyes of the Jedi Knight seated in the stands observed his Padawan. A hint of something familiar in the moment sparked his memory. "Why are you sorry? You were doing quite well."
The boy looked up to respond, "Because I let myself get distracted. And I made a mistake."
The ginger-haired man sat back as the scene played out again from a different perspective. "We all make mistakes. And we can all get distracted. Part of learning is to know when to keep your focus on a problem or to look at the hidden obstacles."
Now, Anakin was really annoyed. He grunted and then continued, "Why do Jedi lessons have to be so cryptic? Why can't we just hear the plain truth?"
Obi-Wan Kenobi stifled the laughter that threatened his lesson. "My young Padawan, you have so much to learn. It will come in time."
"I wish I could understand everything so quickly. I bet it was easy for you. How long did it take you to master this kata?" The sulking boy moved closer to the man in front of him.
"I'll give you the same answer Qui-Gon gave me when I asked the same question." He paused to taunt the youth next to him. The glint in his eyes were full of warmth and memory, as he answered Anakin's question, "Longer than it's taking you."
The apprentice sighed loudly at the response, "Another wonderful Jedi avoidance. Is it even possible to get a straight answer?"
Obi-Wan stretched out a hand to ruffle the boy's hair. "What do you think?" The exasperated look of his charge gave him his answer. The older Jedi could no longer contain his amusement and smiled broadly. He rested his hand on the boy's shoulder before responding, "Sometimes, yes." Now, Anakin's mouth twitched upward to compete with his master's grin. The joy and camaraderie floated between them. The lightness of the moment was disturbed as a Council aid stepped into the room.
"Pardon the intrusion, but the Council requests your presence immediately," the messenger announced. Obi-Wan stood instantly and nodded his acknowledgment. The aide left and the two followed shortly.
***
"We are sending you to Kenyan. We have received a disturbing message that you need to be aware of. Your ship is already waiting." Mace declared once the formalities were complete.
"May I inquire as to what the message said?" Obi-Wan asked. Anakin fidgeted beside him. They had been sent on a couple of missions without being given much information prior, but the haste in Mace's voice peaked his curiosity.
"Find out you shall, when arrive you do. Go quickly." Yoda stated. "May the Force be with you."
The two bowed, "Yes, Masters," and then departed for the ship.
***
Once in Hyperspace, Anakin approached his Master. He could see the gentle features furrowed in contemplation. The Knight's ginger hair rested just above his shoulders and his hand played at the end of his clean-shaven chin. Anakin tried to imagine a beard on the face before him. His Master had asked him recently if he should grow a beard to give him a distinguished appearance. Anakin believed his Master only wanted others to take him seriously. Obi-Wan had been young when he became a Knight and the first to have a Padawan at the time of knighthood. There were times when he could sense the discomfort his Master felt when others downplayed his role. As a result, the young Jedi Knight had endeavored to find ways to make him look older and wiser. However, at time like these, when the weight of a mission bore down on the man, Anakin could see the years tack on. "What do you think the message says?"
Obi-Wan turned his gaze from the viewport he blankly stared out to regard the youth. Honestly, he had no idea what the message said. But something in the way they were thrust out here to get it bothered him. "I'm not sure," he told Anakin. He realized in the speed of their departure, he didn't even find out whom he was to contact upon landing. Or where he was supposed to go to find the message. He figured he would have to let the Force guide him. And if that didn't work he would have to contact the Council for more information. "We'll find out when we get there, won't we?"
**
They arrived on Kenyan without incident. The two Jedi headed down the ramp of their transport and looked around. They could see the heavy haze that encompassed the small planet within the enclosed hanger. Obi-Wan took in his immediate surroundings to find a droid working at one of the consoles along the wall. He went over to question the machine while Anakin trailrd behind him. As he was about to speak he felt a presence enter via a door at his left. Boxes obscured his view and the figure quickly rounded the crates. He tested the Force to determine if this was a friend or foe. As he did so, the visitor spoke. "I'm so sorry, I'm late. The Council just informed me of your impending arrival."
The voice sounded ragged most likely from a quickened pace and the thickened air. The person could only see the backs of their robes. Upon landing, the two Jedi had brought up their hoods for discretion. However, Obi-Wan recognized the familiar tones immediately. In one fluid motion, he turned, dropped his hood and smirked at the woman in front of him. He could hear the brief intake of air as she identified the Jedi sent to assist her. "Tschüxani!" The female exclaimed and without regard for Jedi formalities, instantly wrapped her arms around the Knight.
Anakin also recognized the Jedi before them. Her hair no longer worn in a braid but still dangled down to her mid-back. The red streaks were barely visible through the haze. He watched the thoughtful embrace of old friends re-united. She released his Master and he made his presence known, "Hello, Master MysAri."
"Hello Anakin, still following this trouble magnet around?" She smiled down at the apprentice. He responded with a quick grin. "They didn't tell me who was coming, just that they had sent a team to meet me."
"Well, that's typical of them, to withhold information." Anakin replied.
"It may be, but it is not for us to question their wisdom, my Padawan." Obi-Wan remarked.
"That's funny coming out of you. You and Qui-Gon were always questioning their 'wisdom.'" She countered his rebuke. "It's so good to see you," she added thoughtfully.
"It's good to see you too." There was a brief pause as the two held each other's eyes. Obi-Wan glanced over her form and wondered why he thought there was something different about her. Then he remembered the reason he was sent here. "The Council mentioned a message. Did you receive it?" Obi-Wan brought the group back to the mission at hand.
MysAri understood the change, "Yes, but I didn't understand it's meaning. I contacted Bant first, and she informed the Council." She started heading out into the city. The two followed closely behind, their hoods brought up to help block the atmosphere.
"Bant? Why did you contact her?" Obi-Wan had not been aware the two knew each other very well. He came to realize that much happened within the Temple that he was not aware of. He had seen the two together in the Healing Ward on occasion, but had not realized they were so well acquainted.
"She and I have been working on a private mission." She said sheepishly. Unconsciously, she played with her hands. "That's why I'm here. I discovered a clue that led to this planet. A few days after my arrival, I received the message. I had hoped it would lead me to something further, and had contacted Bant to get her insight. She said it sounded familiar, but couldn't quite remember why. Once she contacted the Council, I received word that a team was being sent to assist me. And now you're here." She smiled and stopped in front of a small house. She gestured for them to enter. The three made their way into a small foyer. MysAri keyed in an entry code on a security pad just inside. The atmosphere within the tiny hall cleared as the air cycled through vents above. The inner door opened into an apartment that MysAri had been staying at since arriving.
"So what did the message say?" Anakin asked, trying to contain his curiosity. In her explanation, she had avoided giving the straight answer. Typical Jedi evasion. He thought.
The Master and Padawan watched the woman cross the room and reach for a small piece of flimsy. "I am completely vexed at what it's supposed to mean. But see for yourself." She handed the small sheet to Obi-wan. Anakin watched his Master's face pale a shade and slip into an expression of complete shock. He stared on as his Master slowly slid into a chair. He came up behind his mentor to see what had caused this drastic reaction. As he peered over the man's shoulder, he read two simple words, "Reesa On."
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Oh, one more thing. This is my cliffhanger story. Thus far every post ends at a cliff. So please be sure to pack extra rope because they vary in height depending on the reader. ; )
Now don't forget to review, because I have a deal with readers: Reviews = Posts. No reviews mean really slow posts. And if you don't want that, you have to tell me. ; ) OK? ] : )
Author: Arldetta
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker go to get a message and find an old friend. Soon they are entwined in a search to save a life.
Disclaimer: Star Wars, Anakin and Obi-wan and that's encompassed in it belong to Lucas Films. The rest is mine. If I was getting paid for this then I wouldn't be posting it here, you would be buying it. No offense, but if only that were true.
Author's note: All thoughts have been encased in 's, //'s mean italics, {}'s mean mental commuication. Also, ~~~~~ before a section means flashback/memory. I would really like FEED BACK, so don't be afraid to write. Thanks if you do. Also, I have connected my version of the SW Universe in my writings. This makes references to 'Iedos Liberare' and 'Interlude' as well as works that have not been posted anywhere. So sorry if there is any confusion. And as always, Thanks for reading.
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Concentrate, Concentrate! The 15-year-old Padawan demanded of himself. You almost have it. Don't screw up now. He was nearing the end of a difficult new kata. He had been practicing it for hours, and now his Master was watching to appraise his skills. The next move was dangerous and he could feel the piercing gaze following his every gesture. Distracted by the discomfort and worry, Anakin's foot slipped slightly. The small mistake was enough to disrupt his center and destroy his form. Disappointed with himself, Anakin simply stopped and let his head hang. "I'm sorry, Master."
The blue-green eyes of the Jedi Knight seated in the stands observed his Padawan. A hint of something familiar in the moment sparked his memory. "Why are you sorry? You were doing quite well."
The boy looked up to respond, "Because I let myself get distracted. And I made a mistake."
The ginger-haired man sat back as the scene played out again from a different perspective. "We all make mistakes. And we can all get distracted. Part of learning is to know when to keep your focus on a problem or to look at the hidden obstacles."
Now, Anakin was really annoyed. He grunted and then continued, "Why do Jedi lessons have to be so cryptic? Why can't we just hear the plain truth?"
Obi-Wan Kenobi stifled the laughter that threatened his lesson. "My young Padawan, you have so much to learn. It will come in time."
"I wish I could understand everything so quickly. I bet it was easy for you. How long did it take you to master this kata?" The sulking boy moved closer to the man in front of him.
"I'll give you the same answer Qui-Gon gave me when I asked the same question." He paused to taunt the youth next to him. The glint in his eyes were full of warmth and memory, as he answered Anakin's question, "Longer than it's taking you."
The apprentice sighed loudly at the response, "Another wonderful Jedi avoidance. Is it even possible to get a straight answer?"
Obi-Wan stretched out a hand to ruffle the boy's hair. "What do you think?" The exasperated look of his charge gave him his answer. The older Jedi could no longer contain his amusement and smiled broadly. He rested his hand on the boy's shoulder before responding, "Sometimes, yes." Now, Anakin's mouth twitched upward to compete with his master's grin. The joy and camaraderie floated between them. The lightness of the moment was disturbed as a Council aid stepped into the room.
"Pardon the intrusion, but the Council requests your presence immediately," the messenger announced. Obi-Wan stood instantly and nodded his acknowledgment. The aide left and the two followed shortly.
***
"We are sending you to Kenyan. We have received a disturbing message that you need to be aware of. Your ship is already waiting." Mace declared once the formalities were complete.
"May I inquire as to what the message said?" Obi-Wan asked. Anakin fidgeted beside him. They had been sent on a couple of missions without being given much information prior, but the haste in Mace's voice peaked his curiosity.
"Find out you shall, when arrive you do. Go quickly." Yoda stated. "May the Force be with you."
The two bowed, "Yes, Masters," and then departed for the ship.
***
Once in Hyperspace, Anakin approached his Master. He could see the gentle features furrowed in contemplation. The Knight's ginger hair rested just above his shoulders and his hand played at the end of his clean-shaven chin. Anakin tried to imagine a beard on the face before him. His Master had asked him recently if he should grow a beard to give him a distinguished appearance. Anakin believed his Master only wanted others to take him seriously. Obi-Wan had been young when he became a Knight and the first to have a Padawan at the time of knighthood. There were times when he could sense the discomfort his Master felt when others downplayed his role. As a result, the young Jedi Knight had endeavored to find ways to make him look older and wiser. However, at time like these, when the weight of a mission bore down on the man, Anakin could see the years tack on. "What do you think the message says?"
Obi-Wan turned his gaze from the viewport he blankly stared out to regard the youth. Honestly, he had no idea what the message said. But something in the way they were thrust out here to get it bothered him. "I'm not sure," he told Anakin. He realized in the speed of their departure, he didn't even find out whom he was to contact upon landing. Or where he was supposed to go to find the message. He figured he would have to let the Force guide him. And if that didn't work he would have to contact the Council for more information. "We'll find out when we get there, won't we?"
**
They arrived on Kenyan without incident. The two Jedi headed down the ramp of their transport and looked around. They could see the heavy haze that encompassed the small planet within the enclosed hanger. Obi-Wan took in his immediate surroundings to find a droid working at one of the consoles along the wall. He went over to question the machine while Anakin trailrd behind him. As he was about to speak he felt a presence enter via a door at his left. Boxes obscured his view and the figure quickly rounded the crates. He tested the Force to determine if this was a friend or foe. As he did so, the visitor spoke. "I'm so sorry, I'm late. The Council just informed me of your impending arrival."
The voice sounded ragged most likely from a quickened pace and the thickened air. The person could only see the backs of their robes. Upon landing, the two Jedi had brought up their hoods for discretion. However, Obi-Wan recognized the familiar tones immediately. In one fluid motion, he turned, dropped his hood and smirked at the woman in front of him. He could hear the brief intake of air as she identified the Jedi sent to assist her. "Tschüxani!" The female exclaimed and without regard for Jedi formalities, instantly wrapped her arms around the Knight.
Anakin also recognized the Jedi before them. Her hair no longer worn in a braid but still dangled down to her mid-back. The red streaks were barely visible through the haze. He watched the thoughtful embrace of old friends re-united. She released his Master and he made his presence known, "Hello, Master MysAri."
"Hello Anakin, still following this trouble magnet around?" She smiled down at the apprentice. He responded with a quick grin. "They didn't tell me who was coming, just that they had sent a team to meet me."
"Well, that's typical of them, to withhold information." Anakin replied.
"It may be, but it is not for us to question their wisdom, my Padawan." Obi-Wan remarked.
"That's funny coming out of you. You and Qui-Gon were always questioning their 'wisdom.'" She countered his rebuke. "It's so good to see you," she added thoughtfully.
"It's good to see you too." There was a brief pause as the two held each other's eyes. Obi-Wan glanced over her form and wondered why he thought there was something different about her. Then he remembered the reason he was sent here. "The Council mentioned a message. Did you receive it?" Obi-Wan brought the group back to the mission at hand.
MysAri understood the change, "Yes, but I didn't understand it's meaning. I contacted Bant first, and she informed the Council." She started heading out into the city. The two followed closely behind, their hoods brought up to help block the atmosphere.
"Bant? Why did you contact her?" Obi-Wan had not been aware the two knew each other very well. He came to realize that much happened within the Temple that he was not aware of. He had seen the two together in the Healing Ward on occasion, but had not realized they were so well acquainted.
"She and I have been working on a private mission." She said sheepishly. Unconsciously, she played with her hands. "That's why I'm here. I discovered a clue that led to this planet. A few days after my arrival, I received the message. I had hoped it would lead me to something further, and had contacted Bant to get her insight. She said it sounded familiar, but couldn't quite remember why. Once she contacted the Council, I received word that a team was being sent to assist me. And now you're here." She smiled and stopped in front of a small house. She gestured for them to enter. The three made their way into a small foyer. MysAri keyed in an entry code on a security pad just inside. The atmosphere within the tiny hall cleared as the air cycled through vents above. The inner door opened into an apartment that MysAri had been staying at since arriving.
"So what did the message say?" Anakin asked, trying to contain his curiosity. In her explanation, she had avoided giving the straight answer. Typical Jedi evasion. He thought.
The Master and Padawan watched the woman cross the room and reach for a small piece of flimsy. "I am completely vexed at what it's supposed to mean. But see for yourself." She handed the small sheet to Obi-wan. Anakin watched his Master's face pale a shade and slip into an expression of complete shock. He stared on as his Master slowly slid into a chair. He came up behind his mentor to see what had caused this drastic reaction. As he peered over the man's shoulder, he read two simple words, "Reesa On."
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Oh, one more thing. This is my cliffhanger story. Thus far every post ends at a cliff. So please be sure to pack extra rope because they vary in height depending on the reader. ; )
Now don't forget to review, because I have a deal with readers: Reviews = Posts. No reviews mean really slow posts. And if you don't want that, you have to tell me. ; ) OK? ] : )