Grab-ur-lightsaver - Sorry about the confusion. That flashback was from a
currently un-posted work. But I'm trying to make it so you don't have to
read my other stories to understand the long relationship between Obi and
Mys. I'm afraid there will be a lot more flashbacks. Hopefully they
will all make sense later on.
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Without waiting for further instructions, Obi-Wan immediately ended the transmission. "Get our things together. We're leaving."
"Yes, Master." Anakin really didn't have to do all that much, since they had only just arrived. Instead, he stood by the bags to watch his Master.
Obi-Wan had checked MysAri once more before moving about the apartment. He gathered her belongings as best as he could, trying to distinguish which items were hers. Moving to her bedroom, Obi-Wan did not notice his apprentice following his actions. Anakin leaned on the doorway to observe the Knight. Obi-Wan collected the clothes from the drawers and placed them in a travel bag, before spying the few accessories on the nightstand. Reaching for them, he hesitated as he identified the assortment.
Three figurines sat next to a datapad. The small statues were from her collection, although he never fully understood her fascination with the mythical beasts. Comprised of different materials, he did recognize one of the creatures made of crystal. She had named it 'Precious Heart' after he had given it to her as a birthday present. Naming all the additions, MysAri had always felt that everything should have a name, so that they knew their place in the universe. The other two, if memory served him correctly, he believed were called, 'Destiny's Guide' and 'Wisdom's Light'.
Gently, Obi-Wan touched the crystalline statuesque then continued on to the datapad. He accessed the file to see if it held any information about her condition, but was surprised to learn its contents. He really shouldn't have been, she had already complimented his storytelling and even requested more. What surprised him was that it wasn't his most recent installment in the series, but rather one he had written over a year ago. Sitting down on the bed, the Knight noticed a small bookmark for a particular section. Bringing up the chapter, he immediately knew why she had kept this section easily attainable.
The reticent author didn't know why he had written that particular interlude into his novel, however he surmised that it was impart due to the woman in the other room. That evening had frequently surfaced in his memory and maybe he didn't want to let it go anymore than she did. Ginger bangs fell to cover turbulent seas. Closing his eyes, Obi-Wan could feel his world spinning around him. Placing the pad in his lap, he worked to suppress the anxiety building within him.
Determination demanded his haste, and Obi-Wan answered it's command. Breaking from the worries and trepidations, he collected the last items and then rose to pack them. That was when he noticed the Padawan watching him. "Take our things and get the ship ready. I'll be there momentarily."
Anakin witnessed the Knight's struggle, the emotions apparent in the chaotic oceans. His own mind drifted at this new revelation. I have only seen the stern guidance you have shown me, Master. Why is it.How can you.? I simply don't understand why you can't share your feelings with me. I am you apprentice, aren't I? Should it not be easier with me? "Yes, Master." Came the dutiful reply. Anakin strode in to accept MysAri's bag and left, grabbing their own satchels on the way out of the apartment.
Obi-Wan headed back to the couch were MysAri rested. For a moment, all he could do, was stare at her before carefully lifting her in his arms. She seemed so fragile to him as he held her closer to his chest. Taking in one last look at the dwelling, he quickly followed after his Padawan.
***
Once on the ship, Obi-Wan settled the Knight on a sleepcouch and hastily made his way to the cockpit. For once his was grateful for the few ships the Jedi did own and the fact that his apprentice was an excellent pilot. He found the boy sitting at the controls and announced, "Anakin, I want you to get us back to Coruscant as fast as possible, by any means necessary. Understand?"
The Padawan turned when his Master addressed him, and couldn't hide the delight in his eyes when the Knight told him, by any means necessary. "Yes, sir." The boy swiftly began to make adjustments to their course and speed, as Obi-Wan returned to MysAri's cabin. He had resolved to wait by her side until she awoke.
*
Lost in his memories, Obi-Wan vaguely became aware of the emerald gems staring at him. He smiled wearily and she returned the gesture. Rising from his seat he knelt next to her bed. "How do you feel?"
"Tired," she hesitated then admitted, "And it's still a little hard to breath."
He brushed some strands of hair from her eyes trying to hide his fear. Quietly, he informed, "We're heading back to Coruscant." Her questioning glance caused him to add, "Bant requested it."
MysAri nodded. Tentatively, she reached out to caress his face. "Don't worry, I'll be fine." She offered him a weak smile and he found it hard to do the same, as all he could feel was helplessness in the current situation. She must have sensed his distress as she offered, "Thank you."
Perplexed he asked, "For what?" He tilted his head slightly allowing his bangs to flop down and shade the enchanting blue-green portals to the soul.
"For caring." She paused, "And for wanting to protect me." Laughing lightly, she pushed the silken ginger hair from his face. His bewitching sea-green eyes lightened at the remark and the soft sound.
"You're right, you know. You are capable of taking care of yourself. It's just that sometimes, we all need a little assistance in the process." His smirk made her laugh a little louder.
Holding his angelic visage, she concluded, "And some need it more than others." The implication all too evident in her eyes. They sat for some minutes, content with the view. Growing wearier, MysAri drifted off into a tranquil slumber.
***
Anakin proved his worth as they arrived at the Central City planet hours ahead of schedule. A team of healers were waiting to escort them to the Medical Wing. Obi-Wan had gone quickly to speak with them, but when he returned he had to suppress his mild disapproval. "What do you think you're doing?"
MysAri was getting her things together and ready to walk out of the ship, when he entered. "Preparing to leave. What does it look like?" remarking with a hint of annoyance.
"I think you should take it easy, you're not well." Obi-Wan argued with the stubborn Jedi. She paused to regard him.
"I think I know that better than you do. And like I said, it comes and goes. I'm fully capable of getting to the Healers on my own." She pulled her bag onto her shoulder and headed for the door only to be blocked.
"I didn't mean it like that. I only meant that you should take it easy and let us help you." His voice softening, Obi-Wan placed his hands on her arms. Forcing her to look at him, he pleaded with his eyes and watched her resolve melt away.
"Damn you, you know I can't fight against those puppy eyes of yours." She admonished her lack of will and his charm. "Alright, you can walk me to the healers."
Smiling at his victory, Obi-Wan removed her bag and offered his arm as escort. Reluctantly grinning back, MysAri accepted and they walked through the Temple until they reached the infirmary.
Bant had been waiting for them to arrive and quickly moved to greet them. "I'm glad to see you're feeling better, Mys. But I want you to head on back so that we can run some more tests." The Mon Calamarian easily mixed idle conversation with business.
MysAri sighed at the thought of more tests and made no attempt to hide her disgust. "Yes, Master Healer." Turning back to her chaperon she requested, "Please come and visit me, I don't want to be left alone with these butchers."
Assuring her he said, "I could never willingly leave a friend to the likes of these deviants." Content with the knowledge he would be around she headed to the examination rooms.
Once she was gone, Obi-Wan turned back to his old friend, concerned he asked, "Now, will you please tell me what's going on?"
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Without waiting for further instructions, Obi-Wan immediately ended the transmission. "Get our things together. We're leaving."
"Yes, Master." Anakin really didn't have to do all that much, since they had only just arrived. Instead, he stood by the bags to watch his Master.
Obi-Wan had checked MysAri once more before moving about the apartment. He gathered her belongings as best as he could, trying to distinguish which items were hers. Moving to her bedroom, Obi-Wan did not notice his apprentice following his actions. Anakin leaned on the doorway to observe the Knight. Obi-Wan collected the clothes from the drawers and placed them in a travel bag, before spying the few accessories on the nightstand. Reaching for them, he hesitated as he identified the assortment.
Three figurines sat next to a datapad. The small statues were from her collection, although he never fully understood her fascination with the mythical beasts. Comprised of different materials, he did recognize one of the creatures made of crystal. She had named it 'Precious Heart' after he had given it to her as a birthday present. Naming all the additions, MysAri had always felt that everything should have a name, so that they knew their place in the universe. The other two, if memory served him correctly, he believed were called, 'Destiny's Guide' and 'Wisdom's Light'.
Gently, Obi-Wan touched the crystalline statuesque then continued on to the datapad. He accessed the file to see if it held any information about her condition, but was surprised to learn its contents. He really shouldn't have been, she had already complimented his storytelling and even requested more. What surprised him was that it wasn't his most recent installment in the series, but rather one he had written over a year ago. Sitting down on the bed, the Knight noticed a small bookmark for a particular section. Bringing up the chapter, he immediately knew why she had kept this section easily attainable.
The reticent author didn't know why he had written that particular interlude into his novel, however he surmised that it was impart due to the woman in the other room. That evening had frequently surfaced in his memory and maybe he didn't want to let it go anymore than she did. Ginger bangs fell to cover turbulent seas. Closing his eyes, Obi-Wan could feel his world spinning around him. Placing the pad in his lap, he worked to suppress the anxiety building within him.
Determination demanded his haste, and Obi-Wan answered it's command. Breaking from the worries and trepidations, he collected the last items and then rose to pack them. That was when he noticed the Padawan watching him. "Take our things and get the ship ready. I'll be there momentarily."
Anakin witnessed the Knight's struggle, the emotions apparent in the chaotic oceans. His own mind drifted at this new revelation. I have only seen the stern guidance you have shown me, Master. Why is it.How can you.? I simply don't understand why you can't share your feelings with me. I am you apprentice, aren't I? Should it not be easier with me? "Yes, Master." Came the dutiful reply. Anakin strode in to accept MysAri's bag and left, grabbing their own satchels on the way out of the apartment.
Obi-Wan headed back to the couch were MysAri rested. For a moment, all he could do, was stare at her before carefully lifting her in his arms. She seemed so fragile to him as he held her closer to his chest. Taking in one last look at the dwelling, he quickly followed after his Padawan.
***
Once on the ship, Obi-Wan settled the Knight on a sleepcouch and hastily made his way to the cockpit. For once his was grateful for the few ships the Jedi did own and the fact that his apprentice was an excellent pilot. He found the boy sitting at the controls and announced, "Anakin, I want you to get us back to Coruscant as fast as possible, by any means necessary. Understand?"
The Padawan turned when his Master addressed him, and couldn't hide the delight in his eyes when the Knight told him, by any means necessary. "Yes, sir." The boy swiftly began to make adjustments to their course and speed, as Obi-Wan returned to MysAri's cabin. He had resolved to wait by her side until she awoke.
*
Lost in his memories, Obi-Wan vaguely became aware of the emerald gems staring at him. He smiled wearily and she returned the gesture. Rising from his seat he knelt next to her bed. "How do you feel?"
"Tired," she hesitated then admitted, "And it's still a little hard to breath."
He brushed some strands of hair from her eyes trying to hide his fear. Quietly, he informed, "We're heading back to Coruscant." Her questioning glance caused him to add, "Bant requested it."
MysAri nodded. Tentatively, she reached out to caress his face. "Don't worry, I'll be fine." She offered him a weak smile and he found it hard to do the same, as all he could feel was helplessness in the current situation. She must have sensed his distress as she offered, "Thank you."
Perplexed he asked, "For what?" He tilted his head slightly allowing his bangs to flop down and shade the enchanting blue-green portals to the soul.
"For caring." She paused, "And for wanting to protect me." Laughing lightly, she pushed the silken ginger hair from his face. His bewitching sea-green eyes lightened at the remark and the soft sound.
"You're right, you know. You are capable of taking care of yourself. It's just that sometimes, we all need a little assistance in the process." His smirk made her laugh a little louder.
Holding his angelic visage, she concluded, "And some need it more than others." The implication all too evident in her eyes. They sat for some minutes, content with the view. Growing wearier, MysAri drifted off into a tranquil slumber.
***
Anakin proved his worth as they arrived at the Central City planet hours ahead of schedule. A team of healers were waiting to escort them to the Medical Wing. Obi-Wan had gone quickly to speak with them, but when he returned he had to suppress his mild disapproval. "What do you think you're doing?"
MysAri was getting her things together and ready to walk out of the ship, when he entered. "Preparing to leave. What does it look like?" remarking with a hint of annoyance.
"I think you should take it easy, you're not well." Obi-Wan argued with the stubborn Jedi. She paused to regard him.
"I think I know that better than you do. And like I said, it comes and goes. I'm fully capable of getting to the Healers on my own." She pulled her bag onto her shoulder and headed for the door only to be blocked.
"I didn't mean it like that. I only meant that you should take it easy and let us help you." His voice softening, Obi-Wan placed his hands on her arms. Forcing her to look at him, he pleaded with his eyes and watched her resolve melt away.
"Damn you, you know I can't fight against those puppy eyes of yours." She admonished her lack of will and his charm. "Alright, you can walk me to the healers."
Smiling at his victory, Obi-Wan removed her bag and offered his arm as escort. Reluctantly grinning back, MysAri accepted and they walked through the Temple until they reached the infirmary.
Bant had been waiting for them to arrive and quickly moved to greet them. "I'm glad to see you're feeling better, Mys. But I want you to head on back so that we can run some more tests." The Mon Calamarian easily mixed idle conversation with business.
MysAri sighed at the thought of more tests and made no attempt to hide her disgust. "Yes, Master Healer." Turning back to her chaperon she requested, "Please come and visit me, I don't want to be left alone with these butchers."
Assuring her he said, "I could never willingly leave a friend to the likes of these deviants." Content with the knowledge he would be around she headed to the examination rooms.
Once she was gone, Obi-Wan turned back to his old friend, concerned he asked, "Now, will you please tell me what's going on?"
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Please, review if you have a moment. I'm still interested in what you might think about this. Thanks again for reading!! : )