Author's Note- Sorry it's been so long, but I had finals. ( Now that
they're over, I promise to make up for lost time. Say, an update every
other day for a while?
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Obi-Wan looked around curiously. He wondered where he was being taken. His captor hadn't said anything beyond his original instructions regarding allowing his hands to be bound, and Obi-Wan wondered if it would be safe to ask. Deciding he had nothing to lose, he tried tentatively: "Excuse me sir, where are we going?"
The man looked up at him in surprise. "Well that all depends. You're not from around here are you?" Obi-Wan shook his head. "Are you injured?" Obi-Wan started to shake his head, but paused, scanning his still healing ribs before nodding uncertainly.
"I broke my ribs not to long ago, and it would appear my landing damaged them further." The concern on the mans face was evident, so he quickly added, "It's not serious, just a couple of fractures." The man gave Obi-Wan a look that suggested that he considered a "couple of fractures" to be rather serious.
"Well, I'll either take you to a friend of mine who's a doctor, or I'll keep you hidden on the farm. If the government finds you, you could be executed, but that's a risk I'm willing to take. No one deserves what you'd go through there." The man shuddered as he spoke, as if reacting to the horrors of whatever the government might do.
"If it's all the same to you, I could heal myself better if you just took me back to the farm. I could do chores or something to earn my keep," Obi-Wan didn't know why, but he didn't want to go to the doctor's house. Something seemed wrong about it. Attempting to tap into the Force, he found that he couldn't, and turned to his captor again. "I can't feel the Force. Why am I suddenly cut off?"
The man looked at him for a moment, then smiled. "You're Force sensitive! I had no idea! Let me undo those ropes on your arms. I'm sorry I tied you up, but I didn't know if you were dangerous or not. I suppose if you were, you wouldn't have let me tie you up, but you kind of took me by surprise and I was a bit nervous when I approached you. How did you wind up way out here?" The man untied the ropes around Obi-Wan's wrist as he spoke. "I do believe I forgot to introduce myself earlier. My name is Jo-am."
Obi-Wan rubbed his wrists as he spoke. "My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I am-"Obi-Wan almost said a Jedi Apprentice but caught himself just in time. "My companion and I were delivering a Senator to his home planet to watch a sporting event, but we had a disagreement and I chose to leave." He worked to maintain a neutral expression as he spoke, but Jo-am was having none of it.
"Was your erm, companion responsible for those broken ribs?" He spoke uncertainly, as if unsure whether or not the subject would be painful to the younger man.
"He would never hurt me!" Obi-Wan responded angrily without thinking. Calming himself, he added, "We were attacked by pirates. My companion had nothing to do with my injuries." /He would never hurt you eh? Then why did he slap you?/ Obi-Wan shook his head as if to dispel the frightening voice. /I was out of line. I deserved what I got. I should never have spoken to Qui-Gon like that. I ruined any chance I ever had of winning back his approval, and then I had to go and run away! Of all the stupid things I've doing in my time as a Padawan, this whole mess has got to be the stupidest./ Obi-Wan blinked back the tears that were threatening to form. He had blown his chances of ever being a Jedi, and the sooner he accepted that and moved on, the better.
"You were escorting a Senator, eh? And you're Force Sensitive. You wouldn't happen to be a Jedi, would you?" Jo-am gave him a piercing glance. He didn't seem upset or disturbed by his companion's evident origins, only curious.
"Yes, err well I was. I had an argument with my Master and I sort of left." Obi-Wan looked down as he spoke, more ashamed than ever to have left the Jedi over an argument with his Master. They had simply disagreed on how to proceed on a mission, and he had up and left. /I'm supposed to be eighteen, not eight! How could I have behaved so irresponsibly?/
"If anything I've heard about Jedi is true, he probably won't just leave you here stranded. I'll bet he'll come to rescue you soon, argument or no," Jo-am did his best to sound comforting, but judging by the look on the youth's face, he wasn't succeeding.
"You don't understand. I've been being a complete brat for the passed week or so, avoiding my duties to go hang out in bars and lying to my Master about it, and then I questioned his authority and outright accused him of ignoring the force, just because I don't like the Senator. I can't believe he didn't kick me out completely," Obi-Wan's voice broke, and he turned away as he attempted to regain control of his raging emotions.
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Obi-Wan looked around curiously. He wondered where he was being taken. His captor hadn't said anything beyond his original instructions regarding allowing his hands to be bound, and Obi-Wan wondered if it would be safe to ask. Deciding he had nothing to lose, he tried tentatively: "Excuse me sir, where are we going?"
The man looked up at him in surprise. "Well that all depends. You're not from around here are you?" Obi-Wan shook his head. "Are you injured?" Obi-Wan started to shake his head, but paused, scanning his still healing ribs before nodding uncertainly.
"I broke my ribs not to long ago, and it would appear my landing damaged them further." The concern on the mans face was evident, so he quickly added, "It's not serious, just a couple of fractures." The man gave Obi-Wan a look that suggested that he considered a "couple of fractures" to be rather serious.
"Well, I'll either take you to a friend of mine who's a doctor, or I'll keep you hidden on the farm. If the government finds you, you could be executed, but that's a risk I'm willing to take. No one deserves what you'd go through there." The man shuddered as he spoke, as if reacting to the horrors of whatever the government might do.
"If it's all the same to you, I could heal myself better if you just took me back to the farm. I could do chores or something to earn my keep," Obi-Wan didn't know why, but he didn't want to go to the doctor's house. Something seemed wrong about it. Attempting to tap into the Force, he found that he couldn't, and turned to his captor again. "I can't feel the Force. Why am I suddenly cut off?"
The man looked at him for a moment, then smiled. "You're Force sensitive! I had no idea! Let me undo those ropes on your arms. I'm sorry I tied you up, but I didn't know if you were dangerous or not. I suppose if you were, you wouldn't have let me tie you up, but you kind of took me by surprise and I was a bit nervous when I approached you. How did you wind up way out here?" The man untied the ropes around Obi-Wan's wrist as he spoke. "I do believe I forgot to introduce myself earlier. My name is Jo-am."
Obi-Wan rubbed his wrists as he spoke. "My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I am-"Obi-Wan almost said a Jedi Apprentice but caught himself just in time. "My companion and I were delivering a Senator to his home planet to watch a sporting event, but we had a disagreement and I chose to leave." He worked to maintain a neutral expression as he spoke, but Jo-am was having none of it.
"Was your erm, companion responsible for those broken ribs?" He spoke uncertainly, as if unsure whether or not the subject would be painful to the younger man.
"He would never hurt me!" Obi-Wan responded angrily without thinking. Calming himself, he added, "We were attacked by pirates. My companion had nothing to do with my injuries." /He would never hurt you eh? Then why did he slap you?/ Obi-Wan shook his head as if to dispel the frightening voice. /I was out of line. I deserved what I got. I should never have spoken to Qui-Gon like that. I ruined any chance I ever had of winning back his approval, and then I had to go and run away! Of all the stupid things I've doing in my time as a Padawan, this whole mess has got to be the stupidest./ Obi-Wan blinked back the tears that were threatening to form. He had blown his chances of ever being a Jedi, and the sooner he accepted that and moved on, the better.
"You were escorting a Senator, eh? And you're Force Sensitive. You wouldn't happen to be a Jedi, would you?" Jo-am gave him a piercing glance. He didn't seem upset or disturbed by his companion's evident origins, only curious.
"Yes, err well I was. I had an argument with my Master and I sort of left." Obi-Wan looked down as he spoke, more ashamed than ever to have left the Jedi over an argument with his Master. They had simply disagreed on how to proceed on a mission, and he had up and left. /I'm supposed to be eighteen, not eight! How could I have behaved so irresponsibly?/
"If anything I've heard about Jedi is true, he probably won't just leave you here stranded. I'll bet he'll come to rescue you soon, argument or no," Jo-am did his best to sound comforting, but judging by the look on the youth's face, he wasn't succeeding.
"You don't understand. I've been being a complete brat for the passed week or so, avoiding my duties to go hang out in bars and lying to my Master about it, and then I questioned his authority and outright accused him of ignoring the force, just because I don't like the Senator. I can't believe he didn't kick me out completely," Obi-Wan's voice broke, and he turned away as he attempted to regain control of his raging emotions.
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