Title: Jedi Temple Training - Hair
Author: Me :o)
Rating: G
Archive: If WAAS wants it, WAAS can have it. Anywhere else, please ask. I probably won't say no.
Feedback: Absitively
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: This is seriously un-beta'd. Read at your own risk.
Disclaimers: waves hand in Jedi-like fashion I'm /not/ the author you're looking for....heh ;o) Yes, yes, George own's em. I'm merely their therapist.
Summary: The Hair gets...un-snipped, as it were... Part 2 in the Jedi Temple Training Series.
"I'm not going to have to buzz it all off, am I?"
"No. Not all of it. We'll just separate this strand here and cut the rest to just below your ears."
Nic ran her fingers through her hair and pouted. She sighed heavily as she met Obi-Wan's gaze in the mirror. "Okay. Do it. Chop it off."
Obi-Wan nodded once and picked up the scissors. He pulled a comb through the first bit of hair and rested it between the blades...
"WAIT!"
SNIP!
Obi-Wan missed the strand completely, startled by the exclamation from his 'Apprentice'. He looked at her in the mirror and raised a brow. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her face was tense.
"What's wrong, Love?"
A very terse "Nothing" emanated from the poor girl's lips. "Go ahead. Cut the hair," she added with a mock-casual wave of her hand.
"Alright..."
Again, Obi-Wan lined up the strand between the scissors' blades and began to...
"AHHH! NOOO!"
Again the scissors slipped as Obi-Wan deflected the cut. When he looked at Nic this time, her face was buried in her hands. He let out the sigh of a man long-suffering.
"Love, if you don't want me to cut your hair, just let me know. I'll tie it back like Master Qui-Gon's instead."
"R-really?" Two, wide eyes peeked out from between trembling fingers.
Obi-Wan met them with a compassionate gaze. He smiled sweetly and nodded. Putting the scissors on the table behind him, he grabbed a hair-tie and brushed her hair back into a neat ponytail. He tied it off and then moved to sit beside his padawan. With deft fingers, he quickly braided the remaining strand of hair and tied it off with a grey-blue tie.
"There. Now you look like a proper apprentice."
Nic beamed.