Pyrrha was speaking with master Kenobi, though to be fair he was only called that in an honorary sense. In truth he was merely a knight that was seen as a master of the force. but neither sat on the council nor took a padawan learner.
With her being the current padawan of Master Dooku and with Obi being a padawan of Dooku's padawan they shared a sibling-like connection.
"I was in the middle of teaching a class on form one when this mandalorian suddenly appears in the room and starts trying to offer advice. He actually struck a youngling that spoke out of turn with him." she ranted trying to control her frustration and failing rather badly.
" He bothers you, why?" Obi-wan asked hoping to get to root of the matter
"Because I have the ability to be anywhere at any time," Jaune interrupted, sliding into the seat next to his father.
from the kitchen Dex could be heard calling out. "JAUNE, GOOD TO SEE YA AGAIN BUDDY I DIDN'T SEE YOU COME IN."
Jaune laughed before replying. "I KNOW I WAS TRYING TO NOT BE SEEN, WANTED TO SHOW OFF FOR THE PRETTY REDHEAD I SUPPOSE,"
a cascade of Besalisk laughter rang out through the whole diner. Along with some hollering from a few of the regulars. Said pretty redhead was now pulling her hood further over face hoping that she could high her blush.
Obi-wan for his part now knew why she was so bothered by the mandalorian. It seemed a running weakness of Jedi were attractive Mandalorians. He would need to talk to her about the code and why attachments were forbidden later. He wanted to help her avoid the heart ache he felt every day.
"What brings you here?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Master Yoda, he said that you and Master Qui-Gon are to be sent to Mandalore for the upcoming tournament." Jaune answered, leaning back and waiting for Hermoine to bring him a cup of coffee. and soon she did
"Here you are sugar," she said, handing him his cup.
"Thank you Hermonie," he replied, sipping long on his cup before he continued talking to the jedi who had both been silent since he last spoke.
"He also said that you were to teach me the ways of the force," he added, enjoying watching his father gag on his own spit.
"what?" Obi-Wan asked, stunned by the statement.
"Yeap." Jaune said, adding extra pop on the end. "You are to train me to control my power in the force so that I only kill people on purpose."
Pyrrha was aghast at what he had just said. Yoda ordered the training of a non jedi, master Dooku would never do something so rash. " Your ship leaves in the next hour so you best hurry up," Jaune concluded, standing up and waving at Dex on his way out.
he would need to leave sooner than that if he wanted to beat them home and he would need to since his ship wasn't faster than whatever the jedi had under their hood.
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The flight to Mandalore was a silent one. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan had nothing to talk about and even though Master Dooku had dispatched Pyrrha to accompany them hoping to keep her away from the front lines for a little while she was too awkward to start a conversation in front of a Jedi master as renowned as Qui-Gon.
When they arrived Jaune was waiting for them in orbit. coming over the comms he told their pilot to follow him to a permitting landing pad.
their pilot landed but Jaune circled a few times overhead first. setting down and getting out he went to meet them at their boarding ramp. when they were on the ramp and he was halfway to them Pyrrha saw a woman wearing armor similar to Jaune's attack him.
She came in on a jet pack and tried to land on his back but he grabbed at her leg and rolled them both to the ground with him on top. She tried to throw up a triangle choke from her guard but the moment her legs were unlocked from Jaune's sides he shoved arms between her legs and grabbed at her belt. pulling on her belt and pressing into her he stacked her on her neck and when he reached his hands from her belt to her neck and began to crank on it she managed to squeeze out. "I yield,"
Jaune released her and stood back up offering her his hand and when she took he dragged her back to her feet next to him. "that was a dirty move" she growled, stretching and rubbing at her neck.
"So is trying to lock a triangle on someone in your armor," Jaune countered.
"I'll have you know that there are quite a few men who would kill to have my legs around their head." she snapped back.
"yeah but I'm not that stupid." Jaune spat. This seemed to offend the woman who then threw a right straight that Jaune deflected with his elbow. It was a good thing too since her fist put a dent into the hull of Jaune's ship where it landed.
"Hey, that's gonna cost a fortune to repair," Jaune whined.
"Well you shouldn't have pissed off the dragon," Yang replied with a satisfied look. taking off her helmet. and letting her shoulder length blonde hair fall loosely.
While she was doing that Jaune stepped behind her and wrapped an arm around her neck. She went to fight but before she could he drove his heel into her knee, buckling it and allowing him to figure four his arms.
she kept reaching but he had every advantage and her whole world was starting to fuzz out so she reluctantly tapped twice on his arm. Instantly he let her go and helped her back up. "Your father is the dragon you are but a little lizard that happens to have bad breath." he declared.
Yang looked unhappy about what had happened but she learned from pissing Jaune off enough in her life to keep doing it. That was the way of the two of them were both dominant personalities. with Jaune being a natural leader and Yang being a free spirit that didn't mind company so one of them had to be in charge. They settled that with combat and when they were younger Yang normally won.
Then puberty hit and Jaune grew a foot and a half and gained thirty pounds of what may as well be solid iron. That led to Yang losing a lot now and in honesty turn about seemed like fairplay she had gotten him into a lot of trouble when they were younger. Now the extent of what he did in charge was to make her not insult him too much.
Qui-Gon and Obi-wan were used to such behavior, it was typical of mandalorians to act as such. but Pyrrha was not. She just watched Jaune beat some random woman twice before talking to her like she was subordinate to him. That didn't sit well with the amount of arrogance she got from him.
"what do you think you're doing!?" she shouted, stepping off the ramp and making a beeline for Jaune. She intended to give him a lecture about not beating people for disagreeing with him when he suddenly stepped to his left and leveled his pistol at something behind her. "Hold your fire Yang," he ordered.
when Pyrrha turned she saw that Yang had one pistol pointed at her and a second one pointed at Qui-Gon. This made Obi-Wan reach for his lightsaber. which made Jaune draw a pistol on his own father.
when Pyrrha looked back she saw that Jaune's second pistol was pointed at her. "We're on Mandalore now, Jedi," he growled at her. "here you play by my rules. I guarantee you that we can't take Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan but you won't be alive long enough to see that so step back and mind your tone."
"Do as he says Pyrrha," Came Qui-Gon's calm voice. "I would hate to have to kill my grandson,"
"and I my father," Jaune said, making eye contact with Obi-Wan. Pyrrha quickly put the pieces together and was torn between being excited that Obi-Wan had a son and being concerned that he had violated the code so heavily.
She stepped back in stunned silence as Obi-Wan spoke. "Are you sure that you want me to be your father?" he asked, getting closer as Jaune lowered his weapon.
"Want has nothing to do about it, you have been less than impressive compared to the legends about you, but the fact remains that the duchess insists that you are my father so it would seem that you are." Jaune spat his frustration at having two pacifists for parents undisguised.
No sooner had the words left Jaune's mouth than Obi-Wan reached out and grabbed his right hand at the wrist, dragged it forward and met him halfway with a vicious elbow that he chained into a sweep that landed Jaune on his back. As Jaune attempted to spin into guard Obi-Wan dropped a knee on the boy's chest knocking the wind from him and pinning him in the position known to martial artists as knee on belly.
Jaune tried to force the knee off of his chest but Obi-Wan used the gap in his defence to crack him with a left hook. Jaune brought his hands back up to guard his face and Obi-Wan used that to move to full mount.
Jaune tried to buck his hips to escape but whenever he did Obi-Wan would post out and return to mount. When Jaune tried to post his hands out Obi-Wan grabbed the arm and locked up a keylock where he had his right hand on Jaune's right wrist pinning the back of the hand to the ground. And his left arm went under Jaune's bicep and leveraged the shoulder.
Jaune turned into him which was how you were supposed to escape this hold but Obi-Wan went to his knees and spun counterclockwise around Jaune's arm locking up the same attack but this time he was using his body as a guide to force Jaune's arm along it.
Jaune tapped when he realized that he was about to have his shoulder dislocated and Obi-Wan helped him to his feet. "If you are my son," he said with an authority that Pyrrha had never heard in his voice. "Then you had better act like one."
Jaune instantly lowered his head in a fashion that Yang had never seen before. "Yes, father." he answered with no hint of rebellion in his voice.
Obi-Wan calmly reached up and untied his hair letting it fall to his shoulders as he spoke to his son. "Now then, let's go find your mother."
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