Confrontations At A Lake
Chapter Three – Crappy Mornings and Adventures
(A/N: Alright, I finally got back from my trip, and I've been working on this chapter for awhile, and I found a good spot to end it, and continue the next chapter. I'm glad to be back, and Obi-Wan and I have started rping again, and I hope that you all like what we've written! If there are any punctuation marks, please excuse me! Now, on with the story!)
Padmé sat up in bed slowly, blinking the sleep out of her eyes. She turned her head towards her bedroom window and saw that it was still night, although from where she was it looked almost to be dawn. She groaned and landed back on her soft blankets and snuggled against her pillow, longing to get some sleep. Suddenly a bright light glinted on her and she frowned, her eyes snapping open. She flung the blankets off of her and stormed over to her window and snapped the curtains closed. Even with the curtains closed, the moon still managed to make itself known.
Padmé once again landed on her bed, eyes closed. A few minutes later she started tossing and turning, she tried to stay still, listening to her own breathing as the minutes ticked by. She again tossed and turned, laying on her stomach, breathing into her pillow, her stomach churning. She sat up in bed again, trying not to get sick, trying to ignore the stomach pains. She breathed slowly, climbing out of bed, and wincing as she felt a sharp pain on the upper left part of her abdomen, and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of orange juice and plopping it down on the table, it's contents sloshing around and landing on the table. With her eyes barely open, she managed to sit on the chair, and laid her head on the table, her forehead lying on the table. She rested her feet on her chair, wrapping her arms around her stomach, and with the moon high in the sky, and the wind howling in her ears, she closed her eyes.
Padmé started in her chair and raised her head, a small cry escaping her lips as she put a hand on her neck, over a kink. She waited a few minutes and gingerly tried moving her head, her eyes passing by the window, seeing that the moon was still out, although she could see that the sky was beginning to brighten up. She blinked and stifled a yawn, her body still aching, especially since she had slept in this chair for who knew how long. Her eyes strayed over to her glass of juice, but she made no move to reach for it. She neither made nor felt like making any move to do anything, really. After a few minutes she stood up, and shuffled over to her bedroom, putting on some clean clothes, and washed her face, sighing as the cold water hit her face. She brushed her hair quickly, and rummaged through her room, searching for her basket. She finally found it, and headed out the door, towards town, trying to feel good and tying to forget about her whole 'bad morning' experience.
Suddenly Comet came into view for the day, and galloped up to Padmé, his rider looking back every so once in awhile, as if he was being pursued.
"PADME! Padmé." He rode up to her, pulling Comet to a quick stop. Padmé quickly started out of her daydream she had been in, more like an almost asleep state, and looked at him.
"What are you doing?!"
"Padmé...one of your friends, Lilly, I think, said that you wanted to go explore the world, see all the sites and everything like that someday. Well.." Obi-Wan was slightly out of breath, and kept his right arm up against him. "Today is someday. You can come on an adventure with me, but you have to decide now."
Her brow furrowed in puzzlement.
"Why are you saying all this now?!"
Obi-Wan looked over his shoulder quickly.
"I'll tell you everything later...just..." He leaned down, extending his left hand. "Trust me?" Many hoof beats sounded in the distance.
Padmé hesitated. She barely knew this guy at all. "No, I don't think I will..." She started walking away and started thinking about it all, and turned around quickly. "Wait, no, I mean, yes."
Obi-Wan was about to ride away, but stopped Comet again. "Hurry up and decide!"
Many hoofbeats were drawing closer quickly.
With her heart racing, she nodded.
"Yes, I trust you."
Obi-Wan turned around to see about ten men, wearing the King's symbol galloping his way.
"Shit..." He reached down with his right hand and grabbed Padmé's, lifting her up with great difficulty, kicking Comet into a gallop once again. Padmé clutched Obi-Wan's waist, and looked back at the ten men, and then at Obi-Wan, hissing in his ear.
"What the hell is going on? What'd you do?!"
He ignored her and continued to ride on, hoping to get rid of the knights, who were pursuing them.
"What DID YOU DO!" She yelled at him, steel in her voice, wondering if he'd ever shape up.
"I STOLE something, ok? That was the plan all along." Obi-Wan retorted, turning Comet into the forest, knowing that Comet wouldn't be able to outrun the ten men with two people on his back.
"Why the hell would you go and do that!? What'd you steal!" She yelled at him, and was almost afraid to ask, and clutches onto Comet's saddle, hoping she wouldn't fall off.
"Because I owe someone a lot of money, and if I didn't steal the diamond from the King I'd never able to pay it off!" Obi-Wan almost sounded disappointed with himself, and kept glancing behind to see if the knights were gaining any ground, which they were not, and he still kept his right arm close to his side.
"And WHY do you owe someone a lot of money! You know that you're just going to get deeper into this, and then you'll be totally screwed!" She moved her head and muttered to herself, "As if you could get any worse…"
"Oh, shut up! I'm sick of your questions, and if you don't stop, I'll throw you off!" He was obviously angry, but she wasn't fazed.
"Well fine! I don't really want to be part of you ruining your life anyway!" Padme now herself was angry, who wouldn't be, he was so infuriating!
Obi-Wan really wanted to hurt her, but found he couldn't, which annoyed him. He glanced down at Comet's saddle and got an idea on how to lose the guards.
"Here," He said, shaking the reins at her, "drive."
"What!? Why!" She cried, taking the reins anyway.
"Because." He answered simply, while unlatching his bow and grabbed a few arrows from the quiver, maneuvering his legs so he was riding sidesaddle, then backwards, facing the knights, and started to pull back on the bowstring. "Let's add murder of the king's forces to my record, eh?" He let go of the arrow, which flew straight into the lead knights chest. Padme tried to calm herself, but her mind was screaming at herself, freaking out in the inside, wondering how the hell she'd gotten into this, compared to her crappy morning, and she continued to clutch the reins, daring to look behind her.
Obi-Wan felt her head turn.
"Don't watch me, watch the road!" He yelled at her, still angry, and picked up another arrow.
"I AM, you idiot!" She turned back to the front, the wind moving her hair, slapping in her face.
Obi-Wan let another arrow go, which barely hit his target, and he knew he couldn't do this for much longer. He gingerly touched his injured arm, and looked back at Padmé.
"You know how to shoot?"
"Yeah, what--you want to switch places with me? Is that even possible at the moment?!"
"Hmm, I don't know…" He saw a knight getting close and drew back an arrow, firing as quickly as possible and hit his target. "I have an idea. I'll jump off, you get all set in position, and I'll get back on. We'll probably get mixed up in knights though. Hope you know how to handle a dagger." He said, pulling a dagger from his boot and handed it over his shoulder to her, handle first. He was completely relaxed, like this happened on a daily basis. Padme loathed him for his relaxation; he'd pay for this…She grabbed the dagger and got ready to get into position.
"Ok, ready. Oh, Comet's going to turn around sharply, once you're in position, so don't fall off!" He put his bow back in its place. "Ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be!"
"Go!" Obi-Wan cried, grabbing his sword from its sheath at the last second and jumped off, rolling when he landed, and stays in a crouch, waiting for an attack. Padmé quickly swung herself around, so she was where Obi-Wan had been sitting. Obi-Wan shouted over the pounding of hooves to Comet. "Turn around!" Comet immediately whipped around, and came charging towards the knights, straight for Obi-Wan.
Padmé grunted and struggled to stay on Comet.
"Damn you Kenobi! I do not deserve this!" She yelled at him, holding onto Comet.
Obi-Wan ignored her, and grabbed hold of Comet's neck as he galloped inches away from him and yells, "Turn around!" again, so Comet turned and started heading the original direction, the knight still baffled but still in pursuit. He was still holding onto Comet's neck, and kicked down, pushing off the round and swung his leg over, ending in the saddle, where Padmé had originally sat, and as he got comfortable, he sheathed his sword again. He handed Padmé the bow first and then the arrow.
"Hope you're a good shot." He said, praying that it was true.
"I know I am." She answered tartly, taking them both and notches the arrow in, and aims at one of the knights, trying to stay on, and let go of the arrow, hitting her target in the neck. Obi-Wan looked behind quickly to see the man fall, an arrow in his neck.
"Wow, you are a good shot. Never expected that from a country girl like you."
"You underestimate country girls, then?!"
Obi-Wan smiled.
"Apparently. Just keep shooting like that love, and we're home free!"
Padmé scowled against him using the word 'love' and set another arrow, and still scowling, lets go, hitting another target.
"We?! Excuse me?!" She said, setting another arrow.
"Well, you're with me, aren't you? Turning, dearest." He warned, as Comet turned sharply, changing direction on the knights, hoping to get rid of a few for a bit.
Padmé almost fell off Comet when they turned, and longed to hit Kenobi, but couldn't, since she was holding onto the bow and arrows, her hands occupied.
"Don't act so smug!"
Obi-Wan secretly smiled smugly behind her back.
"Sorry, beautiful."
Padmé scowled and position another arrow.
"Are we ever going to lose them?"
"Well, it depends on if you shoot the rest of them down or if they stop following us!"
"And it depends on if Comet could go ANY faster!" Padmé answered tartly, still pissed at him for getting her into this, and shoots another knight, under the armor, at the collarbone, a shiver running down her spin as she heard his dieing cry, as he fell from the horse. She started shivering ucontroably, clutching the bow and arrows, as reality set in. She was killing these men, who had families, wives, sons, daughters, and these men were dieing by her hand. She blinked the feeling of tears away and swallowed, trying not to think about it.
"He can't go any faster with YOUR weight! He's been galloping since the palace, he's going to start slowing down even more here soon. We'll just have to go hand to hand." Obi-Wan felt her shiver. "Padmé..I know this is difficult, but don't think about what you're doing. I'll find a nice place to surprise them, and finish them sword to sword."
"I'm not THAT heavy!...or maybe I should just get off the horse, and hide, if possible. And I know…" Padmé suddenly was very tired of all this. "I try not think about it…" A flash of a man dieing in front of her entered her mind, and she tired to block it out.
"He's used to my weight, but your extra weight is slowing him down, plus I have an idea." Obi-Wan slipped his feet out of the stirrups and untied his sword and sheath from the saddle again.
"So, am I supposed to sit here and feel like an idiot since I have no idea what you're doing, and if I DO anything wrong, you'll once again yell at me?" She asked, her voice laced with anger.
"I'm sorry! I don't want to yell at you, but you don't follow instructions well!" He brought his feet up so he wasn't crouching on the saddle, reins in his hands. "Just waiting for a good place…" He said, more so to himself then to her, then says over his shoulder. "Once I'm off you can turn around and take Comet's reins, though he'll head back for me anyway.
"Am I supposed to let him go to you? So, I'll just sit there, and hold onto his reins, and sit atop him like some fairy-tale princess?" She said, sarcasm thick in her voice.
"Sure, do whatever you want. You can't even handle shooting down two men, so I can't use you." He retorted angrily. "What did you want me to do, give you the sword while I escape? Plus, you have a dagger, you're fine!"
"I CAN handle shooting down two men! And fine! I WON'T help you! If you die, its your fault!" She cried.
"I wouldn't be able to blame you anyway! Turning, dearest!" Comet took a sharp turn, and he almost hoped she'd fall off. "Bye!" He jumped into a tree, bringing his legs up enough just to clear Padmé's head and scrambles onto the limb so the knights couldn't see him, waiting for them to come around.
Padmé clutched onto Comet's reins even more, and muttered oaths at that man, in every language she knew, once again.
Obi-Wan saw a knight coming and swung down, clothes lining him off his horse. He landed on the knights horse and turned it around, a bit wider and slower than Comet usually went, going to fight the other three that were left. He rode straight towards one of the knights, expecting the horse to be calm and as totally trusting as Comet, but he soon figures out that isn't true as the horse swerves and throws him off balance, and then rears, completely throwing him off, and he rolled in the dirt, the sword still in its sheath, and he waiting for the knight to come for him. Before he knew it, the knight was already making his way towards him, the others dismounting and the last circling around and staying on his mount. The knight reached Kenobi and drew his sword.
"We've been waiting a long time to catch you, Kenobi." The knight stated, smirking.
"But you haven't caught me yet." Obi-Wan said, drawing his sword and bringing it to a guard position. "You won't take me without a fight."
Padmé quickly turned Comet around and into the forest, jumping off him as quietly as possible, and stood in the trees watching, praying to the gods that Comet wouldn't make any noise, she glared at him just incase and then back at Obi-Wan and the knights.
Obi-Wan stroke up a duel with the two knights, the one on horseback hanging back, trying to get behind Obi-Wan. Comet snorted extremely quietly at her unnecessary glare. Padmé scowled at him and put a hand over his nostrils, just in case. Comet shook his head free and leaned his head towards Obi-Wan's battle, like he was watching intently.
Padmé and Comet continued to watch as Obi-Wan fought expertly with the due of knights, and she quelled the feeling of worrisome in her heart, he could take care of himself…
…she hoped.
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