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Chapter 2. An old friend.
Anakin Skywalker was running like there was a crazed Rancor behind him.
And there could in fact be one, seeing how he just ticked off one of the highest ranking Masters in the Jedi Temple. He had no idea how much time he had left before the Korun Master hunted him down like a Nexu would to its prey.
He rounded the next corner, pulled out his lightsaber, and waited. And he continued to wait. He searched through the Force to find that Mace Windu had, in fact, gone the wrong way, and had lost Anakin's trail. He allowed himself a slight sigh, deactivated his weapon, and then covertly snuck back to the hideout. He found that Ahsoka had followed through and was now training younglings, while keeping an eye on Obi-Wan. It wasn't that he didn't trust the older man; it was the fact that you couldn't trust anyone but yourself in this practice. That was Pranker's rule number one.
"So, how's training Old Man?" Anakin smirked as he cockily walked over to his former Master. Obi-Wan turned around and threw an egg at the Chosen One's face.
"I'm not that old, Anakin. I'm only thirty-six."
"You make it sound like you're still young." This time Anakin dodged and used the Force to throw the projectile back at Obi-Wan.
Just as they were wiping the egg off of themselves, disaster struck. About twenty Jedi Knights and Masters stormed into the room, stun cuffs at the ready.
"Stay where you are, pranksters!" Ki-Adi-Mundi yelled, his voice booming out across the room they all stood present in, an air of authority surrounding him. "You are coming with us!"
"Like hell we are!" Anakin cried out. "Troops! Execute plan 49!" Before any of the Masters knew it, there were younglings running around everywhere. Ki-Adi was able to grab a total of seven Padawans while the others had about five a piece. The last thing that they saw was a nervous Obi-Wan being dragged out by Anakin Skywalker, who had forgotten that Obi-Wan didn't know any of their plans yet.
Anakin hauled his former Master along with him, sprinting with a Force-induced run as if being hunted down by a pack of ravenous Nexu. "We've lost some of our guys! Man down, man down!" He yelled into his comm. link, notifying every one of their losses. "We lost about a total of twenty Padawans! This complicates things!"
Ahsoka's crispy voice cackled through the other side, "What are we gonna do!"
"Where's your location?" Anakin answered her question with another.
"We're being chased by some of the Masters. Master Gallia, Windu and Fisto! We need help! No- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A series of loud splashes and crashes thundered voluminously through the comm. link, startling Anakin and Obi-Wan. "Ahsoka. AHSOKA! Ahsoka, do you copy!"
Obi-Wan, who was still in Anakin's vice grasp, face was nearly blank with worry. "What's happening?"
"I don't know," Anakin replied, his voice bleak, but laced with a hint of urgency. "But we need to find Ahsoka and the others... Now." The two sped forwards and vanished around the corner, melting into the shadows.
They made their way toward the biggest amount of water in the temple, the gardens. They slowly, but surely, moved from tree to tree, looking down for any sign of the missing Padawan.
Anakin could feel all the Force presences of every Padawan in the Temple. Being the Chosen one and being so attuned to the Force allowed him to pick up on much bleaker flickers in the Force. Right now he could feel all the panic, distress and turmoil within the captured and fugitive Padawans.
Then, he could feel Ahsoka. Her presence was dimed somehow in... Embarrassment...
Anakin shot her a soft message through the Force, 'It's O.K. I'm here.'
He felt her tense up, then shout, "NO! MASTER! IT'S A TRAP!"
It was too late. Several of the Jedi, including Master Gallia and Windu, sprang into action and started running after the two Rouge Jedi. They made it all the way to the former Council rooms when Anakin felt his energy draining. Someone was absorbing his Force energy, and slowly suspending him up in the air as he ran. Knowing that he didn't have long, Anakin reached into his cloak and pulled out a data pad.
"Obi-Wan. Take this, and follow the instructions. They'll lead you to the Master Prank. It's too late for me." He used up the remaining energy that was left and Force Pushed Obi-Wan down the hallway. When the Jedi Master looked back, Anakin was being carried off by the Council members.
'It's too late to save him,' Obi-Wan thought, panic beginning to thrash at him inside, pumping adrenaline through his body, making him excel in speed and stamina.
He sprinted onwards. It seemed as if he was the only one now. He skidded around a corner, peeking around the edge of the grey wall to look out for any pursuers. There was none. He turned back, leaning his head against the wall and closing his eyes, trying to regain a arithmetic heart beat once more. The moment his eye lids slid over his eyes, images of Anakin being taken away flooded his mind's eye: Anakin's fatigue. Him Force pushing Obi-Wan away; being carried off by the council.
Opening his eyes, shutting the images out, he glanced down at the datapad he held in his hands of the most grand and greatest prank of all.
He had to complete the prank... for Anakin... For the Pranksters.
Obi-Wan quickly clicked the data pad's screen, to find that a security lock had been placed on it.
'Of Course,' Obi-Wan thought as he rolled his eyes. There was a small hint on the bottom of the screen, just in case the user forgot their password. He clicked it and surprise covered his face. It was only one word. 'Dad,'
Obi-Wan was puzzled. Anakin didn't have a father. It was rumoured that he was the child of the Force, but it still wasn't confirmed.
Then, it hit him like a forceful slap to the side of his face.
'You're the closest thing I have to a father,'
After mentally kicking himself, he typed in the letters, 'O-B-I-W-A-N K-E-N-O-B-I'. Nothing happened. He tried again, 'O-B-I-W-A-N'. Still nothing. Frustrated, he typed in all of the names that he could think of that he had been called by Anakin and his friends over the years. He almost gave up when one of the responses worked. He eagerly looked down to see what the word was, to find 'O-A-F-Y-W-A-N' being the password. After making a mental note to get Anakin for this later, he pressed on for his quest for the ultimate prank.
Instantly, he was lead to the plans. A sketch design of a bucket over head in the centre of the chamber which the Masters would be present in was suspended by what looked to be a Jedi using the Force as to look inconspicuous. A scribble was beside it saying, "Super glue,' and next to that was several pillows that were stuffed with an assortment of feathers. A small smile came to Obi-Wan's face. He had a slight idea who this was going to be for.
The second sketch was a little harder to decipher. He'd have to remind Anakin to improve his drawing skills. It looked like some type of green liquid over Yoda's chair with several piles of gimmer sticks, just waiting to be dropped on the green runt. Obi-Wan had a faint feeling that that was payback for the runt for hitting Anakin a lot with his stick.
The Last sketch was very clearly drawn, with meticulous detail shown throughout the whole drawing. The weirdest part is that Anakin had Obi-Wan drawn into the plan, like he knew that his Master would join him. Obi-Wan quickly brushed it off, while studying the plans. It seemed that there was a steaming pot of trouble brewing.
"Where did Kenobi go?" A distant accented voice came from around the corner. The voice was rich and smooth and to women, charming. It was Kit Fisto. The Aquarian, green skinned Jedi Master walked slowly along the corridors; his foot falls barely audible to Obi-Wan.
Whispers from the wind could drown out the small clicks his boots made. And the clicks... gradually drew closer, becoming higher in pitch. Obi-Wan could only think of them as shells, bringing back the images of the bombardments he'd survived countless times.
He did not dare look around the corner, at risk of being caught.
"Find him!" Another voice barked. The unmistakable stern voice of Mace Windu reached his ears. His heat rate increased, and without even hearing, his own breathing was laboured. "He's here somewhere. We need to bring him before the council. One of our own has betrayed us,"
'Betrayed?' Obi-Wan thought, fairly shocked and hurt. He was being considered a traitor by a friend.
"Betrayed is a bit harsh, don't you think?" The familiar voice of Siri Tachi sung throughout the room.
Mace quickly turned on his heel to face the Jedi Knight. "He is a Jedi Council Member, and has chosen his fate the second that he was caught conversing with Skywalker. He will be dealt with just as the others."
Siri set Mace with a hard stare, her sapphire eyes solidifying into ice gems. Mace's stare equalled hers, and the two sized each other up for dominance. Mace may have been a stubborn Jedi Master, but Siri was a witty and short tempered, sharp tongued woman who could bring any man to cringe under her gaze. If she could bring down Krayn's organization single handed, she could rise up to challenge Mace.
A low cough from the side-lines brought the two Jedi out of their locked gazes.
Adi Gallia stood just from the sides, hands folded elegantly inside her cloak sleeves. Her face was calm; the perfect Jedi character of complete serenity. "If you two have had quite enough time sizing each other up, may we continue our search for Master Kenobi? He has obtained the plans from Skywalker. And with them we are still under a dark cloud that hangs precariously above our heads." The Jedi Master gazed at the two Jedi who stared at her with blank expressions on their faces, though their eyes betrayed their agitation.
Mace was the first to move, stalking forwards and brushing past Adi, making it known to her that he was, right now, beyond annoyed.
She turned her head away from the retreating Jedi Master to face her former Padawan, who stared longingly at her.
"Are you seriously going to find him?" Siri asked, the emotions she had so long ago buried and controlled breaking through so slightly, straining her voice.
Adi coolly levelled her gaze on the blonde Knight. "I shall do what I must, Siri. He is a Council Member and has chosen his side. You would be wise to help us pursue him."
Obi-Wan heard footfalls tap lightly away from his position, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then his heart rate picked up again as he realized he heard only one set of footsteps. He dare not look and check the corner, out of fear that it was Adi.
Siri stood momentarily still for a moment, contemplating what her former Master told her. A second later her footsteps followed her Masters, though her conscience and heart heavy.
Obi-Wan could feel the slight pain and traitorous feeling that was radiating off of Siri. He quickly, but calmly, let out a slight whistle. The short tempered Knight stopped in her tracks, pivoted towards the noise, and began looking for where Obi-Wan was located.
This made him nervous. What if she actually was going to turn him in? He would be tortured for sure. The memory of Anakin being carried away was still fresh in his mind. He believed that there was some screaming because of the jolts of electricity that had gone through the young Knight, courtesy of Master Windu. But he had to trust Knight Tachi, even if it meant being caught and go through the same thing that his Former Padawan is going through.
"Siri?" A slight whisper was said from behind the corner. She narrowed her hard, searching eyes towards the location of the Master's voice.
"Kenobi? What have you gotten yourself into this time?" She maneuvered over to the corner to stare face-to-face with her former lover and friend.
The first thing Obi-Wan had to do when faced with the blonde Jedi knight was swallow the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat.
Force he felt his knees go weak, and the forbidden emotions he felt for this woman throb mercilessly inside him like a clawing, ravenous and hungry Nexu. Siri Tachi was the most beautiful woman he had ever had the pleasure of knowing. She had sun-kissed blonde hair that shone so bright like a spotlight whenever the light touched her tresses. Her face looked as if it was carved by an Angel of the Force, with dazzling blue eyes that shone the sparking tongues of flames.
His aqua azure eyes had flickered to her pink rosy lips momentarily, and he wandered what it would be like to taste them. 'Sweet and soft. STOP! You're a Jedi, Kenobi! Both of you are! And it's not allowed...'
It didn't stop him from loving her though. He knew her in every way possible but one. And they'd never be allowed that opportunity, no matter if it was the Force's will or not.
"Believe me, I didn't originally intend for this to happen," He responded in a hoarse whisper, still swallowing heavily to dislodge the lump he felt in his throat. "But Anakin pranked me and-"
He didn't get to finish his explanation, for suddenly, Siri burst into a fit of giggles. Obi-Wan stared at her in disbelief, his eyes wide and mouth agape as she nearly doubled over, clutching her stomach. "Don't! It hurts to laugh!" Yet she couldn't stop.
Obi-Wan snapped out of his delusion of surprise and fixed his stern look and posture, straightening his posture and folding his arms over his puffed out chest. Siri noticed the look through bleary eyes and quickly stopped laughing, standing up straight and matching his gaze with a stern look of her own, though her face still twitched with barely suppressed laughter.
"Had enough?" He asked, raising a ginger eyebrow.
"Quite," Siri shortly replied in an amused tone. Her eyes were dancing with glee at his endeavour.
Suddenly Obi-Wan thought about what Siri was going to do had he not exposed his position to her. Was she going to turn him in? After everything they'd been through?
'I mean.. She couldn't. Could she? Doesn't she still - NO, Kenobi! She doesn't! We both made a promise, and that promise must not be broken. The Code mustn't be breached! But I have to know...'
"Siri," He asked suddenly.
"Yeah?"
"Were you going to turn me in?"
He dare not name the change he suddenly saw in her eyes.
"You think that I would just betray you like that? After all of the missions, the times when we were Younglings, the meditation periods together, and you believed that I would turn you over? And to what? The Jedi Council? I never said that I was on their side. Why would I want to be with boring, pompous Masters all day? Besides Adi that is. She is at least somewhat able to talk to."
Hurt radiated out of Siri's eyes as she turned to walk away.
Obi-Wan instantly mentally kicked himself, then jumped up, grabbed his love and held her tight. 'Screw the code. I'm already a rebel for joining the pranksters. Might as well do this...' He leaned her in and planted a devouring kiss right on her waiting lips.
At first, Siri felt herself melting in his arms. His lips were so soft, warm and moist against hers. And it only invited her more to press hers back against his.
However, her conscience, or rather, the Jedi within her screamed at her to stop. Doing this would only hurt her and him. If she was going to react, then she would cover up her hurt with what she does best. Anger.
Hesitantly, she freed her lips from his. She could still taste him on them, and it was so difficult not to kiss him as desperately as he had her.
"What are you doing?" She snarled, trying to cover up her pain. "We promised." She whispered hoarse fully. She realized that she was still captive in Obi-Wan's strong arms, and she found herself never wishing to be free of them.
"I know we promised, but I couldn't let you get away. I never meant my words to be that hurtful. It was just a question." He leaned down and buried his face in her gorgeous blonde hair. "And to answer your first question," Obi-Wan said with an impish smile. "It's called a kiss." He felt her worry of him letting go of her, and decided to bring her even closer.
Her beautiful sapphire eyes that were made of ice now melted away in the presence of his magnificence. She rested her head on his and the two stood there for a time, enjoying being in each other's grasp.
Siri's hands clutched themselves onto the sleeve of is arms, fingers digging in, as if afraid that if she loosened her grasp on him, he would be ripped from her reach once more.
Obi-Wan gently shifted his head and softly planted a kiss that was like a breath of air on her blonde tresses. The shudder Siri emitted just from the simple touch bought a small smile of satisfaction on his face, and he chuckled lightly.
Siri remained standing, frozen and wrapped in Obi-Wan's arms. She had loved him for so long, even when she made it seem to him as if she didn't, she loved him from afar.
Now, being with Obi-Wan made her feel whole. Since the day they had promised never to speak of what their hearts truly felt, it felt as if a piece of her soul had been ripped from her. Being with Obi-Wan mended the scarred soul, mending it whole again.
The Force swirled around them, bringing them together in heart, mind and soul. It binded them with the universe, and both Obi-Wan and Siri heard its joyful melody chant its approval.
Siri settled for listening to Obi-Wan's heart beat thump against her ear rhythmically, as she let Obi-Wan run and tangle his fingers through her soft blonde tresses. She sighed in contentment.
"So, will you join me?" Obi-Wan asked as he picked up her face to gaze into his.
"Kenobi, I'll follow you to the ends of the earth as long as you don't let me go." She cuddled back into his chest, letting them now rest on his solid rock abs.
The two stood there for a few minutes, comprehending that this was actually reality and not some cruel twist of fate.
"Come on, let's go," Obi-Wan said, as he grabbed her hand and dashed down the corridor, Siri staggering to keep up behind him.
She soon caught up on her footing and was following him. The feel of his calloused skin against her was enough to send volts of electricity jolting through her. The tingling left a pleasurable feeling on her, and she was soooooooooooooooooooo tempted beyond belief to snag Obi-Wan into a hidden alcove and do some serious taster sessions on his mouth.
"So," She said as she raced through the halls with him, eyes scanning their surroundings for any traps or Masters. "What's the plan?"
"Gather some Padawans, rescue Anakin, and execute operation greatest prank in Jedi history," Was her simple reply. Right now Obi-Wan was probably fashioning a plan in his head and analyzing every detail of the plan and how it would be executed.
This plan made Siri role her eyes, but also smile and let a laugh of delight emit.
-oOo-
Mace Windu's golden cloak danced on his soft shoes as he walked into the interrogation room. Anakin Skywalker was chained to a chair with MagnaCuffs on his wrists.
"Hey, Chicken boy." The leader of the Pranksters calmly said as the Korun Master walked in.
Mace's gruff look couldn't have gotten any worse. He walked over to the table in the middle of the room and sat down.
On the table was a small device. Mace leaned over, and with a simple touch, pressed down on a black button.
Anakin's sharp cry of pain, in all fairness, was a horrid thing for a Jedi to hear, but Mace's look was sadistic. He would teach the boy respect.
"Tell me what the plans are, Skywalker," He asked calmly.
Anakin, through his panting, chuckled. He raised his head and levelled a painful stare at Mace's calm and stoic face. "I... Aint tellin'... you.. a thing, Chicken boy,"
Mace calmly touched the button again, this time longer. As the jolts of electricity went through the Chosen One's body, his head bobbed up and down with them. Mace hoped that the "youngling" Will would break soon. He took his finger off the button and tried again.
"The plans, Anakin."
This time the boy just looked up, fashioned with the same stare, and spit at the Jedi Master.
The Korun's Master's fury went tenfold, as he slammed is palm against the controls, totally frying Anakin with electricity. He then swiftly approached Anakin and leaned down right in front of him, his dark eyes boring into Anakin's sapphire. "Tell me, Skywalker!" He barked.
Anakin stared coolly at him. You know the only person who's got it, Chicken boy. If you want the plans... go and get him. But I assure you. You won't find him."
Anakin then proceeded to laugh manically. Mace's face contorted to one of pure fury, and he raised his fist, ready to smash Skywalker's face in to get him to talk.
Just then, Adi Gallia rushed in, disrupting the session and quickly causing the Master to rip his hand down from the air back to his side.
"Master Windu!" She gasped, exploding into the room. "Siri isn't present! She was supposed to come back with me, but has failed to do so."
"She's with Kenobi! Mace accused. "Find them now, and stop them!"
Adi nodded before dashing from the room. Mace turned back to Anakin to find the Chosen One with a sly smile on his face.
-oOo-
"Obi," Siri whispered into his ear. "Where are we going to find Padawans that are willing to help? They have all been told if they join us, they'll be sent to the Agri-Corps. The only one that we could possibly get is Ferus. And even then, he won't come back to the Temple, especially for Anakin's cause."
"We'll figure something out, Siri. Do you know where they are holding the other Younglings? The ones they captured during the raid?"
Siri sighed. "Whilst I was present with the council members, I saw them take the captured Padawans to the training rooms. They have special locks as so no one can walk in on a sparring session suffice to say, if they are anywhere, there's a possibility that they are in there."
Obi-Wan nodded. "Alright, let's go and get them, love," He gave is newly refound love a cheeky and half-crooked grin. Siri just couldn't resist that grin, and smiled back.
They slowly and quietly made their way to the training rooms. Obi-Wan pulled a lock pick out of his pocket and used it on the lock. It instantly worked. Siri gave him a confused and suspicious look for having the tool.
"It's Anakin's, from when he was a Padawan. I just never took it out of my cloak." He defended himself.
"Mmmmm Hmmm..." She walked into the room to find the members of the Pranksters all sitting on the floor, bored out of their mind. They could see that there were some dents in the walls and the back of the door where the Padawans had tried to break out. Obi-Wan quickly did a rough count of the members to find that only Anakin and Ahsoka were missing. 'Well, that's one thing off my list and another one on top of it.'
The young boy with the raven hair came over to him. "My name's Sam. Sorry about earlier. Didn't know that you would join our side. We've all decided that it's time to end the Council's rule forever." He looked behind Obi-Wan to only find Siri. Confused he looked at the Former Council Member, "Where is Anakin?"
Obi-Wan gave himself some more confidence then stated, "It doesn't matter. I'm in charge until he returns. Now, I need all of you to lead me to the Secret hideout, the one that the Council doesn't know about. We need to plan this out."
Sam shook his head. "I don't know if we can trust you yet. I mean, it's a nice thing that you're doing here, freeing us and all, but you could be a spy. General Skywalker's third rule is to 'Never trust someone until their motives are clear'."
"And what are the other two rules?"
"Rule one is "Lie, lie, deny." And rule two is "Deny, deny, never comply."
The Jedi Master just sighed as he shook his head while holding onto the bridge of his nose and his forehead. This kid reminded him too much of Anakin. It was kinda cute, but scary. A future Anakin Skywalker. Just the thought made him shudder.
"My motives are to free you, rescue Anakin and Ahsoka, then help pull of the Master prank." Obi-Wan calmly stated.
"And what of your lady friend over there?" He pointed over to Siri, who was leading the children out of the other Training Rooms.
"MASTER TACHI," Obi-Wan enunciated. "Has the same motives as me. Now the room please?"
Defeated, the child gestured for him to follow. They all made their way towards the kitchens. Once inside, the Temple chef, Stephan, led them to a secret panel behind the stoves. After crawling through the passage, they were inside of a giant room, where many different tasks were taking place.
There was a bunch of green goo being boiled over a fire, some feathers being pulled out of pillows and into a bag, and some sticks being placed into a huge net. Some of the younger children were occupying their time by filling up some balloons with water and others with nasty scraps from the kitchens. There were wall to wall shelves filled with spray paint, eggs, toilet paper, and tons of paper. Obi-Wan was impressed that Anakin had thought out this operation instead of just jumping into things like he usually did.
He then assembled the group of Padawans and stood at the table with Siri. Sighing, he rested his palms flat on the chipped wooden surface and leaned over so that he was near eye level with the younger Padawans. "Alright, what's the plan here, as I am not fully informed?"
The Padawans all traded unsure gazes with each other, questioning their trust in the Jedi Master. Then, Sam spoke up.
"It's O.K. guys. This guy trained General Skywalker and has already proved his worthiness to us many a time." He turned to Obi-Wan. "You see, each Council member will get their punishment to the crime they committed or in a funny way. Master Windu will get turned into a human chicken, Master Yoda, a green troll. We've decided that Ki-Adi Mundi will be paint balled," As he said this, one of the younger Padawans picked up one of the paintball guns and shot the wall to emphasize the prank. "We're still not sure what to do to Master Adi-"
Siri instantly perked up. "Leave that to me!" Her face was much like a youngling picking up her first lightsaber. She ran out of the room, with an extra bounce in her step.
Obi-Wan watched her go, his eyes and mind swimming with curiosity. He needed to see just what she was planning, and he was worried about her being caught.
"Sam," He addressed the raven haired boy absent minded. "Set the equipment together for when I and Master Tachi return. We'll set it up once it's ready."
"Yes, Master Kenobi!" He cheered, a ear splitting grin set on his features as he turned to the group of awaiting Padawans and clapped his hands. "Alright, guys. You heard the General. Let's go!" There was a stampede filled with shouts and barks of orders as the Padawans all rushed around, setting up the equipment.
Obi-Wan watched them, a smile on his face, before he remembered that Siri had left. He turned to the archway she had entered through and padded out in pursuit of her.
"Siri!" He yelled as loud as he could without drawing attention to himself.
The blonde Jedi Knight just laughed as she gleefully ran away from her love to go and pull a prank on her former Master. Obi-Wan used Force to pull her back and captured her in his arms. She looked up at him with an innocent look. "Hey, honey."
Obi-Wan chuckled. A heart-warming sound to Siri, as well as the dashing and sexy smile he gave her.
"Oh, no you don't 'Hey, honey' me," Obi-Wan taunted gleefully, shaking his head. "Just where do you think you're going? You could have been subdued and captured," He felt the sudden urge to twirl her around outwards and pull her back to him passionately.
"But I wasn't..." She pointed out.
Obi-Wan just sighed as he fulfilled his urge by doing just that. She kissed his nose tenderly, trying to distract him from the fact that she could have been kidnapped by the Jedi Order.
The distraction had its intended effect.. for only a few seconds when Obi-Wan swooped her off her feet with the Force and proceeded to hoist her onto his back, giving her a piggy back ride, before spinning around, making them both momentarily dizzy. He set her back down on her feet, watching as she pushed the dizziness out of her swaying body and hazy head. "So, what do you intend to prank Adi with?" He asked curiously, folding his arms across his chest.
"Stop treating me like a Padawan!" She smirked.
"I'll treat you like a Padawan if I want to treat you like one." He smirked back at her.
"Well, MASTER..." She was able to say through her constant giggling. "She had this crush on Master Fisto once. And she didn't want to tell anyone. So, I grabbed some spray paint and I'm gonna paint it everywhere!" Her eyes still shone like a small child's as she kissed Obi-Wan. It made him smile that she was no longer the hard and unsocial Jedi that she used to be. 'It's surprising what a lot of love can accomplish.'
"I wonder what Master Secura would have to say about that," Obi-Wan commented, his lips brushing hers as he spoke, their breath mixing together. "I wonder how she'd react too." He then lightly pressed his lips to hers.
"Well...I don't know, but we'll find out, now won't we?" Her impish grin radiated off of her face as she handed him one can of spray paint as well.
They both ran all over the Temple, broadcasting the news of the crush via spray paint.
The spray paint was a mix and array of bright colours: some pink, red, yellow, green or a mix of each. Neither of the two Jedi really noticed that they both procured hidden talents of art work, for the graffiti styles they came up with were stunning. Many were of blurry smears with bold writing. Some tags in particular were painted with huge pink hearts and cupid shooting an arrow through the heart. Others were of the two Jedi, hand in hand, skipping down a rainbow.
Masters Kit Fisto and Aayla Secura were walking together on patrol when they saw the first wall of graffiti. The words on the wall read, "Master Adi and Fisto sitting in a tree." Then it showed both of the Masters drawn in an anime style, kissing.
Kit's face couldn't really be described as an Nautolan, it was just solid, bottomless black eyes wide and unblinking and mouth rapidly opening closing as that of a fish underwater.
Aayla's reaction we cannot entirely explain neither... for it was quite extreme what happened to Master Fisto, and we shall settle for that he is now precariously hanging upside down outside of the Jedi Temple and speeders that are whizzing by drivers are on the odd occasion stopping and taking snap shots of this rather unlikely situation for the Jedi Master.
Obi-Wan met up with Siri just in time to see this hilarious feat.
"We are good!" Siri said as she kissed her love. "Where's Adi?"
"Practically off the face of Coruscant!" He replied taking Siri in is arms, practically crushing her.
"Obi...You're crushing me..." She said with a bit of dramatic panting. "I'm pretty sure that the Jedi Order can't get me when I'm in your arms because of the force that you're putting into this hug!"
Obi-Wan quickly relented his behemoth hug and held her instead by the arms, running his hands delicately along the length of them. "Sorry," He muttered, giving her an impish grin.
"I'm sure you are. Something tells me you did that on purpose." She smiled at him with her knowing smile and then kissed his lips like a starving Nexu would devour into its prey. Then she pulled away seductively, "Well, we have the Younglings and Padawans, now to rescue Anakin."
"I suppose it is," Obi-Wan whispered his response as he leaned in, lips inches away from hers, yet not kissing her; rather more like teasing.
Siri leaned in herself, and when it seemed like they were about to share another kiss, she slapped him in the back of the head.
Instantly he recoiled. "What was that for!"
Siri smirked childishly, "Because all the teasing you do is going to get us caught,"
The puppy dog look he gave her almost made her knees buckle. How he could bewitch her in such ways. "Don't you like this new version of me?"
"Oh, yes. I do; it's better than the stick in the mud you used to be, oh Mr. Perfect Padawan," She tenderly nuzzled her nose against his and chuckled lightly.
"I was not the Perfect Padawan, and you know that... Remember Melida/Daan "
Siri just shook her head as she slapped the back of his head again. "We all forgave you for that. Sure you left the order, but you admitted to your mistake, as well." She got up and started walking towards the main hallway of the Temple.
"Where are you going?" Obi-Wan cried out as he followed.
"I know where they would keep Anakin and Ahsoka. Come on, keep up!"
Obi-Wan and Siri to the rescue! :D More is on the way, but first, let me know what you think please! :D