Padawan: Play Time

[master_obiwan]

Obi-Wan's lightsabre thrummed as the azure blade crashed against Bant's veridian weapon. The air crackled with burnt ozone, as the two Padawans danced around each other, weapons weaving intricate patterns as they struck, parried and clashed.

On the side-lines Bant's Master, Kit Fisto, watched, his wide-eyed Nautolan's gaze taking in the fight. He offered no advice, simply letting the two students have at each other in a test of skill.

Obi-Wan drove Bant back with a particularily tricky piece of footwork, and the Mon Calamari girl nearly tripped. She launched herself at him with renewed vigour, her mouth curved in what passed for a smile for her species. Obi-Wan grinned back and took the brunt of her attack on his blade, the jarring blows reverberating up his arms.

He fought her back down and, just as he was manouvering for a the killing blow, Bant brought her blade up and slipped it under his guard, touching his neck. The searing kiss made him yelp and jump back, the blade of his saber disengaging.

With an admiring look, he gingerly touched the burn.

"Well done, my friend. You've come a long way."

"You bet I have, Obi-Wan," she said with a chuckle.

Kit Fisto greeted them as the two stepped on to the sidelines. "Well done, Padawan. And here I thought Padawan Kenobi was the tough one to beat."

Obi-Wan blushed. "I don't know about that, Master Fisto. I don't believe my skills have progressed to that level."

The Nautolan smiled. "So humble. A wonder, considering who your Master is."

Obi-Wan chuckled and clipped his 'sabre back onto his belt.

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[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

Qui-Gon stood on the sidelines watching Bant and his Padawan. He said nothing to Kit or the two before them, merely kept an eye on their movements. Gaging, if not memorizing every movement, every piece of footwork and attacks that the two padawans made.

"Not bad, my young apprentice." He states giving Obi-Wan a smile before hearing Kit's comment about his padawan being humble. He shakes his head giving a slight chuckle. "I'll leave being humble up to my Padawan and you, my friend."

Then his gaze went back to his young apprentice knowing that Obi-Wan would deal with the burn mark that now laced his throat. He looks over at Bant and gives her a smile. "You did very well today."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Obi-Wan wipes a bit of sweat from his bow as he beams at his Master.

Bant's cheeks colour a bit as Qui-Gon speaks his praises. "Thank you, Master Jinn. I've been working really hard."

Kit gives her shoulder a squeeze. "And it shows, Bant. You did well indeed. Now, go get cleaned up and we'll get something to eat."

Bant nods. "Yes, Master." She bows to Qui-Gon. "Have a good afternoon, Master Qui-Gon. See you later, Obi-Wan."

"Bye, Bant!" Obi-Wan grins as he watches his friend and her Master take their leave. Once they're gone, he touches his throat again. "Ow. That stung."

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

"I can tell." Qui-Gon states giving Bant a slight smile. "You too." He tells her when she goes off with her Master.

Looking at his Padawan he gives a slight shake of his head. "I bet that it did. You need to make sure that you're on guard at all times. It won't happen to you if you do." He seems a bit amused before watching his apprentice for moment. "Come on Obi-Wan, I'm sure there's things you wish to do before I put you to work." He teases.

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"Like apply a bacta patch to my neck?" He grins, but it's not long before he sobers. "I know I let my guard down, Master. The move was...unexpected. But now that I am aware of it, I will endeavour to anticipate it in the future."

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

"I know you will." Qui-Gon states taking Obi-Wan back to their quarters for the moment. "Go get cleaned up and then we'll put a bacta patch on your neck. And then we'll decide if we want to eat or make you work." Though he was really only lightly teasing about putting his Padawan to work.

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He wrinkles his nose at the second mention of work. "Eat first, of course. And I'm sure that any work you make me do will be of the back-breaking variety." See? Obi-Wan can tease, too!

Then he deposits his boots next to the doorway and disappears to take a quick shower. He emerges in half-a uniform: barefoot and only trousers. His tunic is slung over the uninjured shoulder and he's towel drying his hair. He's got the med-kit tucked under one arm.

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"Yes, I'll make sure to just pile the work on until you can barely move."

Qui-Gon sat and waited while his Padawan had disappeared off to take his shower. "Alright, lets get that taken care of so we can go eat. I'm sure by now you've figured out where you want to go and exactly what you want."

Play Time

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Obi-Wan sits next to his Master, putting the med-kit down on a table and his tunic and the towel on the couch. He pulls a bacta strip out of the kit and hands it to his Master, tilting his head so Qui-Gon can see the nice, seared skin.

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Qui-Gon takes the bacta strip and shakes his head a bit. "She really got you good." He knew that as far as Obi-Wan went the boy would try to make sure it didn't happen again. It was just how his apprentice was. He places the bacta strip over the seared skin. "There you go. Hopefully we won't be patching you up again any time soon."

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"Hopefully." Obi-Wan wrings out his Padawan braid, unthreads it and then rebraids it quickly before putting his tunic on.

Then he's up to hang his towel and put the med-kit away. When he returns, he's once more the proper Padawan.

"So, lunch?" he asks hopefully.

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"Yes, my young Padawan lets go get you fed." He states with a slight smile. "We'll let you decide where we're going this time." Which probaby didn't happen that often.

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He pulls his boots back on and collects his cloak. "Well, there's this new restaurant that opened in the Senate District last week. I heard some of my friends talking about it."

Re: Play Time

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

He gives a slight nod and gets up. "Then that's where we'll go." Besides, there was nothing wrong with a change of scenery every once in a while.

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Qui-Gon looked at his young apprentice. "I just figured that you and your friends had other things planned. Something that would leave this old man by himself."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"No, Master. My friends are off-planet. Mostly. Only Siri and Bant are on-planet with Masters Gallia and Fisto."

He gives Qui-Gon a bemused look. "And you aren't that old, Master. Certainly not ancient, like Master Yoda."

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"Well, either way, I figured you'd rather have fun with them than an old man like me." He states with an amused look. Yes, he has something up his sleeve... there's just no telling what.

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Obi-Wan looks hurt at the insinuation. "I have fun with you," he mutters, as the plates are taken away and dessert is now served.

He digs into his berries and creams a bit sulkily. Totally unbecoming of a Jedi, especially a Padawan of his age.

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head a bit and is slightly amused. Not every day his Padawan does anything unJedi like. "I know you do, Obi-Wan. You've never shown me that you don't."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He just peers at Qui-Gon like a two-year-old and munches on berries and cream.

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

That makes him raise a slight brow. "If you're going to act that young should I treat you that young as well?"

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With a heavy sigh, Obi-Wan swallows the dessert and puts his spoon down. "No, Master. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let your comments bother me like that."

He's a contrite boy, now. And a little ashamed. Oh yes, a twenty-something shouldn't be acting like a child!

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

He's not even bothered with his Kiwik-clusjo Swirl.

"Do you truly believe I would just leave you behind like that if you wanted to spend time with me, Obi-Wan?"

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Obi-Wan isn't touching the berries and cream, either. They don't taste the same now.

Embarrassed blush. "No, Master."

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

"I would never leave you behind for any reason, my young Padawan."

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Okay, now he feels uber-foolish. He hangs his head. He's already said he was sorry, and that he knows his Master would never do that sort of thing.

Sigh. You think you know a guy...Obi-Wan didn't think he'd ever grasp his Master's moods...