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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Re: Play Time

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

He looks startled. Did Qui-Gon just ask him what he wanted? He refrains from peering at the man.

...Was this a trick question?

Instead, he wipes his mouth with a napkin, and thinks about it. He really doesn't know what to say to this...

Re: Play Time

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

Qui-Gon takes another bite of his food and simply waits. "When you're ready I'm sure you'll let me know."

Re: Play Time

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

"I...I suppose I'd like to spend at least one mission where I could just focus on my studies with you."

He blushes a little at the words. "I mean, it's not that all of our missions aren't educational, it's just...it's just, you know..." helpless shrug.

he has no idea what he's trying to say.

Re: Play Time

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

The Master Jedi chuckles a bit. "I understand what you're saying, my Padawan." Well... he hoped he understood what his young apprentice was saying anyways.

Re: Play Time

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Small, grateful smile.

"I suppose you have something in mind already, since you're asking me?"

Re: Play Time

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps."

Doesn't mean he's going to tell the young Jedi though.

Re: Play Time

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

Insufferable Master.

Obi-Wan frowns, but it's more fond than a means of showing displeasure.

"Of course."

he finishes the nerf and works on the rest.

Re: Play Time

[jedi-master-qui.livejournal.com]

"But, of course, if you'd rather stay in the Temple and not go..."

Yes, he's leaving that hanging for a reason. He watches Obi-Wan a moment before returning to his food.

Re: Play Time

[master-obiwan.livejournal.com]

His eyes go wide. "Of course I want to go with you." You need me.

"Why would I not want to go with you?"