AL: Prison Break (Jul-09)
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master_obiwanTitle: Prison Break
Prompt: 005. Picture Prompt #2
Character: Obi-Wan Kenobi
Guest Stars: Ahsoka Tano, Taska Maris (OC)
Fandom: Star Wars
Word Count: 595
Rating: PG-13
Warnings None
Disclaimer George Lucas owns Star Wars. Lucas is King. If he doesn't like me pilfering his characters, he can have his merchandise back.
Summary: Ahsoka's lost her Master and Obi-Wan helps her find him.
Author's Notes: ...I make no apologies for the absurdness of this fic.
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"Why would my Master come here?" Although Ahsoka Tano's question was asked in a hushed voice, the words still reverberated down the empty hall in which she and Obi-Wan carefully traversed. The faded cream-coloured paint on the walls was peeling and flaking, the scraps forming small piles at irregular intervals along the baseboards. The lights were only half-powered and every odd one flickered disconcertingly, making the shadows that lined the space dance with shadows that alternated between dense and alive. Infiltrating the abandoned jail to continue following the trail of Anakin's Force-signature baffled the young girl and had prompted her to break the silence with her question.
"You'll find that Anakin does a great many things that defy explanation, Padawan," Obi-Wan replied. "I don't envy you."
Ahsoka smiled wryly and let him take the lead.
Obi-Wan hadn't been joking. He really didn't envy Ahsoka and, in fact, felt a bit of a responsibility to the young Tagruta girl when it came to looking after Anakin. His former Padawan was a special class of high-maintenance and tricks of keeping up with Anakin had to be handed down from one companion to the next. It was a unique learning process that would give Ahsoka a very exclusive skill-set that would set her above the rest of the Order. But that would be assuming that she and Obi-Wan would survive the War and that things would go back to a peace-time equilibrium that enabled a more focused study of the Jedi Arts.
Right now, however, Obi-Wan needed to help the young girl find her wayward Master before he did something stupid...
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Later
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Taska looked up at Obi-Wan from her spot on the couch, not quite believing what she was hearing. When she arrived at Obi-Wan's quarters for tea half-an-hour ago, it certainly never crossed her mind that she'd be told such a ridiculous tale. "You're joking," she said with a tiny shake of her head. "He so didn't..."
"Oh, he did," Obi-Wan replied ruefully as he set down a new pot of tea and resumed his spot next to Taska. "Poor Ahsoka didn't know whether to be terrified, angry or vastly amused. I think she managed to settle on a nice combination of the three." He poured them both fresh cups and handed Taska hers. She took it absently, eyes still wide and fixed on Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan ignored her look and took a cookie from the plate and gave it to Taska. "Here, I baked them fresh right before you came," he said, trying to distract her.
It didn't work. She took the cookie and put it back on the table. "So...they were base jumping? Inside the abandoned jailhouse on the outskirts of the downtown core?"
"Yep," Obi-Wan said, biting into a cookie and sipping tea very nonchalantly, as if this were an every-day occurrence. The problem is, is that this is very nearly an everyday occurrence where Anakin's involved, he thought ruefully. "Apparently the jail was built on the edge of the Manarai Mountains, and went several levels down. Seismic activity caused all but the bottom floor - which was resting on a solid outcropping of rock - to collapse into a heap of rubble. Most of it was cleared before they closed the jail, lest the weight cause the shelf to collapse and send all that waste down into the depths of the planet."
Taska just stared at Obi-Wan. "...Huh," she said at length before falling silent.
"Funny," Obi-Wan noted, giving Taska a curious look. "That's what Ahsoka said, too, when we finally found him..."
Prompt: 005. Picture Prompt #2
Character: Obi-Wan Kenobi
Guest Stars: Ahsoka Tano, Taska Maris (OC)
Fandom: Star Wars
Word Count: 595
Rating: PG-13
Warnings None
Disclaimer George Lucas owns Star Wars. Lucas is King. If he doesn't like me pilfering his characters, he can have his merchandise back.
Summary: Ahsoka's lost her Master and Obi-Wan helps her find him.
Author's Notes: ...I make no apologies for the absurdness of this fic.
----------
"Why would my Master come here?" Although Ahsoka Tano's question was asked in a hushed voice, the words still reverberated down the empty hall in which she and Obi-Wan carefully traversed. The faded cream-coloured paint on the walls was peeling and flaking, the scraps forming small piles at irregular intervals along the baseboards. The lights were only half-powered and every odd one flickered disconcertingly, making the shadows that lined the space dance with shadows that alternated between dense and alive. Infiltrating the abandoned jail to continue following the trail of Anakin's Force-signature baffled the young girl and had prompted her to break the silence with her question.
"You'll find that Anakin does a great many things that defy explanation, Padawan," Obi-Wan replied. "I don't envy you."
Ahsoka smiled wryly and let him take the lead.
Obi-Wan hadn't been joking. He really didn't envy Ahsoka and, in fact, felt a bit of a responsibility to the young Tagruta girl when it came to looking after Anakin. His former Padawan was a special class of high-maintenance and tricks of keeping up with Anakin had to be handed down from one companion to the next. It was a unique learning process that would give Ahsoka a very exclusive skill-set that would set her above the rest of the Order. But that would be assuming that she and Obi-Wan would survive the War and that things would go back to a peace-time equilibrium that enabled a more focused study of the Jedi Arts.
Right now, however, Obi-Wan needed to help the young girl find her wayward Master before he did something stupid...
***
Later
***
Taska looked up at Obi-Wan from her spot on the couch, not quite believing what she was hearing. When she arrived at Obi-Wan's quarters for tea half-an-hour ago, it certainly never crossed her mind that she'd be told such a ridiculous tale. "You're joking," she said with a tiny shake of her head. "He so didn't..."
"Oh, he did," Obi-Wan replied ruefully as he set down a new pot of tea and resumed his spot next to Taska. "Poor Ahsoka didn't know whether to be terrified, angry or vastly amused. I think she managed to settle on a nice combination of the three." He poured them both fresh cups and handed Taska hers. She took it absently, eyes still wide and fixed on Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan ignored her look and took a cookie from the plate and gave it to Taska. "Here, I baked them fresh right before you came," he said, trying to distract her.
It didn't work. She took the cookie and put it back on the table. "So...they were base jumping? Inside the abandoned jailhouse on the outskirts of the downtown core?"
"Yep," Obi-Wan said, biting into a cookie and sipping tea very nonchalantly, as if this were an every-day occurrence. The problem is, is that this is very nearly an everyday occurrence where Anakin's involved, he thought ruefully. "Apparently the jail was built on the edge of the Manarai Mountains, and went several levels down. Seismic activity caused all but the bottom floor - which was resting on a solid outcropping of rock - to collapse into a heap of rubble. Most of it was cleared before they closed the jail, lest the weight cause the shelf to collapse and send all that waste down into the depths of the planet."
Taska just stared at Obi-Wan. "...Huh," she said at length before falling silent.
"Funny," Obi-Wan noted, giving Taska a curious look. "That's what Ahsoka said, too, when we finally found him..."
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Date: 2009-09-01 11:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-01 11:36 pm (UTC)I'm just surprised there's no vocal objection to being labeled as a "special class of high-maintenance" ;)
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Date: 2009-09-01 11:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-01 11:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-01 11:45 pm (UTC)When he isn't getting righteously indignant about it.
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Date: 2009-09-01 11:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-01 11:51 pm (UTC)He wants to know if any of those snoogles are coming from Obi.<---- because I couldn't resist saying it that wayno subject
Date: 2009-09-02 12:15 am (UTC)Possibly! Fondly exasperated snoogles, as they may be.<- reply demanded it be returned and replied to in kind.no subject
Date: 2009-09-02 12:18 pm (UTC)Anakin is just looking all "why exasperated? *halo!*".