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I have returned from war.
tfw when spring break ends && you’re thrown into Tech Week hell.
thank you so much!! that makes so much sense now!! 😁 do you have fancy tags like that for all characters, or just padme, anakin, qui gonn, and obi wan?
Ah! I’m sorry it took some time to get to this ask, dear! I don’t yet have fancy tags for ALL characters, but they will get them once I post things of them! So far I have not really posted anything very relevant to most other characters, so I neglected to give them tags yet.
things i love: obi-wan suffering in the zygerrian slavers arc (1/3)
hi! your characterizations are ALWAYS perfect!! I love your writing!!!!💗💗💗
I come back from semi-hiatus to this? My goodness!What did I do to deserve this sweetness? Thank youso much, my dear! This is horribly nice of you && Iappreciate your kind words. <3 You really didn’t haveto send me this, but it’s so nice to read. I hope youhave a wonderful day!
She set her jaw at his remark. Burn out before she even met a real adversary? She would not. ( Why had Master Adi made her spar with Obi-Wan? Couldn’t she have sparred with…. just about anyone else instead? )
“ I will not burn out. You’ll get tired before I do. And just because you haven’t lost yet doesn’t mean you aren’t going to. ” And with that, she lunged towards him again.
Obi-Wan smirked perhaps a bit more obviously than intended at her reaction to his taunt. If she could be so infuriated by words, why was she commenting on his shortcomings right now? No time to be cocky.
Jumping back from her incoming strike, he crossed his blade with hers to knock it away from him. “You know, we can always talk this out if you’d prefer. Save you some humility.” He dropped to his knees to the side as she came at him, attempting to dodge by allowing her to run past him in a stumble.
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Anakin wanted to be left alone. That, of course, meant that now was the time he was least likely to be alone. Obi-Wan always seemed to know when his darkest and most bitter thoughts came to him, because it was always in those times that his former master would be just behind him whether he wanted him there or not. It was comforting, in its own way, despite being equally aggravating at times.
Loss was inevitable in war. Anakin knew that first-hand, but it never got any easier for him to carry that with him no matter how broad his shoulders were. It weighed on him heavily when his own mistakes led to casualties, when his own recklessness caused others to come to harm. He tried to always do what was right, but the consequences weren’t always easy to swallow, and today it was getting to him.
His mother was gone. His men kept falling in battle as they charged in behind him. Ahsoka was gone. Today, he had had enough.
“How do you do it?” he asked, pain and weariness in equal parts when he spoke. “How do you stay so…calm all the time, master? How do you keep from getting angry and hurt. I don’t understand.”
By all means, Obi-Wan should have left Anakin alone. Was that what he was going to do, however? Not at all. He followed behind him slowly as he stormed down in rage toward the other end of the temple. His hands folded into his robe, he knew that his former padawan would not go far. He took his time, keeping a calm head and letting his thoughts settle. He had nothing to get worked up about, but the sense of the Force that linked him with Anakin gave him reason to worry if nothing else. It was a waning sensation that made him feel concern. Entering the other’s quarters, he stood as he was immediately addressed without a moment’s hesitation. He knew he was expected.
His hands were still folded close, fingers brushing past one another carefully as he watched the boy carefully. “Patience.” His words came softly, but not with immediate sympathy. “I was not always like this.” He took a few more steps into the room, sitting himself on the edge of his sleep couch. “You must let your emotions guide you, Anakin, not control.” He repeated that same lesson for what must have been the hundredth time since he’d become Anakin’s master.
Hello lovelies! Guess who’s officially on Spring Break starting tomorrow? This guy!
Look forward to a bunch of replies and such! I’m actually really excited to be home with some free time finally.
daaaaaamn obi! (insp.)
It was an irony. Peacekeepers made into generals. This was not the way Ma’Havyr had been taught. This was not what he had envisioned when he had agreed to train to be a Jedi. This was not the way he had hoped to be. He allowed his eyes to become downcast, taking in the patterns upon the floor.
“Your offer is appreciated, Obi-Wan,” he said after a moment. “And I may be taking it up with you. As you may with me, as well.” He would not not support the other. That was what they were meant to do as Jedi, after all.
Even if was regarded highly as a successful general thus far in the war, he much preferred the name of Negotiator when it came to settling affairs. Fighting, while necessary, left a somewhat bitter taste in his mouth. Some nights he would stay away thinking of how things might have been different --- but he did not wish to linger on the past. He sought out the companionship of others who were by his side.
He found a smile on his f ace as Ma’Havyr took his offer into consideration and offered his own piece of aid in return. It was a gift he would not soon give up. He nodded his head with respect for the man, folding his hands into his robe as he looked to the ceiling with a light sigh. “I appreciate that, my friend, but remember --- one day we will not need to have these conversations. Those are the days we look forward to.” His smile grew a tad wider as he glanced around. “As I imagine you do as well.”
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“ And sparring is supposed to be practice for real adversaries, ” she argued logically, giving her lightsaber a twirl in her hand.
“ I take everything seriously, Obi-Wan. You should take it more seriously. Or you’re going to continue to lose. ”
Obi-Wan fumbled around with his lightsaber for a moment, playing with it in his hand to mirror her offhanded twirl before posing with it in front of him.
“I’m not losing though. You need to learn when to NOT take things so seriously. You’re going to burn out before you even have a chance to face a real adversary.”
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“Please forgive us.”
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He deserved better. *gross sobbing*
“Ah, my apologies. My manners seem to have run off on me. I can just hear my mother’s disapproval already,” she joked with a soft laugh. Laerke offered her hand to the man.
“I am Laerke Ravnhall. And you are…?”
“Oh, do not worry about that in the least. It seems our FRIENDS have long lost their manners, so this does not seem quite the place for such niceties to be commonplace. We seem to be the most civil creatures this far out in the galaxy.”
At the sight of her hand being offered, he smiled and bowed his head forward as he gently took it in his own with a brush of his lips against her knuckles in a light kiss. “A pleasure.” He glanced up at her respectfully, “I am Obi-Wan Kenobi.”