#anotherhappylanding

[emilianolamattina]

#AnotherHappyLanding 🙄

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WARNING: Will bite if provoked........ (then again....) WARNING: Will bite even if not provoked! {another-happy-landing}

@another-happy-landing | send me ☣ and a warning label for my muse ( accepting )

“ Excuse you, Obi-Wan. I don’t bite. 

   I’m not Darra Thel-Tanis.

                           ....I’ll hit you, though. ”

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"I don't suppose," Thera eased the speeder in alongside the kerb, "you could start using the Force to find us better parking?" She cut the engine, taking a look around via the mirrors and through the windows before popping the locks. They were in the mid-levels of Coruscant, and while it wasn't the seething hive that festered lower down, it was still a place to be cautious.

She eased out of the driver's seat and onto the platform, hand casually by her blaster as she made another survey. The cruising nightclubbish crowd, bouncers looming by doors, prostitutes of varying species trolling for customers. The usual scene.

Locking up the speeder she started toward a particular club, making sure that her expression once more fell into resigned and borderline irritated. It was pointless, as she'd discovered on their last few stops, trying to pretend that Obi-Wan wasn't a Jedi. No matter how hard he tried, or how easily he settled in with a drink in his hand, he still just had that vibe, and Thera thought it better to look like she was working with him grudgingly than attempting a cover story.

The Amani they were searching for, so they'd been told, was a guest of this establishment and had apparently been seen hobnobbing with a few rather unsavory names. On the other hand, they'd been given that story about the last two stops and both had been a wild bantha chase. This time ... they'd just have to see.

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@another-happy-landing | continued

“Siri, take me seriously. Just this time.” His ‘Negotiator’ was showing. “You have the endurance of an ox. We all know it, you don’t have to prove it. Especially to me. Relax, please. Be honest with yourself. You need help. Let me help.”

Siri gave him a look of annoyance, looking for a long moment like she was debating with herself whether or not to say something else. ( But Adi would notice when they met back up with Qui-Gon and Adi...and Obi-Wan would probably tell Adi that she hadn’t let him look at it, and then Adi would lecture her on the importance of teamwork -- a lesson she already knew, she just didn’t want to be bothered with at the moment. ) Then she let out a long-suffering sigh, holding her arm out towards him. “ Fine. You can look at it. But hurry up, we have to go. ”

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@another-happy-landing | continued

“Doubtful.” Obi-Wan glared his accusation at her. “You’d be proud to tell me the story if you’d won it in a fight….” eyes narrowing he studied her, now certain she was lying. “What are you ashamed of?”

“ Well I never said I won the fight, ” she shot back snappishly. ( There were times when Siri wanted to curse Obi-Wan for knowing her so well. Now was one such time. ) “ Maybe I’m just ashamed of having lost a sparring match. You know I hate losing. ”

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@another-happy-landing

Padmè had to go into hiding after the rise of the Empire. If Anakin had ever found out that she was still alive, he would surely be after her. After all, why he became Vader was because of her. Because of her he killed countless numbers of innocent people, including younglings. She couldn’t even begin to think that the Anakin she fell in love with was still there she was losing hope, but she still had to be with someone. She wasn’t the same on her own. She was afraid of what she might do. She had lost everyone and everything she had, not to mention she had to hide her children, and Obi-Wan, poor Obi-Wan. She needed him, and she didn’t know how he was handling things but she was pretty sure he needed her too.

Maybe she’d be able to visit Owen, but he might not be too happy because of everything she had put his step brother through, at that technicality, he might stay mad at Obi-Wan for forever. She had looked out at the sun setting over the hills of Naboo; she hadn’t left yet, but she was planning on leaving that night. Of course, she would have to make sure that she wasn’t spotted by the Empire, or her husband, or what was left if there was any at least. She stayed strong, because maybe if he found out—no he couldn’t find out. If he found out, he would destroy anything and everything until he got to her.  She would have to go by some other name, but something Obi-Wan would recognize. She had all night on the transport to think about it all. She just couldn’t believe someone so sweet, kind, and caring would become something so, destructive, so evil.

She couldn’t believe that something so perfect was ever true.   But it was her fault. She didn’t notice the signs; her husband coming home later from work, he would seem off. He wasn’t himself. And there she was thinking that everything would be okay, was okay.  

She wasn’t okay and that was a fact. She had fallen into depression and she wasn’t safe by herself. She had to find Obi-Wan, wonder if he was feeling the same way as well, so that she wasn’t alone. Oh how she wished she could be in Anakin’s arms, but her Ani’s gone, he’s never coming back.

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{Another-happy-landing} "That looks infected."

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Following Obi-Wan’s glance down to where the still-open wound on her arm had bled through the sleeve of her robes, Siri grabbed at her arm with her other hand, gritting her teeth to keep from wincing at the pain of pressing against the wound. 

“ It’s fine, Obi-Wan. ” 

She doubted that it was, though. He was probably right. It hurt a great deal, and the mission dragging them through mud and ponds probably hadn’t done much to keep the wound clean. 

“ You just worry too much. ”