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Post the fic summary for a fic you haven’t written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing…
(Potential prequel to the lean and hungry type.)
Obi-Wan is tired. Now that he sits in the Chancellor's office, up to his elbows in documents, he wonders--not if he's the right man for the job, but if he's ever going to feel like himself again. Obi-Wan the man, not Ben Kenobi, the politician. He rubs his face. When his hands drop, he catches sight of the flimsiplast nearly buried under the proposal for restructuring the Coruscant Security Forces. Against his better judgment, Obi-Wan picks it up. The Court. He's heard of it, of course, but he's always had enough lovers that it registered only as a mild curiosity. Now he's too ambitious, too important, to have the kind of lovers he used to keep. But this, perhaps...
