Master Apprentice
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Real Life: Letters from Bandomeer
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Archive: MA . . . Any one else just let me know.
Rating: R
Pairing: Q/O
Category: Angst, A/U
Warnings: Canon -- Where?
Spoilers: None
Feedback: Welcomed. Encouraged. Craved.
Summary: Obi-Wan answers letters, tries to meditate and gets a visitor.
Disclaimers: Lucas owns Star Wars. I own my laptop.
Notes: Things heat-up and decisions will be made, after this part. Thanks, once again to Master Rose! Cind--you are the best!
Series so far:
Real Life
Real Life: Take Two
Real Life: Take Three
Real Life: Take Four
Real Life: Obi's Second Take
Real Life: Letters From Home
Real Life: Letters from Bandomeer
/thoughts/
OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE:
TO: Jedi Council
Jedi Temple-Coruscant
FROM: Knight Kenobi
Jedi Diplomatic Corps
Masters,
I must apologise for not being available when your message was sent.
I thank you for the extended time. It will be needed. I must also thank you for your confidence in my abilities. I will do my best to insure it is not misplaced.
I am in complete agreement that Master Jinn would be totally inappropriate for anything having to do with this mission.
You may be certain of my continued discretion, and secrecy.
May the Force be with you.
END COMMUNIQUE
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PRIVATE COMMUNIQUE:
CODED--RESTRICTED VIEWING
PASSWORD PROTECTED
TO: Jinn, Master
Jedi Temple-Coruscant
FROM: Kenobi, Knight
Jedi Diplomatic Corps
Qui-Gon,
I'm sure you're wondering why I sent this in such a restricted way. I have many things to say that I am quite positive you don't want anyone to see.
Your last communique was very enlightning. It made things clear - crystal clear. You see me as a possession-one you crafted. You see me as your submissive. You say my ability to get things done chills you.
Let me just clear a few things up for you, Master Jinn. You trained me, I made the choice to devote myself to that training. I do not answer to you. My actions as a Knight are the business of the Council. You do not own me. You were my Master ten years ago, then I was Knighted. I am MY OWN MAN. You don't allow anything, you've not the right. I am no-one's submissive. If you have a problem because I don't allow things to get in my, way - three words: GET OVER IT. I don't think you really understand what the main problem is- I think that our whole relationship is still based on the Master/Padawan one we had. You say we have a life together. We don't. I am gone on my missions, while you and your current Padawan go on yours. You seem to think my discontent is new. I have tried to talk to you before. It got me nowhere.
On to the next thing: You spoke of when we fell in love. How dare you assume I fell the same time you did? I fell in love with you when I was sixteen, not twenty. I never told you that, did I? I spent a lot of time meditating and taking cold showers.
You spoke of the first time we made love. Did I tell you that you were the first male I have ever allowed inside me? You must have known. Force, it was incredible. Your hands, so rough in texture, yet gentle on my body. Your eyes were like a sapphire flame. It was an experience I will never forget.
I am going to be on this mission for a substantial amount of time. I cannot and will not give you the details - except to say it has to be a solo mission.
I think we should take this time to get some perspective on our relationship.
You need to spend some time with Anakin. He should be ready for the Trials, soon.
I don't know if things will ever be the same. I hope not.
I have a question: I know you love me, are you in love with me? I am asking myself the same question.
I was going to end this transmission here, but I was wondering- Do you remember how much laughter and joy we used to share? Where did that go?
Now, I really have to go.
Obi
END TRANSMISSION
ADDITIONAL PRIVATE COMMUNIQUE:
RE-DIRECT TO PRIVATE ACCOUNT
TO: Skywalker, Anakin
JEDTEM.OWK.8675309
FROM: KENOBI, Ben
BUSTED...YOU ARE SOOO BUSTED!
I knew you were using my hidden account. No, I won't tell Master that you've taken up hacking as a hobby. Then, he would want to know who taught you. We don't need to go there.
Now, as to your proposal. I am flattered. I am way funnier then you could even hope to be. You know that I love you. You also know that I am trying to work things out with Qui-Gon. I am not dismissing your feelings, at all. I never said you weren't a shaggable bastard, but you are my best friend. That's way more important to me. Right about now Ani, my friendships with you and Mace are the only stability in my life.
Besides how could you NOT want me? I am Obi-Wan Kenobi, voted "Hottest Knight", "Sexiest Walk" and "Hottest Eyes" for how long now? What? Didn't you or the other Padawans think I wouldn't find out? Please, you guys are amatures. Who do you think smuggled the Twi'lek stripper into the meal hall and had her strip for Master Yoda?--without getting caught. I believe that was only a few tens before I left for this mission.
Did you know that you, Bant, Garen, Reeft, and one other friend are the only ones that really know about my sense of humor? Qui-Gon thinks it's limited to smart-ass quips and a few mild practical jokes.
Force, I am fucking tired of being miserable!
Anyway . . . gotta go. I'll just leave you to dream of my gorgeous self. HAHHAHAHAHA
Love,
Ben
PS. I don't care if you are taller, I still have better 'saber control.
END TRANSMISSION
Sighing loudly and punching the transmission codes, Obi-Wan then stepped away from the console. He walked over to the window in his suite and stared out blindly into the night. As his thoughts started roaming, he began an internal argument. /Way to go Kenobi! Why did you tell Xan you wanted to kiss him?. What in Sith hell were you thinking? Oh, correct that what were you thinking with? Yes, Xan is beyond good looking. Yes, he has a wicked sense of humor. BUT, aren't you supposed to be thinking about Qui-Gon? Force, everything is getting fucked-up in a huge way! Ok, so what if I meditate? Couldn't hurt./
Growling loudly, he settled himself on a meditation rug he had set out earlier. Trying to find his center, Obi- Wan took a deep breath and released it. /Closed eyes, measured breaths--finding center. Still not finding center. Ok, I'll meditate on Qui-Gon-- nope no guilt, releasing anger to Force, still pissed./ With a disgusted sigh, he gave up. Unfolding himself, Obi-Wan walked back over to the window.
Obi-Wan felt a famliar force-signature in the hallway outside his door. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly, he walked over to the door and opened it.