Obi-Wan Kenobi (
beardstrokes) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-31 10:01 am
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Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi
Broadcast: Text
Action: Iskaulit
When: Jan 30th
A: TEXT
I think it's time I retire from teaching for a while.
I don't suppose anyone knows a decent way to pass the time?
B: ACTION
[ When Stefan announced the prayer room, a quiet place for meditation, Obi-Wan had been thrilled. While he enjoyed and cared for the Huntress, quiet is not something they are known for. After talking to Anakin, he knew he was in dire need of quiet and inner peace
He does not regret ( he can not regret )
And yet.
In a way he had envisioned as a child, it had always been Master and Padawan, together. Even when separate, they fought together, learned together, believed in each other. But Qui-Gon died all too soon, and for so long, Obi-Wan threw his hands up against tradition. When Yoda told him to be Anakin's master, he chose to be Anakin's friend. He did not caution against attachment, only warned where it might lead.
He breathes heavily, his legs folded on the mat. It's not working. The Force is still too quiet, too alien at this moment. It doesn't understand his sorrow.
Obi-Wan chuckles, opening his eyes and pushing his hair back. It should be used to that by now.
Looking down at his hands, he's quiet when he speaks. ]
Please help me.
Broadcast: Text
Action: Iskaulit
When: Jan 30th
A: TEXT
I think it's time I retire from teaching for a while.
I don't suppose anyone knows a decent way to pass the time?
B: ACTION
[ When Stefan announced the prayer room, a quiet place for meditation, Obi-Wan had been thrilled. While he enjoyed and cared for the Huntress, quiet is not something they are known for. After talking to Anakin, he knew he was in dire need of quiet and inner peace
He does not regret ( he can not regret )
And yet.
In a way he had envisioned as a child, it had always been Master and Padawan, together. Even when separate, they fought together, learned together, believed in each other. But Qui-Gon died all too soon, and for so long, Obi-Wan threw his hands up against tradition. When Yoda told him to be Anakin's master, he chose to be Anakin's friend. He did not caution against attachment, only warned where it might lead.
He breathes heavily, his legs folded on the mat. It's not working. The Force is still too quiet, too alien at this moment. It doesn't understand his sorrow.
Obi-Wan chuckles, opening his eyes and pushing his hair back. It should be used to that by now.
Looking down at his hands, he's quiet when he speaks. ]
Please help me.

[text]
I just still don't know if it's the right one. In time, I'll learn.
Re: [text]
I am a Jedi. More than my identity, it is who I am. That centers me.
I imagine such a title wouldn't hold much meaning now. You're out to find yourself, away from titles and double meanings.
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Very well. I shall take responsibility for this.
Be selfish when it comes to your identity. And I'm sure it'll reveal itself to you.
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That's already been decided.
If I have to be selfish about that, you also have to be selfish about learning to play an instrument. They aren't as dissimilar as they seem.
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It's a skill.
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If you did, you'd need a reason. Your own, your best. And you're still searching for those.
I'm sure once you find a good reason for it, I wouldn't stand in your way.
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No, I don't allow anything to remain in my way when I've made a decision.
I won't remove your arm in any kind of revenge, but I will find other ways of making you suffer for an indeterminate length of time.
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Good luck with your attempts.
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Oh wait. ]
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