For @swpromptsandasks because I loved your Story so much where Obi-Wan fixes his hair with whatever string or wire he finds until his troopers offer to braid his hair – the image got stuck in my head. Hope your day is as lovely as your writing!
+ Bonus poor Cody
*happy little wheeze* I looooove it. Oh my lord you.. you are a utter gem!
For @swpromptsandasks because I loved your Story so much where Obi-Wan fixes his hair with whatever string or wire he finds until his troopers offer to braid his hair – the image got stuck in my head. Hope your day is as lovely as your writing!
+ Bonus poor Cody
*happy little wheeze* I looooove it. Oh my lord you.. you are a utter gem!
Pinching the bridge of his nose,
Obi-Wan gave a low sigh of frustration before he seemed to throw his
hands up in surrender and reaching into his belt and pulling out a
pair of spectacles to everyone’s surprise.
They were golden thin wired,
rectangular with thicker arms that seemed padded along with the
padding over the bridge that went over the nose.
“Obi-Wa-” Anakin started before
watching his master casually put a finger in his left eye and
seemingly flickering something away before he put on the glasses.
“…Obi-Wan, what the kriff?”
Anakin gaped.
“That was me getting rid of the only
contact lenses I have and putting on my glasses Anakin.” Obi-Wan
offered calmly as he started rereading the report, feeling the
headache easing a bit as he processed the information without
straining his eyes.
“Aren’t you suppose to wash your
hands before putting your fingers in your eyes for that kind of
thing?” Ashoka blinked, staring at him. “And you got glasses?”
“I agree with her, you got glasses?”
Anakin repeated.
Obi-Wan hummed, giving an absent shrug
as he continued reading. “Yes. I can’t use the eye correction
medication nor the surgery. So my best options were contact lenses
since its so easy to lose your glasses in a lightsaber battle. I
still have a pair for emergency though.”
“They suit you master Obi-Wan.”
Ahsoka swung her legs back and forth while sitting on a table, elbows
resting on her thighs with a small grin. “You look even more
distinguished if that was possible.”
Obi-Wan made a low chuckling noise. “I
hated them as a child. In the creche…well they were a target for my
childhood bully.” He offered in amusement. “Four eyed Oafy-Wan.”
His chuckle trailed off.
“Oafy-Wan? Bullies? Doesn’t Bant
call you you Oafy-Wan?” Anakin found his voice again, taking a few
steps over to the other mans side.
“Occasionally, yes. Its a nickname
that no longer hurts because its no longer used by a bully but a dear
friend. And I’ve let go of whatever Bruck used to call me…”
Obi-Wan looked up then smiled at him. “It doesn’t matter anymore
Anakin.”
The blond would have responded if Cody
hadn’t just walked into the tent. “General Kenobi I ju-oh!” The
commander stared at his General in surprise before smiling. “Did
you lose your contact lenses sir?”
“Yes Cody, I’ll have new ones in a
weeks time but until then I will have to wear my glasses.” He
sighed before chuckling. “And of course you knew I wore glasses.”
“Yes sir, I did study your profile.
There’s a reason there’s never hoi-broth on the menu.” The
clone shrugged before launching into the report for them.
Anakin blinked.
He was starting to wonder if he should
take a look into Obi-Wan’s profile and history. He never desired to
study it before but now he was starting to wonder if he should.
The copper haired Jedi nodded
occasionally to what the commander was saying, humming in
understanding and giving the appropriate response as light glittered
of the golden rim of his glasses and the glass.
“What? Is that really important right
now Ahsoka?” Obi-Wan raised his brows.
“No but I’m curious. You just put
them on without any concern and you looked like the headache you had
disappeared less then five minutes later.” She shrugged, sitting up
and waving her hands. “I mean, doesn’t it usually take time to
adapt between contact lenses and glasses?”
Obi-Wan sighed then shook his head.
“Usually yes, but like you suspected, these updates themselves
automatically.” He took his glasses of carefully, showing them the
inner side of the left golden bar where Anakin could spot faint
lights. “See these? These adjusts the glasses to the strength I
need as long as the changes in my eye strengths aren’t to big of a
leap. Sometimes I need to have them manually adjusted by an optician
but as long as the leap is within a seven change up or down, I can
just put my glasses on anytime I don’t have contact lenses.”
He put his glasses back on and peered
at them over the rim. “Now, let Cody finish his report.” He
turned back to the commander.
‘And I need to look up these optic
glasses, they sound fascinating.’
Pinching the bridge of his nose,
Obi-Wan gave a low sigh of frustration before he seemed to throw his
hands up in surrender and reaching into his belt and pulling out a
pair of spectacles to everyone’s surprise.
They were golden thin wired,
rectangular with thicker arms that seemed padded along with the
padding over the bridge that went over the nose.
“Obi-Wa-” Anakin started before
watching his master casually put a finger in his left eye and
seemingly flickering something away before he put on the glasses.
“…Obi-Wan, what the kriff?”
Anakin gaped.
“That was me getting rid of the only
contact lenses I have and putting on my glasses Anakin.” Obi-Wan
offered calmly as he started rereading the report, feeling the
headache easing a bit as he processed the information without
straining his eyes.
“Aren’t you suppose to wash your
hands before putting your fingers in your eyes for that kind of
thing?” Ashoka blinked, staring at him. “And you got glasses?”
“I agree with her, you got glasses?”
Anakin repeated.
Obi-Wan hummed, giving an absent shrug
as he continued reading. “Yes. I can’t use the eye correction
medication nor the surgery. So my best options were contact lenses
since its so easy to lose your glasses in a lightsaber battle. I
still have a pair for emergency though.”
“They suit you master Obi-Wan.”
Ahsoka swung her legs back and forth while sitting on a table, elbows
resting on her thighs with a small grin. “You look even more
distinguished if that was possible.”
Obi-Wan made a low chuckling noise. “I
hated them as a child. In the creche…well they were a target for my
childhood bully.” He offered in amusement. “Four eyed Oafy-Wan.”
His chuckle trailed off.
“Oafy-Wan? Bullies? Doesn’t Bant
call you you Oafy-Wan?” Anakin found his voice again, taking a few
steps over to the other mans side.
“Occasionally, yes. Its a nickname
that no longer hurts because its no longer used by a bully but a dear
friend. And I’ve let go of whatever Bruck used to call me…”
Obi-Wan looked up then smiled at him. “It doesn’t matter anymore
Anakin.”
The blond would have responded if Cody
hadn’t just walked into the tent. “General Kenobi I ju-oh!” The
commander stared at his General in surprise before smiling. “Did
you lose your contact lenses sir?”
“Yes Cody, I’ll have new ones in a
weeks time but until then I will have to wear my glasses.” He
sighed before chuckling. “And of course you knew I wore glasses.”
“Yes sir, I did study your profile.
There’s a reason there’s never hoi-broth on the menu.” The
clone shrugged before launching into the report for them.
Anakin blinked.
He was starting to wonder if he should
take a look into Obi-Wan’s profile and history. He never desired to
study it before but now he was starting to wonder if he should.
The copper haired Jedi nodded
occasionally to what the commander was saying, humming in
understanding and giving the appropriate response as light glittered
of the golden rim of his glasses and the glass.
“What? Is that really important right
now Ahsoka?” Obi-Wan raised his brows.
“No but I’m curious. You just put
them on without any concern and you looked like the headache you had
disappeared less then five minutes later.” She shrugged, sitting up
and waving her hands. “I mean, doesn’t it usually take time to
adapt between contact lenses and glasses?”
Obi-Wan sighed then shook his head.
“Usually yes, but like you suspected, these updates themselves
automatically.” He took his glasses of carefully, showing them the
inner side of the left golden bar where Anakin could spot faint
lights. “See these? These adjusts the glasses to the strength I
need as long as the changes in my eye strengths aren’t to big of a
leap. Sometimes I need to have them manually adjusted by an optician
but as long as the leap is within a seven change up or down, I can
just put my glasses on anytime I don’t have contact lenses.”
He put his glasses back on and peered
at them over the rim. “Now, let Cody finish his report.” He
turned back to the commander.
‘And I need to look up these optic
glasses, they sound fascinating.’
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