Report to the senate- Anakin insists that Palpatine would never harm the Jedi and that Obi wouldn’t be afraid if there wasn’t something wrong with the order.
Staring at the other with his
jaw dropped, Obi-Wan quickly stood on bare feet and backed away from
him even as Anakin blinked at him in return. “What?” Anakin said
defensively.
“…I
just showed you my scars and you… that…” Obi-Wan face was
troubled and he jerked back when Anakin stood, ensuring the distance
was kept. “You
think we want separation because we’re hiding?!”
He snapped out incredulously.
“Oh
come on Obi-Wan, Palpatine isn’t that way.” Anakin frowned deeply
at the other man, discomforted by the others worried face and clear
distance as he kept out of reach for his former padawan.
“And
the rest of the Senate?” Obi-Wan rasped before raising his hands.
“Actually you know what, clearly I’ve misjudged your
understanding of these situations if you think the entire Senate
agrees with each other. Not to mention that Chancellor Palpatine has
already reinforced
restrictions for Force sensitive on
Coruscant that has
harmed us.” He bit out, backing away when Anakin moved towards him.
“Don’t get close to me Anakin, I showed you my scars and you
throw my pleadings back in my face.” He growled out before marching
away.
Leaving
his boots behind and a desolate Anakin who sat heavily down on his
fighter wing once more as he dropped his face into his hands with a
tired little groan.
He
hadn’t meant to upset Obi-Wan, he had just…
Force
what had he meant?
Obi-Wan’s
legs were a clear indication of what people were capable when it came
to Force sensitive and Anakin
knew
that not everyone agreed. Force there were those who sold padawans to highest bidders, tried to pretend to be Jed it to abduct Force sensitive as Ahsoka was living proof of.
‘Why
did I try to defend the Senat-wait, did Obi-Wan say the Chancellor
already put in stricter laws on Coruscant? For Jedi?’
He jerked his head up, eyes wide before getting to his feet and
marching off to his tent, desperately pulling out his terminal to
access the holonet.
()()()
Sliding
slowly and carefully into the hot spring, Obi-Wan hissed at the heat
as he nervously tried not to slip on any of the smooth stones that
littered the natural stone ledges of the spring.
Finally
however he sunk down to his shoulders in the water and groaned deeply
at how the heat worked away at his sore muscles, the scent of the
water almost spicy that had Obi-Wan suspecting the hot spring was
created from underground lava most likely, passing through ice at
some point to leave the hot spring hot but not boiling hot to the
point of injury or potential death.
The
cloudy blue water felt marvelous though and finally he could let go
of his tenseness from earlier, Anakin’s words haunting him like a
persistent sickness.
Anakin
had never been outright stupid.
A
bit silly at times yes, sometimes deliberately obtuse in certain
situations but never outright moronic and yet in this situation
Obi-Wan couldn’t help but feel that this was just what his former
padawan was being.
This
was a new level of stupidity that Obi-Wan honestly did not think
Anakin capable of and…
And
was it Obi-Wan’s fault?
‘Did…
did I not teach him well enough? Should I have shared my scars
earlier?’ Obi-Wan stared into the cloudy water before jerking a bit
when there was a splash, chuckling faintly as a spluttering Gus came
up from the clouded water not far from him with Waxer and Boil
cackling together.
Clearly
they had been the culprit that shoved Gus into the water for a laugh
and Cody was just rolling his eyes at them as he continued undressing
to get into the water.
Deciding
to just let it go, Obi-Wan settled on the ledge with his arms moving
back onto the ledge behind him to rest his elbows, letting his head
fall back to close
his eyes and listen to the troopers delight in the hot spring with
him, smiling contently when Cody settled down next to him on the
ledge.
Maybe
he could deal with Anakin another day.
His
legs throbbed in phantom pain for a moment.