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Oh man!!! Inplain sight we are so close to the end! I just love them!! Can we have a hectic morning in the office? Or maybe Anakin and Obi-Wan training in dark side stuffs? Love love love!

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Closing his eyes and flopping back in
his seat, Obi-Wan groaned quietly as a clever hand continued slowly
rubbing his scalp. “Oh thank the Force that feels lovely my sweet
one.” He sighed in pleasure.

Padme laughed softly at that. “You
looked like you had a headache.” She hummed softly as she continued
working his scalp with her fingers. “Which doesn’t surprise me,
there is a lot of work my dear Emperor.” She eyed it all.

“Mmmn, Tarkin and another petition.”
Obi-Wan grumbled. “I’m considering making an example of him with
what happens to former Palpatine supporters who push me.” He
sneered.

Humming at that, Padme turned the chair
a bit and sat down on Obi-Wan’s lap, petting the silver and white
robe the other was wearing as the Emperor. “Or you could tell
Anakin and he would deal with it all.” She smiled. “It would be a
good test in your training of him.”

She leaned in and nuzzled into the
crook of his neck as Obi-Wan mused over the idea. “Maybe, he is in
time for a challenge…” He hummed before shifting when both heard
a little whine.

Padme slipped of his lap quickly and
moved to the travel cot, cooing as she picked up Luke and cuddled the
four month old. “Oh baby, did you have enough of a nap?”

Settling his elbow on the desk and his
head on his hand, Obi-Wan watched her and Luke with a soft smile on
his face as Padme just suffused the Force with her love for her
babies, both of them.

Standing slowly, Obi-Wan flickered his
fingers so a whining Leia floated up from the crib too, chuckling
softly when she instantly started giggling at being floated around as
he reached out and wrapped her in his arms.

“What have I told you and Ani
about floating them around?” Padme huffed even as Obi-Wan gave her
a wicked grin over Leia’s head.

“That
we shouldn’t but they love it, don’t you little star light?”
Obi-Wan crooned at Leia, snuggling her gently and nosing at her soft
cheeks. “My little princess~” He nosed at the soft hairs of her
head too.

Rolling
her eyes, Padme snuggled Luke some more and then took him to change
his diaper, content to leave Leia with her second dad.

Stroking
the soft chestnut hair slowly, Obi-Wan moved to the window to peer
out at the Jedi temple in the distance before looking down at her.
“One day, you’ll have everything here. I’ve already seen the
great Sith and leader you’ll become.” He whispered to Leia as she
grasped at his robe and held onto the silver fastenings of it. “No
one will stop you when I’m done and this empire will be left in
your capable hands but you’ll need to look after your brother.”
He stroked her chubby cheek gently with a finger, smiling at her
delighted little giggle. “But that is many years into the future.”
He murmured. “Many many years.” He returned to staring at the
temple.

For
now Obi-Wan was the Emperor with Padme at his side as his political
advisor and beloved wife and Anakin as his bodyguard and darling
husband.

And he
would be fighting tooth and nail to make an
Empire worthy of Leia and Luke when they grew up.

Yellow
eyes reflected back in the window as Obi-Wan nuzzled Leia gently
under his chin.

Oh man!!! Inplain sight we are so close to the end! I just love them!! Can we have a hectic morning in the office? Or maybe Anakin and Obi-Wan training in dark side stuffs? Love love love!

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Closing his eyes and flopping back in
his seat, Obi-Wan groaned quietly as a clever hand continued slowly
rubbing his scalp. “Oh thank the Force that feels lovely my sweet
one.” He sighed in pleasure.

Padme laughed softly at that. “You
looked like you had a headache.” She hummed softly as she continued
working his scalp with her fingers. “Which doesn’t surprise me,
there is a lot of work my dear Emperor.” She eyed it all.

“Mmmn, Tarkin and another petition.”
Obi-Wan grumbled. “I’m considering making an example of him with
what happens to former Palpatine supporters who push me.” He
sneered.

Humming at that, Padme turned the chair
a bit and sat down on Obi-Wan’s lap, petting the silver and white
robe the other was wearing as the Emperor. “Or you could tell
Anakin and he would deal with it all.” She smiled. “It would be a
good test in your training of him.”

She leaned in and nuzzled into the
crook of his neck as Obi-Wan mused over the idea. “Maybe, he is in
time for a challenge…” He hummed before shifting when both heard
a little whine.

Padme slipped of his lap quickly and
moved to the travel cot, cooing as she picked up Luke and cuddled the
four month old. “Oh baby, did you have enough of a nap?”

Settling his elbow on the desk and his
head on his hand, Obi-Wan watched her and Luke with a soft smile on
his face as Padme just suffused the Force with her love for her
babies, both of them.

Standing slowly, Obi-Wan flickered his
fingers so a whining Leia floated up from the crib too, chuckling
softly when she instantly started giggling at being floated around as
he reached out and wrapped her in his arms.

“What have I told you and Ani
about floating them around?” Padme huffed even as Obi-Wan gave her
a wicked grin over Leia’s head.

“That
we shouldn’t but they love it, don’t you little star light?”
Obi-Wan crooned at Leia, snuggling her gently and nosing at her soft
cheeks. “My little princess~” He nosed at the soft hairs of her
head too.

Rolling
her eyes, Padme snuggled Luke some more and then took him to change
his diaper, content to leave Leia with her second dad.

Stroking
the soft chestnut hair slowly, Obi-Wan moved to the window to peer
out at the Jedi temple in the distance before looking down at her.
“One day, you’ll have everything here. I’ve already seen the
great Sith and leader you’ll become.” He whispered to Leia as she
grasped at his robe and held onto the silver fastenings of it. “No
one will stop you when I’m done and this empire will be left in
your capable hands but you’ll need to look after your brother.”
He stroked her chubby cheek gently with a finger, smiling at her
delighted little giggle. “But that is many years into the future.”
He murmured. “Many many years.” He returned to staring at the
temple.

For
now Obi-Wan was the Emperor with Padme at his side as his political
advisor and beloved wife and Anakin as his bodyguard and darling
husband.

And he
would be fighting tooth and nail to make an
Empire worthy of Leia and Luke when they grew up.

Yellow
eyes reflected back in the window as Obi-Wan nuzzled Leia gently
under his chin.

In plain sight, did Anakin turn? Do they form an empire? Does Padme rule or Obi-Wan? Is there a rebellion led against them? Do they take the younglings from the Jedi? Or just establish sith temples based on the original sith principles?

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Watching them quietly, Obi-Wan slowly
brushed imaginary dust off his blue sleeve. “So, what do I owe the
pleasure of being summoned in front of a full council? I must admit
after this entire affair with Sheev Palpatine that the Senate is in a
buzz and I am very busy though I managed to spare some time for my
former colleges.” The newly elected Emperor drawled.

“You know exactly why you’re here
Obi-Wan.” Mace growled out.

Blue eyes flickered yellow at that,
causing everyone to flinch in their seat and hands to reach for
sabers.

“I may have a suspicion.” Obi-Wan
chuckled before settling his hands on his hip, watching them. “But
you have nothing to fear from me regardless of my alliance. I don’t
care what the Order does now.” He sneered slightly.

Then he rolled his eyes when he saw
Yoda’s fallen ears.

“Oh don’t give me that look old
man.” He snarled out. “You brought this on yourselves. Qui-Gon
told you, he warned you about the Sith but what did you do? You
claimed that you would have felt it, that the council would have
known and sent him and me alone and I lost my master on Naboo,
shattering a soul bond in the making.” He sneered. “I spent years
after that with the dark side of the force screaming in my ears.”

Anakin stood from his seat and moved to
Obi-Wan, pressing his hand to the others shoulder gently as he
watched his lover with worry.

It made Obi-Wan take a sharp breath to
calm himself under those deep blue eyes. “…Qui-Gon was everything
I had. And Sidious took him from me but you sent us alone and left me
alone with a child who shone like a new born star to train. I wasn’t
ready.” Obi-Wan kept calm as Anakin remained at his side.

Kit, Shaak and Mace traded glances,
hands on their sabers.

“Pull your hands off your weapons.
You can’t touch me.” Obi-Wan growled quietly. “If you touch me
the Jedi will be chased off Courscant and through the galaxy by the
public. I can see the headlines already, Emperor Kenobi, former Jedi,
subdued and murdered by Jedi conspirators.” He mocked them.

Hands reluctantly left their sabers.

“…What are you going to do now?”
Depa questioned quietly.

“I’ll build an empire. I’ll train
my own apprentice.” Here Obi-Wan glanced at Anakin. “I’ll let
the Jedi order remain because of all Qui-Gon was, he was a Jedi even
if you have all forgotten your path in the face of war, politic and
manipulation.” Obi-Wan rolled his shoulders. “And you will be
content with that because if I had been angry enough, I would have
done away with the council like I did with Palpatine.” Obi-Wan
growled.

“Shh… Obi-Wan.” Anakin murmured,
squeezing his shoulder.

Obi-Wan grunted before nodding again,
smiling at the blond before he looked at Yoda. “Don’t mistake my
benevolence for mercy. Only Qui-Gon’s memory is allowing this all
to stand. Push me too far and you will see what I learned from a Sith
holocron, hidden beneath all of yours noses as I was for years.”
His eyes flickered between yellow and blue. “And perhaps we can
restore a semblance of balance in this galaxy.” He sneered.

“Seek to destroy us you will not?”
Yoda finally asked, staring at a boy he had once helped train,
wondering where it had all fallen apart.

“As long as you don’t try to
destroy me. As long as the Jedi know their place.” Obi-Wan
countered as Anakin slowly took his hand and laced their fingers
together.

Yoda and Mace stared at each other.

“Look at this way.” Obi-Wan
suddenly drawled, catching the Council’s attention again. “You
were with to create me. After all, had you sent even one extra Jedi
with to prevent the death of Qui-Gon then I wouldn’t have stood
here like this. But you didn’t and I had the Force screaming in my
ears after his death. You were part of my creation.” He smirked at
them before looking up at Anakin. “Now we should head back to the
Senate. Padme will be waiting on us.” He drawled before turning
without bowing and heading for the doors with no fear.

Anakin gave a little wave to the
council, grinning a bit as he followed Obi-Wan out.

It felt like forever for the council as
they sat in contemplation.

“…We stuffed up royally.” Depa
finally murmured to quiet agreement.

There was a Sith empire in the making
and they could not touch it.

Obi-Wan had played his part well over
the week since Palpatine’s attack, becoming the undisputed elected
Emperor of the former Republic and under his hands the Separatists
were giving in.

If Oi-Wan decided it, the Order was
karked.

In plain sight, did Anakin turn? Do they form an empire? Does Padme rule or Obi-Wan? Is there a rebellion led against them? Do they take the younglings from the Jedi? Or just establish sith temples based on the original sith principles?

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Watching them quietly, Obi-Wan slowly
brushed imaginary dust off his blue sleeve. “So, what do I owe the
pleasure of being summoned in front of a full council? I must admit
after this entire affair with Sheev Palpatine that the Senate is in a
buzz and I am very busy though I managed to spare some time for my
former colleges.” The newly elected Emperor drawled.

“You know exactly why you’re here
Obi-Wan.” Mace growled out.

Blue eyes flickered yellow at that,
causing everyone to flinch in their seat and hands to reach for
sabers.

“I may have a suspicion.” Obi-Wan
chuckled before settling his hands on his hip, watching them. “But
you have nothing to fear from me regardless of my alliance. I don’t
care what the Order does now.” He sneered slightly.

Then he rolled his eyes when he saw
Yoda’s fallen ears.

“Oh don’t give me that look old
man.” He snarled out. “You brought this on yourselves. Qui-Gon
told you, he warned you about the Sith but what did you do? You
claimed that you would have felt it, that the council would have
known and sent him and me alone and I lost my master on Naboo,
shattering a soul bond in the making.” He sneered. “I spent years
after that with the dark side of the force screaming in my ears.”

Anakin stood from his seat and moved to
Obi-Wan, pressing his hand to the others shoulder gently as he
watched his lover with worry.

It made Obi-Wan take a sharp breath to
calm himself under those deep blue eyes. “…Qui-Gon was everything
I had. And Sidious took him from me but you sent us alone and left me
alone with a child who shone like a new born star to train. I wasn’t
ready.” Obi-Wan kept calm as Anakin remained at his side.

Kit, Shaak and Mace traded glances,
hands on their sabers.

“Pull your hands off your weapons.
You can’t touch me.” Obi-Wan growled quietly. “If you touch me
the Jedi will be chased off Courscant and through the galaxy by the
public. I can see the headlines already, Emperor Kenobi, former Jedi,
subdued and murdered by Jedi conspirators.” He mocked them.

Hands reluctantly left their sabers.

“…What are you going to do now?”
Depa questioned quietly.

“I’ll build an empire. I’ll train
my own apprentice.” Here Obi-Wan glanced at Anakin. “I’ll let
the Jedi order remain because of all Qui-Gon was, he was a Jedi even
if you have all forgotten your path in the face of war, politic and
manipulation.” Obi-Wan rolled his shoulders. “And you will be
content with that because if I had been angry enough, I would have
done away with the council like I did with Palpatine.” Obi-Wan
growled.

“Shh… Obi-Wan.” Anakin murmured,
squeezing his shoulder.

Obi-Wan grunted before nodding again,
smiling at the blond before he looked at Yoda. “Don’t mistake my
benevolence for mercy. Only Qui-Gon’s memory is allowing this all
to stand. Push me too far and you will see what I learned from a Sith
holocron, hidden beneath all of yours noses as I was for years.”
His eyes flickered between yellow and blue. “And perhaps we can
restore a semblance of balance in this galaxy.” He sneered.

“Seek to destroy us you will not?”
Yoda finally asked, staring at a boy he had once helped train,
wondering where it had all fallen apart.

“As long as you don’t try to
destroy me. As long as the Jedi know their place.” Obi-Wan
countered as Anakin slowly took his hand and laced their fingers
together.

Yoda and Mace stared at each other.

“Look at this way.” Obi-Wan
suddenly drawled, catching the Council’s attention again. “You
were with to create me. After all, had you sent even one extra Jedi
with to prevent the death of Qui-Gon then I wouldn’t have stood
here like this. But you didn’t and I had the Force screaming in my
ears after his death. You were part of my creation.” He smirked at
them before looking up at Anakin. “Now we should head back to the
Senate. Padme will be waiting on us.” He drawled before turning
without bowing and heading for the doors with no fear.

Anakin gave a little wave to the
council, grinning a bit as he followed Obi-Wan out.

It felt like forever for the council as
they sat in contemplation.

“…We stuffed up royally.” Depa
finally murmured to quiet agreement.

There was a Sith empire in the making
and they could not touch it.

Obi-Wan had played his part well over
the week since Palpatine’s attack, becoming the undisputed elected
Emperor of the former Republic and under his hands the Separatists
were giving in.

If Oi-Wan decided it, the Order was
karked.

Ahhhhhhh!! Obi-wan hurt but ready to thrown down sith style!!! Can we get Anakins conversation with palpy before obi-wan comes waltzing in in a flurry of anger and rigorous justice? And the end of the fight too? #inplainsight

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“Nothing you promise or plead will with save you now.” Anakin
hissed at Palpatine, barely bothering to listen to the first words
the man had given him. “Did you think threatening mine would get me
you my sympathy?” Anakin dodged a cut towards his head as he kept
his voice low so no one but Palpatine would hear him. “Obi-Wan had
you pegged from the moment he meet you and he’s been keeping me on
my toes.”

Palpatine hissed, ready to attacked before his eyes widened, barely
dodging Obi-Wan’s blue saber as lighting sparkled around him.

“Nice try with the padawan-jack there little tiger but I’m afraid
the master position has been never been vacated.” Obi-Wan drawled
as he joined Anakin’s side with blood on his tunic, eyes sparkling
yellow as the Force pulsed with Obi-Wan’s steady darkness.

Dark or light, they still slotted together like the perfect puzzle
pieces, the very physical manifestation of their symbol fleet of the
open circle.

When Anakin went low, Obi-Wan went high.

When Obi-Wan went on the defense, Anakin was the offense.

Lighting sparkling over Obi-Wan’s frame and harmlessly bypassing
Anakin’s body to hit where Sidious had been moments before.

Anakin would give the man that, he was quick in both avoiding and
deflecting their sabers even with the two going after him with all
they could.

Well, Obi-Wan was doing his best even injured with blood on his
tunic.

It was making Anakin’s rage pump, Palpatine had attacked his
Obi-Wan, had almost killed him if not for Padme intervening and then
Anakin felt that whispering thrill of the dark that he sometimes
heard when Obi-Wan wasn’t hiding, seductive and quiet in his ears.

“Are you scared yet?” Obi-Wan hissed as Palpatine backed away
from them steadily. “Can you feel it yet Sidious? The quickening
pulse of the Galaxy? The racing fire of the dark side? The end of
your plans as we get ever closer to you? You can barely dodge anymore
or meet our sabers. There will be no escape for you, you wanted my
head? I will have yours.” Obi-Wan hissed in delight, the dark
delight suffusing the Force with Obi-Wan’s emotions.

It should scare him.

Obi-Wan should scare him but he knows how long Obi-Wan’s been
looking for revenge and Anakin understands revenge like no other Jedi
ever could. He himself has tasted it after the death of his mother.

He wonders, would it have tasted sweeter if he had waited for cold
revenge and plotted like Obi-Wan?

It did not matter.

The path from the past were set and now the future ones were in the
making.

The rise of an Empire at Obi-Wan’s waiting fingertips, his beloved
talon bird sitting highest among the mighty with their names being
shone on by millions of stars.

Because he knew his place in this Empire that will be built, Padme
and Obi-Wan’s husband, Emperor consort and bodyguard to a man who
attracted trouble like honey attracted bees.

And as his saber effortlessly slices through Palpatine’s neck as
Obi-Wan led the red saber down to the floor with his blue one, Anakin
knew they would be victorious in the coming days as Obi-Wan’s eyes
sparkle with the vindication and glee from almost fourteen years of
planned vengeance finally coming to its culmination.

And perhaps he can be forgiven in that moment of adrenaline and Force
maelstrom he’s caught in when he pulls Obi-Wan into his arms and
seals their lips in a deep kiss as lighting bounced harmlessly off
both of them until Obi-Wan stopped it.

Why should he deny himself anything anymore?

There was no need to hide anymore.

Obi-Wan’s eyes glittered as he pulled back with the darkness
leaving him to display only the green of his eyes with the edge of
terrifying yellow circling them, smile full of teeth on display. “An
Empire for us. No more yielding for the light, no more yielding to
the Jedi, no more yielding to Senators.” He whispered. “No more
waiting.”

Ahhhhhhh!! Obi-wan hurt but ready to thrown down sith style!!! Can we get Anakins conversation with palpy before obi-wan comes waltzing in in a flurry of anger and rigorous justice? And the end of the fight too? #inplainsight

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“Nothing you promise or plead will with save you now.” Anakin
hissed at Palpatine, barely bothering to listen to the first words
the man had given him. “Did you think threatening mine would get me
you my sympathy?” Anakin dodged a cut towards his head as he kept
his voice low so no one but Palpatine would hear him. “Obi-Wan had
you pegged from the moment he meet you and he’s been keeping me on
my toes.”

Palpatine hissed, ready to attacked before his eyes widened, barely
dodging Obi-Wan’s blue saber as lighting sparkled around him.

“Nice try with the padawan-jack there little tiger but I’m afraid
the master position has been never been vacated.” Obi-Wan drawled
as he joined Anakin’s side with blood on his tunic, eyes sparkling
yellow as the Force pulsed with Obi-Wan’s steady darkness.

Dark or light, they still slotted together like the perfect puzzle
pieces, the very physical manifestation of their symbol fleet of the
open circle.

When Anakin went low, Obi-Wan went high.

When Obi-Wan went on the defense, Anakin was the offense.

Lighting sparkling over Obi-Wan’s frame and harmlessly bypassing
Anakin’s body to hit where Sidious had been moments before.

Anakin would give the man that, he was quick in both avoiding and
deflecting their sabers even with the two going after him with all
they could.

Well, Obi-Wan was doing his best even injured with blood on his
tunic.

It was making Anakin’s rage pump, Palpatine had attacked his
Obi-Wan, had almost killed him if not for Padme intervening and then
Anakin felt that whispering thrill of the dark that he sometimes
heard when Obi-Wan wasn’t hiding, seductive and quiet in his ears.

“Are you scared yet?” Obi-Wan hissed as Palpatine backed away
from them steadily. “Can you feel it yet Sidious? The quickening
pulse of the Galaxy? The racing fire of the dark side? The end of
your plans as we get ever closer to you? You can barely dodge anymore
or meet our sabers. There will be no escape for you, you wanted my
head? I will have yours.” Obi-Wan hissed in delight, the dark
delight suffusing the Force with Obi-Wan’s emotions.

It should scare him.

Obi-Wan should scare him but he knows how long Obi-Wan’s been
looking for revenge and Anakin understands revenge like no other Jedi
ever could. He himself has tasted it after the death of his mother.

He wonders, would it have tasted sweeter if he had waited for cold
revenge and plotted like Obi-Wan?

It did not matter.

The path from the past were set and now the future ones were in the
making.

The rise of an Empire at Obi-Wan’s waiting fingertips, his beloved
talon bird sitting highest among the mighty with their names being
shone on by millions of stars.

Because he knew his place in this Empire that will be built, Padme
and Obi-Wan’s husband, Emperor consort and bodyguard to a man who
attracted trouble like honey attracted bees.

And as his saber effortlessly slices through Palpatine’s neck as
Obi-Wan led the red saber down to the floor with his blue one, Anakin
knew they would be victorious in the coming days as Obi-Wan’s eyes
sparkle with the vindication and glee from almost fourteen years of
planned vengeance finally coming to its culmination.

And perhaps he can be forgiven in that moment of adrenaline and Force
maelstrom he’s caught in when he pulls Obi-Wan into his arms and
seals their lips in a deep kiss as lighting bounced harmlessly off
both of them until Obi-Wan stopped it.

Why should he deny himself anything anymore?

There was no need to hide anymore.

Obi-Wan’s eyes glittered as he pulled back with the darkness
leaving him to display only the green of his eyes with the edge of
terrifying yellow circling them, smile full of teeth on display. “An
Empire for us. No more yielding for the light, no more yielding to
the Jedi, no more yielding to Senators.” He whispered. “No more
waiting.”

Rude moddy, that was rude to leave us with such a tantalizing cliffhanger! Inplainsight pleeeeease? An coming in to the rescue and palp being all confused at how much he can’t get a grip on anakin fears (cause, ya know, he hurt obi, big no no?)

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Coming to a spinning halt, Obi-Wan laid on the floor of the Rotunda
with a dazed sensation leaving him unable to concentrate at all as he
blinked steadily towards the approaching red and black form of
Palpatine, who was spewing Darkness into the Force at a steady,
almost sickening rate.

Right.

Obi-Wan had miscalculated the threat level.

Stupid, so stupid but he was only human, it happened.

He tried to push himself up with a hiss of pain, his left arm was
broken for sure and from the trails of blood leading to his current
position he was also bleeding from somewhere so that was ‘fun’.

Kark.

Lifting his head a bit allowed him to see Padme far behind, eyes
wide, fearful for him and Force this had not been in Obi-Wan’s
plans. He didn’t want her to see him fail, couldn’t let her see
him fail because with failure came death and that was the last thing
he wanted to inflict on her.

To see him die brutally in front of her eyes.

“You may have everyone else tricked Kenobi.” Palpatine hissed as
he closed the distance in as Obi-Wan struggled to get up. “But I
saw you. I saw your eyes. I may have to flee now but I’ll take
pleasure in taking your head first!” He flickered his saber,
the red light approaching Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan kept his eyes open and stared straight up at him.

If he was going to die then he was going to die meeting the gaze of
the one who killed him. He could feel the darkness flickering through
his body in revolt to what was about to happen, yellow meeting
yellow.

Palpatine jerked to the side suddenly as a blaster impacted where
he’d stood moments before, both Sith watching Padme have a blaster
in her hand aiming it towards Palpatine, firing at him with her teeth
bared as she stepped closer. “Don’t touch him!”

Snarling, Palpatine turned his attention on her to Obi-Wan’s horror
but before he could take more then one step another player entered
the field.

Anakin crashed into Palpatine with the power of an exploding nova,
the snarl on his face as fearsome as the saber he wielded with
practiced ease.

Palpatine finally distracted and lead away from Obi-Wan, Bail finally
ran to Obi-Wan’s side and dropped down by him, touching his old
friend with care. “I sent SoS to Commander Cody, your guards are on
their way from the barracks. You really shouldn’t have sent them
away.” He scolded as his hands fluttered over Obi-Wan’s injuries,
hands and rich fabric coming away coated with blood as he tried to
figure out what to do before the man just ripped a good chunk from
the hem of his coat to stem the bleeding for now until a medic could
arrive.

Obi-Wan rasped out a shaky laugh, resting against Bail’s chest as
the man pressed the cloth against the others side where the injury
was that Obi-Wan couldn’t quite figure out.

He could hear Palpatine trying to get past Anakin’s defenses with
words, tried to get him to believe him…

Anakin only snarled in rage that made the darkness go ever higher and
then his sight was blocked as Padme had managed to get around the two
fighting. “Obi-Wan.” She pressed her hands to his cheeks.

Obi-Wan leaned into them for a few moments before giving her a
serious look. “He can’t take Palpatine alone… get my saber
Padme, its over there.” He hissed.

She hesitated but finally fetched it as Anakin barely avoided a swing
from Palpatine.

“Bail, remove the cloth.” Obi-Wan instructed and when the Senator
hesitantly did as told, he cauterized the wound with his saber and a
loud hiss of pain.

“Obi-Wan you can’t fight, your leg.” She gestured to the
clearly broken leg.

Leveling her a long look, Obi-Wan’s eyes turned pure yellow. “I’m
done hiding.” He growled then placed his hand on the leg, a loud
snapping noise coming from it as his face twisted with pain once
again before he reached out and brushed her still flat stomach with
his fingers, shocking her with his knowledge since she had yet to
tell either lovers of her condition. “He’s not taking anymore
from me.” Obi-Wan hissed, darkness channeling strong and pure
through him before he pushed himself up.

The little break was all he had needed. ‘We’re making an empire
out of this galaxy and it will be ours. Ours and the lights
Padme’s carrying.’ With that thought, Obi-Wan’s darkness spread
into the Rotunda, the talon bird in his mind crooning in delight as
he marched forward towards the two fighting with blood on his tunic
and a snarl on his face.

No more games, no more hiding, it was names in the lights now.

Lighting crackled over Obi-Wan’s frame with the light of it
throwing shadows around him and over his face and with that he joined
the battle.

Rude moddy, that was rude to leave us with such a tantalizing cliffhanger! Inplainsight pleeeeease? An coming in to the rescue and palp being all confused at how much he can’t get a grip on anakin fears (cause, ya know, he hurt obi, big no no?)

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Coming to a spinning halt, Obi-Wan laid on the floor of the Rotunda
with a dazed sensation leaving him unable to concentrate at all as he
blinked steadily towards the approaching red and black form of
Palpatine, who was spewing Darkness into the Force at a steady,
almost sickening rate.

Right.

Obi-Wan had miscalculated the threat level.

Stupid, so stupid but he was only human, it happened.

He tried to push himself up with a hiss of pain, his left arm was
broken for sure and from the trails of blood leading to his current
position he was also bleeding from somewhere so that was ‘fun’.

Kark.

Lifting his head a bit allowed him to see Padme far behind, eyes
wide, fearful for him and Force this had not been in Obi-Wan’s
plans. He didn’t want her to see him fail, couldn’t let her see
him fail because with failure came death and that was the last thing
he wanted to inflict on her.

To see him die brutally in front of her eyes.

“You may have everyone else tricked Kenobi.” Palpatine hissed as
he closed the distance in as Obi-Wan struggled to get up. “But I
saw you. I saw your eyes. I may have to flee now but I’ll take
pleasure in taking your head first!” He flickered his saber,
the red light approaching Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan kept his eyes open and stared straight up at him.

If he was going to die then he was going to die meeting the gaze of
the one who killed him. He could feel the darkness flickering through
his body in revolt to what was about to happen, yellow meeting
yellow.

Palpatine jerked to the side suddenly as a blaster impacted where
he’d stood moments before, both Sith watching Padme have a blaster
in her hand aiming it towards Palpatine, firing at him with her teeth
bared as she stepped closer. “Don’t touch him!”

Snarling, Palpatine turned his attention on her to Obi-Wan’s horror
but before he could take more then one step another player entered
the field.

Anakin crashed into Palpatine with the power of an exploding nova,
the snarl on his face as fearsome as the saber he wielded with
practiced ease.

Palpatine finally distracted and lead away from Obi-Wan, Bail finally
ran to Obi-Wan’s side and dropped down by him, touching his old
friend with care. “I sent SoS to Commander Cody, your guards are on
their way from the barracks. You really shouldn’t have sent them
away.” He scolded as his hands fluttered over Obi-Wan’s injuries,
hands and rich fabric coming away coated with blood as he tried to
figure out what to do before the man just ripped a good chunk from
the hem of his coat to stem the bleeding for now until a medic could
arrive.

Obi-Wan rasped out a shaky laugh, resting against Bail’s chest as
the man pressed the cloth against the others side where the injury
was that Obi-Wan couldn’t quite figure out.

He could hear Palpatine trying to get past Anakin’s defenses with
words, tried to get him to believe him…

Anakin only snarled in rage that made the darkness go ever higher and
then his sight was blocked as Padme had managed to get around the two
fighting. “Obi-Wan.” She pressed her hands to his cheeks.

Obi-Wan leaned into them for a few moments before giving her a
serious look. “He can’t take Palpatine alone… get my saber
Padme, its over there.” He hissed.

She hesitated but finally fetched it as Anakin barely avoided a swing
from Palpatine.

“Bail, remove the cloth.” Obi-Wan instructed and when the Senator
hesitantly did as told, he cauterized the wound with his saber and a
loud hiss of pain.

“Obi-Wan you can’t fight, your leg.” She gestured to the
clearly broken leg.

Leveling her a long look, Obi-Wan’s eyes turned pure yellow. “I’m
done hiding.” He growled then placed his hand on the leg, a loud
snapping noise coming from it as his face twisted with pain once
again before he reached out and brushed her still flat stomach with
his fingers, shocking her with his knowledge since she had yet to
tell either lovers of her condition. “He’s not taking anymore
from me.” Obi-Wan hissed, darkness channeling strong and pure
through him before he pushed himself up.

The little break was all he had needed. ‘We’re making an empire
out of this galaxy and it will be ours. Ours and the lights
Padme’s carrying.’ With that thought, Obi-Wan’s darkness spread
into the Rotunda, the talon bird in his mind crooning in delight as
he marched forward towards the two fighting with blood on his tunic
and a snarl on his face.

No more games, no more hiding, it was names in the lights now.

Lighting crackled over Obi-Wan’s frame with the light of it
throwing shadows around him and over his face and with that he joined
the battle.

#inplainsight ahhh palpy is going DOWN! Can we see the final «showdown» whether it be in the Senate or a private place and palpy loses it and obi is smug as a bug in a rug when he reveals himself and palpy gets taken down but not obi??? Like the Jedi come in and are all like «chancellor» – nod head- while arresting/killing/picking up Palpatine corpse as a sith for being a little shit. All while another sith is being a happy and proud little shit (aka obi) :D

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“Why, welcome Mr Palpatine.” Obi-Wan’s voice is polite and warm
as he meets the man in the Rotunda’s halls with guards and
simpering Senator’s around him, a smile on his lips and his eyes
practically twinkling after yet another dismantling of power for the
former man and the inclusion of yet another former CSI planet into
the fold of the Republic now that a Jedi is the actual Chancellor,
one that’s actually been on the battlefield and seen the horror and
pain and is still a high General. “I must admit, I wasn’t
expecting to encounter you.” Obi-Wan’s head tilted curious, sun
caught in the lighter copper of his hair and had any of his lovers
seen him at that moment they would have called it a birds grace and
promptly ravaged him in private.

As it is, most just call it a curious head tilt.

Palpatine calls it mocking.

‘He knows…’ All those careful plans, all those lain out steady
and carefully over decades, ruined by this man and he knows it.

He knows he’s been pulling the threads of Sheev’s plans apart
slowly and steadily, bit by bit.

Pulling first Sheev’s seat of power out from under him, taking his
future apprentice from him, taking apart the CSI…

And then those green eyes light up with predatory yellow.

Only for a parasecond.

Sheev snarls as he understands just how far he’s been lead behind
the light as his lightsabers slides out into his palms from his
sleeves.

And just like that, the Force screams out as the bells rings.
Regardless who is victorious today, it will be the start of the end
and Palpatine will have to flee.

No more cloned bodies.

No more hidden power grabs.

But he will have Kenobi’s head!

()()()

The Rotunda explodes in a maelstrom of Force, dark, light and gray
all mixed and reaches all the way to the Jedi temple where several
master’s feels their heads pound in pain and shock as the darkness
pervades everything, even the light.

No one is sure what has happened.

No one except Knight Skywalker who is on his feet and running already,
towards the hanger where he has a speeder rearing and going before
anyone else can figure out what to do.

“Skywalker! Where are you going?!” Anakin responds to the comm
unthinkingly and almost curses himself out as he hears Windu over the
comm. But he responds like a dutiful Jedi should.

“Obi-Wan’s in trouble.” He snaps back. “And the Rotunda is
practically a tornado of Force. You can’t tell me its not him and a
Sith fighting and that’s where I’m going.” He does a reckless
dive with the speeder that would have had Obi-Wan and Padme yelling
at him.

There’s another curse and then Windu hangs up.

But at least it will garner them backup.

And as if magically summoned, Padme comms him too.

“Palpatine attacked Obi-Wan, Anakin, he’s slowing down!” The
first words out of her mouth freezes in his veins and Anakin feels
the dragon under his skin that first had him slaughter the Tuskens
hiss in rage.

“I’m on my way. I’m on my way!” He yells even as he takes
another reckless dive and barrel maneuver.

“Hurry. Obi-Wan’s injured.”

#inplainsight ahhh palpy is going DOWN! Can we see the final «showdown» whether it be in the Senate or a private place and palpy loses it and obi is smug as a bug in a rug when he reveals himself and palpy gets taken down but not obi??? Like the Jedi come in and are all like «chancellor» – nod head- while arresting/killing/picking up Palpatine corpse as a sith for being a little shit. All while another sith is being a happy and proud little shit (aka obi) :D

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“Why, welcome Mr Palpatine.” Obi-Wan’s voice is polite and warm
as he meets the man in the Rotunda’s halls with guards and
simpering Senator’s around him, a smile on his lips and his eyes
practically twinkling after yet another dismantling of power for the
former man and the inclusion of yet another former CSI planet into
the fold of the Republic now that a Jedi is the actual Chancellor,
one that’s actually been on the battlefield and seen the horror and
pain and is still a high General. “I must admit, I wasn’t
expecting to encounter you.” Obi-Wan’s head tilted curious, sun
caught in the lighter copper of his hair and had any of his lovers
seen him at that moment they would have called it a birds grace and
promptly ravaged him in private.

As it is, most just call it a curious head tilt.

Palpatine calls it mocking.

‘He knows…’ All those careful plans, all those lain out steady
and carefully over decades, ruined by this man and he knows it.

He knows he’s been pulling the threads of Sheev’s plans apart
slowly and steadily, bit by bit.

Pulling first Sheev’s seat of power out from under him, taking his
future apprentice from him, taking apart the CSI…

And then those green eyes light up with predatory yellow.

Only for a parasecond.

Sheev snarls as he understands just how far he’s been lead behind
the light as his lightsabers slides out into his palms from his
sleeves.

And just like that, the Force screams out as the bells rings.
Regardless who is victorious today, it will be the start of the end
and Palpatine will have to flee.

No more cloned bodies.

No more hidden power grabs.

But he will have Kenobi’s head!

()()()

The Rotunda explodes in a maelstrom of Force, dark, light and gray
all mixed and reaches all the way to the Jedi temple where several
master’s feels their heads pound in pain and shock as the darkness
pervades everything, even the light.

No one is sure what has happened.

No one except Knight Skywalker who is on his feet and running already,
towards the hanger where he has a speeder rearing and going before
anyone else can figure out what to do.

“Skywalker! Where are you going?!” Anakin responds to the comm
unthinkingly and almost curses himself out as he hears Windu over the
comm. But he responds like a dutiful Jedi should.

“Obi-Wan’s in trouble.” He snaps back. “And the Rotunda is
practically a tornado of Force. You can’t tell me its not him and a
Sith fighting and that’s where I’m going.” He does a reckless
dive with the speeder that would have had Obi-Wan and Padme yelling
at him.

There’s another curse and then Windu hangs up.

But at least it will garner them backup.

And as if magically summoned, Padme comms him too.

“Palpatine attacked Obi-Wan, Anakin, he’s slowing down!” The
first words out of her mouth freezes in his veins and Anakin feels
the dragon under his skin that first had him slaughter the Tuskens
hiss in rage.

“I’m on my way. I’m on my way!” He yells even as he takes
another reckless dive and barrel maneuver.

“Hurry. Obi-Wan’s injured.”