before missions or training, stretching before hand is v important.
but at some point hes just showing off
Maul
before missions or training, stretching before hand is v important.
but at some point hes just showing off
could we get a continuation of the last old ben fic? the ambush! would maul be the one upfront fighting off the attackers, and protecting his new (nice) master, or would ben be the one trying to protect maul from darkside trying to get him to fall again?
“I think they’ve been spoiling you Master.” Maul offered
softly, smiling at how happy the other looked and felt. “Your teeth
are going to rot away.” He chided gently.
“Mmmn, but its so good. I haven’t had proper sweets in so long
and the healers has cleared my diet for more options.”
“And you choose to celebrate that with blue yogurt icecream with
cut up fruits and Alderaan honey?” Maul chuckled softly.
Ben gave him a wide smile and took another spoonful from the cup of
cold deliciousness he had been given from the vendor. Maul had been
offered some too but said he lacked the sweet tooth for it.
Ben however had happily accepted. “Its also a healthy treat
considering it all, the healers want me to consume more diary for my
bone structure. They say its starting to look a bit fragile from the
years of neglect.” Ben took another spoonful as Maul shifted closer
to his master.
“…Perhaps some spoiling is not so bad then. You haven’t had
sweets in a long time have you?”
“Hmm? No? Not really. I spent a long time alone on Tatooine. And
between providing water and supplies for myself, I couldn’t really
afford sweets. Occasionally there was a festival though and I could
get these…sugar fermented desert fruits? And a form for delicate
gelatin thing, but those were rare and only if there were off-world
traders.” Those were one of the few fond memories Ben had from
Tatooine. He smiled into the yogurt, his whole body relaxed as he
wandered beside his Maul towards their ship.
Maul itched to wrap his arm protectively tight around his master but
managed to resist, mentally repeating his mantra of exactly where Ben
was and that he was safe and in sight and that Maul could get him
medical aid if he needed it.
But he would let it slip to Qui-Gon and Vos that Ben was a bit sweet
deprived.
Ben threw the empty cup into the trash can of the shipping bay before
they made their way up the ramp of their ship, Ben tucking his hands
into his sleeves as he felt the bliss of getting out of the sun. He
wondered if he could request a mission to jungle planet or a water
one instead of a desert one next time.
A flash of darkness was their only warning before Ben fell forward
and hit the ground, a dark dart in his neck before Maul could even
pull his lightsaber. He meet the red saber with his own, startled
yellow meeting the acid ones of his old master.
He barely had time to scream before lightning slammed through him and
brought him down to darkness.
Ben could feel his padawan suddenly collapse but could make no move
even as a pair of black boots stopped by him and kicked his knee
roughly. “And you’re the one causing us so much
trouble…pathetic.” There was a shift and something locked around
his collar in an all to familiar sensation and then Ben knew no more
as the Force was swept from his grasp.
()()()
In the temple and out over the galaxy several people stilled in shock
as the fragile but sparkling bond they had with one man suddenly
silenced out and left no trace of the man in question.
“BEN!”
could we get a continuation of the last old ben fic? the ambush! would maul be the one upfront fighting off the attackers, and protecting his new (nice) master, or would ben be the one trying to protect maul from darkside trying to get him to fall again?
“I think they’ve been spoiling you Master.” Maul offered
softly, smiling at how happy the other looked and felt. “Your teeth
are going to rot away.” He chided gently.
“Mmmn, but its so good. I haven’t had proper sweets in so long
and the healers has cleared my diet for more options.”
“And you choose to celebrate that with blue yogurt icecream with
cut up fruits and Alderaan honey?” Maul chuckled softly.
Ben gave him a wide smile and took another spoonful from the cup of
cold deliciousness he had been given from the vendor. Maul had been
offered some too but said he lacked the sweet tooth for it.
Ben however had happily accepted. “Its also a healthy treat
considering it all, the healers want me to consume more diary for my
bone structure. They say its starting to look a bit fragile from the
years of neglect.” Ben took another spoonful as Maul shifted closer
to his master.
“…Perhaps some spoiling is not so bad then. You haven’t had
sweets in a long time have you?”
“Hmm? No? Not really. I spent a long time alone on Tatooine. And
between providing water and supplies for myself, I couldn’t really
afford sweets. Occasionally there was a festival though and I could
get these…sugar fermented desert fruits? And a form for delicate
gelatin thing, but those were rare and only if there were off-world
traders.” Those were one of the few fond memories Ben had from
Tatooine. He smiled into the yogurt, his whole body relaxed as he
wandered beside his Maul towards their ship.
Maul itched to wrap his arm protectively tight around his master but
managed to resist, mentally repeating his mantra of exactly where Ben
was and that he was safe and in sight and that Maul could get him
medical aid if he needed it.
But he would let it slip to Qui-Gon and Vos that Ben was a bit sweet
deprived.
Ben threw the empty cup into the trash can of the shipping bay before
they made their way up the ramp of their ship, Ben tucking his hands
into his sleeves as he felt the bliss of getting out of the sun. He
wondered if he could request a mission to jungle planet or a water
one instead of a desert one next time.
A flash of darkness was their only warning before Ben fell forward
and hit the ground, a dark dart in his neck before Maul could even
pull his lightsaber. He meet the red saber with his own, startled
yellow meeting the acid ones of his old master.
He barely had time to scream before lightning slammed through him and
brought him down to darkness.
Ben could feel his padawan suddenly collapse but could make no move
even as a pair of black boots stopped by him and kicked his knee
roughly. “And you’re the one causing us so much
trouble…pathetic.” There was a shift and something locked around
his collar in an all to familiar sensation and then Ben knew no more
as the Force was swept from his grasp.
()()()
In the temple and out over the galaxy several people stilled in shock
as the fragile but sparkling bond they had with one man suddenly
silenced out and left no trace of the man in question.
“BEN!”
Um, did you receive my prompt for the sithandchild au about Obi not being able to control his shadow monsters and having to be rescued by either a Sith or a Jedi? I was reading through your posts and noticed that you said that tumblr sometimes eats your asks. If you have got it, and you just haven’t written it yet or don’t want to write it at all, that’s fine. I still love all your writing! :)
He was to know better, Ventress had been teaching him better.
But he was tired. He was exhausted and the Jedi were relentless in
their pursuit of him. He had been backed against a corner in a city
he did not know and his master to far away to help him, to far from
anyone to help him as the two knights had traced him down like a dog.
So he had gone for the blood magic Auntie V had taught him.
The Force leaping to his control…and then it turned.
The shadows rose but snarling and barking at everyone and Obi-Wan
backed even more into the alley he had gone into, eyes wide. The two
Jedi seemed to catch that despite summoning them, Obi-Wan was not in
control of the dark shadowed creature.
It was just suppose to be a minor survival mixed retrieval mission.
There was not suppose to be any Jedi on the planet even!
And yet here they were, coaxing him to leave his dad’s side, to
‘rescue’ him from the dark.
Obi-Wan was HAPPY, why couldn’t they understand it?!
And now they were all dead as he lost his control of his shadows.
He screamed in fear, his cry echoing in the Force as they pounced and
claws wracked across his face, tearing skin and flesh apart.
And then his cry was answered by a roar of rage as something heavy
thumped down and a red blade passed through the shadows. Yellow and
black twirled on him before massive arms wrapped around him and
brought him to a firm chest and then Obi-Wan was in the air again,
rushing away from the shadows and the Jedi’s and far far away from
the alley in burst of Force speed.
Obi-Wan struggled to see past the blood in his eyes until finally he
could tell who had him. Savage, Savage had found him. Savage had
saved him and Obi-Wan sobbed as much from relief as pain.
The massive arm around him tightened as the Zabrak put on a sprint,
taking the small and fragile pink thing as far away from the Jedi and
the shadows the little one could no longer control. “Little one,
where is Serenus?” He growled out.
His response was harsh and pained sobs against his chest, blood
coating armor and fabric equally.
Inwardly Savage cursed and tried to orient himself to where Maul was.
If he could not reach Serenus, he could at least find his brother.
Against his shoulder, Serenus tiny apprentice was quieting down
except for a hitch in his breath now and then that told the other he
was still crying if not so noisily. Savage slipped into a half
ruined, empty building and carefully peeled the child’s face away
from the tunic, hissing a bit at the massive claw shaped gaps
crossing the others face. He could see the tender white bone of the
boys forehead and cheekbone and it looked like the tip of the boys
nose was missing though it was hard to tell with all the blood. The
right side of Obi-Wan’s face was a mess and his eye was clenched
shut, leaving Savage unable to tell if the eyeball was there.
“We need your master.” He rumbled instead and tucked the child
back against him, once again setting of to a spring as his bond with
Maul flared open in annoyance.
The red-skinned Zabrak annoyance faded to worry when he saw exactly
why his brother had contacted him. “What happened?” He hissed
while carefully extracting Obi-Wan’s face from Savage’s shirt
again, hissing sharply at the blood and snow pale sight of the
child’s skin.
“He lost control of the blood magic the witch taught him. He was
chased by two Jedi, I do not know what happened to them but I got him
away.” Savage growled in return even as he gave the copper haired
human over to his brother who instantly took him aboard the ship.
“Comm Serenus from the ship, I’ll tend to Obi-Wan.”
By the time the older Sith finally appeared, Obi-Wan had long since
been settled into Maul’s bed in a drug induced sleep, his entire
right side of his face covered in bacta bandages. Qui-Gon went right
past both Zabraks and to his child’s side, kneeling down and
cupping his face in his hands. “Obi-Wan…” The child made a low
whimper in his drug induced sleep but made no other move as Qui-Gon
examined him with the Force.
Exhausted, in pain and experiencing blood loss. Yellow eyes took in
the bacta bandages.
“…What happened?”
“I found him in an alley with two Jedi, they must have chased him.
The magic the witch has been teaching him turned on him too, he lost
control.” Savage offered. “I was close enough to hear him cry out
and went to him.”
“I took care of his injuries. They are…extensive. He may lose an
eye and the tip of his nose is gone. There will also be massive
scarring if left untreated.” Maul offered lowly.
“It will not.” Qui-Gon reached in and slowly picked up Obi-Wan in
blankets and all, glancing at the bloody tunic on the floor. “…I’ll
take him to my ship and bring him back to Serenno. Dooku has new
missions for us.” He stood slowly with the bundle in his arms.
Maul nodded.
As Qui-Gon started walking Savage spoke up hesitantly. “Will he be
alright?”
“…No, but healing will eventually make him alright.” Qui-Gon
ducked under the doorway and left.
Um, did you receive my prompt for the sithandchild au about Obi not being able to control his shadow monsters and having to be rescued by either a Sith or a Jedi? I was reading through your posts and noticed that you said that tumblr sometimes eats your asks. If you have got it, and you just haven’t written it yet or don’t want to write it at all, that’s fine. I still love all your writing! :)
He was to know better, Ventress had been teaching him better.
But he was tired. He was exhausted and the Jedi were relentless in
their pursuit of him. He had been backed against a corner in a city
he did not know and his master to far away to help him, to far from
anyone to help him as the two knights had traced him down like a dog.
So he had gone for the blood magic Auntie V had taught him.
The Force leaping to his control…and then it turned.
The shadows rose but snarling and barking at everyone and Obi-Wan
backed even more into the alley he had gone into, eyes wide. The two
Jedi seemed to catch that despite summoning them, Obi-Wan was not in
control of the dark shadowed creature.
It was just suppose to be a minor survival mixed retrieval mission.
There was not suppose to be any Jedi on the planet even!
And yet here they were, coaxing him to leave his dad’s side, to
‘rescue’ him from the dark.
Obi-Wan was HAPPY, why couldn’t they understand it?!
And now they were all dead as he lost his control of his shadows.
He screamed in fear, his cry echoing in the Force as they pounced and
claws wracked across his face, tearing skin and flesh apart.
And then his cry was answered by a roar of rage as something heavy
thumped down and a red blade passed through the shadows. Yellow and
black twirled on him before massive arms wrapped around him and
brought him to a firm chest and then Obi-Wan was in the air again,
rushing away from the shadows and the Jedi’s and far far away from
the alley in burst of Force speed.
Obi-Wan struggled to see past the blood in his eyes until finally he
could tell who had him. Savage, Savage had found him. Savage had
saved him and Obi-Wan sobbed as much from relief as pain.
The massive arm around him tightened as the Zabrak put on a sprint,
taking the small and fragile pink thing as far away from the Jedi and
the shadows the little one could no longer control. “Little one,
where is Serenus?” He growled out.
His response was harsh and pained sobs against his chest, blood
coating armor and fabric equally.
Inwardly Savage cursed and tried to orient himself to where Maul was.
If he could not reach Serenus, he could at least find his brother.
Against his shoulder, Serenus tiny apprentice was quieting down
except for a hitch in his breath now and then that told the other he
was still crying if not so noisily. Savage slipped into a half
ruined, empty building and carefully peeled the child’s face away
from the tunic, hissing a bit at the massive claw shaped gaps
crossing the others face. He could see the tender white bone of the
boys forehead and cheekbone and it looked like the tip of the boys
nose was missing though it was hard to tell with all the blood. The
right side of Obi-Wan’s face was a mess and his eye was clenched
shut, leaving Savage unable to tell if the eyeball was there.
“We need your master.” He rumbled instead and tucked the child
back against him, once again setting of to a spring as his bond with
Maul flared open in annoyance.
The red-skinned Zabrak annoyance faded to worry when he saw exactly
why his brother had contacted him. “What happened?” He hissed
while carefully extracting Obi-Wan’s face from Savage’s shirt
again, hissing sharply at the blood and snow pale sight of the
child’s skin.
“He lost control of the blood magic the witch taught him. He was
chased by two Jedi, I do not know what happened to them but I got him
away.” Savage growled in return even as he gave the copper haired
human over to his brother who instantly took him aboard the ship.
“Comm Serenus from the ship, I’ll tend to Obi-Wan.”
By the time the older Sith finally appeared, Obi-Wan had long since
been settled into Maul’s bed in a drug induced sleep, his entire
right side of his face covered in bacta bandages. Qui-Gon went right
past both Zabraks and to his child’s side, kneeling down and
cupping his face in his hands. “Obi-Wan…” The child made a low
whimper in his drug induced sleep but made no other move as Qui-Gon
examined him with the Force.
Exhausted, in pain and experiencing blood loss. Yellow eyes took in
the bacta bandages.
“…What happened?”
“I found him in an alley with two Jedi, they must have chased him.
The magic the witch has been teaching him turned on him too, he lost
control.” Savage offered. “I was close enough to hear him cry out
and went to him.”
“I took care of his injuries. They are…extensive. He may lose an
eye and the tip of his nose is gone. There will also be massive
scarring if left untreated.” Maul offered lowly.
“It will not.” Qui-Gon reached in and slowly picked up Obi-Wan in
blankets and all, glancing at the bloody tunic on the floor. “…I’ll
take him to my ship and bring him back to Serenno. Dooku has new
missions for us.” He stood slowly with the bundle in his arms.
Maul nodded.
As Qui-Gon started walking Savage spoke up hesitantly. “Will he be
alright?”
“…No, but healing will eventually make him alright.” Qui-Gon
ducked under the doorway and left.
sometimes maul goes full cat, based on a convo i had w @albeitabitstupid
FYI I laughed so hard on the second to last panel that I almost couldn’t finish this
sometimes maul goes full cat, based on a convo i had w @albeitabitstupid
FYI I laughed so hard on the second to last panel that I almost couldn’t finish this
Old ben au where ben remembers something about a battle and the aftermath with him and the clones being usef to it and qui/quinlan/mace sees it and ben thinks it’s kinda neutral/happy memory but everyone else is horrified because, you know, the war?
Ben is standing next to him, watching the ship they are to take out
come in, his head resting on Qui-Gon’s shoulder as Obi-Wan and Maul
talk softly together, sharing secretive, shy smiles. Ben is relaxed,
his mind an easy sunny day, warm and content as he lets faded green
flicker around with a small smile.
His tattered shields are up and guarding his mind as Mace comes to
say goodbye and good luck to them.
And then they are gone and he is broadcasting, eyes on the ship.
The same ship that is suddenly crashing to the ground in Ben’s
mind, Ben on it, crashing out one of its windows and to the ground,
his hands scratched and burned and bleeding and his body aching in
all the wrong ways as he scrambles to get up while coughing out blood
and gravel.
“General Kenobi!? Are you alright?” Ben lifted his head, wiping
his face quickly before turning and giving as much of a wry smile as
he could to the armored men landing in another similar shuttle as others in white race to the fallen ship. “I
might require some medical aid Commander.”
“Helix!”
“On it.” Another jogged to Ben’s side, kneeling down and
grasping his hands. “Sir, you’ve dislocated your fingers again.
Four of them.”
“I know, snap them into place and give me a stim Helix, we don’t
have time for much else. General Grievous waits for no one.”
The healer made a loud, audible grumble before setting to work,
snapping Ben’s fingers into place.
Ben only grunted in discomfort. “Fifth…fifth time isn’t it…”
“Seventh if you count the time you dislocated your thumbs.”
“That was a friendly spar that went to fa-ah!” Ben closed his
eyes and took a breath. “…I think that one was actually broken
Helix. Stim now.”
“General…”
“We don’t have time Helix. Stim.”
“Against my better judgment General, I’m telling the commander however.”
Ben grinned, blood and dirt streaking his face and clothes as he
moved to answer…
Ben shook his head and blinked, glancing around and then at his hands
before at the ship. “Oh…huh…oh dear.” He hummed before
smiling. “My, Cody did quite yell at me after that.” He mused,
nuzzling his face into Qui-Gon’s shoulder.
Qui-Gon stared at the others head on his shoulder before shifting and
taking the others hands, looking them over. “Ben…did…why are
you so calm?” He whispered as he held his bondmates hands tight in
his.
“Huh?” Ben blinked at him before smiling. “I’m not sure I
follow…”
Mace took a deep breath from where he was standing before moving over
and resting a hand on Ben’s shoulder, forcing a small smile. “Be
safe on your trip Ben, let Maul do the fighting should something
happen…” He glanced at the others hands in Qui-Gon’s, letting
out a sharp breath through his nose then squeezing gently. “And
look after yourself.”
Ben blinked, looking at them before smiling and nodding, tugging his
hands out of Qui-Gon’s warm and protective hold as he walked up the
ramp with Maul following even closer then he normally did.
“…We can’t let the future turn into that Mace.” Qui-Gon
whispered. “I…I will not have it.”
“Master Yoda says the future is in motion. That Ben’s arrival has
changed many things. I…no, we will not let that happen Qui-Gon.”
Mace looked at him before nodding. “Stay safe on your travel and
may the Force be with you, all of you.”
Old ben au where ben remembers something about a battle and the aftermath with him and the clones being usef to it and qui/quinlan/mace sees it and ben thinks it’s kinda neutral/happy memory but everyone else is horrified because, you know, the war?
Ben is standing next to him, watching the ship they are to take out
come in, his head resting on Qui-Gon’s shoulder as Obi-Wan and Maul
talk softly together, sharing secretive, shy smiles. Ben is relaxed,
his mind an easy sunny day, warm and content as he lets faded green
flicker around with a small smile.
His tattered shields are up and guarding his mind as Mace comes to
say goodbye and good luck to them.
And then they are gone and he is broadcasting, eyes on the ship.
The same ship that is suddenly crashing to the ground in Ben’s
mind, Ben on it, crashing out one of its windows and to the ground,
his hands scratched and burned and bleeding and his body aching in
all the wrong ways as he scrambles to get up while coughing out blood
and gravel.
“General Kenobi!? Are you alright?” Ben lifted his head, wiping
his face quickly before turning and giving as much of a wry smile as
he could to the armored men landing in another similar shuttle as others in white race to the fallen ship. “I
might require some medical aid Commander.”
“Helix!”
“On it.” Another jogged to Ben’s side, kneeling down and
grasping his hands. “Sir, you’ve dislocated your fingers again.
Four of them.”
“I know, snap them into place and give me a stim Helix, we don’t
have time for much else. General Grievous waits for no one.”
The healer made a loud, audible grumble before setting to work,
snapping Ben’s fingers into place.
Ben only grunted in discomfort. “Fifth…fifth time isn’t it…”
“Seventh if you count the time you dislocated your thumbs.”
“That was a friendly spar that went to fa-ah!” Ben closed his
eyes and took a breath. “…I think that one was actually broken
Helix. Stim now.”
“General…”
“We don’t have time Helix. Stim.”
“Against my better judgment General, I’m telling the commander however.”
Ben grinned, blood and dirt streaking his face and clothes as he
moved to answer…
Ben shook his head and blinked, glancing around and then at his hands
before at the ship. “Oh…huh…oh dear.” He hummed before
smiling. “My, Cody did quite yell at me after that.” He mused,
nuzzling his face into Qui-Gon’s shoulder.
Qui-Gon stared at the others head on his shoulder before shifting and
taking the others hands, looking them over. “Ben…did…why are
you so calm?” He whispered as he held his bondmates hands tight in
his.
“Huh?” Ben blinked at him before smiling. “I’m not sure I
follow…”
Mace took a deep breath from where he was standing before moving over
and resting a hand on Ben’s shoulder, forcing a small smile. “Be
safe on your trip Ben, let Maul do the fighting should something
happen…” He glanced at the others hands in Qui-Gon’s, letting
out a sharp breath through his nose then squeezing gently. “And
look after yourself.”
Ben blinked, looking at them before smiling and nodding, tugging his
hands out of Qui-Gon’s warm and protective hold as he walked up the
ramp with Maul following even closer then he normally did.
“…We can’t let the future turn into that Mace.” Qui-Gon
whispered. “I…I will not have it.”
“Master Yoda says the future is in motion. That Ben’s arrival has
changed many things. I…no, we will not let that happen Qui-Gon.”
Mace looked at him before nodding. “Stay safe on your travel and
may the Force be with you, all of you.”
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