He leaned himself against the counter, somewhat lost in contemplation.
"Hm. Very much like Tattooine, I fear. Although I heard the mountains there are quite the sight. And every 42 years, they hold an impressive festival.
...Too bad we are not fortunate enough to witness it."
that only raised the curiosity. something no doubt which would be flogged later , nevertheless.
" if you mean a desert unlike tattooine , maybe. " he replied , accepting the cup. not a ( very ) excited tone , but not too withdrawn either.
" what is the place ? "
"I noticed." the older one sighed and poured the beverage into two cups.
"Well, in the assumption that you aren't particularly fond of deserts, I found myself believing that our next destination might be an exception, young one."
He proceeded to offer the boy one of the cups.
with a final consideration over the metallic pieces , anakin would recede on the commentary. " i don't find traditional meditation does as much as this. " but his curiosity was ensnared by the next correction. somewhere he wouldn't like ? that only made him all the more +
"Sometimes I wish you'd focus on meditation as much as you focus on your tinkering, padawan." Obi-Wan commented while his hands busied themselves with warming up the pot before placing the loose tea inside and adding the hot water at last. +
" in time. for the moment , getting it to work properly is a good enough phase. "
he proceeded to stand , peering over to the in-preparation tea.
" i don't suppose the council is sending us anywhere in particular ? "
Although she was right, he honestly couldn't react (every*) time Anakin was up to some of his shenanigans.
If he did so, he was certain that his hair would have grown grey already.
Surely, she would understand.
A noise woke him up at night. After a moment of investigation, he found Anakin and R2-D2 in his closet.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Nope.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Too tired to ask.
He shut the closet's door and returned to bed.
Whilst the water began to cook, Obi-Wan stroked his beard, eyes settled on the little droid.
Contemplating the little ones usefulness, he replied with a more gentle tone: "Frankly, I doubt that we require the support, but I will be looking forward to you proving me wrong."
for ease of access —— and because there's little room elsewhere.
shifting the broken down vessel , removing the power supply before setting it in its more proper place.
" for now , nothing. but in time , probably ( support ) roles. "
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I lay waste to all that stands
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+ Starkiller // Galen Marek
+ Bisexual Disaster
+ SWRP // StarwarsRP // The Force Unleashed
+ Literate // Descriptive // 18+ Mature Themes
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Indeed, but why must they be (everywhere *)?
With a sigh passing the older one's lips, Obi-Wan carefully moved a few of the parts aside so he'd be able to prepare some tea.
"I can see that." He glanced at the little droid. "But what do you even need it for anyway, Anakin?"
no cost , just spare parts !
" it's not finished just yet , "
and so as said , the power to the walking construct faded until it collapsed.
" ' yet ' being the point— "
passersby approaching me out of curiosity. It seems not even the war was able to bring our kind to all worlds.
Feel free to ask questions if you happen to have any. It would be a pleasure to help sate your curiosity."
Both brows were lifted upwards once the woman approached him. With his hands busy pouring himself some more tea, he listened to her and replied with a polite "Well, hello there."
Obi-Wan closed his thermos and took a small sip.
"Don't worry. I am used to the occasional +
They looked at each other for a few seconds before she finally decided to make some steps toward the Jedi. She stopped a few meters away from him, crossing her arms once again.
"You’re a Jedi right ? I���ve never met any of your kind before."
She chuckles a bit to herself.
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