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saddeserthermit) wrote2016-06-25 08:44 am
saddeserthermit) wrote2016-06-25 08:44 am
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The Hermit Shack in the Woods, Saturday Morning
Yesterday had been... unpleasant. Or at least troublesome. And yes, eventually Obi-Wan would have to have that conversation with Ahsoka he'd been putting off for some time.
But that would come whenever it came - whenever Ahsoka chose to have it.
Today, Obi-Wan was meditating, the eopies wandering around him, undisturbed. His efforts to refamiliarize himself with the Living Force this past year and a half had been steady, if slow-- but it was easier now, to simply throw his consciousness into the winds and feel the life around himself.
Obi-Wan sat outside his shack, but in truth, on this island, he was everywhere, all at once, and everyone, all at once.
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But that would come whenever it came - whenever Ahsoka chose to have it.
Today, Obi-Wan was meditating, the eopies wandering around him, undisturbed. His efforts to refamiliarize himself with the Living Force this past year and a half had been steady, if slow-- but it was easier now, to simply throw his consciousness into the winds and feel the life around himself.
Obi-Wan sat outside his shack, but in truth, on this island, he was everywhere, all at once, and everyone, all at once.
[[ open! ]]
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"Either," he said, "Is a next step, isn't it?"
Sometimes he could still be way too Jedi Master for anyone's good.
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"I suppose it is, one way or another," he agreed.
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Obi-Wan strode away from the eopies, towards Kanan.
"And if it does - or does not - you are always welcome here."
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He would. Definitely. Be prepared, Obi-Wan. You were stuck with him, now.