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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.

[[ open! ]]

Date: 2016-06-26 02:57 pm (UTC)
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Caleb acknowledged that experience, those glimpses, with a sort of quiet understanding. This place was strange for him too, if for different reasons. He'd seen plenty of worlds that were wet, plenty that were green, but there were so many things about this place that were utterly alien to him, it was difficult sometimes to understand how he fit in here at all.

What baffled him the most about this place, though, was how badly he wanted to stay, if he was being at all honest with himself. It wasn't home. Nothing would really be that. But there was a sense of belonging that he hadn't felt in years. It was intoxicating in its own right, and it made it difficult to want to run, even though old fears kept telling him that he had to.

He'd been told to run. And so he ran, and he left as much of himself behind as he possibly could, every time.

He paused for a moment, and then offered her a sort of comparison, that this place was strange, but there were things here that rung familiar, the same way the sand and the caves and the family might have, to her. Did she have anything like that, here? Master Kenobi, he supposed. But anything else?

Date: 2016-06-26 03:18 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Give Me Strength)
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Unsafe. The whole galaxy spreading out in front and behind with no clear direction to take into it? There was a sort of wryness before Caleb agreed, it was a dangerous place. It could be a whole galaxy full of krayt dragons, for all anybody knew, and the familiar was safer, especially for those who weren't alone. For those who had a herd, however small, who protected one another.

He'd been alone. He wasn't quite certain what to do with a herd, these days.

Date: 2016-06-26 04:25 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Pensive)
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Was it really as simple as that? Caleb contemplated that in silence for a moment before, with a quiet sort of consideration, he thanked Rooh for her insight on the matter. It seemed to be working for her, and he remembered a time, once, where it had worked for him. Maybe that was something that he'd lost sight of, when everything else had fallen apart.

When he'd become a scared kid separated from the herd, with nothing left to do but run.

He thanked her again, and then he started to lean back, until the line between Caleb and Kanan came back to him, and there was little left for him to do but open his eyes, furrow his brow, and process.

Date: 2016-06-26 04:44 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Uncertain)
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It was a good ten, fifteen minutes of silence before Kanan slowly started to gather his feet underneath himself so that he could stand, and another two minutes of idly brushing twigs off of his clothing, clearly distracted, before he really let himself look up toward Master Kenobi and the eopies.

He licked his lips, stalling for another moment still while he groped around for words. Habit, more than anything, had brought up a lot of his barriers between himself and the Force, but there was still that little glimmer around the edges of his senses, and he was loathe to shut it out just yet.

"Just like that, huh?"

Like riding a hoverbike.

Date: 2016-06-26 04:57 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Beard Stroke)
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"No," Kanan agreed with a sigh. "No, it's not."

He lifted one hand to run through his hair - it stuttered there, caught in the middle an old habit that he'd long since replaced with the new - and wound up stroking his beard, instead.

"Now I'm not sure if I have answers to the questions I came with, or mostly just new questions," he confessed.

Date: 2016-06-26 05:11 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Leery)
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Well, that was frustrating in a way that was entirely too familiar. Kanan raised one eyebrow at Obi-Wan, and then snorted and gave his head a shake.

"I suppose it is, one way or another," he agreed.

Date: 2016-06-26 05:28 pm (UTC)
uncertain_dume: (Confused)
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"Thank you, Master Kenobi," Kanan replied, bowing his head slightly. "Whatever the case, I might have to take you up on that."

He would. Definitely. Be prepared, Obi-Wan. You were stuck with him, now.

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