I absolutely love your dimension jumping Obi-Wan! Could you maybe write a continuation where Obi-Wan lets slip he was a councilor in his own universe? For some reasons I always found Qui-Gon being shocked about it completely hilarious XD
“…If I didn’t know better…I’d say I was resting on my lumpy couch in the temple.” Obi-Wan murmured, effectively silencing the room. “But I do know better.” He took a deep breath and opened his eyes, finding half the room filled with council members, Anakin and Qui-Gon. He gingerly sat up and rubbed his face.
“I apologize, I had no idea I would…I haven’t had a panic attack like that in almost a long while.” He pressed his lips together.
“That is fine…master Kenobi.” Mace settled on, fingers stapled together as he watched the other from the second couch, Yoda and Adi Gallia on each side of him. “We are more disturbed by the image you…”
“Broadcasted?” Obi-Wan suggested dryly before making a low, surprised noise as Anakin held out a cup of tea for him. The redhead gave him a long look before accepting it, noting how different this Anakin felt to the one he had raised.
‘I guess Qui-Gon must have handled being a father figure better then I did.’ He smiled up at the blond before taking a small sip. 'And a better master.’
“Please, call me Obi-Wan, if for nothing else then my own comfort.” He added, looking to the Haruun.
“Its strange to see you like this.” Adi jumped in. “We all were there at your…this galaxy’s I mean, pyre.”
“I can only imagine its as strange for you all to see me as it is for me to see all of you alive. And younger. I can only assume that you are at the very beginning of the clone wars?” He looked at them all.
“Indeed. Started four months ago it did. Longer it went on for you?”
“Three years of continued battles, of death and pain until the temple was laid to waste by the sith lord.” Obi-Wan sighed. Yoda’s ears rose in surprise and his gaze sharpened. “Know you do, the identity of the sith?”
“Know I do.” Obi-Wan mimicked before giving Yoda a long look as the council murmured among themselves. “And I’ll tell you if you can keep your lighstaber in your belt and not run of on some insane one man war, he’s powerful and killing him in cold blood will only bring the public down on the Jedi.”
“Talk to me as you are you should not, great grandpadawan as you are.” Yoda huffed though there was a glimmer wetness in his eyes, as if this was something he had wanted and missed.
“No but as a fellow councilor I can.” Obi-Wan shot back.
Qui-Gon promptly choked on his tea and spat it out at Eeth Koth, who leaned back with a yelp, shock pinging through the Force.
Obi-Wan just threw his head back, a laugh bubbling out through his lips as if it came from the very bottom of his soul. “Oh I always wanted to see your reaction to THAT!” He grinned, sipping his cup.
“…I get the feeling you may have been worse on the high council then actually having Qui-Gon on it.” Mace grumbled, his very Force aura emitting his amusement that he couldn’t quite put a lid on.
“Only a bit. Though I got on the council during the clone wars.” He looked down, frowning a bit. “I never really got to see how it functioned outside the war I will admit.” He sighed. “But back to the Sith…” He hesitated and looked up at Anakin then to Yoda before returning his eyes to the young knight. “How close are you to the Supreme Councellor, Palpatine knight Skywalker?” He asked cautiously.
“I-Palpatine? He sometimes invites me to his office for talks? I’m usually to busy though.” Anakin was obviously surprised at the question. “…Wait, do you mean that-no, I mean he’s not a null that’s for sure but a sith?”
“Hard to see the Dark side is.” Obi-Wan murmured softly, his voice ominous. “He’s had years to twist the Force on Coruscant. Years to hide. I don’t know everything but I knew the end for my galaxy. And there is another thing. The clones…in my galaxy they turned on us too. One moment everything was fine, the next…there was no warning. And until that moment, until…order 66 went out, they had never been a danger towards us.” Obi-Wan stared at everyone.
“…This…this is a lot to take in.” Ki-Adi-Mundi murmured. “If this holds true for our galaxy…”
“I don’t know. I can’t be sure. I do know that until that moment where I was shot down by my own troops, nothing had been wrong, they weren’t dangerous to Jedi’s or malicious by nature.” Obi-Wan sighed. “I think there must have been some sort of compulsion, something that changed within them.” He shrugged.
“…Your own troops shot you down?” Qui-Gon had latched onto that.
“Yes. I barely survived the fall but I managed to make my way to Coruscant and the temple to meet up with Yoda. And that was the last Jedi I saw. And the last time I saw the temple.” Obi-Wan stared at his cup. “…I won’t say I’m healthy. I will accept the councils decision if it tells me I need to go to the mindhealers, especially considering what happened up there in the council chamber.”
“Good for you this universe will be, war we are in but calmer it is here, run you ragged we will not.” Yoda murmured. “Mindhealer I insist you go to if for nothing else then my peace of mind.”
“And mine Obi-Wan.” Qui-Gon added.
“But as it is, you’ll need somewhere to stay from now on.” Even Piell offered.
“If I may be so bold, perhaps Obi-Wan would like to stay with me. I do still have Anakin’s former padawan rooms and perhaps it would be wise not to be alone just yet?” Qui-Gon looked at Obi-Wan and the redhead thought that over. “I…that would actually be good. Not being alone.” He mused before looking at Anakin.
“Hey, you’re welcome to them.” Anakin gave a carefree grin. “I got my own place once I was knighted., just down the hall actually.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “Its clean as far as I know.” He nodded to the room Obi-Wan knew was the padawan rooms. “If you don’t mind the lack of space…”
“A nice bed, a place to call my own and safety is all I need. I know what its like to be alone in the galaxy.” Obi-Wan smiled at him. “Very alone. It will nice to not be alone anymore.”