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Tano and Kenobi: Curiosity

Previously on Tano and Kenobi…

Two years into a successful apprenticeship with Jedi Knight Ahsoka Tano, Padawan Learner Obi-Wan Kenobi is filled with both excitement and anxiety at promise of his very first mission with his master. But before they jet off to Raxus on the Outer Rim, Obi-Wan needs to do some researching in the Jedi Archives.

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The sun had set by the time Ahsoka and Obi-Wan arrived back at the Jedi Temple, the five spires lit up as a beacon to one and all, the great seat of light and hope in the galaxy.

This was the home of the Jedi.

This was the heart of the Order.

Obi-Wan had exhausted his questions about their upcoming assignment and was trailing after Ahsoka, observing the people on the streets as they passed them. The Temple District was quieter than the Senate District but there was always something to see. Sentients from every corner of the galaxy could be found in the district, from academics and scholars who wanted to do research on the Jedi and their history to those who came seeking a chance to work within the Temple grounds to those who simply saw the Temple as a tourist spot, a place one simply had to see when they got a chance to visit Coruscant.

Security at the Temple during Ahsoka’s childhood had been far more rigorous than it was now. She was still surprised to see the occasional tour group put together by a senatorial friend of the High Council or a wide-eyed clutch of invited sentients following after whatever Jedi Master had been roped into giving the tour this time. Ahsoka had once tagged along with one of these groups during her first year back in the past, following Master Diaz and a crop of new senators from the Mid Rim through the halls as she tried to re-learn where everything was supposed to be.

“Master?” Obi-Wan’s voice broke into Ahsoka’s thoughts as they entered the Temple. “Master? I… may I confess something?”

They had just passed through the massive main entrance of the Temple, moving past the towering bronzium statues that represented great masters from the ancient days of the Order. Ahsoka glanced at Obi-Wan and nodded, gesturing for him to follow her over to a private corner.

Safely tucked away where no one could hear them, Ahsoka turned to her padawan. “What is it, Obi-Wan? Is something wrong?”

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May I Present Master Jinn?

Previously on Tano and Kenobi…

Ahsoka Tano stood before the Jedi Order and pleaded her case. In spite of suspicion and doubt cast on her by none other that Masters Ki-Adi-Mundi and Sifo Dyas, Grand Master Yoda managed to convince the Council to accept Ahsoka back into the fold. Finally, Ahsoka Tano has become a Jedi Knight and now it’s time for the real work to get started…

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The Jedi Council broke up for lunch after meeting with Ahsoka as some gave her suspicious looks but a few came over to personally welcome her.

“I am always happy to see a fellow Togruta join our Order,” Shaak Ti smiled, reaching out to touch Ahsoka’s shoulder.

Ahsoka nodded her thanks in return. “It’s good to be back, Master Ti,” she said, surprised at such a warm welcome. “I was gone for far too long.”

“Grief can cloud our judgement,” Shaak Ti agreed, squeezing her shoulder before she took her leave.

Yoda hummed thoughtfully as he stood at Ahsoka’s side. “Wise and kind, Master Ti is. Know her, do you?”

Ahsoka’s expression was wry and amused as she glanced down at Yoda. “Yes. I looked up to her when I was a padawan.”

Chuckling to himself, Yoda gestured for Ahsoka to follow him out of the Council Room. “Come, come! Test your navigation skills, I will. Find the great hall and lunch, we shall.”

“Knight Tano!” a voice filtered through a rebreather called out, and Ahsoka froze, her heart clenched tight in her chest.

Master Plo!

Turning around, Ahsoka tried to control her emotions, to tamp down on her overwhelming joy at seeing one of her favorite Jedi alive again. It had been difficult to hold back the tears before the meeting but now that he was walking towards her, now that she was older and taller than the last time she saw him, all the years apart hit her at once and it took all her control to stay standing.

“Master Plo Koon,” Ahsoka said, bowing and hoping she didn’t sound as emotional as she felt. “My master spoke very highly of you.”

“How unfortunate I was never able to meet this… Master Skywalker,” Plo Koon said, running his finger under his chin. “Forgive me for asking a personal question but, have we met before? I sensed a connection that has surprised me.”

Ahsoka swallowed and shook her head. “No. I don’t believe we have.”

Well, not yet anyway, Master Plo.

“How strange,” the Kel Dor Jedi murmured, glancing down at Master Yoda, whose ears perked cheerfully. “The Force was quite insistent. I suppose I must meditate on this further.”

“A good idea, that is, Master Plo,” Yoda commented, clicking his staff on the floor for emphasis. “Your guidance, I sense Knight Tano will need.”

“Of course,” Master Plo nodded to the Grand Master. “If I can be of help in anyway, please do not hesitate to ask, Knight Tano.”

“Th-thank you, Master Plo,” Ahsoka managed to get out without bursting into tears or throwing her arms around the Jedi Master. She watched him depart and then turned back to Yoda. “To the dining hall?”

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I loved this moment for clearly being about Leia using the Force without having any idea of what it was, it struck the right balance between that she clearly has it, while also still believable that she wouldn’t recognize it for what it is, even knowing that the Force exists.  (The Empire’s erasure and oppression of information about it helps with her not recognizing it, too.)

But even more interesting is the level of which she can/can’t use it, as far as we see.  Luke also never realizes he has the Force, Rey never realizes she has the Force, even Anakin Skywalker never realizes he has the Force, the most they can do are things like this–they just know some things, they feel like they can connect to their surroundings, they just feel certain things, they know something a split second before it happens, so they’re already in motion, making it look like extremely good reflexes.

Untrained Force Sensitives seem like they can go their whole lives without recognizing what they are, other than that they’re possibly just a little different. If even ANAKIN wasn’t recognized, when Force users were still known in the galaxy on a wide scale and openly talked about, until an actual Jedi saw him, it makes me think, yeah, this is about the limits of what you can do when you’re untrained.

Partially trained is a different story all together, though, I would imagine!  And who knows how it would be affected if a child grew up around other Force Sensitives who used the Force, even if they themselves were never directly trained–but I’d probably lump that in with “partially trained”, just because they’d feel what that other person is doing in the Force.

I do really like those stories about how Ahsoka trained bb!Leia to shield herself, to hide in the Force, to not use her powers, I enjoy fics where Shmi always smoothed over any signs of Anakin’s talents because she was deeply afraid he would be taken away–I don’t want to stop reading either of those!  But in canon I suspect that even the most purely raw power doesn’t amount to much in the way of it manifesting (besides just knowing and feeling things, that something inside you is missing, but not like levitating things in mid-air) without some active exposure to training in using the Force.

Let’s Make a Deal

Previously on “Tano and Kenobi”…

Ahsoka Tano and Senior Initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi sat down to have tea with Grand Master Yoda. Obi-Wan fears he’s running out of time to be chosen as a Padawan Learner and Ahsoka is starting to realize that maybe, just maybe, she’s not having a Force vision after all…

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“Discuss your sudden appearance, the Council will. Rest now, I think. Troubled you are and quiet you need.”

Yoda left Ahsoka at the door of an empty apartment with a southern view of Coruscant, promising her that food would be brought to her room and that no one else would bother her that evening.

She had to admit she was thankful for the peace and quiet.

Once the door closed, blocking out the achingly familiar sights and sounds of the old Temple, Ahsoka walked over to a small meditation cushion that faced the window. She sat down with an exhausted sigh, slipping her feet out of her boots and pulling them up onto the round cushion. She gazed out the window, picking familiar landmarks and taking note of buildings that were missing or places where there shouldn’t be any buildings and yet there were.

Ahsoka shook her head. “This doesn’t make any sense! It’s not possible to time travel! This must be a vision! It has to be!”

But what if it’s not?

Ahsoka’s mind whirled with the possibility that she wasn’t experiencing a vision, that this was all real somehow. What did that mean? Could she get back to her future? What happened if she changed the past? Had she already changed the past?

And if she had already changed the past, what would the future look like if she managed to return to it?

“Okay, there’s no reason to panic,” Ahsoka said to the open air. “Master always said the Force works in mysterious ways and this…”

She looked around the quiet apartment and exhaled a long breath. “This is pretty mysterious.”

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Tano and Kenobi: Before the Council

Previously on Tano and Kenobi…

Ahsoka learned that Obi-Wan’s time at the Temple is coming to an end while Obi-Wan volunteers to help Ahsoka get her bearings straight while the Temple is being renovated. After some deep thoughts in the Room of a Thousand Fountains, Ahsoka is summoned before the Jedi Council…

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Ahsoka and Obi-Wan stood before the doors of the Council room, frowning at the grey-and-silver accented doors emblazoned with the symbol of the Jedi Order. There had been no symbol on the door when Ahsoka had been a Padawan and she wondered about that, if it had simply faded away or something had happened to cause the Council to replace the doors by her time. She didn’t know why the odd detail struck her as meaningful, but there it was.

“Have you ever stood in front of the Council, Obi-Wan?” Ahsoka asked, looking down at the young initiate.

Obi-Wan frowned and looked down at his hands. “Uhm… Well… not recently?”

Ahsoka almost let out a gasp of shock and dismay when she felt the guilt and shame suffusing the boy through the Force and she held it in. Clearly whatever had brought young Obi-Wan before the Council was an act he regretted and he had no doubt already severely castigated himself for it.

She smiled at him and put a hand on his shoulder. “You know… The last time I stood in front of the Council, my Master was with me. This might be one of the first times I’ve faced the Council by myself.”

Obi-Wan looked up at Ahsoka, his blue eyes round with surprise. “Truly, Master Ahsoka? Even when you received your mission orders?”

Ahsoka chuckled. “That was a bit more discreet than this.”

Wow. Is this how I’m going to spend the rest of my life? Finding clever ways to tell a half truth?

“Knight Tano?” A female Nikto Jedi walked over to the duo, checking her datapad. “And… who are you?”

“This is my escort,” Ahsoka explained, putting a hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “Senior Initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi. He’s helping me reacquaint myself with the Temple layout.”

The Nikto Jedi tilted her head to the side, as if she was trying to decide whether or not she was going to say anything about the young boy’s presence. She checked off something before gesturing to the door. “The Council will see you now. Initiate Kenobi, you can return to your dorms if you do not currently have a class to attend.”

“Yes, Master,” Obi-Wan murmured as the doors started to slide open. “I… I will be attending my saber lessons after lunch, Master Ahsoka. Please comm me if you need me.”

Ahsoka nodded with a smile. “Don’t forget! We’ve got an hour of jar’kai practice today!”

It almost broke Ahsoka’s heart to see the brief flash of Obi-Wan’s excitement and joy before he managed to hide it behind a passable attempt at Master Obi-Wan’s famous Negotiator’s face. She was starting to understand where he had first learned the rules of hiding one’s feelings and she wasn’t sure how she felt about Obi-Wan learning those cold lessons in the bosom of the Jedi Order.

This place was supposed to be their home, the Order was supposed to be their family. This wasn’t how you treated family.

Ahsoka turned to face the doors that had fully opened, straightened her shoulders and held her head high, walking back into the same room she had been dismissed from the Jedi Order in seventeen years ago.

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Tano and Kenobi: Neglected

Previously on Tano and Kenobi…

Ahsoka Tano’s attempts to seek clarity on her problem lead her into a deep meditation while Senior Initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi makes a bargain with Master Tano to get some extra training.

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For Obi-Wan Kenobi the next morning dawned bright and cheerful, in spite of the rainy and grey weather outside the Temple, because he had a job to do that was exciting and most importantly, would keep him far too busy to worry about which new Jedi Knight or master was going to turn him down that day. He leapt out of bed, hurried to the refresher stalls to shower and brush his hair into place before he yanked on his robes, belt, and boots and hurried out of the Initiate dormitories and in the direction of the wing where the Knights lived.

He got more than his fair share of scolding and sharp words as he ran past early rising masters, a few knights who were coming back late, and a few irate cleaning droids. The turbolift ride seemed to take forever and Obi-Wan reminded himself that an excess of positive emotions was just as bad as negative and that he wanted to be on his best behavior for Master Ahsoka.

When the lift doors opened with a ping, Obi-Wan stepped out into the hallway that led to Ahsoka’s room, his posture perfect and his face a mask of serenity. His heart was pounding in his chest but as far as anyone else could see, he was the very model of a perfectly well-behaved Senior Initiate.

Not that it did him any good when Master Ahsoka failed to answer the door, even after his third ring and a very loud shout of “Master Ahsoka?”

Obi-Wan swallowed nervously and looked up and down the hallway, suddenly very worried he had the wrong time, or the wrong room or perhaps he really had imagined the previous day’s activities in some kind of anxiety-induced delirium. He chewed on a thumbnail, trying to drum up the courage necessary to enter into Ahsoka’s room with the emergency override code.

What if she’s still sleeping? Are Togrutas heavy sleepers?

What if she’s already been assigned a new mission and the Council has sent her away?

All of these fears swirled through Obi-Wan as he gazed up at the taupe and silver door, completely oblivious to the cloud of affectionate mischief sneaking up behind him.

“Guess who?” Ahsoka teased as she grabbed Obi-Wan and covered his eyes with her hands. “You get three tries and the first two don’t count.”

The palpable sense of relief radiating out of Obi-Wan almost made Ahsoka feel bad for sneaking up on him but it was gone almost as fast as she sensed it, replaced by such bemused affront she couldn’t help laughing.

“I know it is you, Master Ahsoka,” Obi-Wan harrumphed, turning around to give her a good and proper glare before his relief and happiness won out. “Have you already eaten breakfast?”

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Senior Initiate Kenobi

Hello There! I just wanted to thank everyone for their overwhelming response to my first little bit fun with Ahsoka and Tiny BB! Obi-Wan. (That is totally his name now and no one will convince me otherwise.) I am so, so humbled by all of the lovely comments and tags and reblogs you’ve given me and I cannot thank you all enough!

And now, we return to our previously scheduled Adventures of Ahsoka and Obi-Wan!

And if you have no idea what I’m talking about Part One is right here! And you can find Part Three here!

Was Ahsoka losing her mind?

“I’m sorry. What did you say your name was?” she sputtered in shock.

If it was possible, the boy in front of her looked even more crestfallen than before, his blue eyes darting off to the side as he hunched his shoulders defensively and bowed his head. “My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

Yes. Ahsoka decided she was losing her mind.

Or maybe this a dream? Or a Force vision? Yes! Let’s go with Force vision. But what is the Force trying to tell me?

And why did this tiny version of Master Obi-Wan look so terribly depressed?

“It’s nice to meet you, Obi-Wan,” Ahsoka finally said, returning his bow with one of her own. “Where were you headed in such a rush?”

Obi-Wan seemed startled at her kind words and looked up at her, his wide blue-grey eyes doing that squinting thing Master Obi-Wan’s did whenever Anakin was trying to pull a fast one over him. It was almost comical coming from a child half her age.

Comical and heartbreakingly familiar.

“I was on my way to saber practice with Master Drallig,” Obi-Wan sighed, apparently deciding that Ahsoka was to be trusted. “I’m afraid I shall be late now. Master Drallig will be most displeased with me.”

Saber practice? With Master Drallig? Then that meant…

This is the Temple. I’m in the Temple. On Coruscant. This is a vision of the past. Of Obi-Wan’s past.

But why was the Force showing her this?

“Why don’t I go with you and explain it to him?” Ahsoka offered, a smile on her face. “If it hadn’t been for me, I’m sure you would have been right on time, right?”

Obi-Wan bit his lip and looked off to the side, his hands clasped behind his back as he rocked on his heels. “Ah… well, to be perfectly honest, Master Ahsoka, I am already tardy for my instructions.”

“How late are you?” Ahsoka asked, incapable of believing that Obi-Wan Kenobi could be late to anything, let alone to a class on lightsaber instruction. Anakin, yes, but Obi-Wan? Never!

Obi-Wan frowned. “Class started fifteen minutes ago.”

“Fifteen minutes ago?” Ahsoka echoed, shocked. That did not sound like the Master Obi-Wan she knew. “Why are you already so late?”

And why do you still look so sad?

Pursing his lips, Obi-Wan managed to get out a pained but polite answer. “I was talking with Master Sinube and he can be a bit… loquacious. It would have been terribly rude of me to interrupt him! He is a very wise master and I… eh-hem. And now I am even more late, Master Ahsoka.”

Then Initiate Obi-Wan did the same thing that Master Obi-Wan did when it was clear he was done explaining himself: he pulled his hands from behind his back, set his chin, and nodded solemnly. When she had been younger it had been intimidating at first, then amusing and now, to see the origins of that little head nod on such a small boy, it was positively endearing.

“Well then at least let me go with you to explain my part in this whole mess,” Ahsoka smiled, a soft and affectionate laugh following her statement. “Where is the class being held?”

“In the Northern Solar Room,” Obi-Wan explained, marching forward and his head held high. “And thank you, Master Ahsoka, but you need not impugn your honor on my account. I, alone, am responsible for my actions. I chose to offend Master Drallig’s sense of punctuality and I should pay the price for it.”

Ahsoka shook her head, a feeling of warmth and affection for this tiny version of her master’s master suffusing the Force. “I think my honor can take the hit, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan looked back at her, one eyebrow arched in skepticism. He gave her a long look with those clear blue-grey eyes before he came a conclusion and shook his head. “As you wish, Master Ahsoka.”

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