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…
“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.”
In Which Obi-Wan Realizes That This Is Not A Dream
Ben Kenobi woke up.
It was still a novel sensation, even after three weeks. He had, perhaps naively, assumed that once he died, waking up would no longer be an option. It was a pleasure that he had not previously paid much attention to. He yawned contentedly, watching the first glimmers of the Coruscant sunrise light up his old room, and ran a hand through the old familiar spikes of the Padawan haircut. He pulled himself out of bed and silently went about getting ready for the day, smiling to himself at the sounds of Qui-Gon Jinn doing the same from the other side of their quarters.
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…
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.
It occurred to me this morning while I was having Star Wars thinks, that I don’t know what Yoda had hoped to accomplished by splitting up and going after Palps and Vader separately. It doesn’t… make sense?
Like, okay. So Vader marched on the Temple and killed everybody and that’s awful and he needs to account for it, but Palps sent him off to the middle of no where?? He was on/on his way to Mustafar, out of the way with no one but a few trade leaders in his way. That’s the best possible scenario for Yoda and Obi-Wan to rally what little they have to go after Palps. It would take Vader time to make a move that would threaten a sizable population again and given his state of mind at the time, he would have probably just chilled on Mustafar waiting orders after he killed the Sep leaders. Making his own decisions at that point would have forced him to actually look at what he was doing and clearly he was not so good at that at the time (or like… ever).
So who’s in the way for Yoda and Obi-Wan to take down Palps? Clone Troopers, which they’ve already proven adept at avoiding if needed, and…?? Probably the law at some point, but in that moment nothing else. Just Palps himself.
So Yoda’s arrogant enough that he can take this Sith Master on all by his lonesome, which is shamefully boastful. I mean… Obi-Wan Kenobi is The Guy for Sith hunting? He’s tangled with ALL the modern Sith. Yoda’s faced… his own fallen Padawan? Ventress once or twice? Literally anyone who’s ever dipped a toe in the Dark Side finds themselves trading barbs with Kenobi, why would you not bring him along with you? Even as just a charming sarcastic distraction, it makes sense to have Sith Lords Are Our Specialty Kenobi on hand for fighting the Boss Battle.
Also, Obi-Wan’s personality and traumatic personal history kind of groomed him for facing Sith? From what I’ve seen of the Sith, a lot of Sith power is based on two things – 1) Sneaky twisting and corruption and 2) Massive concussive onslaughts to basically Out Stamina The Enemy. Obi-Wan Kenobi has basically proven himself to be Uncorruptible in the face of True Evil and if there’s in ANYONE IN THE GALAXY WHO DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO GIVE UP IT’S OBI-WAN FUCKING KENOBI. Mentally Fighting to Keep his Memories at 13!Kenobi. I’ll Just Leave The Order To STOP CENTURIES LONG CIVIL WAR!Kenobi. Just Parenting My Master While He Grieves Himself Into A Fit Never Mind My Own Grief!Kenobi. Field Knighted!Kenobi. Raised The Chosen One To Faintly Resemble A Responsible Adult Without Strangling Him!Kenobi. Youngest Master On The Council!Kenobi. High General Looks Like Those Child Soldier Skills Came In Handy!Kenobi. Like…???!!!!! Yoda. YODA. WHERE. WAS. YOUR. BRAIN.
And say Yoda did kill Palps on his own. What was he going to do then? YODA killing Palps would just cement that speech that the Jedi were in a conspiracy to wrest power from the people. No one knows Yoda. I mean, they know who he is, but in that same way that you know that historical statue at that one major intersection in a city where you live? It’s there. To your mind, it’s always been there. Every once in a while someone will make some noise about it, but whatever, it doesn’t affect you in real life. No one’s going to take Yoda’s word that this was the best move.
But Obi-Wan? High General of the GAR who’s been running himself ragged and been seen doing it? The Negotiator? Dude what’s been on probably countless holonews snippets with his handsome human face (because lbr humano-centrism in the Core is a Thing)? Countless worlds remember this guy (many of them, this child) who saved their people or stopped civil war on their planet or ousted a dictator or caught an intergalactic criminal or stumbled upon the very solution to their economic problem while taking his Padawan camping, like????? If HE’S up there saying that the Chancellor had orchestrated the War and that he was a Dark Sider So Dark He Could Completely Fool Everyone, people would believe him. Not everyone, but enough. And once the Clones’ heads clear from Palps’ orders, you know that every single one of them will back that up. The Empire would fall before it could really take off.
And what would Vader do then? He might stay Dark and try to rally against his Betrayer, but Vader without Sidious? Without the Empire? He’s just another Sith, then. He’s just another baddie in a long, arduous line of baddies to be fought. And maybe not even that because Padme might not have gone after Vader without Obi-Wan’s prompting. She might not have been able to and gone into labour and had two healthy babies and would have been fine. Would Vader have been able to continue as Vader with Sidious dead and a healthy wife and children back on Coruscant?
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…
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.
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?”
I have been a Star Wars fan since I was in diapers. I remember watching A New Hope in awe of the power of the Death Star. I remember watching the Empire Strikes Back and having my world turned inside out by THAT revelation. I remember watching Return of the Jedi and crying when Vader died.
Does that make me a “real” Star Wars fan? No, none of that makes me a real Star Wars fan. You know what does?
The fact I love Star Wars does.
It doesn’t matter how you became a Star Wars fan, it doesn’t matter why you’re a Star Wars fan. It doesn’t matter if you saw the original trilogy first, the prequels first, or even the Force Awakens. Hell, maybe you caught a glance of The Clone Wars or Rebels on TV, that doesn’t matter.
If you love Star Wars, then I got news for you: YOU’RE A REAL STAR WARS FAN.
And don’t let any pretentious, entitled shit eating gate-keeper piece of trash tell you otherwise.