When you have that ‘Oh shit, this fic isn’t gonna be a one-shot’ moment.
“How did you learn to fight like that?”
Obi-Wan shrugged one shoulder, looking toward the ceiling as if the discussion was beginning to bore him.
“When you grow up amongst slaves and bounty hunters, you tend to learn a few things.”
“How did you know that I’m a Jedi?” Qui-Gon continued.
Obi-Wan chuckled at that, dipping the cloth into the basin before bringing it to the gash on Qui-Gon’s chin. “You all always look at me the same way, like I’m some pathetic creature in dire need of rescuing,” he said, pressing against the wound just hard enough to make Qui-Gon wince. “Also, Ilar was a rat. Everyone knew it. It was a suicide run on his part, and you were simply brought along for the ride. You were karked right from the start, Qui-Gon Jinn.”
Qui-Gon shut his eyes and exhaled slowly through his nose. He wasn’t even surprised.
“That saves me the trouble of introducing myself, at least,” he said, at length.
That earned him a raised eyebrow when he opened his eyes again. “We do need to know who we’re selling back to the Republic,” Obi-Wan said, reasonably. “You’re quite popular, did you know that? There are some willing to match the Republic just for a chance to have you all to themselves.”
Qui-Gon doesn’t need to guess who that must be. A part of him knows on instinct, like breathing. Xanatos.
pure imagination - fiona apple //old mary - the dead weather // world’s northernmost flower - tesslesstess //hollow - cloudeater //marrow - st. vincent //winking blinking eye - ma worm //oceania - björk //i feel fantastic - unknown // saltkin - purity ring //hallo telataael - tesslesstess //cop graveyard - teen suicide //night on bald mountain - dead rose symphony //the black goat of the woods - unknown//i’ve plummed this whole neighborhood - nurse with wound
neighbour - mother mother // breezeblocks - alt-J // pity party - melanie martinez // twelve feet deep - the front bottoms // ghosting - mother mother // cry for judas - the mountain goats // bpd - ilya // hollow - CLOUDEATER // sleep - flatsound // car radio - twenty one pilots // plain sailing weather - frank turner // help i’m alive - metric // where is my mind - the pixies // hate me - blue october // afraid - the neighbourhood // flashlight - the front bottoms // illusion - VNV nation // here comes the anxiety - the wombats // snuff - slipknot // migraine - twenty one pilots // i always thought i would be okay - hotel books // disappointed - the frames // post party depression - days n daze // haunted (x3) - teen suicide