listen I love those ‘imagine Padmé giving birth during the Clone Wars aus’ but instead of the Jedi Council just being okay with it for no real logical reason other than 'we need general Skywalker because he’s the chosen one’ please imagine Padmé and Anakin still trying to keep their relationship a secret even when it starts getting ridiculous.
Obi-Wan: Anakin why do Senator Amidala’s children look like you?
Anakin: The Force is my father so maybe it bullshitted them some genes too.
Mace: Anakin why did you move into Senator Amidala’s home?
Anakin: What? She needed help raising the twins. I’m just being helpful.
Rex: Umm General Skywalker? Why is there a baby strapped to your chest?
Anakin: Luke is sick and Senator Amidala didn’t want Leia to catch it. I’m babysitting.
Ahsoka: Master, we’re on a mission. Why are we stopping to buy toys for the Senator’s children?
Anakin: Listen Ahsoka, Luke and Leia will love this.
Everyone who knows Anakin and Padmé: Look Anakin, we know you’re the father.
Anakin: *snuggled up to Padmé and they both have a sleeping baby in their arms* I have no idea what you’re talking about.
So, I’m going through the Deception Arc and I completely forgot about THIS SCENE.
Holy. Crap. Holy crap. Y’all. I completely forgot Anakin made Rex cover for him when he ran off to catch/kill Hardeen!Obi-Wan.
And Rex? He does NOTsound happy about it. But what other choice does he have? Anakin put him in this impossible situation; either betray his general or refuse to cooperate with the Jedi-freaking-Council.
Rex is only spared because Palpatine swoops in to explain the situation.
That’s when I realized the significance of the troopers in the background. They’re 501st.
Let me repeat that. The 501st is protecting the Chancellor. Not the Coruscant Guard, whose exact job description is to protect the Senate and Chancellor. Yes, Palpatine is under threat of being kidnapped for like the 5th time that month probably, but still. That’s kind of par for the course.
Doesn’t anyone on the Council find it unusual that a specific division headed under one Jedi is protecting the Chancellor? Like, maybe Anakin assigned the 501st to Palpatine because Obi-Wan just “died” and Anakin doesn’t want to take the chance he’ll loose another mentor/friend? Doesn’t that raise any “forbidden attachment” flags? Or has the Council completely turned the other cheek at this point?
And then the communication ends with this, and I can’t tell you how much it creeps me out. Like. Again. Why is Rex all of a sudden Palp’s personal bodyguard? The Council isn’t at all concerned by this? Rex is second-in-command of the 501st, not military police.
(I love how Palpatine makes it sound like escorting him home is an option, like he doesn’t know damn well that Anakin ordered Rex to stay with him at all times.)
Anakin, what are you doing? Oh, right, this. Literally seconds before Windu calls Rex.
Right in front of his Padawan too.
Considering how messed up this arc already was, I’m shocked it somehow got even worse. I knew Anakin was devastated, but the 501st thing really hit me. Anakin clearly needed help, emotional support, something, and the Council was too busy putting Obi-Wan through the wringer to stop and think of the consequences of their actions.
The only person who spends a good amount of time with Anakin after Obi-Wan’s “death” is a teenager who isn’t emotionally equipped to deal with his grief and anger, because she’s never really had that support herself. Even after Anakin is told Obi-Wan is alive, he has this simmering rage just beneath the surface, and Ahsoka has no idea how to help him.
So, we get our first little taste of Vader/Emperor/501st Legion all in one arc, and I am not okay.
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!
“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.”
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.
[in front of a broken coffee maker] Who broke it?
I’m not mad, I just wanna know.
…I did. I broke i-
No, no you didn’t. Anakin?
Don’t look at ME…look at Obi Wan.
What? I didn’t break it.
Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?
Because it’s sitting right in front of us…and it’s broken.
No, it’s not!
If it matters, probably not, but Ahsoka was the last one to use it…
Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles, everyone knows that, CODY.
No, no, let’s not fight. I broke it, Mace, let me pay for it.
NO. Who broke it?
…Mace? Senator Amidala’s been awfully quiet-
[later, as everyone’s fighting]
I broke it. It burned my hand, so I crushed it with the Force. I predict in ten minutes they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here
After his vision of a possible
future, Qui-Gon Jinn insists that he be allowed to train Obi-Wan
Kenobi, in spite of Ahsoka Tano and Obi-Wan’s protests. When Masters
Windu and Yoda are unable to find a solution to the problem, Qui-Gon and
Ahsoka agree to duel for the privilege of training the young Initiate.
Fortunately for Obi-Wan, Ahsoka is the superior duelist that day…
As soon as the duel was decided in Ahsoka’s favor Obi-Wan jumped up and ran over to his master, immediately fretting over the tortured claw her hand was frozen in. “Master, we have to get you to the healers!”
Ahsoka let out a soft, exhausted laugh and shook her head, taking her left hand and slowly, carefully, with a great deal more skill than Master Yoda or Windu expected of her, sent the Force running down her arm. The cool electricity soothed her agitated nerves, inflamed muscles and ligaments: it hurt like a blaster bolt to bare skin but it was much easier to use the Force like this in the Temple than when she was on the run from the Empire.
Everything seemed easier here.
With a relieved sigh, Ahsoka relaxed her hand and stretched it out, glad to see there was no serious damage done. Then she dropped down to one knee in front of Obi-Wan and beamed up at him. “See? I told you to trust me.”
“I did, Master. I knew you would win.” Obi-Wan’s eyes shone with such radiant joy and relief that Ahsoka couldn’t resist and she pulled him in for a good, long hug. He happily submitted to her, his arms wrapped tight around her shoulders as Masters Yoda and Windu walked over to quietly speak with Qui-Gon, who was watching the two with a mixture of suspicion and a touch of regret.
“So… do you still want to be my Padawan?” Ahsoka teased, reaching out to ruffle Obi-Wan’s thick hair. “Or have you changed your mind?”
Obi-Wan shook his head, his eyes bright. “Never. Can we go to the Council now?”
Ahsoka chuckled at that, nodding. “Yes. I think we can go to the Council now.”
“Good!” He took a step back, thrilled, as Ahsoka stood up. She held out her hand, called her other saber to her, and returned both to her belt as she asked Obi-Wan to bring her cloak and Qui-Gon’s from the benches.
The Force exploded with spines but a single arch of her brow immediately quelled Obi-Wan’s churlish reaction and he nodded silently as he trotted back to them. Ahsoka knew she may have won the battle with Qui-Gon and claimed Obi-Wan as her Padawan but that didn’t give her or Obi-Wan the right to gloat about it or to rub it the Jedi Master’s face.
Yes, Qui-Gon had behaved abominably towards Obi-Wan and yes, he had continued that trend in the lead-up to the duel, but he had yielded and it wouldn’t do to rub his nose in his loss. They couldn’t afford to make an enemy of Qui-Gon Jinn, especially when their only friends seemed to consist of Masters Windu, Yoda and Padawan Quinlan Vos.
Ahsoka had no way of knowing how much she had changed the course of the future and it made sense to proceed forward with an abundance of caution. She just hoped she would be able to live up to the examples set by Masters Obi-Wan and Plo Koon if not Anakin.
Obi-Wan shuffled back over to Ahsoka’s side, nearly drowning in heavy robes. “These weigh as much as a gundark.”
“And how would you know what a gundark weighs?” Ahsoka teased, taking her robe from Obi-Wan and pulling it on, although she did agree that the robe was perhaps heavier than she would have liked. “Thank you, Padawan Kenobi. Now let’s make our goodbyes and then we will go to the Council.”
Obi-Wan visibly brightened at being called “Padawan” and he grinned up at Ahsoka. As much as he wanted to drop Qui-Gon’s robes on the floor and march out of the training room with Master Ahsoka at his side, he had to grudgingly admit that she was right.
And hearing Ahsoka call him “Padawan”? That made it all worthwhile.
a small selection of my reactions to slingshot from last night. guys, i really did enjoy this miniseries- there wasn’t a whole lot to it story wise but that’s perfectly understandable since it was less than a half hour of content.
elena wasn’t there to put up with anyone’s shit and i love that about her.
i LOVED getting to see yoyo interact more with the team, and i especially loved may and daisy having her back. THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL. all in all, a nice little thing with only a few eyerolling worthy moments to keep us entertained over hiatus.