We've seen a lot of poor Obi-Wan in horrible situations, so why not Obi-Wa kicking some bad guys in the behind? Like, Mace and Yoda to the rescue, but when they arrive, Dooku has been knock unconscious, the Separatist leaders are locked in a closet and Obi-Wan is slicing their computers and very surprised to see his fellow Masters?
“Oh…hello.” Obi-Wan blinked at them from the computer consoles, glancing between Anakin, Kit, Ahsoka and the clone troopers behind them. “Ah, are you here to pick me up?” He questioned hopefully as he continued typing away at the console.
“Um, we…we’re the rescue mission Obi-Wan.” Anakin slowly stepped into the room while shutting his lightsaber down and glanced about, taking note of the droids scattered around the room, clearly lightsaber torn apart and the lack of flesh and living captors.
“Oh? That’s nice. I was about to slice into a ship and leave on my own once I had the hacked information with me. But having a ship ready to go is just as nice.” Obi-Wan offered almost cheerfully as Ahsoka made her way over to the copper haired Master. “Hello Ahsoka.” He gave her a short smile.
“Hey Master Obi-Wan. You okay?” She peered up at him then glanced around. “Where are the CIS leaders?”
“Oh, I tied them up and locked them in the fresher.” Obi-Wan mumbled, gesturing towards the room in question with a negligent wave before humming. “I guess we could take them with us now that you’re all here. I just wasn’t sure about my ability to keep them subdued on a stolen ship so I just tied them up and shoved them in there.”
Ahsoka blinked before moving towards the fresher with a few troopers.
“…Okay, time out, I know that you were subdued, you were unconscious and-” Anakin kicked a collar on the ground. “Had this on you, which I can tell is a Force suppressor. Mind telling me what in all Force name has been going on?”
“Yes, I would also quite enjoy an explanation…as would the rest of the Council.” Kit raised his brows at the redhead.
“A explanation?” Obi-Wan questioned absently, giving a little snigger when the CIS commanders fell out of the fresher when the door opened. “Simple, I got them distracted, had the collar removed and slammed them a bit around. Easy piecy.” He hummed and then pulled the information chip out of the computer, wiggling it at them as he turned around. “And now we have a few troop movements and some personally logged Dooku conversations to take with us back.”
Anakin grunted then stepped over to him, placing his hands on the shorter mans shoulders. “Obi-Wan, for Force sake, I came here thinking we’d find you in a puddle of blood or something worse. What happened?” He questioned seriously.
Obi-Wan tilted his head then chuckled. “I am a Jedi Master Anakin.” He teased lightly before stepping away from the hands. “And sometimes I can use my wiley charms to…intrigue and get out of certain situations.”
“You mean to say you flirted your way out of that collar.” Anakin snorted.
“Noooo…well perhaps.” Obi-Wan grinned him and nodded to captain Rex.
“Commander is going to be happy to know you’re alright sir.” The captain offered, smirking a bit.
“I imagine he’s quite unhappy with me.” Obi-Wan sighed. “Oh well, at least its just Cody…who… will follow me around. Hmmm…” Obi-Wan ran his fingers over his beard.
“Obi-Waaaan.” Anakin offered in an annoyed tone.
“Oh yes fine, I flirted my way out of the collar.” Obi-Wan shrugged. “Then I moved onto aggressive negotation as Senator Amidala would say. And got rid of the cuffs, a few droids, made my dear captors pass out and went to slice into their computers.” Obi-Wan smirked at him.
“…Remind me not to come for your rescue anymore Obi-Wan.” The blond rolled his eyes before grinning back at him.
“Awww you love me Anakin.” Obi-Wan teased as he followed them out of the rooms. “Now, lets get to the ships and find some tea, I’m dying for a nice red.”