22:16

Loth-kitten
Ругаюсь. Непечатно. Фффанфикеры!..

“What if he is dead?”

“Then he is finally free," he said, handing Obi-Wan the hot cup.

"Thank you," His former student said quietly before taking a sip. Then he looked down at the space next to him, his eyes softening from a hard grey to a light blue. Qui-Gon’s gaze followed the length of the young man’s arm as he reached out with his free hand to tuck a stray wisp of blonde hair behind an ear.

Qui-Gon blinked, surprised that he had been awake for a good half an hour and had only just noticed that, including Obi-Wan, there were three extra people in his living space.

“You seem to have picked up another ‘pathetic lifeform’, Padawan,” Qui-Gon noted as he took a sip of his tea. Sprawled out along the rest of the couch, almost completely hidden by the Knight’s robe was young Anakin, who was sleeping soundly with a tiny Togruta child curled up next to him.

“Hmm?” the Knight questioned, looking up from the younglings.

“The Togruta?” he prompted, sitting down in the arm chair opposite the full couch.

“Oh, that’s Ahsoka… apparently she’s my Grand-Padawan,” Obi-Wan replied mildly.

The Jedi Master choked on his tea.


@темы: Those Lucas Heirs

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18.03.2017 в 13:53

Фффффлафф!..
(особенно про смерть и свободу, конечно)
18.03.2017 в 14:30

Loth-kitten
:sunny: Я так и знал.

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