Life's Little Mysteries by Saraid
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tpm_flashbackTitle: Life's Little Mysteries
Authors: Saraid
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Q/O
Summary: Obi-Wan must take the lead on a critical mission while questioning the depth of his feelings toward his master.
Warnings: none
Author's e-mail/website: saraid@wf.net, http://www.squidge.org/~pumpkin/saraid/fiction.htm
Link to story:
http://www.masterapprentice.com/archive/l/lifes_little.html
http://www.squidge.org/~pumpkin/saraid/mysteries.htm
Reasons for recommending:
You have to wait a while for the money shot, but this story builds to a very satisfying conclusion. There is a lot detail of Obi-Wan trying to carry out his mission, but it's pertinent to the plot and it's nice to see him handling his Jedi duties competently and how you'd expect Obi-Wan to handle things. There's a twist, of sorts, but you're let in on it from early on. Of course, Obi-Wan is unusual and does the unpredictable, and even though the outcome is pretty much a foregone conclusion it's very satisfying seeing him get there. Oh yeah, and Mace gets called a Slabobian bowl worm. :)
Quote from story:
The distortion wave was designed to discourage any super-curious padawans from investigating the tower, which housed the control room, visiting Council members, and any others witnessing the Test. It was also the main hub for the war design group, responsible for all of the booby-traps, bodies, and general destruction that filled what was essentially a very large stage. The Test was really just a play to them. An ongoing drama spiced by the addition of each new padawan.
"I suppose he's sitting at the base, head in hands, pouting." Holding out the rough-cut wooden mug, Mace smiled. With a twitch of eyebrow, Qui-Gon accepted the mug, and drank deeply of the spicy, comforting brew.
"Obi-Wan does not pout," he said between sips.
"Brooding," Mace offered, watching him drink.
Qui-Gon debated draining the mug, but decided that would be a poor thank you for the sharing. "He does not brood." After a last sip, carefully savored, he handed back the mug half full.
"He's perfect, then."
"Except for the fact that he seems at peace with the thought of my death-yes."
Authors: Saraid
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Q/O
Summary: Obi-Wan must take the lead on a critical mission while questioning the depth of his feelings toward his master.
Warnings: none
Author's e-mail/website: saraid@wf.net, http://www.squidge.org/~pumpkin/saraid/fiction.htm
Link to story:
http://www.masterapprentice.com/archive/l/lifes_little.html
http://www.squidge.org/~pumpkin/saraid/mysteries.htm
Reasons for recommending:
You have to wait a while for the money shot, but this story builds to a very satisfying conclusion. There is a lot detail of Obi-Wan trying to carry out his mission, but it's pertinent to the plot and it's nice to see him handling his Jedi duties competently and how you'd expect Obi-Wan to handle things. There's a twist, of sorts, but you're let in on it from early on. Of course, Obi-Wan is unusual and does the unpredictable, and even though the outcome is pretty much a foregone conclusion it's very satisfying seeing him get there. Oh yeah, and Mace gets called a Slabobian bowl worm. :)
Quote from story:
The distortion wave was designed to discourage any super-curious padawans from investigating the tower, which housed the control room, visiting Council members, and any others witnessing the Test. It was also the main hub for the war design group, responsible for all of the booby-traps, bodies, and general destruction that filled what was essentially a very large stage. The Test was really just a play to them. An ongoing drama spiced by the addition of each new padawan.
"I suppose he's sitting at the base, head in hands, pouting." Holding out the rough-cut wooden mug, Mace smiled. With a twitch of eyebrow, Qui-Gon accepted the mug, and drank deeply of the spicy, comforting brew.
"Obi-Wan does not pout," he said between sips.
"Brooding," Mace offered, watching him drink.
Qui-Gon debated draining the mug, but decided that would be a poor thank you for the sharing. "He does not brood." After a last sip, carefully savored, he handed back the mug half full.
"He's perfect, then."
"Except for the fact that he seems at peace with the thought of my death-yes."
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