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Title: Noumena
Author: Writestuff & Moonshine
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Q/O
Warnings: None

Author's e-mail: writestufflee@mindspring.com moonshine71@juno.com
Link to story: NOTE - PDF: http://home.mindspring.com/~writestufflee/Images/Noumena.pdf (You can email Writestuff for a text version. The PDF version is a pain to read online.)

Reasons for recommending: This is a tremendously good hurt/comfort fic, with lots of layers that are slowly pulled back, through flashbacks and correspondence and current crises, to reveal the origins of Obi-Wan's trauma which are both complex and simple. The chararacterizations are lovely: Despite being almost overwhelmed by his pain and his certainty that he has lost everything, Obi-Wan remains strong and behaves as I feel a Jedi would -- this is no weepy adolescent, despite his occasional tears. Qui-Gon also, despite hurting for his lover and himself, is Jedi to the core. The descriptions near the end of how Obi-Wan perceives both the Unifying and Living Force are simply magnificent. This is a story of love, learning, and redemption, and it works on many different levels.

Quote from story:

“I remember the three of us splitting up, returning to the ship, my Master to draw the pursuers off as we made our way back to the docking bays.” Obi-Wan paused and breathed deeply, as though preparing for a deep dive. He continued, but his voice faded with each word. “We were near the river . . . I remember being wet. Cold water. There was blaster fire. I couldn’t—” Obi-Wan’s voice faltered. “I should have—” For a moment his voice failed him, then Obi-Wan choked, “It’s my fault!”

Qui-Gon was as startled as anyone else when his padawan slid to his knees and smacked his head against the stone floor in gross parody of a ritual bow of contrition. Instead of a graceful obeisance, Obi-Wan’s movements were like two huge ships in deep space smashing inexorably and majestically into one another, Duty and Failure colliding. His shields disintegrated at the same time and Qui-Gon—and the rest of the Council—were hit with a poisonous flood of guilt and self-loathing. Worst of all, he could do nothing. It was his padawan’s choice to make such a gesture and he would not willing detract from it.

“Forgive me, my Masters,” Obi-Wan choked, shaking, hands flat on the floor before him. “I have failed in my duties.”

“Failed how, Padawan?” Mace said not unkindly, glancing up at Qui-Gon with guarded concern.

“I let—I couldn’t—Oh gods. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. . . .” The words turned into a high, unintelligible keening, a terrible cross between a sob and a howl. His masters watched in horror as Obi-Wan began to rock on his knees, forehead banging hard into the cold stone over and over before Qui-Gon could stop him.

Date: 2005-07-22 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luce-flores.livejournal.com
It's been a while since this community was last updated and since I've been a reader/reviewer for some time now, I just thought it was a shame to let it die. Here is a rec that I haven't seen here yet.
I don't really know the proper layout for a rec, but here goes:

-'The Hunted' by Cassia & Siobhan
-It's not slash, so no warnings except two boxes of Kleenex (Angst, hurt/confort)
-Rated PG-13
-I'm reccing it because it has a very good plot and displays an endearing relationship between Qui and Obi that I think the movie misses. Their behaviour towards eachother is more father to son and Obi has a bad time of it (hurrah for the Obi Torture Squad), following his recovery with Qui. I loved the sweetness and the chases.

-Summary: When a mission goes awry, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are caught up in a churning swirl of events that leaves Obi-Wan to the mercy of a cruel and unbending society and forces Qui-Gon to make decisions that could effect both their lives forever. In trouble and unable to turn to the Temple for help, the pair must try to survive on their own and stay two steps ahead of pursuit in a galaxy that is suddenly full of predators as they find themselves having become. the Hunted.

Link to fic:


Scroll down until you find it :)

Hope you enjoy.

PS-SInce I'm not allowed to post on the main page I'm posting as a comment.

Date: 2005-09-11 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thbogzdd.livejournal.com
Wow. I just finished this fic on this rec. How amazing. Thanks for posting this here- otherwise I might not have ever read it.

Why don't you guys post more? This is the first recced story I've read but I have a feeling I'm going to be loving everything else.

Date: 2015-12-30 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thbogzdd.livejournal.com
I've been looking for Noumena lately. It seems that the PDF and the site are now offline and the fic has not been mirrored on AO3. Is there someone out there who can send me a copy?
Edited Date: 2015-12-30 04:50 am (UTC)

Date: 2015-12-30 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I googled and found this


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