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Extraordinarily Resilient by Cori Lannam
Title: Extraordinarily Resilient
Author: Cori Lannam
Rating: PG
Pairing: Q/O
Warnings: None whatsoever.
Author's e-mail, web site and/or LJ id: CoriLannam@aol.com; http://members.aol.com/CoriLannam/fanfiction.html;![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marzilla
Link to story: http://members.aol.com/CoriLannam/resilient.html
Reasons for recommending: I waffled over which of my two favorite Cori stories to put here -- this one or Theory of Flight (and I was positive someone had already recommended one of them, but I don't see either). I decided on this one purely because I love it -- I love her characterizations (not only of the boys but of the council as well); I love the fact that she didn't take the easy way out in the story; I love how she had them at each other's throats, almost, before... well, if you haven't read it, I won't spoil it. Suffice it to say that I found it to be one of those eminently satisfying fics where you come away with a smile, knowing all is well with the world.
Quote from story: Qui-Gon turned sharply. "What did you say?"
Obi-Wan looked at him with cool aplomb, save for the flash of heat deep in his eyes. "Typical. This is so typical."
"And what does that mean, precisely?"
Despite Qui-Gon's sternest look, Obi-Wan did not flinch. "It means that apparently asking for everything to go smoothly, just this once, on the second most important day of my life, is too much to ask. You can't just break the bond like every other Jedi Master for the last thousand generations. No, you have to be different."
The flash of hurt--Obi-Wan seemed eager enough to get rid of him--made Qui-Gon snap more sharply than he had meant to. "I handled two training bonds before you ever came along, and they both ended with great finality, I'll have you know."
Obi-Wan bit his lip and looked away, and Qui-Gon subsided, abruptly grateful that Obi-Wan had not chosen to pursue the subject of previous apprentices. The bonds had ended, certainly, but any proclamation of great success in them would not hold up to the determined scrutiny he knew Obi-Wan was capable of giving the matter--and probably already had. Qui-Gon's teaching history was no secret, especially not from his current, naturally inquisitive student.
Author: Cori Lannam
Rating: PG
Pairing: Q/O
Warnings: None whatsoever.
Author's e-mail, web site and/or LJ id: CoriLannam@aol.com; http://members.aol.com/CoriLannam/fanfiction.html;
marzillaLink to story: http://members.aol.com/CoriLannam/resilient.html
Reasons for recommending: I waffled over which of my two favorite Cori stories to put here -- this one or Theory of Flight (and I was positive someone had already recommended one of them, but I don't see either). I decided on this one purely because I love it -- I love her characterizations (not only of the boys but of the council as well); I love the fact that she didn't take the easy way out in the story; I love how she had them at each other's throats, almost, before... well, if you haven't read it, I won't spoil it. Suffice it to say that I found it to be one of those eminently satisfying fics where you come away with a smile, knowing all is well with the world.
Quote from story: Qui-Gon turned sharply. "What did you say?"
Obi-Wan looked at him with cool aplomb, save for the flash of heat deep in his eyes. "Typical. This is so typical."
"And what does that mean, precisely?"
Despite Qui-Gon's sternest look, Obi-Wan did not flinch. "It means that apparently asking for everything to go smoothly, just this once, on the second most important day of my life, is too much to ask. You can't just break the bond like every other Jedi Master for the last thousand generations. No, you have to be different."
The flash of hurt--Obi-Wan seemed eager enough to get rid of him--made Qui-Gon snap more sharply than he had meant to. "I handled two training bonds before you ever came along, and they both ended with great finality, I'll have you know."
Obi-Wan bit his lip and looked away, and Qui-Gon subsided, abruptly grateful that Obi-Wan had not chosen to pursue the subject of previous apprentices. The bonds had ended, certainly, but any proclamation of great success in them would not hold up to the determined scrutiny he knew Obi-Wan was capable of giving the matter--and probably already had. Qui-Gon's teaching history was no secret, especially not from his current, naturally inquisitive student.