Thread: Queen Takes Knight  (PocketFullOfPosies)

This is a roleplay based in the Star Wars world. Are they all to be this long, Master?' Be thankful, Obi-Wan replied with a half-smile, half-smirk, four and a half months isn't as long as some. It's longer than most. The cloud car soared gracefully through the darkened sky of Coruscant, floating through the Imperial City with ease. This late at night it wasn't quiet, the Imperial City never truly sleeping, but if you could navigate its trafficked skies during the day you could navigate nearly anywhere. Most we've been lucky enough to be assigned to, sure. More than once when I was a padawan Master Qui-Gon and I were sent on missions by the council that could last up to a year. A year? Anakin's brow quirked quizzically. More than once, he repeated, a soft, brief chuckle accompanying the Jedi Master's lingering smirk. What could you have been doing for that long? On the record? Obi-Wan replied with a quick glance, a wide turn to the right and a sharp incline. Establishing relations, more or less diplomatic work, but in areas too hostile for normal delegates to visit. Off, he said after a pause, it was usually to seek out the cause of the lingering hostilities and deal with it. ...I hope the Council never tells me I'll be gone a year, Anakin said with a smile, the teenager leaning back against the soft cushioned chair of the crimson ship. Even four months away from Coruscant has been too much. Tell you? And this came with a laugh. I've never known Master Windu to give a time frame. He tells us when we're going. We tell him when we're done. Well tell them we're done until further notice! he replied in matching amusement. Anakin rubbed at his neck and closed his eyes momentarily, the feeling of a familiar bed at the forefront of his thoughts. ...No, at this point it couldn't so much be considered familiar, could it? Not after this long. An old friend, more like. Comfortable. Missed. Me?! You'r- A sharp, sudden turn at the last second saw them half-spinning to avoid colliding into another ship. This came almost seamlessly - almost - with the conversation only skipping a single beat. Ha! You're mad if you think I'll be doing any such thing, Anakin! They'll have us out to Kashyyyk by dawn! And you're mad to not let me drive, Master. Yawning, Are we almost there? We landed five seconds ago. The engines cut off. Perhaps if I was more of a showoff like you we would have had a rough landing and you would have noticed. Even as they jested back and forth, even as tired as they were, it didn't take the two long to climb out of the ship, and even less time to drag themselves from the landing pad to the homes the provided for them. Yawns accompanied their steps. Things such as reporting in to the Council, even such as showering and eating could wait for the morning. If they didn't have droids to take in their bags that would have likely waited too. In fact, perhaps the only thing necessary right then was Anakin seeing Obi-Wan to his room, a gesture of respect that the master would be to rest first before the apprentice. Any energy that had existed with which to joke on the flight seemed dispersed, overcome now instead by grogginess, with quiet accompanying the two as the door slid open to Obi-Wan's home when they came to it on the walkway. Stepping inside, the lights in the main and any adjacent rooms flickering on, Obi-Wan rubbed at his face tiredly with one palm while the other, his glance back over his shoulder to his padawan, went to motion that it was alright to retire for the night. Though, the young Skywalker had an odd look on his face, one in which his was too tired to decipher right away. Anakin? What is it? But then he realized the teen wasn't looking at him, but past him, to which Obi-Wan's eyes immediately shot forward.