[ your fear has now come true. it wants to skitter across his soul, burrow its tendrils deep. it wants him to quit, to spare himself the pain. oh, how he wants. but he's not a cynic on the run. and he is not just obi-wan kenobi, he is a jedi. like his master before him. it takes strength to resist the dark. and there's strength in him still.
the frontal stroke is a dangerous one when it comes fast and hard, but in obi-wan's soresu form, he is prepared. he is ready. do or do not. his fingers whirl, shifting his grip from one hand to the next and he neatly cuts a swathe over anakin's hands, knocking the saber away. ]
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the frontal stroke is a dangerous one when it comes fast and hard, but in obi-wan's soresu form, he is prepared. he is ready. do or do not. his fingers whirl, shifting his grip from one hand to the next and he neatly cuts a swathe over anakin's hands, knocking the saber away. ]