( open ) do not stand on my grave and weep

[jedies]

Who: Obi-Wan + You
What: Obi-Wan updating to Post Revenge of the Sith
When: May 7th
Where: Around Trench + Obi-Wan's House

Content Warnings: Possible intense discussions of grief and trauma. Mentions of genocide and mutilation.

( i. awakening — closed to immediate cr + vyng )

[ he awoke in darkness.

that is what terrified him momentarily. the darkness closed in on him, on everyone and he had to warn, he had to stop it, he had to do something. the yawning abyss stretched out and obi-wan thrust his hand forward to touch . . . something soft? like the folds of a cocoon. he grasps and pulls, the force answering his cry like the tempestuous rush of the tide —

— and it breaks, light cascading into his strange prison. he pulls himself out with a gasp, dragging himself along the floor. blearily, he blinks, taking in his surroundings before he rasps out in a voice ill-used for days. ]

W — Where?

( ii. drinks on the house )

[ after (hastily) settling affairs, obi-wan drifts around the town like a ghost. his robe is pulled over his head, leaving his gaze in shadow. not that he meets anyone’s eyes for long. listlessly, he wanders until he finds himself at a bar. before, he would have called up constantine and they would have settled themselves in a corner, drinking without judgment but mindful of each other. constantine is gone. abby is gone. all the friends he used to do such things with — quinlan, shaak ti, mace, kit . . . they’re all gone. his family. his brothers and sisters, all in the force.

gone. the absence of their bonds ache like forgotten stars. he signals for a drink with a sigh. if anyone approaches him in his melancholia, he will reply as such. ]

I’m afraid I’m not much for company at the moment. You’d be better suited elsewhere.

( iii. the sword in hand )

[ in the morning, he tries to return to routine. normalcy. he shouldn’t forgo everything simply because he is changed.

oh, but everything has changed.

he performs the exercise without the use of his saber. not everything is reliant on the edge of the blade and he had other skills to hone. every day, every minute. obi-wan may dislike a number of things, but he refuses to be anything less than perfect in all his deficiencies. and there were just so many, cluttering his head and his heart.

obi-wan wrenches himself out of his thought with a jerk of his head and in a hurried motion, draws his saber and — lava and fire burns all around them, but all he can feel is cold, cold is the touch of the dark, cold is the way that withers all and not even the hatred in anakin’s eyes changed that and obi-wan is so cold, why was this happening, how did they come to this —

— he flings his saber in a burst of pain. it soars through the air before falling to the ground, landing on soft grass. it makes no sound. obi-wan can’t hear anything but the ringing in his ears. his knees sink to the ground and he bows his head while his fingers grasp at his ears.

he can’t hear anything anymore. it’s all cold. ]

Comments

[opress]

[He sensed something dangerous in Kenobi, and he wasn't afraid - even if he should be. He stood his ground.]

That your back isn't open from the bushes. People would be upset if you were attacked.

[He tilted his head.]

Unless you're hoping for a fight.

[jedies]

[ obi-wan can't quite manage a scoff. ]

Who is going to attack me here?

[opress]

There are enough idiots in this village.

[jedies]

I highly doubt anyone would care to strike me.

[opress]

Because you're too nice?

[jedies]

[ really . . . ]

No. That's not why.

[opress]

Then you fancy yourself too skilled to be attacked?

[jedies]

[ obi-wan looks up, bright blue. ]

I'm the one who is still here.

[opress]

[That was a look that should bring a chill to him, but he just curled his upper lip in a faint showing of teeth.]

And? You shouldn't leave your back open. There are plenty of Sith around.

[jedies]

You are not Sith. Neither is Maul.

[opress]

There are others, and why would I watch your back?

[He glanced at the nearby bush. It was probably big enough to hide a human male in it if Kenobi curled up.]

[jedies]

[ he frowns. ]

What others?

[opress]

A Nightsister named Tavion; she seems to hate the young Skywalker particularly. And I just met a Sith who called himself Darth Imperious.

[A real Sith, apparently. That was a species. He didn't think Kenobi would be interested in talking about it.]

[jedies]

[ interesting. though he can't find it in himself to care. ]

I see. And you think they may seek me out?

[opress]

Where there is opportunity, a Sith has no reason not to take it. You look weak down there on your knees.

[jedies]

You know better than that.

[opress]

It's been awhile, and you look... unwell. This time might be different if I chose to put my blade to you.

[jedies]

[ softly. ]

It won't be.

[opress]

[He snorted from his nose like a bull.]

Going for the other arm then? You have a habit of taking limbs.

[jedies]

You're under a mistaken impression.

Taking your limbs is a sign of your weakness, not mine.

[opress]

[The truth stung. He didn't deny it, just immediately felt his temper rise. He tossed the blade on the ground in front of Kenobi.]

Get up. I'll show you my strength.

[jedies]

[ the lightsaber flies into his hand. obi-wan rises to his feet, igniting the blade. for a moment, the scenery shifts in his head, bringing back the heat and the fury. he feels his blood boil. ]

[opress]

[No hesitation. Good

Savage grabbed his saberstaff to hand, igniting one end. He wasn't a match for Kenobi's skill, not even with his practice, but he had beaten through the Jedi's defenses on sheer strength of his anger.

He launched in with a massive cleave to try to cut Kenobi in half as the Jedi had done his brother.]

[jedies]

[ his senses are aflame and obi-wan doesn't see savage, but he sees the dark. and something akin to anger flashes in his eyes and his own saber immediately comes up to block and obi-wan lashes out with his foot to push savage back.

he's not holding back. ]

[opress]

[He set his saber against Obi-Wan's, using his strength to try to push the Jedi back. At the same time, he shifted his hips to avoid much of the kick, letting it glanced off of his hip and continuing to push forward.]