under starry skies

FROM THE MOMENT he heard her name, Obi-Wan knew trouble tailed closely behind. He knew of her general aversion towards her security detail, and he had informed the council of such when it was suggested during their last briefing. In response, the council sent him instead for two reasons: one — this wasn’t the first time Obi-Wan had protected someone who loathed being placed under guard and second, the presence of a friendly face would soften the blow.

Her handmaiden was the first to greet him. Dressed in luxurious, colourful clothes (no doubt originating from Naboo); her lithe frame accentuated the already elegant environment of the upper areas of Coruscant. Dorme? His eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to recall her name. Unfortunately, he wasn’t as familiar with her handmaidens as Anakin was. Finally, the Jedi’s lips curled to a smile as he reciprocated her greeting. 

Promptly, he was ushered inside where the senator was already waiting for him. 

His smile widened; warmth crinkled around his eyes. “ Senator, it has been too long. “

Their friendship had been a long one, spanning back to a time when he had a padawan braid trailing all the way to his chest and she was the queen of her planet. Even then, she had been headstrong, passionate, stubborn. 

Now, war shook the galaxy at its very core. Obi-Wan’s duties kept him apart from those he cared about, further than what he would’ve liked. The toll of fighting had cracked into his features. Dark shadows underlined his brilliant blue eyes, scars from past victories etched permanently into his flesh. Even his smile looked tired. 

Was it against the code to wish he could return to those peaceful moments?

“ I understand your feelings, Padme. I’d told the council about it too. But, you are important to us, and to your people. “ He mused. 

Accepting her request, Obi-Wan graciously took a seat. The Jedi’s posture relaxed as he made himself comfortable. “ Have you been well? “

OBI-WAN HAD AT MANY TIMES BEEN THE SOURCE OF PADME’S THOUGHTS ONCE WAR HAD STRUCK THEIR REPUBLIC. She often considered the fact that her childhood (could she call it that? she was a teenager and she was sure he was at least a few years her senior at the time) friend was now serving in some of the most dangerous locations the galaxy had to offer. The fact that he was sent to be her guardian and protect her from harm when he had so many important things to be doing not being the least of the reasons she had objected to the detail. 

Her eyes were soft as she poured herself and her companion a cup of hot tea, hoping she recalled correctly how he enjoyed the drink before she gently pushed the teacup towards him and sat back to truly regard the man before her. 

Obi-Wan had aged well, she thought to herself. With facial hair and a hint of early greying around his temples, he looked more exhausted than she would have liked. Perhaps, if nothing else, his time spent protecting her would give him at least somewhat of a rest. If, of course, she didn’t land herself in the trouble she always seemed to when the Jedi were present. Still, his eyes remained kind and warm and beautiful, and she couldn’t help but paint her lips with an affectionate smile as their gazes locked for a few moments. 

❝ Well, if anyone was going to be sent to me for that purpose, I am glad it is you. I cannot say you look rested, but time has treated you kindly. You still look like the Padawan I once knew, perhaps even more handsome. ❞ A playful jibe meant for a friend, mirth twinkling in her own dark gaze. Slowly she raised her cup to her lips, silently sipping the herbal drink and crossing her ankles delicately. 

SABE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE INVISIBLE, THAT WAS WHAT SHE’D BEEN TRAINED TO BE. But she was also just a woman and when Padme was away being decoyed by Corde, it gave her the opportunity to relax somewhat and be more like herself. The woman, formerly known as Tsabin, was stationed with a group of Jedi Knights and their clone squadrons, offering extra insight into the outer rim planet they were stationed on. 

PADME NABERRIE AMIDALA HAD NEVER ONCE IN HER LIFE BEEN FOND OF BEING UNDER GUARD. When she’d been elected as Queen of Naboo she’d been pleased with her cohort of highly trained handmaidens because they had also been able to be her friends and ladies in waiting, but the second the security detail became involved she was always turned to a fouler mood. This much remained true over the years, though in her time since being queen and being elected as one of the representatives of Naboo she had grown somewhat more used to the company of protectors.  Removing the heavy hairpiece and robe she’d worn to the council meetings through the day, she heard the opening of the door to her apartment and the apologetic cough of Dorme, her current decoy and handmaiden. “Master Obi-Wan Kenobi has been assigned to us for protection, Miss,” came the gentle apology, and Padme couldn’t decide if she was pleased or frustrated. 

SHE COULD SEE HIM FOR MORE THAN MOST COULD, their bond giving them insights into one another’s souls. Bastila’s fingers itched to wrap around the hilt of her saber, to spar with him so that the strange tension that lingered in the air between them could be dissolved. She wasn’t particularly angry or happy - she was too good of a Jedi to fall into the traps of excessive emotion - but her heart yearned for a quiet moment. 

HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BIG AND IMPOSING AND SHE SUPPOSED THE CAPE WAS PART OF THAT, but Zorii could only think of how much he looked like he was trying to emulate images of the past when she saw Kylo Ren standing with fabric billowing in the breeze.  Her helmet on, she was sure her identity was at the very least safe from discovery by the general population and she approached him without an ounce of fear. ❝ I think you’d be more imposing if the cape was red. Just saying. ❞ As a smuggler she’d had plenty of dealings with the First Order. Zorii was never picky about whom she did business with as long as it got her paid at the end of the day. 

anonymously or on this post recommend me some star wars roleplayers? i’m back and i need to collect some new partners.

also, like this for a starter.