one with the force.

#FORCESENSED  is  an  INDEPENDENT,  PRIVATE,  and  LOW  ACTIVITY  roleplay  blog  for  OBI-WAN  KENOBI  of  the  star  wars  franchise.  primarily  prequels  and  tcw  based  with  inspiration  taken  from  personal  headcanons,  plus  minor  comic  influence.  SIDEBLOG  TO  TIMEROGUED.  

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NAVIGATION.

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𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄, 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒 ; 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆.

#FORCESENSED  is  an  INDEPENDENT  &.  PRIVATE  roleplay  blog  for  OBI-WAN  KENOBI  from  the  STAR  WARS  franchise.  with  heavy  influence  from  the  prequels,  clone  wars  (2008)  series,  &.  headcanons.  LOVED  BY  EWAN/LUCAS  ( they/them ),  21+.  SIDEBLOG  TO  TIMEROGUED.    template cred.

HE WASN'T SURE HOW TO ADDRESS THE SITUATION HE FOUND HIMSELF CURRENTLY IN. in front of him stands a woman certain of their friendship ( and supposedly more ) who spoke of miraculous adventures spent together, as well as his new padawan, anakin, like he was a knighted jedi. so sure of their acquaintances that obi-wan's lack of beard had been a discussion, as was the length of his barely shaved hair - yet, he stands firm that this stranger, eivor, was unknown to him. through the force there had been... something. tugging and familiar to his senses, to his heart, but his mind and eyes shouted otherwise.

@bornbreathless.

QUI-GON HAD, KINDLY, ALLOWED THE YOUNG PADWAN TO TAKE THE REST OF THE AFTERNOON OFF. there was much to think about after yesterday's mission went so horribly wrong; the events staining the boy's thoughts, emotions, clouding his senses and judgments throughout most his morning classes. stay focused, qui-gon would repeat, over and over again until those words would only mix with the rising anxieties inside of him. so, he would take the rest of the day to meditate, focus on reaching clarity and tranquility within himself for tomorrow morning.

it sounded simple enough. sighing, heavy, disappointed footsteps try to carry him through the temple only to be halted, quite suddenly, by a youngling crashing into his stomach. OOF--. the wind's blown out of him and obi-wan stumbles back just slightly, enough that a couple of steps were taken, and he regains himself. gentle eyes look down to see char, a youngling he's had the pleasure of meeting before, and obi-wan finds a calm smile posing on his lips.