Jan 7
*Dooku and Feemor just chatting in the halls, not a care in the world*
Qui-Gon, returning from assignment: Ah, nice to see you both. *squints* Um...where's Obi-Wan?
Dooku:
Feemor:
Dooku: I thought you had him...
Feemor: I just got here.
Qui-Gon: *panic* Then WHO is watching my padawan?!
*Meanwhile, in Qui-Gon's quarters...*
Yoda: *showing Baby Obi how to balance a bucket of water over the door with the Force* Rush in, they will, and not expect an aerial attack.
Obi-Wan: *just happy for the quality time* Why not?
Yoda: Giraffes don't look up.
Yoda: And somehow, fill my lineage with them, I have. Revenge, this is.
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