Chapter 86: 86. Chapter (Shared universe 31.)

-From the perspective of Nizzal-

I was about to slip away when a firm hand grabbed the collar of my shirt. I turned around and looked upwards to glare at the perpetrator, only to find myself eye to eye with an extremely annoyed Kenobi. I couldn't help but look aside, for some reason, feeling a bit guilty seeing that expression… Even though I didn’t do anything bad, what the hell…

He looked edgy, tired and from the state of his clothes, probably just won a recent brawl contest in a nightclub.

I laughed a bit, seeing his dire expression. While still trying to look anywhere beside his face, I asked with a stupid laugh. 

-Rough day, e-he? 

His expression turned even stricter after hearing my words, and I could only curse myself internally... Of course it’s a rough day you idiot. Half of the jedi was massacred! AAAHH!!! I am so stupid!

There was an awkward silence around us, then the sounds of blaster guns started to echo through the street, causing us to look towards the source of the sounds. 

-Ah, they are at it again. 

I was seriously getting tired of this bullshit. I wanted to drink a bit and celebrate that my eyes had recovered and I was not confined to solitary meditation anymore. In other words, since I slipped away from those idiots, I was in a generally great mood. 

More precisely, until the hand grabbing the collar on the back of my neck began to gently push me in the direction of the fight.

I decided to take a stance and didn't budge. 

-You are coming with me. You have a lot of explaining to do based on what I heard from Anakin.

I sighed, another fool that thought that he could push me around to his liking. I had enough of this for one day. 

Without any signs, I sent a moderately strong force push towards Kenobi. He sensed my intentions, but from this close, he couldn't evade the attack. A direct hit, I noted with a smirk as I watched his body gain momentum and fly away from me. 

I have learned to not use lightning attacks while being in a physical connection with my victim a long time ago. Of course, sometimes you didn't have a choice, but since I wasn't keen on killing him, all things considered, this was the ideal choice... 

A sharp sound reminiscent of the noise that occurs when textile material is ripped apart filled my ear protrusions for a moment. Then Obi'Wan landed in a pile of garbage on the other side of the street with a loud bang, followed by clattering noises as trashcans and empty booze bottles flew around. It was then I felt as if my shirt had become loose... I looked down and saw that my shirt was ripped in half diagonally, now only covering half of my chest. I still had a bra on, luckily, but... it was actually one that was given to me by the temple, at home... That was far from ideal... Uh-ho... 

So when I looked down I saw a pink colored frilly monstrosity covered with small red cute hearts. I must have been indeed half asleep when I put this on in the morning!

There was an internal conflict going on inside me. As the thoughts of various masters battled against one another. Their genuine instincts rising in abhorrence, disgust, adoration, pride or simple uninterest. Oh no! I must have been influenced by one of the masters’ habits again! For some reason, I felt as if the internal argument suddenly stopped, while every single presence glared at me in annoyance and disbelief. Wha-what? Uh...

It was known that all archive holders needed to have an exceptionally sound sense of personality, otherwise they would lose their grip on themselves. If your mind was in a weakened state for any reason, your sense of personality would weaken too, as you would inevitably lose some measure of control over your actions.

I sighed… Old habits die hard after all... 

But... wait, among the masters... who would exactly wear cute child underwear... I am the only kid who became a holder while so young... Was... was it me all along... uhhh... 

With that realization, I looked up in growing embarrassment, and my eyes met with Kenobi's, looking at me with confusion, anger and lastly... discomfort. He fucking saw it; I know! Also, there was a large piece of my shirt still grasped in his right hand. Why didn't I think about that... ugh... of course this would happen if I force push him away while he is grasping the collar of my shirt. Damn!

I should run away now, while he is confused... but... would I actually survive the embarrassment... I am a few thousand years old being... this, I might just die from shame... NONONO... it’s ok, I have experienced much worse... It will be fine...

I was about to run away, gathering my spirit. Then I saw Obi'Wan standing up slowly, and looking at me with this ashamed expression, as if he was pitying a child, that was trying to act like an adult, failing miserably. Even if his posture changed to one less intimidating, was he afraid to scare me off? 

My feet were rooted in the ground as I took in his pitying expression. Oh, no... this idiot must think that I was acting the entire time... 

I felt like a thief caught in the act of thievery and immediately began trying to explain it.

-Lo-look! It’s not what you think... it was just an accident... 

He raised his hand, looking away with an empty expression.

-You don't have to explain yourself... you are just a kid after all... sorry for scaring you earlier... I forgot about myself. Also sorry for your shirt. 

My expression turned paler, as I covered my chest with my arms, throwing a tantrum. 

-Its not like that! I am not just a kid! You shouldn't judge people based on something like that!

He waved his hands in denial, then continued.

-Nobody is judging anyone here...

He scratched the back of his head, then said. 

-I was planning to apologize for not standing up for you back in the temple, when you were trusted in my care as a padawan. I wasn't willing to take on a new padawan at the time and didn't really do a fine job. Should have been more accepting, children are more sensitive than adults, after all. It was all new to you as well.

I was completely baffled, hearing his words. 

I looked at him with glassy eyes and an emotionless expression.

-You know that I am four thousand years old... stop patronizing me!

He looked aside while making a strained expression, saying in a bored tone. 

-Sure you are... 

He was obviously not believing any of my words. FUCK! 

I shouted at him in frustration.

-At least try to act like you actually believe it!

He scratched his head once more, than turned back to me. 

-Look, girl. You are a member of this Grey Order and stuff like that... that's okay, but don't push it. I am not going to take in all of your lies. So just stop, you are a thirteen-year-old kid; the council trusted you in my care. I don’t plan to let you get hurt until you are back at your temple, either. Nor will I let you walk away with a ripped shirt like that... We had enough unlucky misunderstanding among our people as it is… not going to let one more play out in such a way…

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I was shocked and in disbelief. Some of that was actually making sense, and turned out pretty decently… but the reason was all wrong, and I was not about to let that slip under the radar.

-What...? You were the one who ripped it!

-Because you pushed me away with a force push out of the blue!

This annoying man!

-Would you let me go if I asked nicely? 

-No, you need to explain a few things, and that is mandatory, especially after today.

What is with his logic!

-Why do I have to explain anything to you, and your council?! Are you my father or what?

-I am your legal guardian, as your substitute master, so in a sense, yes. You are clearly underaged. You would do better to remember that.

Shameless, utterly shameless!

Before I could say anything, he continued his speech.

-I also heard that Ahsoka is still with your friends. You shouldn't disappear without giving her back first. Otherwise, some of the masters might interpret it as a kidnapping. Do you aim to create even more conflict between us? Weren't you supposed to be a neutral party? Then prove it, if you are.

-She is my friend... I wouldn't... sigh...

They were the ones who actually kidnapped me and took me as a hostage, and now they are trying to color me like that!

-I see that the saying is true. In judging others, the point of departure is always oneself.

-I am surprised that a child such as you already know such complicated phrases. 

He gave me a warm smile teasingly.

Shameless bastard, I thought... But my cheeks flushed a bit from the smile and the compliment... Why was I so weak to compliments... this must have to do with my current physical age...

-You...

He smirked, feeling more confident seeing my hesitation.

I asked him in a sudden annoyance. 

-Tcs... Shouldn't you go help out Anakin? Or do something more fruitful instead of bugging me... endlessly...

Another flashing smile. Aw... 

-Oh my, and here I thought that you were enjoying yourself. Throwing me into the trash pile, and such joyful activities. 

He walked closer to me and draped a dirty, but warm, brown outer robe over my shoulders. 

I felt embarrassed even more... the tips of my leks were fidgeting around while my face took up a pink shade. 

-Well... ugh, sorry about that... you probably didn't deserve it... eh? 

I felt his hand pat the top of my head, and for a moment I was about to melt from the comfortable sensation.

-Heh... no, I probably did. 

He stated with a good-natured laugh… Am… am I being manipulated here?

He reached his hand out towards me while asking with a shining smile.

I noted to myself silently. Yes, I am being manipulated.

-You coming? Based on the sounds, Anakin has already dealt with the clones. 

-What?

I focused on the sounds that were raging around just a while ago, but there was nothing to be heard. 

-Did he handle the situation already? 

-It seems so.

Answered Obi'Wan. 

I hesitated for a while... It was not that surprising that he chose to ignore my statement about my age... Even Ahsoka doubts that all the time… I couldn't expect people to believe something that they think was completely impossible so readily. Also, in the end he spoke true... I can't exactly leave Anakin, while Ahsoka is still in Unity. I probably need to check on Ava too. It was kind of rude to run away just like that... However, I am not going back to the jedi temple... no way.

If they want to speak, I will be in this restaurant so they can find me. I believe that I earned a vacation for working so hard in the last few weeks, meditating most of the days alone in the forest or personal meditation rooms wasn't exciting to the slightest. 

I sighed and walked by him, without the slightest intention of holding his hand. I was not a lost kid or something like that... 

-Alright, but don't expect me to go near to your temple once more. You guys played that card already, not happening twice.

-Hmmhmm...

-As long as you understand... I guess it couldn't hurt to stick around for a while.

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