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Visiting Hours by Charmisjess (G)
Fandom: STAR WARS PT
Pairing: Gen
Length: 2,700 words
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charmisjess
Author Website: Darker Shades of White, Charmisjess's Fanfiction.net Profile
Why this must be read:
This story has many connections in my mind to two of my previous recs this month. Near the beginning of the month, I recced Trust Me, about a young Qui-Gon taking care of a sick Dooku, and my most recent rec was Somewhere I Belong, about a young Anakin's anxieties that he is not good enough for his new master.
This story shows a young Obi-Wan watching over an injured Qui-Gon during the wee hours of the night. He is fretting about how bad an apprentice he is when an unexpected visitor stops by. Obi-Wan tries to evade the stranger's notice without success. (Of course, it wouldn't be much a story if he had succeeded).
Even though he sleeps through the entire fic, Qui-Gon's presence permeates the story. He is the vital connection between Obi-Wan and Dooku, and he balances out their lives in many ways. The reader can easily see how his death would affect both Obi-Wan and Dooku in separate and profound ways. But this fic is not about Qui-Gon dying. It's about his importance to both his master and his apprentice. While he sleeps, they get a chance to chat a little, and their brief discussion reveals much about them both, and about Qui-Gon as well.
This is an enjoyable little story. The characterization is excellent, and the character voices are genuine. If you're a fan of Dooku, Qui-Gon, and/or Obi-Wan, you will especially enjoy this story.
* * *
The mission had been going fine. They always went lovely and fine, up until the calamity. Then ambush had come without warning, as ambushes usually did. And everything had fallen apart, and the pieces had shattered. Now, even back in Coruscant's safety, he felt as if he were trying to fashion dust into answers.
Obi-Wan scrubbed at his eyes with the sleeve of his robe. He wished Qui-Gon would just wake up, already.
The light from the hallway abruptly flickered and Obi-Wan looked up. He almost toppled off his chair in an effort to wipe away any tear tracks that might glimmer too tellingly in the low light. Someone was standing in the doorway.
Strange. And a bit rude. Obi-Wan frowned. Visiting hours were long over, weren't they? And who would want to be visiting a comatose person in the middle of the night?
Besides him, of course.
Visiting Hours
Pairing: Gen
Length: 2,700 words
Author on LJ:
charmisjessAuthor Website: Darker Shades of White, Charmisjess's Fanfiction.net Profile
Why this must be read:
This story has many connections in my mind to two of my previous recs this month. Near the beginning of the month, I recced Trust Me, about a young Qui-Gon taking care of a sick Dooku, and my most recent rec was Somewhere I Belong, about a young Anakin's anxieties that he is not good enough for his new master.
This story shows a young Obi-Wan watching over an injured Qui-Gon during the wee hours of the night. He is fretting about how bad an apprentice he is when an unexpected visitor stops by. Obi-Wan tries to evade the stranger's notice without success. (Of course, it wouldn't be much a story if he had succeeded).
Even though he sleeps through the entire fic, Qui-Gon's presence permeates the story. He is the vital connection between Obi-Wan and Dooku, and he balances out their lives in many ways. The reader can easily see how his death would affect both Obi-Wan and Dooku in separate and profound ways. But this fic is not about Qui-Gon dying. It's about his importance to both his master and his apprentice. While he sleeps, they get a chance to chat a little, and their brief discussion reveals much about them both, and about Qui-Gon as well.
This is an enjoyable little story. The characterization is excellent, and the character voices are genuine. If you're a fan of Dooku, Qui-Gon, and/or Obi-Wan, you will especially enjoy this story.
* * *
The mission had been going fine. They always went lovely and fine, up until the calamity. Then ambush had come without warning, as ambushes usually did. And everything had fallen apart, and the pieces had shattered. Now, even back in Coruscant's safety, he felt as if he were trying to fashion dust into answers.
Obi-Wan scrubbed at his eyes with the sleeve of his robe. He wished Qui-Gon would just wake up, already.
The light from the hallway abruptly flickered and Obi-Wan looked up. He almost toppled off his chair in an effort to wipe away any tear tracks that might glimmer too tellingly in the low light. Someone was standing in the doorway.
Strange. And a bit rude. Obi-Wan frowned. Visiting hours were long over, weren't they? And who would want to be visiting a comatose person in the middle of the night?
Besides him, of course.
Visiting Hours