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Silent Faction by analise and Kirby Crow (NC-17)
This is my final rec of the month. It was my pleasure to rec Q/O (TPM) in
this community. I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride as much as I have! Happy Halloween!
Fandom: STAR WARS: THE PHANTOM MENACE
Pairing: Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Length: 310k (Novella)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Unknown, but her their stories are archived at Jedi Masters and
Apprentices
Why this must be read: Angst, plot, h/c, love and lust,
this story has it all. It’s probably one of the most prominent stories in
Q/O and definitely one not to miss! This story does not follow the canon events
of the prequels.
Author's summary: By the time Master Qui-Gon is sent to investigate Knight
Kenobi's suspicious activities on the mining moon of Ramos V, he and his
former Padawan have been estranged for 4 years. When they finally meet
again, Qui-Gon discovers Obi-Wan has a new life, a new home, and a new
love...
Excerpt:
Obi-Wan squinted into the dry gust of false wind, smelling the odor of atmosphere- heated metal and the sharp tang of ozone. Startled jaks burst out of the surrounding trees in a cacophony of angry shrieks and flapped eastwards, silhouetting against the massive yellow circle of Ramos' sister moon. The dancers skittered away across the water in a scattered cloud, blown like seed fluff from a dried flower.
A moment later the transport powered down with a fading whine and an occasional gentle puff of cooling steam from the repulsors. He simply stood with hooded eyes and waited for the plank to lower.
A crack of light in the darkness and the hiss of hydraulics. Calm. It was a man. A human. He could see by the silhouette. A tall man. A...
Oh, no.
His mouth went dry, and his heart nearly faltered to a stop. It couldn't be. Was it possible that the Force itself was against him?
Force or not, it *was* him. Tall, broad shouldered, perhaps a few more lines around mouth and eyes. The hair was a bit longer, slightly more silvered, the beard a little less scrupulously trimmed. But there was no one else in the Order who carried that natural air of command. That serene aura of complete and utter confidence. Of all the ones to send. Of all the times to have this meeting forced....
Silent Faction
this community. I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride as much as I have! Happy Halloween!
Fandom: STAR WARS: THE PHANTOM MENACE
Pairing: Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Length: 310k (Novella)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Unknown, but her their stories are archived at Jedi Masters and
Apprentices
Why this must be read: Angst, plot, h/c, love and lust,
this story has it all. It’s probably one of the most prominent stories in
Q/O and definitely one not to miss! This story does not follow the canon events
of the prequels.
Author's summary: By the time Master Qui-Gon is sent to investigate Knight
Kenobi's suspicious activities on the mining moon of Ramos V, he and his
former Padawan have been estranged for 4 years. When they finally meet
again, Qui-Gon discovers Obi-Wan has a new life, a new home, and a new
love...
Excerpt:
Obi-Wan squinted into the dry gust of false wind, smelling the odor of atmosphere- heated metal and the sharp tang of ozone. Startled jaks burst out of the surrounding trees in a cacophony of angry shrieks and flapped eastwards, silhouetting against the massive yellow circle of Ramos' sister moon. The dancers skittered away across the water in a scattered cloud, blown like seed fluff from a dried flower.
A moment later the transport powered down with a fading whine and an occasional gentle puff of cooling steam from the repulsors. He simply stood with hooded eyes and waited for the plank to lower.
A crack of light in the darkness and the hiss of hydraulics. Calm. It was a man. A human. He could see by the silhouette. A tall man. A...
Oh, no.
His mouth went dry, and his heart nearly faltered to a stop. It couldn't be. Was it possible that the Force itself was against him?
Force or not, it *was* him. Tall, broad shouldered, perhaps a few more lines around mouth and eyes. The hair was a bit longer, slightly more silvered, the beard a little less scrupulously trimmed. But there was no one else in the Order who carried that natural air of command. That serene aura of complete and utter confidence. Of all the ones to send. Of all the times to have this meeting forced....
Silent Faction