As the days went on, it was evident that Obi-Wan was not himself. He had always been strange, but he had, for the most part, been the same throughout Anakin's training. Now, though, the shifting of the master's Force signature was almost a constant flux. Dark circles had formed under his eyes and his mood never stuck for longer than 5 minutes.
Anakin would have left well enough alone, but they were en route to a warzone, and he wouldn't have his master dying on him.
As the blues of hyperspace stretched past the viewport, Anakin approached Rex.
"Captain," he said.
"General. What can I do for you?"
"I need you to keep Ahsoka busy for a while. I've gotta go talk some sense into Obi-Wan."
Rex chuckled and nodded.
"Just send her my way," he said. "And good luck with General Kenobi."
Anakin offered a wry smile.
"Thanks, Rex."
He started to walk away, then looked back over his shoulder.
"Only comm if it's an emergency, okay?"
"Aye aye, General."
"Good man."
Anakin dialed Ahsoka's comm as he left the bridge.
"What's up, Skyguy?"
"I need you to keep Rex busy for a while, okay?"
The mischievous lilt to Ahsoka's voice when she answered was adorable.
"Gotcha, Master."
"You'll find him on the bridge."
"Alright. Anything else?"
"Yeah. Do you know where Obi-Wan is?"
There was a moment of silence, before she said, in a much more subdued voice, "No. I saw him a couple of hours ago in the gym, though."
"Thanks, Snips. Now go pester Rex."
"You don't have to tell me twice."
The comm clicked, and she was gone. Anakin steered himself toward the gym.
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I'm (Not) Broken
FanfictionObi-Wan Kenobi is a strong man with a strong mind. He also has a big, /big/ secret. You see, he's not as strong as everyone thinks. The spreading cracks in his mental shields are proof enough of that. If the world ever found out, it could ruin... ev...
