The Makings Of Greatness | Obi-Wan Kenobi

Invisible Strings

Ahsoka Tano's P.O.V.

"... Oh." The woman breathes out as something dawns on her. "You must be Ahsoka Tano."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

I embarrassedly mumble; of course, this woman I've never met already knows who I am. I've gotten a reputation of messing things up in the Jedi Order and now my name has become well known as Anakin's problem-Padawan. Bitting my bottom lip, I stare at the woman and plead while putting my hands together.

"Please, don't tell Master Skywalker. I was only taking a study break."

"You came up here?" The woman watches me curiously, but surprisingly, she's not angry with me. "... For a study break?"

"I just love the view of the sunset up here."

I explain sheepishly at why I take my breaks from the roof. Watching her anxiously to see what she'll do, I find the corner of her lips curve upward at my answer. She lets out a breath and nods before walking towards me and looking out to the horizon.

The woman has short blonde hair, half of it is in a bun and her neck has a few long scars. She's wearing tight light brown pants, a match dark brown boots and belt. Her shirt is a tight white shirt and over it is a dark brown leather jacket with the republic symbol on one shoulder.

She has a light saber clipped to her belt, leading me to believe she's a Jedi Knight or a Jedi General. I've never seen a Jedi wear something like she is though, I didn't think a Jedi Knight would wear something so casual. The woman looks utterly terrifying with her clothes and scars but yet has a laid back look to her.

"It is a great view..." The woman smiles to herself before sitting down on the roof and dangling her feet off the roof. I watch her take out a flask and staring at the sun setting as she adds lightly. "This was my favorite spot too, for a study break."

"So... You're not going to tell Skywalker?" I murmur confused, most people would be halfway to him by now. She smirks while popping open her flask and sending me a look. "Do I look like a Jedi who would tell Ani?"

I raise an eyebrow silently agreeing with her; no Jedi I know would drink out of a flask, especially in front of a Padawan. Letting out a breath, I move to sit down next to her and watch the sun setting.

"True... You don't look like Obi-Wan Kenobi." I think out loud while swinging my legs over the edge of the roof. "Then again, Master Kenobi would never be up here in the first place."

"Kenobi's been up here before." The woman points out innocently before taking a sip from her flask. She then points to where I'm sitting and adds casually. "He sat right where you are."

"He did?" I scrunch my eyebrows, not fully believing her. "How do you now?"

"I was the one who forced him to come up here." She explains with a soft chuckle while watching the busy city below us. "We were Padawans, at the time... Just like you."

"You're telling me you forced Master Obi-Wan Kenobi to follow you up here?" I ask, stunned, with a crooked smile. Shaking my head and thinking about all I know of Master Kenobi, I whisper. "I've never seen anyone be able to force him to do something he doesn't want to do."

"Yeah, well... Obi-Wan and I were stuck together as Padawans for over ten years." Shrugging her shoulders, she explains knowingly. "... And probably after the second year, I figured out how to get him to do what I want-"

"Wait, a second..." I interrupt her as I think of all the stories Obi-Wan and Anakin have told me. My mouth drops as put two and two together, blurting out. "You're Valera Palpatine."