COMPLETED, after elly was taken off of active duty, she grew used to her routine. training younglings and being the sole sentient carer of the meditation gardens had filled her time perfectly but as the clone wars raged on, she couldn't avoid her re...
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CHAPTER SIX.
Elly hadn't left her room that morning. She didn't want to. Part of her knew that her raising her voice at Ahsoka was fine and it was just a minor hitch but it scared her. If she could get angry at one of her closest friends, she had no chance of completely controlling herself. She knew that she should talk to Obi-Wan but it suddenly felt so difficult.
But she heard a knock at the door and knew she couldn't hide forever. She called for them to come in and the door whooshed open to reveal Obi-Wan. He had a neutral expression on his face but she could feel the confusion just below the surface. She pulled her robes tighter around her as she looked up at him, giving him a small smile.
"Good morning, Master Kenobi," She said, trying to be as polite as possible. Obi-Wan looked down at her, his eyebrows furrowed together. She was dressed as if she was ready to go out and train and yet she was here.
"Are you ready?" He asked as he put his hands in the pockets of his robes. Elly hesitated before she nodded her head. Obi-Wan then gestured towards the door and Elly pushed herself off the bed. She stopped before she reached the door but when Obi-Wan looked back at her, she forced herself to keep walking.
But the silence became deafening and by the time they reached the training room, the anxious pit in her stomach had grown significantly. She didn't want to stop but Obi-Wan could tell something was wrong. He would just rather that they be in a private place to talk about whatever was clearly bothering the woman.
"I cannot continue this training," Elly said as the door whooshed shut behind them in the training room. Little did she know that Mace Windu caught her words before the door closed and he would be having words of his own with her about that later. Obi-Wan's face fell slightly and she ran her fingers through her hair before she walked over to the bench. She sat down and Obi-Wan joined her side. His robe folded over his lap.
"Elly, I feel like I don't have to remind you what the council will do if you don't continue," He retorted. Elly nodded and shuffled further back so she could cross her legs in front of her. She was messing with her fingers before she turned her head to look at him.
"I can't spar. You saw what it did to me," She retorted. He nodded and let his own head fall back against the wall. They both knew it was inevitable that it would end this way but it didn't make it any easier. They had no other choice but to go forward. The Council didn't know about Elly and they both knew that the Council could never know. They had to do this for themselves.
"We'll suspend any sparring and focus on meditation instead." There was no room for argument in that so Elly nodded. Obi-Wan then stood up and placed his robes on the bench. They still had to go through their typical routine. All training outside of sparring would still be suitable but Elly knew she couldn't spar. Not yet. Especially not with Obi-Wan.
He was one of the few people who had seen what she became after the death of her Padawan and she refused to force him to see that anymore. She didn't want him to have to deal with the guilt of hiding her secrets. He was already doing too much for her. He was a council member and Elly knew deep down that she was no longer suited for the Jedi Order but Obi-Wan had kept her here and she owed it to him to try.
