Star Wars Reader Inserts and Imagens

Obi-Wan Kenobi

You were clearing up dinner when you heard the sound of thunder. Another storm. You groaned. Kamino is a great place to hide but a terrible place if you don't absolutely love rain. And thunder. And lighting. And the absence of the sun. You washed your dishes and left them to dry, turning the light off around you before heading to your room for some much-needed sleep.

When you left your home to be a medical technician you had no idea you would find yourself staying on a secret base monitoring the growth and development of hundreds and thousands of clone troopers. You were the third-generation technician to take the job and you loved it. Except for the solitude. Aside from inspecting hand-picked clones and the occasional meeting with a Kaminoan, you were pretty much in solitude. Not that it bothered you too much. You were used to it.

But what you weren't used to was the sound of banging on your glass wall, throwing you into a fit of panic. You pressed yourself against the wall, peeking over your shoulder to get a look at who was standing in your backyard which consisted of no yard but a landing pad for your small transport ship.

A hooded figure stood at your glass doors, face hidden and quickly becoming drenched. You were about to send a signal to the Kamino leader when the figure looked up and you caught a glimpse of his face, blue eyes glinting in the small strip of light that came from the hallway you were about to walk down.

He reached up and knocked again, snapping you out of your stupor. Quickly you stepped forward and let him in, his soft chuckling not escaping your ears nor leaving you unaffected. With him in you closed the door and took a good few steps back. Suddenly remembering you were in just a nightgown, you wrapped your arms around your middle.

"Can I help you?"

Obi-Wan didn't move too far into the warm home, just enough to get out of the rain and let you close the door. He looked up and flashed you a smile before lifting his hands and pulling down his hood, shaking some of the water off his brown robes. He tried not to stare as he addressed you, his reason for being on this rainy planet momentarily forgotten.

"Forgive me. I was not aware this was someone's home but it was becoming too hard to fly in the rain."

His red hair shown with a bit of dampness, and his robes were nearly soaked. His smile was genuine and his eyes were kind. Yet you could tell he didn't miss anything around him, his senses aware at all times. Even the way he stood made you assume he knew how to handle himself in any situation. Including ones where he barges in on unsuspecting women at their homes. But you were pleased to feel he posed no threat.

But that didn't mean you completely trusted him.

You gave him an understanding nod. "Yes, I don't blame you. But as you can see I wasn't planning any visitors." You felt a blush as you took another step back to where your room was.

He gave your body a once over before looking you right in the eyes, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks as your own blush grew. "Ah, yes. I don't plan on being here long if that's any consolation. Just until the rain lets up for a moment."

You laughed hard. He clearly hasn't visited this planet before. "Oh well then, in that case, let me get you something to eat. After I make myself decent." You nodded to the windowed wall where the rain hit harder. "As you may not know, Kamino isn't known for short downpours. You might as well make yourself comfortable."

Obi-Wan raised his brows, following your gaze out the window. "Thank you, I suppose." He turned back to you, bowing kindly. "Again, please forgive my intrusion."

You smiled. "As long as you forgive me for my poor hosting skills. I don't get many visitors. I will be right back. Please, sit." You motioned for him to take a seat on your couch. "You can hang your cloak by the fire."