A House Divided [Part 3]

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Despite a few tricks up their sleeves, the Conspirators hardly stood a chance. It's all or nothing as they make a few last ditch attempts to kill the Yeerk, and as the fight grinds to a screeching halt.

Will they kill the Yeerk?

Will someone other than the Yeerk get killed in the crossfire?

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[jedimacguyver.livejournal.com]

"Good, see that you do," Obi-Wan glowered, then sighed and ran a hand over his tired face. He felt as if a stampede of Wookies had been using him for a thoroughfare. Still, no rest for the righteous weary; Obi-Wan dusted himself off, gave a deep nodding half-bow to Sheeana and said to the room at large, "Well, I suppose I should...see what I can do about the rest of the wounded."

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

Allow. She would allow assistance and yet not walk on her own? Arha fixed Sheeana with an unholy apoplectic, strangled sort of look that completely flushed her features before she schooled her expression into something less...

Less whatever that was.

She swallowed down her pride, which had jerked her back straight to push her to her full height, and let out a slight annoyed sigh as her eyes swept over Anakin (he was boiling, still, and that would only continue), and stopped on Obi-Wan as her fingers touched Luke's hand.

"Obi-Wan," she forced out as clearly as she was able, "I will slap you upside. Your head. Should you overextend yourself. Do not assume," she paused, breathless for a moment in which the world faded just a little, "that you may jump about. Like a frog. Rest."

Arha blinked furiously to refocus and wobbled from the effort of getting the words out, solidly leaning into Luke. If they hadn't been important, she wouldn't have bothered. Her gaze needled Sheeana in a silent do not think I did not see that!

[restoresbalance.livejournal.com]

That really did make Luke crack a smile. The idea of anyone smacking Obi-Wan Kenobi upside the head was too funny not to. "She sounds pretty serious, Ben," he said, blue eyes merry. "Better listen to her."

A thought occurred to him. "In fact, you'd better come with us. You might be healed but I don't think you're up to fighting capacity yet. I don't want to see you laid out like that again, and I doubt Anakin would either." He stretched out to his father for affirmation and was struck by the dark swirl of emotions in the man.

Luke sighed. Things weren't going to be easy between any of them. He sent his father a tendril of all those supportive emotions he wasn't sure the other man even wanted and held his arm out to Arha. "Besides, I'm sure she'd prefer to walk if she could, and I can't be on both sides of her at once."

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

It's really difficult to see when a Spice addict is rolling their eyes. The total blue-within-blue obscures the pupils. A diligent observer, however, might have been able to pick up Sheeana doing exactly that.

That and smirking. Blushing like a first year acolyte, Arha? Charming as that may be, we may have to go over the art of obscuration a bit more.

"Fine. I will carry Master Kenobi and Luke will carry Arha. We will get you to a safe resting place, where you will remain." One wouldn't think that with her small, slight frame Sheeana could carry Obi-Wan but she was dead serious.