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Get you Gone

The meeting is over, the teams have been assigned, the plans have been laid out. It's time to get weapons.

It's time to wish each other luck, and say goodbyes--with the hope that they're only "good bye for now"s.

It's about to get very hairy from here on out.

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Obi-Wan's hand landed on Luke's shoulder, his smile warm and reassuring— almost eager. For all his sober wisdom, Obi-Wan Kenobi was not immune to the excitement of a challenging battle ahead.

"Don't worry about us," he advised the both of them, pressing back against Luke's anxiety, and Arha's worry with quiet confidence, "You'll need all your focus for the job at hand."

"We will be fine here," Arha said in a subdued voice. She disliked moments such as this, where fate could swing in so many directions, but she pulled herself straight and as tall as she could manage. She clasped her hands behind her back, looking for all the world as if she were a commander looking over her troops.

She may have primarily been a healer during the jihads, but even she had wished the departing soldiers well and given them a few words of courage. It was on that experience that she drew as she stood at Obi-Wan's side.

A light chuckle, all gentle confidence and solemnity, "You'll do fine. Trust your instincts, Jedi or Bene Gesserit. What little training you have is solid, and the Force will be with you."

"I am nothing but a collection of instincts," she said dryly, but her fingertips brushed out against his arm as if the contact would quell her. It helped anyway and she stepped closer to avoid a passing group. "As I am both, I suppose blending Bene Gesserit training with what you have taught me is fair enough."

The corners of her lips twitched.

"I never did enjoy sending people off to battle. I suppose that is the healer inherent in me."

"I am good at what I do, and I enjoy doing what," Obi-Wan sobered, smile fading to a shadow of itself, "But it is never a great joy to watch soldiers go into battle, and know that fewer will return."

"Such is true," Arha said, blinking as she swept a gaze over those that were leaving, including Luke. "We will see them again, though." She leaned her cheek into his shoulder absently. "And they will have as much of a story to tell as well will, mm? The best part of these things comes after the struggle is done."

Arha ignored the stab of apprehension that jammed through her and took a deep breath before letting it out. They would, all of them, be fine. She would not let her fears cloud her vision. It would be quite fine. It had to be.

He smiled a little, sending a tendril of thanks to brush against the presence of his first mentor. It was a little odd, seeing this younger Obi-Wan get fired up about going into a fight; the old man he'd known had tried to avoid it and had taught Luke to try and do the same if possible.

"I feel better knowing you'll be helping keep an eye on the people who stay behind," Luke said. "But that doesn't mean I won't hope you guys don't have to see any action."

"Well, I haven't died yet," He replied, and grinned. It was a joke— something Anakin might have said, "Now, seriously. You mustn't leave half your attention here and get yourself killed. Neither Mara nor Arha will thank you, and neither will I."

"Remember: Patience. Use the Force," he finished, and that hand on Luke's shoulder tightened and slid away as Obi-Wan turned to find his place among those who were staying behind. He meant it as a comfort, grounding words that had given strength as long as he'd known them. Either Luke would die, or be hurt, or he wouldn't, and the same stood for all of them.

"My attention will be on the fight," he replied, "But half my thoughts will definitely be with you, Arha, and--Anakin." Luke kept himself from saying 'Father', not sure of how Obi-Wan would accept it. This man was sure different than the one he'd known.

"I will remember these things," Luke said solemnly, but smiled a little. "I've been well-trained, Ben."

"Well, at least someone's grateful for that lesson," he laughed, and it came easily. Then again, Obi-Wan was used to being on the eve of battle; he'd been having such moments on a constant basis for nearly a decade.

That smile turned into a bright grin. "Being a Jedi is a process of lifelong learning, I've found," Luke said. "I'm glad to have learned from you."

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