It’s good to remember that each of us has our different gifts. Some things come easier to us than others.
Anakin was naturally very gifted in many aspects. He excelled so well that he often got impatient, wanting to push ahead in his training faster than he should. Though there were things he struggled with as well.
In contrast I was not naturally gifted and the Force didn’t come easily for me. My talents were with the lightsaber and with diplomacy.
[ His eyebrows raise slightly in surprise and recognition. It's ... nice to know that Obi-Wan knows what it's like to not be gifted with the Force, that they're similar in that way. Maybe that will help. ]
Speaking of gifts. I was born with a rare Force ability. Psychometry.
[ Since Obi-Wan is a Master and was on the council, he at least shouldn't need an explanation. ]
[ He nods along, but before he can talk about the ways it's helped him, Obi-Wan offers his lightsaber. There's a moment's hesitation, because he still remembers very clearly how forcefully the echo around Trilla's gripped him, but he highly doubts this will be that unpleasant. So he reaches out to take it. ]
[Obi-Wan normally wouldn’t do this, but if he was going to train Cal he needed an idea of where he was at. Plus if there was a way for the young Jedi to know his master, this could be the best. Though he notices the hesitation. He wont make Cal take it if he doesn’t want to, but he does.
Plus he’s only had this particular lightsaber for a few years. Through the war and well… the end of it. The memories wouldn’t all be good but they wouldn’t all be bad either.]
[ It doesn't pull him in with the same force as Trilla's lightsaber did. Perhaps it's because the first memories are lighter. No less intense, but filled with love and warmth rather than fear and grief and hatred. Obi-Wan and Anakin were very close. Like family.
Which only makes the betrayal even worse. Cal takes a harsh breath at the sensation of it pulling at his very soul and twisting in his chest, and his eyes fall shut as the echo takes over almost all of his senses. The heat on his face, the weight of grief, Anakin's eyes filled with rage and, somewhere deeper down, perhaps pain. The sound of Anakin's scream as he caught fire.
It takes a few moments for him to come out of it, to open his eyes and ease his grip on the lightsaber. After he takes another breath, much more controlled, he finally looks back at Obi-Wan. ]
[Watching Cal closely and quietly, he can sense the young man’s emotions as he catches glimpses of the lightsaber’s memory. It was a gift he himself did not have, at least not to the extent that Cal clearly did. When he opened his eyes again and spoke, Obi-Wan nodded wordlessly.
Reaching out his hand again, the lightsaber lifted from Cal’s and gently floated to its owner. He didn’t have to know who the Padawan was referring to, it was clear what it had showed him.]
That was the day the Republic fell, and the Jedi Order ceased to be.
[ He swallows past the lump in his throat. Even though Luke had already told him about Anakin Skywalker's betrayal, seeing and feeling it like that is something else. Tears the wound open again. ]
Do you ...
[ His voice trembles more than he'd like it to, and he shakes his head as he sucks in a breath between his teeth. It's not shame or anything like that, but he'd like to actually properly get the words out. This is important.
Not that it helps. It still trembles. ]
It's still a mystery to me. What happened with the clones? Do you know?
[There is a long silence from Obi-Wan as he considers that particular question. It hurt to think about, and obviously Cal felt the same way. His confusion being all too understandable. The clones had been their allies, even their friends. Which is what made their sudden betrayal so difficult.
After a moment though, the Jedi nods quietly.]
I think I do.
[He didn’t know every detail, but he had time to think about it and put the pieces together.]
They were being controlled by the very man who orchestrated the entire war.
[ He takes a deep breath, thinking back to the conversation he'd had with Luke about Anakin Skywalker, about how he'd turned. Who influenced him, who seized control as soon as the Jedi Order was gone. ]
Palpatine.
[ It's not a question. At this point, he's pretty sure. It must be. ]
[ When he breathes out, it shakes a little. He can't quite work out what it is he's feeling. There's a sense of relief, knowing that the clones hadn't wanted to, that what they did have wasn't a lie. Mostly, though, there's grief. Did they ever come to their senses and realise what they'd done? What had Palpatine done to them afterwards? ]
I see.
[ It's barely audible. He leans back, sinking into the cushion as he tilts his head back. ]
[Obi-Wan can feel the pain rolling off the young man. A pain that he was all too familiar with. The clones had been comrades and even friends. It was a cruel tactic that only a Sith Lord could contrive. Though he couldn’t say whether the men realized what happened or not.]
That being said, many perished. Far too many. Aside from yourself, your friend, and Master Yoda, I don’t personally know of anyone else who survived.
[ Another pause, another deep breath. There's so much to talk about, so many things he can't help but think Obi-Wan has to know. He's not really worried about talking about it, but it feels a little like staring down a pit. ]
Palpatine knew they didn't get everyone. They've been trying to track down the last of us. Do you know about the Inquisitors?
That doesn’t surprise me. Master Yoda fought Palpatine, but was unable to defeat him and fled. And of course there’s Anakin…
[He stops there, feeling the lump in his throat. They obviously knew that he was still alive. So it would stand to reason they would expect others. But his brow then creased slightly in confusion.]
Some of us Padawans, they ... The Empire captured them and turned them to the dark side to hunt down the remaining Jedi. Darth Vader trained them. I don't know how many they've killed but I'm pretty sure they've found a few in the past five years.
They would have killed me on Bracca if Cere didn't show up.
For several moments Obi-Wan could only stare at Cal, completely speechless. It was bad enough that so many younglings and Padawans had been slaughtered, but this was a different kind of evil. The scope of Anakin’s betrayal sinking in even more.
“Padawans turned against their own people?”
Clearly this was something Obi-Wan hadn’t even considered as a possibility. It was unfathomable to him. And yet before it happened, he never would have thought Anakin capable of what he did. And now he knows his own Padawan used children to kill other Jedi.
At first, he only nods, as he tries to decide how to continue. At some point, he should tell Obi-Wan about the holocron and the fight to get it. Wonder if he'd support the choice to destroy it.
For now, he decides to skip that.
"One of them was Cere's Padawan. I encountered her several times afterwards. During one of our fights, I managed to disarm her and took her lightsaber. I got to ... I saw what they did to her. The echo was so powerful I couldn't see anything else, or move. It was really painful. I don't want that to happen again. To be overwhelmed like that. Do you know if it's possible to learn to control it better?"
He doesn’t doubt that it was painful to see that. Obi-Wan is pained at the mere thought of it. Yet Cal didn’t have the personal connection that he did with Darth Vader… with Anakin. Right now he’s glad he doesn’t have Cal’s ability, because he’s certain that seeing something like that might destroy him.
“It is possible,” Obi-Wan says quietly. Frowning softly as he considers it. “Admittedly I’m not the best teacher as I don’t have the skill myself, not to that extent. I can feel impressions, echoes, feelings, but certainly not so vividly. But I think I can help you regardless.”
"Well, the chances of me finding someone who has psychometry and can control it is next to none. As far as I can tell it's not really something you can control anyway, just ... I'm hoping it's possible to stop it controlling me like that."
The echoes will happen regardless, that much he's certain of. Most of them aren't like that. Next time, though, he might not be so lucky that his opponent thinks they have something more important to do.
“It’s like any other skill, it takes practice and discipline, as well as time. You need to become familiar and comfortable with it. Only then will you reach the point where it will not control you.”
It was the same for controlling one’s force powers in general. Every now and then a youngling would crop up whose force abilities were beyond what they could manage. It wasn’t until they learned the ways of the Jedi that they could effectively use their abilities. Cal’s psychometry was of a similar thread, but his training was cut short due to the purge.
At some point, if he wants Obi-Wan to help him, he'll have to talk about it. So that might as well be now. It's not that it worries him to bare his heart here, it's just that it will probably always be difficult.
"Every day," he says, and leans forward to rest his arms on his knees. "But for five years I didn't. I tried, but ... After the Purge, every time I tried I'd feel this ... fear, and I'd lose control. So I stopped. My connection was broken. It's fine now. Stronger than before, I think."
That was heartbreaking to hear as well. With Obi-Wan reaching out to touch Cal’s shoulder in a show of sympathy, of understanding. The Purge had taken everything from them, leaving them broken.
“Tell me, how did you overcome?”
He wanted to know, to get a better understanding of the young man he would be teaching. The more that Cal said, the better. But Obi-Wan wouldn’t push him beyond what he was comfortable.
It wasn't more than he was comfortable with. After all, he'd talked about it already.
"I managed to destroy the crystal left in my master's lightsaber, so we had to go to Ilum to get a new one for me. I nearly drowned in the process, and when I took the crystal, it cracked in my palm. Not sure why. Maybe it felt my turmoil. That was ... my lowest point. I felt like I'd failed everyone. Myself, my master, my friends, the entire galaxy. BD-1 convinced me that it wasn't all over. I managed to take the broken pieces and make a new lightsaber with my master's and Cere's hilt together."
He pulls his lightsaber free from his belt and puts the tea cup down before taking hold of each hilt with one hand. Then, he twists them, and pulls them apart.
Listening intently, the older man winces slightly in sympathy upon hearing Cal had destroyed his master’s crystal. While attachment wasn’t something they were supposed to do, that would sting for any Jedi. He then nods and grimaces again at his tale of Illum. An appropriate place to go for a new crystal and sounds like it was perhaps untouched by the Empire. At least up to that point.
When Cal pulls out the lightsaber he had cobbled together from two others with a new crystal, Obi-Wan means over with interest to take a look.
“That’s quite the story, but it seems to me that trial has only strengthened you.” Which is how it should be. No one improved by taking the easy path.
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It’s good to remember that each of us has our different gifts. Some things come easier to us than others.
Anakin was naturally very gifted in many aspects. He excelled so well that he often got impatient, wanting to push ahead in his training faster than he should. Though there were things he struggled with as well.
In contrast I was not naturally gifted and the Force didn’t come easily for me. My talents were with the lightsaber and with diplomacy.
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Speaking of gifts. I was born with a rare Force ability. Psychometry.
[ Since Obi-Wan is a Master and was on the council, he at least shouldn't need an explanation. ]
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Really? That is quite rare, but I did know another Jedi with that ability. He was quite proficient at it, and used his gift for tracking.
[Reaching to his belt, Obi-Wan removes his lightsaber and offers it to Cal.]
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Plus he’s only had this particular lightsaber for a few years. Through the war and well… the end of it. The memories wouldn’t all be good but they wouldn’t all be bad either.]
What does it tell you?
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Which only makes the betrayal even worse. Cal takes a harsh breath at the sensation of it pulling at his very soul and twisting in his chest, and his eyes fall shut as the echo takes over almost all of his senses. The heat on his face, the weight of grief, Anakin's eyes filled with rage and, somewhere deeper down, perhaps pain. The sound of Anakin's scream as he caught fire.
It takes a few moments for him to come out of it, to open his eyes and ease his grip on the lightsaber. After he takes another breath, much more controlled, he finally looks back at Obi-Wan. ]
You fought him.
>_> <_< Hope you don’t mind me tagging this lol.
Reaching out his hand again, the lightsaber lifted from Cal’s and gently floated to its owner. He didn’t have to know who the Padawan was referring to, it was clear what it had showed him.]
That was the day the Republic fell, and the Jedi Order ceased to be.
Not at all!
Do you ...
[ His voice trembles more than he'd like it to, and he shakes his head as he sucks in a breath between his teeth. It's not shame or anything like that, but he'd like to actually properly get the words out. This is important.
Not that it helps. It still trembles. ]
It's still a mystery to me. What happened with the clones? Do you know?
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After a moment though, the Jedi nods quietly.]
I think I do.
[He didn’t know every detail, but he had time to think about it and put the pieces together.]
They were being controlled by the very man who orchestrated the entire war.
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Palpatine.
[ It's not a question. At this point, he's pretty sure. It must be. ]
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Yes.
[He had been right under their noses the entire time. The Sith Lord that they had been looking for. Planning the war and the destruction of the Jedi.]
It’s not their fault.
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I see.
[ It's barely audible. He leans back, sinking into the cushion as he tilts his head back. ]
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That being said, many perished. Far too many. Aside from yourself, your friend, and Master Yoda, I don’t personally know of anyone else who survived.
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[ Another pause, another deep breath. There's so much to talk about, so many things he can't help but think Obi-Wan has to know. He's not really worried about talking about it, but it feels a little like staring down a pit. ]
Palpatine knew they didn't get everyone. They've been trying to track down the last of us. Do you know about the Inquisitors?
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[He stops there, feeling the lump in his throat. They obviously knew that he was still alive. So it would stand to reason they would expect others. But his brow then creased slightly in confusion.]
Inquisitors? No, I don’t.
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They would have killed me on Bracca if Cere didn't show up.
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For several moments Obi-Wan could only stare at Cal, completely speechless. It was bad enough that so many younglings and Padawans had been slaughtered, but this was a different kind of evil. The scope of Anakin’s betrayal sinking in even more.
“Padawans turned against their own people?”
Clearly this was something Obi-Wan hadn’t even considered as a possibility. It was unfathomable to him. And yet before it happened, he never would have thought Anakin capable of what he did. And now he knows his own Padawan used children to kill other Jedi.
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For now, he decides to skip that.
"One of them was Cere's Padawan. I encountered her several times afterwards. During one of our fights, I managed to disarm her and took her lightsaber. I got to ... I saw what they did to her. The echo was so powerful I couldn't see anything else, or move. It was really painful. I don't want that to happen again. To be overwhelmed like that. Do you know if it's possible to learn to control it better?"
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“It is possible,” Obi-Wan says quietly. Frowning softly as he considers it. “Admittedly I’m not the best teacher as I don’t have the skill myself, not to that extent. I can feel impressions, echoes, feelings, but certainly not so vividly. But I think I can help you regardless.”
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The echoes will happen regardless, that much he's certain of. Most of them aren't like that. Next time, though, he might not be so lucky that his opponent thinks they have something more important to do.
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It was the same for controlling one’s force powers in general. Every now and then a youngling would crop up whose force abilities were beyond what they could manage. It wasn’t until they learned the ways of the Jedi that they could effectively use their abilities. Cal’s psychometry was of a similar thread, but his training was cut short due to the purge.
Now here comes the questions.
“How often do you meditate?”
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"Every day," he says, and leans forward to rest his arms on his knees. "But for five years I didn't. I tried, but ... After the Purge, every time I tried I'd feel this ... fear, and I'd lose control. So I stopped. My connection was broken. It's fine now. Stronger than before, I think."
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“Tell me, how did you overcome?”
He wanted to know, to get a better understanding of the young man he would be teaching. The more that Cal said, the better. But Obi-Wan wouldn’t push him beyond what he was comfortable.
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"I managed to destroy the crystal left in my master's lightsaber, so we had to go to Ilum to get a new one for me. I nearly drowned in the process, and when I took the crystal, it cracked in my palm. Not sure why. Maybe it felt my turmoil. That was ... my lowest point. I felt like I'd failed everyone. Myself, my master, my friends, the entire galaxy. BD-1 convinced me that it wasn't all over. I managed to take the broken pieces and make a new lightsaber with my master's and Cere's hilt together."
He pulls his lightsaber free from his belt and puts the tea cup down before taking hold of each hilt with one hand. Then, he twists them, and pulls them apart.
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When Cal pulls out the lightsaber he had cobbled together from two others with a new crystal, Obi-Wan means over with interest to take a look.
“That’s quite the story, but it seems to me that trial has only strengthened you.” Which is how it should be. No one improved by taking the easy path.
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