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"Well, well, my fault," the Phlog said in false cheerfulness. "Let me buy you another juice."
He bent over the small Ortolan and led him into the cafc.
Siri deactivated her lightsaber. "There. Everyone is sorry. Incident over." Her clear voice sailed out over the crowd. "We can all get back to what we were doing."
The crowd that had been eager to witness a brawl suddenly melted away.
Siri caught sight of Obi-Wan.
"Just a minute too late, as usual," she said.
"We were just waiting to see how you'd handle it," Obi-Wan answered.
"I always wanted to see you go against a Phlog."
Anakin watched Obi-Wan and Siri. A stranger would never know that they were old friends.
He nodded a greeting at Ferus, who nodded stiffly back. There was no need to pretend that they liked each other. Ferus had warned him once that he did not trust him and would keep an eye on him. This had infuriated Anakin, and he still wasn't over it. He had let his anger go, but his resentment still simmered. He knew how a Jedi was supposed to handle that, but he couldn't.
He could not speak to Obi-Wan about it, either. He didn't want his Master to know that a fellow Padawan, especially one as gifted and respected as Ferus, did not trust him.
He turned his attention back to Siri and Obi-Wan, who were talking in low voices.
"… with the crowds like this," Obi-Wan was saying. "It was hard to get to you at all."
"And where was security?" Siri asked. "I saw officers all around undercover, but when they were needed, they were strangely absent."
"Perhaps fewer of them should be undercover," Obi-Wan suggested. "Some should be more visible."
Siri frowned. "The Eucerons hate the security forces. That's why they're undercover. But still, with so many visitors, keeping the peace is the first order of business."
"I'll talk to Liviani Sarno about it," Obi-Wan said, referring to the head of the Games Council.
Anakin couldn't believe it. Obi-Wan hadn't seen Siri in a while, and he only spoke of the mission! Anakin had great respect for Obi-Wan's wisdom, but sometimes he wondered how his Master could co
"Anakin!" Anakin heard the cheerful voice behind him and quickly turned. Tru Veld was loping across the plaza next to his Master, the tall and silent Ry-Gaul. Tru extended one long, flexible arm in a floppy wave that conveyed his excitement and happiness at seeing his friend. He and Tru had been in the same year of training at the Temple, but they had become friends after they had been chosen as Padawans.
Ry-Gaul nodded at Obi-Wan and Siri as they came up, but gave no verbal greeting. The three Masters huddled together for a discussion, leaving the three Padawans to talk among themselves.
"I can't decide, can you?" Tru asked Anakin, his eyes dancing. They were the color of the silver seas of Teevan, his home planet, and when he was excited they sparkled like sunlight on waves.
Anakin was used to Tru starting a conversation midway through. He lifted an eyebrow at him.
"Which Game events to attend," Tru explained. "They all sound fun."
"We are here to keep the peace," Ferus said. "Not to have fun."
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"We haven't received our instructions," Ferus said.
"I am sure our instructions will be to avoid having a good time at all costs," Tru said to Ferus in a mock-serious tone, his eyes still twinkling with silent amusement.
Ferus sighed. "Padawans are always trying to get me to relax," he said. "I'm just not made that way."
Siri, Ry-Gaul, and Obi-Wan turned away from their conference and approached their Padawans.
"We've decided that you three can go off on your own for a while,"
Obi-Wan told them. "But be sure your comlinks are functioning at all times.
" Anakin and Tru exchanged an excited glance. They hadn't expected this good fortune. They had hoped to run into each other, but now they could actually attend at least some of the Games together! Anakin would even put up with Ferus if it meant he could spend time with Tru.
"I contacted Liviani Sarno. She's on her way here," Obi-Wan told them.
"After we receive a briefing, you'll be free to go. Then we'll all meet back at the Games quarters for the evening meal."
Within moments they saw a tall female Euceron heading toward them. She was dressed in a scarlet robe embroidered with orange and gold threads, and her crown of braids was woven with bright jewels. Liviani Sarno was not hard to spot.
Traveling in her wake were three other beings, and Anakin was surprised that he knew two of them. He had met Didi and Astri when they still owned the Coruscant cafc that Dexter Jettster now ran. He knew that they had been close to Qui-Gon Ji
Didi's round brown eyes widened when he saw Obi-Wan. Astri ran forward, her pretty face flushed.
"Obi-Wan!" Dark curls flying, Astri threw herself at Obi-Wan, wrapping her arms around him. Anakin was surprised to see his reserved Master break out into a huge smile and hug Astri back. Didi came up and tried to hug both of them, but his plump arms were too short. He settled for thumping Obi-Wan on the back.
"This makes my eyes new and my heart glad!" Didi cried.
"It is so good to see you!" Astri exclaimed.
"It is good to see you, too," Obi-Wan said. "You are here to see the Games?"
"In an official capacity," Astri said. "I'd like you to meet my husband, Bog Divinian. He's on the Games Council. Bog, this is the great Jedi Knight, Obi-Wan Kenobi."
Bog Divinian was a tall, handsome man in a plumfruit-colored tunic almost as bright as Liviani Sarno's.
"I am honored to meet a Jedi," Bog said. "Do you know Liviani Sarno?"
"This is our first meeting," Obi-Wan said with a quick nod. He introduced the Padawans. Siri coolly assessed the Council member. Ry-Gaul stood silent.
"We are glad the Jedi accepted the request of the Ruling Power to monitor the Games," Liviani said. "We can use the help. Many more came than we expected."