These Little Conversations - Orto Plutonia
Title: These Little Conversations - Orto Plutonia.
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes, it's the little conversations that mean the most. Five moments between Buffy and Obi-Wan.
Prompt: "Snow" for 5_times and tth100, and "big bang" for xoverland .
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" and all related characters; George Lucas owns "Star Wars" and all related characters; I own nothing.
Note: Written as a Secret Santa present for musesinspire at THE ROOFTOP.
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Looking around, Obi-Wan frowned slightly. He and Anakin were standing slightly behind Senator Riyo Chuchi while she and the chief of the Talz tribe worked out the details of the peace agreement through a combination of drawings and gestures. Threepio was standing there, attempting to translate, but unable to do so. The snow storm had died down slightly, but even with the improved visibility, he couldn't see Buffy's slight form amidst the white landscape.
"Where's Buffy?" Obi-Wan muttered to Anakin, attempting to be discreet. He was unsure of how well his former Padawan would be able to hear him through the thick hood and the gusts of wind.
"I think she's back there," Anakin whispered back, gesturing with his head. "She dropped back when Senator Chuchi started talking." Obi-Wan nodded, and quietly backed away from the group before setting off in the way Anakin had motioned to. If it were a normal individual, he would have used the Force, but Buffy was difficult to feel at the best of times, and with the recent battle, it was even harder to sense her.
He found her kneeling over a body of a fallen clone trooper; Cabe if he remembered correctly based on the markings on his helmet that were barely visible through the snow that had already fallen over the corpse. Quietly, he went to stand next to her, laying a hand on her shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"It was just so pointless," Buffy said in a hollow voice, not looking up from the body. "Every single fucking thing about this place, all the people that died for one idiot's ego. There was nothing here that they should have died over, absolutely nothing. What was the point, Ben?" She angrily wiped at her face before looking up at him with tear-filled eyes. "None of them should've died, Ben. None of them, and they did, and it just doesn't make any sense!"
"Sometimes war doesn't make sense, Buffy," he answered gently, offering her his hand. "It's chaotic, and bloody, and sometimes utterly pointless." Buffy took his hand and wearily got to her feet, brushing the snow off of her pant legs.
"But this, Ben?" she replied, looking around at the scattered bodies. "What did we get done here? Maybe Pantora can now have a chairman who doesn't have his head so far up his ass, but other than that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
Obi-Wan didn't say anything, trying to find the best way to respond to Buffy's mixture of grief, anger, and disappointment. "It never should have come to this," he admitted, looking first at the bodies and then at Buffy. "The Chairman was wrong in his assumptions about the Talz and he paid for his arrogance with his life. But now all we can do is make sure that the Pantorans understand it is on them to make sure history doesn't repeat itself."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better? Because as a feel good speech, it's a little bit of a fail," Buffy said with a bitter laugh.
"I'm merely stating the truth," he responded, walking back towards the survivors of the battle. Buffy followed him after a pause, but stopped when they came across another body. In front of them lay the empty shell of Chairman Chi Cho, his empty eyes staring at the snow-leaden sky.
"If he hadn't insisted on having the base built here, would everyone who died still be alive?" Buffy asked quietly, looking down at the body, more to herself than to Obi-Wan. He didn't answer, waiting as she studied the scene before her.
"Let's go," Buffy finally said, looking up at Obi-Wan, her eyes still retaining their tired bitterness.
"As soon as Senator Chuchi has finished negotiating with the Talz and received confirmation from the Assembly, we'll be leaving," Obi-Wan told her as they began to make their way towards the others. Buffy nodded, and let out a sigh.
"Good. The sooner we leave this place the better," she said as they drew near the others. Anakin gave them a look, but didn't say anything, and they turned their attention back towards the peace process before them.
Rating: PG
Summary: Sometimes, it's the little conversations that mean the most. Five moments between Buffy and Obi-Wan.
Prompt: "Snow" for 5_times and tth100, and "big bang" for xoverland .
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" and all related characters; George Lucas owns "Star Wars" and all related characters; I own nothing.
Note: Written as a Secret Santa present for musesinspire at THE ROOFTOP.
Claims Table
Looking around, Obi-Wan frowned slightly. He and Anakin were standing slightly behind Senator Riyo Chuchi while she and the chief of the Talz tribe worked out the details of the peace agreement through a combination of drawings and gestures. Threepio was standing there, attempting to translate, but unable to do so. The snow storm had died down slightly, but even with the improved visibility, he couldn't see Buffy's slight form amidst the white landscape.
"Where's Buffy?" Obi-Wan muttered to Anakin, attempting to be discreet. He was unsure of how well his former Padawan would be able to hear him through the thick hood and the gusts of wind.
"I think she's back there," Anakin whispered back, gesturing with his head. "She dropped back when Senator Chuchi started talking." Obi-Wan nodded, and quietly backed away from the group before setting off in the way Anakin had motioned to. If it were a normal individual, he would have used the Force, but Buffy was difficult to feel at the best of times, and with the recent battle, it was even harder to sense her.
He found her kneeling over a body of a fallen clone trooper; Cabe if he remembered correctly based on the markings on his helmet that were barely visible through the snow that had already fallen over the corpse. Quietly, he went to stand next to her, laying a hand on her shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"It was just so pointless," Buffy said in a hollow voice, not looking up from the body. "Every single fucking thing about this place, all the people that died for one idiot's ego. There was nothing here that they should have died over, absolutely nothing. What was the point, Ben?" She angrily wiped at her face before looking up at him with tear-filled eyes. "None of them should've died, Ben. None of them, and they did, and it just doesn't make any sense!"
"Sometimes war doesn't make sense, Buffy," he answered gently, offering her his hand. "It's chaotic, and bloody, and sometimes utterly pointless." Buffy took his hand and wearily got to her feet, brushing the snow off of her pant legs.
"But this, Ben?" she replied, looking around at the scattered bodies. "What did we get done here? Maybe Pantora can now have a chairman who doesn't have his head so far up his ass, but other than that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
Obi-Wan didn't say anything, trying to find the best way to respond to Buffy's mixture of grief, anger, and disappointment. "It never should have come to this," he admitted, looking first at the bodies and then at Buffy. "The Chairman was wrong in his assumptions about the Talz and he paid for his arrogance with his life. But now all we can do is make sure that the Pantorans understand it is on them to make sure history doesn't repeat itself."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better? Because as a feel good speech, it's a little bit of a fail," Buffy said with a bitter laugh.
"I'm merely stating the truth," he responded, walking back towards the survivors of the battle. Buffy followed him after a pause, but stopped when they came across another body. In front of them lay the empty shell of Chairman Chi Cho, his empty eyes staring at the snow-leaden sky.
"If he hadn't insisted on having the base built here, would everyone who died still be alive?" Buffy asked quietly, looking down at the body, more to herself than to Obi-Wan. He didn't answer, waiting as she studied the scene before her.
"Let's go," Buffy finally said, looking up at Obi-Wan, her eyes still retaining their tired bitterness.
"As soon as Senator Chuchi has finished negotiating with the Talz and received confirmation from the Assembly, we'll be leaving," Obi-Wan told her as they began to make their way towards the others. Buffy nodded, and let out a sigh.
"Good. The sooner we leave this place the better," she said as they drew near the others. Anakin gave them a look, but didn't say anything, and they turned their attention back towards the peace process before them.