this love is taking its toll on me

[insourarmor]

WHO: Fakir and Obi-Wan
WHERE: The Jinn Memorial School of Comfortable Pajamas Transcendental Yoga
WHEN: Friday, September 11th, in the evening.
WARNINGS: Angst, and a cat out of a bag. Also I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THE COMMENT FUCKERY LJ WILL NOT SAVE MY DECISION TO UNDO THE CUSTOM COMMENT PAGES.
SUMMARY: Two knights have something unexpected in common

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[taughttolisten]

Obi-Wan's walking stick thumped gently on the floor, sending the kittens racing for the studio door seconds before he pushed it open. His free arm was full of groceries, and behind him one of the girls from the bakery held two more bags.

"Thank you so much for your help, Jenny," Obi-Wan said warmly as she set the bags down. "I can take it from here."

The girl shot Fakir a smile, shy but genuine, then shook Obi-Wan's hand (and if Fakir looked closely, he'd notice several folded bills passing between them) and practically skipped back down the stairs.

"Good evening, Fakir."

[insourarmor]

Fakir nodded his greeting, but didn't speak up until the girl had gone.

"Evening. How's your leg?" he asked, walking over to grab one of the bags.

[taughttolisten]

"Somewhat better." Obi-Wan stretched slightly, and then gestured towards Mytho. "How is he?"

[insourarmor]

"Very much the same as before," Fakir said with a note of bitterness as he set to work putting things away. "He's still weak and tired. Sleeps a lot."

[nifku19]

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