"Why are you dressed like that, Anakin?"
"What, these?" I knew it was a mistake to wear my new clothes in front of obi_wan, he isn't a very snappy dresser. "Something I put together. The Supreme Chancellor says..."
"You would do well to keep your own counsel, Padawan. The views of the Supreme Chancellor and the Jedi Council are not always in agreement. Not even in questions of fashion. Anyway, you look like a Nedemian comedy flautist."
Poor Obi-Wan! It must be hard for him to wear those musty old robes when there is so much more out there. Chatting with Supreme Chancellor Palpatine I was surprised to realize just how powerful my innate aesthetic sense was. It's not the sort of thing they explore in our training.
I had barely scratched the surface of textures, fabrics, and colors and here was Obi-Wan already jealous, and he couldn't even see it!
I changed the subject.
"Master, are you sure this is the one? I mean, we've had so many 'concrete leads' in the past few days. I feel as though we've interviewed all the scum on Coruscant."
Obi-Wan muttered something that sounded like, "We don't have the security clearance for that", and went on to remind me that all leads must be followed up.
"But do they need to be 'followed up' by you personally," I asked. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you didn't trust the other investigator's abilities, or maybe you have become to wrapped up in the case."
Obi-Wan stopped in his tracks, and stood silently for a minute.
"The wonderful thing about training a Padawan, Anakin, is that the Master learns as much, from the pupil, as he imparts to him. I see now, that I have become overly involved in this investigation. I will return to the Council and ask for guidance...but first, we will finish what we have begun."
I regretted teasing him like that. Not because he didn't deserve it, but mostly for the reason that I didn't feel like going before the Council again. Investigating was a welcome relief from the boredom of the Temple. I love my studies, but life without adventure is like a dinner without wine (another taste I have my new friends to thank for).
The Council is completely disorganized, and as far as I can tell gets little done. Why a man like Obi-Wan feels the need to update them on every little development I cannot understand. If only he would act without regret, without hesitation...and without the need for explicit orders, he could be one of the greatest Jedi whoever lived. Instead, every time one of us gets a runny nose, it's back to the Council for a strategy meeting.
Much had been planned since the bombing, but little was actually accomplished. Obi-Wan had too many things to worry about lately, sisters, secret plans, count_dooku...
He should have left this investigation up to me. I can tell that I am one of the few to have kept a level head during these events. It's not that I mourn the murder of those poor people any less than the others, it's just that it has to be viewed on a larger scale.
We are an Order under attack. The victims of the bombing were not innocent bystanders, they were our enemies. They were protesting against us! They were tools of Count Dooku, should they really expect so much sympathy from the Jedi Knights whom they despise?
If it was up to me I would investigate, certainly, but for reasons different from Obi-Wan's. What was done was an act against our Order, and against Republic law. Law must be maintained. I would see to it that those responsible were brought to justice. And the victims...well, maybe next time they would choose what side they were on more carefully.
We had arrived at the bar, swoop riders staggered in and out of the doors.
"Anakin, you go around the back, in case he tries to escape."
Obi-Wan stepped inside, and I adjusted my gloves.