Hero of Naboo(chapter 11 Preview)

Obi-wan had made tthe conscious decision to not consider Darth Vader a monster simply for being a Sith. That said, he still hated what had happened to the Jedi Temple because of the man.

Oh, it looked the same, no one had died, and any who might be a frequent, non-force sensitive guest to the Temple might just think the Jedi were simply having a busy ttime lately; What with the rushed paces and hagard expressions that might be misinterpreted as a sign of exhaustion.

But any Jedi, who had grown in the tranquility of the Temple, could tell otherwise. Walking through the Temple had always felt to Obi-wan as if transversing through omnipresent lights of pure clarity. There was a path, even if it wasn't always easy to understand the directions, but the surity that all would be well. It was the a building of calmness, of peace.

Yet the metaphoric lights had dimmed, almost physically to his own eyes. A weight  was there. Not a harsh weight, but enough to notice. Enough to never NOT notice it. The Masters handled it best, he knew, simply forcing out the ambient tendrils of the Dark Side. The Knights and older padawans like himself had to tread carefully. He wouldn't disuade blame by saying his fruitless atempt to attack Vader was purely because of being overcome breifly by the dark influence, but he would claim it as a factor.

It was the youngling he worried for. He heard that none had been outside the temple since Vader had revealed himself. They were tired from nightterrors and confused by this new....thing they sensed, and ultimately scared from both. They were children and instinctively fasinated, if not outright afraid of both Vader's pressence in the force and the Dark Side, which Vader acted as a figurtive window for. Or a gateway, he was sure the council members already believed. He wasn't sure he didn't believe it either, but he at least hoped that if so, it was an unintentional gateway.

He pushed such thoughts from his mind as his master came to a pause in the story.

".....and that was when my padawan believed I had been killed and thought it would be a good idea to try hold Vader at lightsaber point," Qui-Gon paused with a mental smirk as Obi-Wan stiffened as the Masters looked to him in confusion.

"Well, I assumed that, if he killed Master Qui-Gon, I was next, so...given that we were stranded, it seemed like the best idea at the time," Obi-Wan explained with obvios embarassment.

There was some brief looks and feelings sent through the force around the council room, Yoda and Dooku looking almost amused. "I believe we can accept that as a suitible reaction for a padawan, given the sheer absurdity of the situation," Dooku mused with a soothing voice, the only council member standing. An obvious message that he didn't plan on staying long term.

"After that, we left without issue and arrived on Coruscant," Qui-Gon finished up.

"Anything to add, you have, Young Kenobi?" Yoda prompted, leveling the boy with an interested gaze.

The entire conversation he had with Vader flashed through his mind in an instant. "There is one thing, Masters....."