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Fall of the Risen	By : Meleana24 Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 3080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seated on the sofa in the main room Obi-Wan was finding it difficult to concentrate through Meleana's humming. The first few weeks of work within the temple were somewhat relieving. Anakin was able to focus on his training without any distractions, and Obi-Wan was able to relax. Now the close quarters were beginning to get to him. He and Ketana continued to disagree on the handling of Meleana. Meleana had not had any breakthroughs, save for the fact that she had remembered the words to every song she'd ever heard and now was constantly musical. Her never ending singing would sway from soothing to maddening as it went on. He looked away from his reading and up at Meleana who was drawing something at the table.
“Meleana,” Obi-Wan began in a harsh tone.
“Yes?” she said sweetly. She always perked up when he spoke to her, which was likely because he didn't do it very often.
The twinkle in her eye made him second guess what he'd been about to say, “Where did you hear the song you're singing?”
She looked around and waited for it to come to her. Sometimes she would remember small details when asked directly “When I was dancing,” her answers were not always the most descriptive.
Obi-Wan went back to reading. He found her vague replies as useful as her singing. Neither would be useful in returning her to her former self. When she began to hum again he took a deep breath, “Have you memorized the Jedi code yet?” Obi-Wan had given her a few things to memorize that she should have already known.
“There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no chaos, there is harmony....” She looked up to her right and paused, “There is no death, there is the Force.”
Obi-Wan shook his head, “There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force.”
“I'll keep working on it,” She said and went back to her drawing, this time without humming. She tended not to hum when she was frustrated.
“How do you know me?” Meleana asked when he didn't acknowledge her again.
“As I've told you before, we are friends. We met on a mission,” He said still reading.
“Are we friends? You don't seem to like me very much,” her tone was completely neutral. She had gotten better at controlling her emotions.
He put the datapad aside again, “We don't really know one another.”
“We've lived together for over a month,” she countered.
Obi-Wan couldn't think of a polite way to bring up her complete lack of a personality. Ketana had set the bar rather high with her constant pandering to Meleana's every whim.
“I remember Ketana more than I remember you,” she added.
He wasn't sure if that was meant to hurt him, or make him feel as though he hadn't been putting any effort into restoring her memory. He would try to test her, he'd even give her the occasional prompt, but nothing ever came of it.
“You've known Ketana longer. You have more to remember,” He said plainly.
“She tells me things. They help me remember.”
“The stories of our interactions won't make any sense without context.”
“Not all the stories Ketana tells me are about me,” Meleana shook her head and went back to her drawing.
They were silent until Ketana returned to the ship. She had a bag of food with her. Meleana had begun eating like a teenage boy, which had at least helped fill out her skeletal frame.
She looked down at what Meleana was drawing on her way into the kitchen and paused briefly. She came back empty handed and stood behind Meleana.
“Who is that?” Ketana asked.
“Ari,” Meleana replied looking at her drawing. She'd gotten quite good in the past month. It was all she ever seemed to do. Draw and hum.
“Who is Ari?”
Meleana stared at the picture for a moment before crumpling it up and throwing it at the floor. “I want to go for a walk,” she said standing up.
“Alright, we can go for a walk,” Ketana looked from her to Obi-Wan wondering what had happened while she was gone.
“I want to go by myself! Why can't I ever do anything without you coddling me or him judging me? What was so wrong with me that no one trusts me to be alone for an hour?”
Ketana folded her arms over her chest defensively, “You haven't done anything wrong. Obi-Wan and I are simply concerned-”
“Concerned about what? Hmm? I am in the Jedi temple and I can barely make it through ten pushups. I am hardly a threat to anyone here. Why have I been chained to the two of you for a month? Why not just let me go so I can stop wasting everyone’s time? Obviously you have better things to do than watch me!” Meleana was pacing around the room in circles, “Please tell me what I did that was so wrong. How did I end up like this? I hear you two arguing about how frustrated you are all night. At least you can be frustrated together. I don't know anything. No one else knows what I am going through. And everyone knows more about how I 'should be' than me! Anakin is the only one who doesn't treat me like I'm something wrong!”
“Meleana I don't think-” Meleana interrupted Ketana before she could finish.
“You're just as bad as he is! I have amnesia, I'm not an infant! You treat me like a child and he treats me like an imposter,” Meleana looked from Obi-Wan to Ketana. Apparently she didn't like what she saw on either of their faces because she threw her hands up and stormed into her bedroom.
“The funny thing is she never really liked Anakin before,” Obi-Wan said to break the tense silence.
“I don't find any humor in this situation,” Ketana's words were like daggers, “Go talk to her.”
“Why? She's right. Do you want me to walk in there and tell her that?”
Ketana did not share his sense of humor, “she just told me she's sick of me coddling her. If I do it it'll only upset her more.”
“I am not going to encourage her tantrums with positive reinforcement,” Obi-Wan put his datapad away. He doubted he'd be getting back to reading any time soon. Ketana's tensing posture only reaffirmed this idea.
“You gave up on her before you ever made an effort.”
Obi-Wan shook his head; he'd been waiting for this argument.
“If you're going to deny it then deny it. You can't because you know I'm right. You've never believed in her. Aside from the odd visit from Master Windu or Yoda she spends all of her time with us and you make it very clear that you do not care for her.”
“Caring for her is all I've done for the past month,” He spoke slowly and deliberately, “I’ve brought her all kinds of memory recovery games, exercises and devices. None of them have done her a bit of good. She didn't suffer a traumatic brain injury. There aren't any synapses to connect. The more time passes the more open we have to be to the possibility that she isn't Meleana. Nothing I do is going to change that.”
“So you just completely toss aside all the things she has remembered? Could you possibly be taking out your feelings on her?”
“What feelings would those be?” She was beginning to get on his nerves.
“I'd imagine you have some guilt over her death, and perhaps harbor some resentment that she hasn't had a single memory you're a part of.”
Obi-Wan opened his mouth to respond just as the ship's holotransmitter began to chime.
“I'll get it,” they said in unison.
They both marched into the control room and pressed the button to answer the call at the same time.
“Glad to see you are working together,” Master Windu said as they retracted their arms.
“Master,” they shot each other a look. If they were speaking at the same time perhaps they were spending too much time together.
“How is Meleana's progress?”
“She's much better.”
“She's unchanged,” Again they spoke at the same time. They glared at one another before looking back to the Jedi Master's projection.
“Well which is it?” Judging by his expression Master Windu seemed to have caught on to their bickering.
“She's remembered small details of her life. She drew a picture of her Master today,” Ketana said encouragingly.
Obi-Wan decided against adding anything. Master Windu must have had a reason for his call. He doubted very much he just wanted to check in on Meleana's progress. They sent healers for that.
“I think you'll both be glad to hear I have a mission for the four of you.”
“Master, with all due respect, Meleana is in no shape-”
“Are you questioning my judgment, Obi-Wan?”
He wanted to point out that that was in fact exactly what he was doing, “No, Master.”
“Her records indicate she is only recalling things from her early childhood, is that correct?”
Ketana spoke up before Obi-Wan could, “She has small insights from other points in her life, but so far her childhood is the only thing she has full memories of.”
Master Windu nodded, “as it would happen her home world has requested Jedi aid in resolving their civil war. Perhaps being there will help her put together the fragmented memories she has of her early life, and allow her to progress more in her recollection of her life as a Jedi.”
Obi-Wan hardly saw how that was possible. If the temple and her starship had done nothing to stir her memory there was no reason to believe another location would. He was on the other hand dying to get off the ship, and out of the temple. He allowed Master Windu to continue speaking without voicing his concerns.
“You are to bring Meleana along with you. Do not let her identity be known. From my understanding her step-mother is not terribly fond of her.”
“Will we be visiting her family?” Obi-Wan asked. The looks given to him by Ketana and Mace told him he'd just asked a stupid question.
“Ikriv Ariadne is the ruler of Bierna; she will be hosting you while you are on the planet.”
“Meleana never mentioned that little detail?” Ketana asked with her brow raised.
“It goes a long way towards explaining her attitude.”
“Are you done?” Master Windu asked impatiently. The two Jedi bowed slightly and he continued, “I am sending you the mission briefing. It should be straight forward enough. Both sides have agreed to working on terms for peace. May the Force be with you.”
When Master Windu disconnected Obi-Wan turned to Ketana, “Wasn't Meleana's master killed on the last mission to her home world?”
Ketana nodded, “Her’s are a volatile people.”
“Why does that not surprise me?”
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