Prompt 6(a) - Peace
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starwars100Prompt: Peace
Author: peppermint_shamrock
Rating: G
Characters: Bail Organa, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Pairing: platonic Bail & Obi-Wan
Star Wars Media Property: Prequels (No Order 66 AU)
Word count: 300
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: Bail invites Obi-Wan to take a break from post-war rebuilding efforts to celebrate Alderaan's first day of spring.
Author Notes: N/A
Beta: None, it's just me
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Bail waited patiently as the ramp extended from the ship and the door opened. Obi-Wan emerged, smiling and arms spread wide as he approached Bail.
“I know it’s midsummer on Coruscant,” Bail said as he returned the hug. “But I’m glad you could make it for Alderaan’s First of Spring celebration.”
“As am I,” Obi-Wan said. “Though I can’t say I’ve been on Coruscant much lately.”
“Recovery efforts going well, then? I haven’t seen you since the project on Malastare.”
“As well as they can be,” he said. “It takes far longer to rebuild than to destroy, I’m afraid. Your efforts in the Senate are appreciated, but funding can only do so much.”
Bail understood. He’d been on site on plenty of post-war efforts too, and seen the ruined cities and ravaged countrysides; the grief and unease and distrust, all the worse for the knowledge that each side had been betrayed from the onset.
“Come,” Bail said. “We can discuss work later. Today is a day of celebration, and I know you’ll enjoy the festivities.”
Obi-Wan listened attentively as Bail took him around the city and explained the traditions of their celebration of spring. The climate of Alderaan was, of course, such that the beginning of spring still looked much like winter, and the cold air bit at their faces as they walked, offset by the warmth of sharing in celebration with his people and with his friend.
But though the day still resembled winter, the promise of those warmer, vibrant days was evident throughout in the vast displays of traditional artwork and craftsmanship, depicting flowers and rain and sunshine, and in the lively dances and the street performances, in the laughter and singing.
A reminder that they had survived the terrible, cold winter, and that life would grow again.
