My first drabble and I managed exactly 100 words. Haven't written any TPM for ages - I'd forgotten how much I missed it.
Suspense
Obi-Wan adjusted his grip on his lightsabre. It was not yet activated but he held it ready to fight. He knew they were out there; he knew they were coming. At least, he thought he knew. They had been waiting for so long now he was beginning to wonder. He had wanted to go and check but Qui-Gon had not let him, merely assuring him they were coming and Obi-Wan should be patient. It was not knowing that was the worst.
And then they came and Obi-Wan was fighting and he was tired and he wished he was waiting instead.
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