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[onlyhope]

CHARACTERS: Anakin, Cal & Obi-Wan
DATE: September, throughout
WARNINGS: fuckboy behaviour, probably talk of war and genocide
SUMMARY: training sessions and gross domestic stuff. if you ever wanted to oogle your Jedi neighbour here is your chance...

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[onlyhope]

[ Anakin dodges back with a nimble flip, and Obi-Wan finds himself smiling before his former Padawan even lands. He straightens up and gestures wide with both hands, swinging the humming blue plasma out to the side, completely opening up his chest to attack. ]

Ah, so you have retained some of my lessons.

[ There's a cheekiness in the bante and in the glimmer of his eyes. That's precisely what Soresu is designed to do, and is the kind of thing that works exceptionally well against volatile opponents. It's also the sort of thing Obi-Wan has used in the past when Anakin is riding high, and needs an outlet to batter against. Come to think of it, he hasn't seen Anakin like that in a little while. Had that been an early warning sign too?

But he isn't thinking about that right now. Right now, he's looking at that cocky smirk on Anakin's face and realizing how much he'd missed it. Alright, so it's time to get serious.

With a sudden hop forward, he spins for momentum and brings his saber around horizontally with both hands on the hilt. ]

[unrepentant]

[It's much flashier than their fights ever are. Sparring with Obi-Wan had often been a matter of exhausting himself working his way into the man's defences. Of finally being able to push through only to end up disarmed or spent. It's been a long time since then. But already there are beats of this fight that default to those days. That snapshot of who they were.

He's aware of Obi-Wan as an extension of himself, a movement in two parts, and that must be why he knows where to be. What to do. His friend hops forward, always surprisingly light on his feet, and slashes. Anakin dips, spine bowing as he ducks beneath the blow; the lightsaber cuts through empty air.

But now that he's dropped his center of gravity, there's no reason Obi-Wan shouldn't have to follow suit. Anakin rises just long enough to drop a second time, now kicking out with one foot in an attempt to pull Obi-Wan's weight out from under him.]

[onlyhope]

[ They've had years of practice together, and Obi-Wan has had the single, fulfilling sensation of watching Anakin improve over time. Gone are the days when Obi-Wan could end the fight in three quick moves — now they are matched perfectly. It isn't a spar so much as it is a dance.

Anakin sinks underneath his saber, drops to kick his leg out. Obi-Wan flips over his lowered center of gravity and lands on one foot, flips his saber over to swing overhead and down onto his friend. They are still in the testing phase, checking one another's guards and nimbleness.

But more than that is the movement of them in the Force. Each time they come together Obi-Wan brushes up against his signature. That alone isn't unusual, they have done plenty of moving meditation together — but they have had so little time to spend in one another's company without something universe ending going on around them. Obi-Wan is keenly aware of the way it is just the two of them in this sparring circle. ]

[unrepentant]

[He feels his breath, warm and alive inside his lungs, moving though body like water- like a tide that goes all the way to his feet and then goes out. Back into Obi-Wan.

Anakin kicks out at nothing because Obi-Wan has started ignoring gravity again. His friend leaps, nimble and infuriatingly light, and his balance seems to change in the air. Obi-Wan swings down onto him and instead of making any effort to get out of the way, Anakin brings his lightsaber up and meets it. Pushes to his feet and in doing so, forces Obi-Wan's momentum to reverse.

Their signatures connect and just like that, Anakin is a brushfire, alight everywhere.]