~*~

It's quiet this morning. The sun is just starting to come up and I sit on the front steps watching the first rays of light creep over the horizon.

Yes, I'm one of those demented morning people. The air is fresh and crisp, the day brand new and full of endless possibilities.

We're home! Home from that polluted, overblown city-world of Coruscant. It's always fun to visit. To shop there, soak up the energy of a metropolis and sample the delights of a very sophisticated society.

I wouldn't trade it for one second here at HSU.

The grrls who stayed on campus are up in arms about something. Nah, I didn't really want to know. They're an excitable bunch, always finding something to make a drama of. Not saying that's a bad thing, it certainly keeps the place from being boring, but they do create enough angst for themselves and then seem to revel in it.

I don't understand that... I mean, we have everything here. A campus suited to our every whim, friends who insult us at one turn then fiercely take arms against anyone dissing us, jobs you can only dream of out in the real world...

And the General.

I mean, come on. He's the main draw to this place. Would any of us be here if he wasn't?

Doubtful. Just look at the outside interests some grrls have as it is. I sincerely doubt that they would stick around for the courses and education if General Obi-Wan Kenobi wasn't here.

Would I?

No...I'd follow him wherever he went. Sounds wenchly, but it's true.  That man has won me over completely. Look for another like him. True, you'll find men who are handsome, virile, good in bed.

Will you ever find a man who adores you as much as he does? Who allows you the freedom he does? Who supports any endeavour -- even when he obviously doesn't approve?

No.

He *is* handsome. Charming. Classy. Sophisticated.

But he is so much more.

How many men will willingly recite poetry -- and carry it off without sounding stupid?

True, none of us gets to spend as much time with him as we would like. That's a fact of life when you're on a campus with forty some-odd women also gunning for the same man.

But he's here. He loves us all and wants to spend time with us. Truly longs to be with us, doing whatever it is we choose at that time. Loving, talking, watching a movie, going for a walk, going for a ride on his motorcycle...

Obi-Wan doesn't care what he does with us...as long as it is *with* us.

"You're certainly lost deep in thought this morning, love."

I look up and smile as he sits next to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and pulling me in to his side. "Isn't it beautiful?"

I meant the sunrise.

General Kenobi looks at me and nods, brushing back a wisp of hair from my face. "Yes," he agrees, eyes darkening. "Thoroughly beautiful."