Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the planet's name.
'blah' means thoughts
/blah/ means bond talking
It was six in the morning and Qui-Gon had been awake for awhile. He decided that his apprentice needed to get up as well. He called out, "Padawan, wake-up!"
No answer. Qui-Gon frowned and contacted his apprentice through their Bond. /Obi-Wan, wake-up!/
/Master, can you come here, please?/ Obi-Wan's voice was muted a little.
Curious as to why, Qui-Gon did as the boy asked. Obi-Wan was sitting on his bed, already dressed, when his master entered his room. "Obi-Wan, what's wrong?" Qui-Gon was very concerned. His padawan was usually a chatterbox. He couldn't get him to be quiet! So when Obi-Wan didn't say anything, Qui-Gon KNEW something was wrong. Obi-Wan tapped his throat lightly. "Does your throat hurt?"
The apprentice nodded. Then, he whispered, "I can't talk, Master."
It was a raspy sound, which almost made Qui-Gon cringe. "Come on, Padawan. Let's take you to the healers. They'll tell us what's exactly wrong."
The Master Jedi led his apprentice to the Healers' Wing. One of them approached the Master and Apprentice. "Master Jinn, Apprentice Kenobi; May I help you with anything?"
"My padawan needs a check-up."
"All right. Follow me, Apprentice Kenobi." The healer led Obi-Wan into an examination room. She ran many tests on Obi-Wan. When she found out what was wrong, she came up to Qui-Gon. "Your apprentice has a mild case of laryngitis."
Qui-Gon smiled. He would finally have silence. "Thank you. May he leave? We have a meeting with the council."
"Yes, he can leave. I strongly recommend that Apprentice Kenobi not be allowed to talk for at least three days."
"Be sure to tell him that," Qui-Gon said.
The healer nodded and went in the same direction she had come in. Distress slammed into Qui-Gon through the Bond he has with his apprentice. He smiled. The next three days would be interesting. Obi-Wan walked out of the examination room and toward his master.
Qui-Gon patted his padawan on the shoulder. "Come on, Obi-Wan. There's a meeting with the council that we have to attend."
/But, Master-/ Obi-Wan began.
"No buts, Obi-Wan. We BOTH are required to attend this meeting," Qui-Gon interrupted his apprentice's excuse as he led him into the Council Chamber.
When they reached the center of the room, both Jedi bowed.
"Masters," they chorused, though only Qui-Gon was heard.
"Apprentice Kenobi, speak up. We cannot hear you," Windup said.
"Yes, Padawan. You should speak up," Qui-Gon said. After a second and a death glare from Obi-Wan, he added, "Oh, that's right. You have laryngitis, and you're not supposed to talk for three days."
Obi-Wan glared at his smirking master. Mace Windu smiled at hid friend. Qui-Gon was sure making the most of his padawan's predicament.
"A mission for you we have," Yoda said.
"A planet, Tellon, needs to be surveyed. It needs to be decided if its people are peaceful or war-like," clarified Windu.
'A boring surveillance mission? Why couldn't it be something more exciting?' Obi-Wan half-whined.
/Because, Padawan, the surveillance mission is just as important/
/Master! You were reading my thoughts!/
/No. You were just thinking too loud/ Qui-Gon turned to the Council. "We accept, Master."
Both master and apprentice bowed and exited the room, after receiving a padd on the mission.
/What's it say, Master?/
"It says that it'll take one day to get there, we are to do twenty-four hours of surveillance, and report back."
/So, it'll take three days/
"Yes. Three days."
Qui-Gon had put the ship on autopilot and was in a meditative state. He was just thinking that it would be a quiet flight when…
/So, Master. Do we have a map of the planet?/
/The council didn't give us a map? How are we supposed to map the area without a map? On a surveillance mission, we're supposed to survey the planet and to survey the planet we need strategic locations to survey from but we need a map to locate the towns from and we don't have a map. We're on a surveillance mission without a map!/
Each word Obi-Wan 'spoke' widdled down Qui-Gon's patience until…
"Padawan, I need quiet!"
/Yes, Master/ Five minutes passed before Qui-Gon's peace was interrupted again. /Master…/
Obi-Wan flinched at the level of anger in his master's voice.
/Sorry/ Obi-Wan decided to not bother Qui-Gon for the rest of the tip.
Before entering the planet's atmosphere, Qui-Gon (having come out of his meditative state) said, "Obi-Wan, we're going to enter the planet."
/Yes, Master/ Obi-Wan sat down next to his master in the navigator's seat. They began entering procedures and the ship entered the atmosphere. Their craft suddenly veered to one side, which made the ship off-balance.
Obi-Wan rubbed the back of his neck. /Now, how did that happen?/ He punched a few buttons and the ship leveled out.
Once they landed the ship, Qui-Gon turned to his apprentice. "Padawan, are you all right?"
/I'm fine, Master, aside from the laryngitis. Why do you ask?/
"You normally don't make mistakes like this," Qui-Gon motioned to the controls.
/My mind was on our mission/
"I have has thoughts about our mission, too."
/Master, aren't you surprised? My mind was on the here and now. You're always teaching me about that/
"Oh." Both master and apprentice climbed out of their ship and headed out to survey the planet. They walked to a section of trees. "We'll begin our survey here tomorrow morning. Then, we'll go to the plains I saw on our decent. The mountain chain would be after that, followed by the cliffs. Going underwater will be last."
Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan headed back to their ship. /Underwater? Do we have to, Master?/
"If we want a full survey of the planet, yes. Now, get some sleep."