It was faint at first, but as I followed it, it got stronger. I ended up in Barriss' quarters, and there it was like stepping into a kitchen. Hot, warm, and mouth watering. Of course, Anakin had beat me there. I wont make a joke about his nose. I could but I won't.
"Take it you smell that, too?" he asked as I walked in.
"Yeah, odd smell to come from in here." I wondered if he recognized the particular type of brownies we smelled.
"Qui-Gon," he muttered.
Quick back note: on Tatooine when Qui-Gon found Anakin, after the pod race he made those special brownies for everyone. You never forget the smell of them, trust me. Very unique.
Barriss’ room didn't look slept in, much less lived in. It was very neat, tidy. Anakin wandered around, not touching anything, but looking. "I get the impression she hasn't been here for awhile," he said. "I'm going to go see if I can locate Erifa."
I nodded and watched him go. The smell of brownies intensified after he left. I usually don’t go around talking to myself but I whispered, "Qui-Gon?"
"Depends on your point of view," a voice whispered back. I sensed the reply before it came but it still startled me. He was, after all, dead. To be honest, I nearly came out of my boots.
If you have never seen a Force ghost, you had no idea. They glow blue and you can see right through them. Unnerving to some people, Jedi or not, and my nerves were already on edge because of you know who.
"She isn't here, little one," Qui-Gon told me.
I completely forgot about Barriss for a second, I was surprised to see him. "Is that why you are here?"
"That and because of you." I waited. He stared at me. "Oh, you want me to go on?"
I blinked. "Uh... yes?"
"This Darth Vader, stay away from him, you'll wish you hadn't"
"Why? Other than obvious reasons," I asked.
"Just trust me on that. And keep an eye on Anakin. A close one," he answered, very seriously. "You really want to do that."
"I do that anyway," I said. Well, I do!
"Not what I mean, but it will do for now. As for Barriss, mourning moon."
"Mourning moon?" I knotted my brows. "What does that mean?"
"I can't tell you," he answered.
I waved a hand. "That doesn't help!"
"It does, if you think on it."
"Are you taking classes from Master Yoda on riddles in the afterlife?" But I smiled. Same old Qui-Gon.
He smiled then looked to the door. "Anakin is coming back. Don't tell him we spoke, he is not ready."
"And I am?"
"More than you know," he replied and disappeared.
Whatever that means. Anakin came back in and paused, sniffing the air. "I don't smell it anymore." I didn’t say anything. "What’s up with that expression?"
Anakin smirked. "Looks like you’re having a hard time doing it."
"Shut up, Skywalker."
He laughed then got serious. "Erifa is gone."
I looked at him. "What does 'mourning moon' mean?"
Anakin rubbed his neck. I love it when he does that. "I have no clue. Why do you ask?"
"Then why ask?"
He shrugged. "Sorry. I’ll go see what I can find out. If Barriss left the Temple, someone must have seen her leave. I'll let you know."
He left again and I went to the Archives. I research but I need to know what 'mourning moon' means. That is where I am right now.
Unfortualy I keep getting distracted by holos about Darth Vader. He decided to post last night.
I spent the rest of the night in the Infirmary the night of the party. I know you wonder why. Well, Darth is a Sith Lord from ten years in the future, and well, he's just evil. Really evil, so I hear.
Not the kinda guy you want giving you roses. I think I should follow Qui-Gon's advice on that situation.
And why would I care to see him fixing his lightsaber?
He must own a really cheap saber! LOL!
(Note from author: I didn't make this picture but props to whoever did. LMAO!)