Another day wasted - No, scratch that - Spent perusing the endless holographic texts stored in the Jedi Archives. At his Master's request, Obi-Wan spent a sizable amount of his free time researching ancient prophecies, gathering knowledge until his eyes, overworked and bleary, began to struggle to differentiate between the different words and symbols in front of him.

It was crucial that he periodically remind himself that knowledge was one of the core tenets of the Jedi Order, and as such, was not something he could possibly 'waste time' on. Especially today, when the bright blue holotexts were making his brain feel as if it were being seared by a lightsaber.

Obi-Wan groaned, rubbing his eyes with one hand while the other switched off the holobook display before him. He was done for now. And he desperately tried not to think about the fact that he'd be picking up where he left off tomorrow.

"Surely, I could convince him to do his own research for once..."