*dies* If he WERE, maybe his hair wouldn't look like such complete shit. I know it says a lot about me, but on my most recent watch-through of TPM, each time I saw Qui-Gon onscreen for a scene, I'd mentally go WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOUR HAIR PUT SOME CONDITIONER IN IT JESUS >:/ (fic idea, though, for exploring exactly in what ways Qui-Gon ISN'T just like a human since he's not actually from Earth.)
I agree, though, that scent is a really powerful reminder of the past. It tied some of the elements of Keelywolfe's fic together really, really nicely, and I wish that it'd played more of a role, in fact -- maybe some of it rubbing off on Xanatos or something? And you know, if Qui-Gon were to smell like something, it makes sense that he'd smell like herbs. Not, like, the sweet ones or whatever, but something a little bitter, a little smoky, and something utterly unique to him.
In fact, at the beginning of the little fic up above, I was thinking about maybe it into another direction -- something along the lines of Obi-Wan doesn't have a particular scent that he associates with Qui-Gon because Qui-Gon smelled like that a lot. Instead, he has a whole spectrum of scents that remind him of Qui-Gon, and it's incredibly painful to him because those scents that he runs into remind him of Qui-Gon well, um, remind him of Qui-Gon and how much he misses him.
When he doesn't run into them, though, while he's in exile on Tatooine, they're painful in another way. They're from the hundreds of planets that he and Qui-Gon visited and did work on, after all, and now, Obi-Wan is afraid in some corner of his soul that he'll never leave this damn planet. He's gone emotionally dead inside from being on Tatooine for so long; he'll never smell these things that evoked intense emotion for him in the past, and he'll never come alive again. Scent = emotion = past and all that.
. . . and then I came up with the idea of Dooku blanking out scents and stuff, and the fic just SWERVED into a whole new direction.
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Date: 2005-09-05 05:30 am (UTC)I agree, though, that scent is a really powerful reminder of the past. It tied some of the elements of Keelywolfe's fic together really, really nicely, and I wish that it'd played more of a role, in fact -- maybe some of it rubbing off on Xanatos or something? And you know, if Qui-Gon were to smell like something, it makes sense that he'd smell like herbs. Not, like, the sweet ones or whatever, but something a little bitter, a little smoky, and something utterly unique to him.
In fact, at the beginning of the little fic up above, I was thinking about maybe it into another direction -- something along the lines of Obi-Wan doesn't have a particular scent that he associates with Qui-Gon because Qui-Gon smelled like that a lot. Instead, he has a whole spectrum of scents that remind him of Qui-Gon, and it's incredibly painful to him because those scents that he runs into remind him of Qui-Gon well, um, remind him of Qui-Gon and how much he misses him.
When he doesn't run into them, though, while he's in exile on Tatooine, they're painful in another way. They're from the hundreds of planets that he and Qui-Gon visited and did work on, after all, and now, Obi-Wan is afraid in some corner of his soul that he'll never leave this damn planet. He's gone emotionally dead inside from being on Tatooine for so long; he'll never smell these things that evoked intense emotion for him in the past, and he'll never come alive again. Scent = emotion = past and all that.
. . . and then I came up with the idea of Dooku blanking out scents and stuff, and the fic just SWERVED into a whole new direction.