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Who: Ahsoka Tano + you
Broadcast: Video (Fleetwide)
Action: Aboard the Marsiva
When: Current

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[Ahsoka wakes with a start. Even before she's fully conscious, everything around her feels wrong. One thing is instantly apparent: this is not her beautiful home. Ha ha, that's a joke. Get it? Because she has no home right now, and if she did, it wouldn't be beautiful. Her hands fly instantly to her belt for her lightsabers, but-- oh, that's right. She doesn't have them anymore. She remembers that much. So why can she not remember how she got here?

Eyes wide and breathing hard, she fights down rising panic to take inventory of her surroundings instead. What does she know? What can she find out?

Spaceship. Gravity? Normal. Oxygen? Normal. Something about a game show? Whatever. She dismisses that piece of information, it's clearly not relevant right now. Next she checks the door-- not locked. She lets herself out. Hallways-- no guards. Well, that's slightly unsettling. In fact, as she runs down the hallways of the ship from one place to another, it becomes increasingly apparent that there's no personnel anywhere. And no way off. Eventually she stops running after what seems like her fiftieth traverse down yet another an empty passageway, one hand on her chest trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. Finally, she mutters to herself:]

Well. I suppose you don't need guards if you can't get out.

video.

Hello. If you're receiving this message, please let me know. My name is Ahsoka Tano.

I'm stranded on what appears to be a large cruiser of indeterminate class with no apparent crew and in an unknown system. If anyone has any information on what star system we're in, or recognises the vessel and knows where the escape pods are, I'd be very grateful.

Thank you. Over and out.

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[ He chuckles softly. ]

Beats me. So where're you from? There's a lotta people around here, maybe there's a few from your world.

That's a... complicated question.

My home planet is Shili. But I grew up on Coruscant. For all that means anything to someone from a totally different galaxy, I guess.

[ Oh, Vima has a friend now, good for her. He's pretty fond of their little spitfire pilot. ]

Heard of it, actually, from someone else here. She'll be in touch.

[Ahsoka immediately perks up.]

Wait-- really?

What's her name? [DARE SHE HOPE IT'S SOMEONE SHE KNOWS?]

Vima Sunrider? She's a crewmate of mine — on those little ships following the Marsiva, if you look out of the window.

Vima-- Vima Sunrider? [Ahsoka's eyes go comically large.]

... No way.

I mean--

This is a joke, right?

You're definitely pranking me.

[ awkward silence ]

... No?

But-- that's impossible!

She'd have to be like... four thousand years old! Not even Master Yoda is that old!

[ .... oops. ]

Uh — time's a little funny here. We got folks from all over. It's not unusual to meet someone from the distant past or far future.

... Time travel.

You're talking about time travel.

Localised to this little pocket of the multiverse, sure.

... So I'm really able to meet Vima Sunrider.

...

...

I think I need to sit down.

[ From where he is, he grimaces. He hates people recognising him on the street and one of the reliefs of the Fleet is that no one knows, and he can just be James Barnes, that guy from Earth who was once in the Army. ]

Take your time, miss. It's a lot on day one.

[Ahsoka sits. Hard. After a beat:]

Uh. So.

Anything... else I should know? While I'm sitting.

Nothin' you couldn't figure out for yourself, I'm sure. We're stopped at a planet now, there's waystations as well with food and supplies. No one knows where we're going, and no one's met the Atroma.

Well. There's gotta be a first time for everything, right?

[Ah, the unbridled optimism of youth.]

[ Wryly, ] I'm still getting used to space, frankly speaking. It never seems to run outta... space.

Yeah, it does that.

Space is pretty big.

[ A wry chuckle. ]

Anyway. There's a mess hall down the corridor to your left — they've got all kinds of food. The stuff we get on the ships is mostly protein, but if you like, you can sweet talk a cook. The Vanquish has the best one.

... Can't escape protein rations even in another galaxy, huh?

Nope, sorry t'say.

... Great. Well, I guess it's to be expected. We are in space.

[She looks exactly the opposite of thrilled.]

Whatever. I can figure out how to cook something. How hard can it be?

A little harder if you have the wrong augment. You feel that at the back of your neck?

Yeah, I felt it. Not impressed, by the way. What's up with it?

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