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[resnipstance]

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.

Comments

[notkittenaround]

I have traveled in many lands of Eorzea, a land of the planet Hydaelyn, but I have hardly seen the full breadth, for it is a war-torn land struggling against great invasion and destruction. I fight as well as I might, and wish to return soon lest my loss be felt in the battles.

Still, it is also a place of great beauty, and I would not deny the peoples their due in bravery and hope.

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka nods, demeanor turning more serious. War is something she understands.]

... Then, I hope we find a way to return you to your people soon.

[notkittenaround]

And you, yours. What of the worlds you have seen? Are there so many with life, that you ride familiar in these star systems?

[resnipstance]

... There are about as many different kinds of planets out there as you can imagine. And even some you can't. No two are the same.

[notkittenaround]

I am a Scholar of some renown. If any thoughts strike you of much importance for another planet's people to know, I would gladly write it in my tome. There can be no loss in the sharing of knowledge.

[resnipstance]

I wouldn't presume to know what people on a totally different planet would consider important.

But I can regale you with trivia, if you like?

[notkittenaround]

That would certainly be of more interest than the sad regaling of imprisonment - though have it known that we currently lurk above a desert planet, and once you have been welcomed to a ship's crew, you might visit.

[resnipstance]

Well, that's something, at least.

So, what would you like to hear about first? Coruscant is usually the one most people ask about. It's the center of the-- my galaxy.

[notkittenaround]

I find no one here has a mastery of fishing - Is there such on Coruscant? From the water to the skyfishing that few here know?

[resnipstance]

You mean like... old school style? With a fishing rod, or a net?

[notkittenaround]

I know not of any other style.

[ She's surprised that it has become 'old school', when nets and fishing rods are so important for survival in desert and sea. ]

[resnipstance]

Considering the population of the greater galaxy back home, fishing like that is pretty inefficient. Maybe subsistence farmers on backwater planets still do it, but...

[notkittenaround]

[ Her ears flick back slightly, to find herself so... primitive. ]

Then how do their peoples eat?

[resnipstance]

We still fish, just that there's tech that does it more effectively these days.

Though-- that said, nobody on Coruscant's going fishing. I don't think anyone's seen the planet's surface in thousands of years.

[notkittenaround]

I am not unfamiliar with floating cities, and cities in the sky. Is that natural, magical, or a contrivance of metal?

[resnipstance]

Oh-- no, it's not quite like that. Coruscant isn't floating above the surface.

It's built on top of it. As the population expanded, they just kept... building new layers. These days, the surface layer is considered roughly around level five thousand. Anything below that doesn't really get natural sunlight.

[notkittenaround]

A population of such a size... Do we speak of millions? Or more?

[ She can scarce imagine it. Even the greatest cities measure in the thousands, not the millions. ]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka shakes her head, a little wryly.]

Not... quite.

Try more like... one trillion? Officially, anyway. The census only includes permanent residents, so... when you factor in transients, temporary workers, undocumented migrants, et cetera... it's probably at least twice that.

[notkittenaround]

A land where many cannot even step on the earth, nor taste the sun - How does the planet's aether survive such a burden? Is it drained entire?

[ An increasing horror. She can only imagine the damage done to the world. ]

[resnipstance]

Oh-- no. Like I said, nobody's doing any kind of harvesting on Coruscant. The whole planet is a metropolis. There are a few bio-domes, but most of the raw resources are harvested from other planets and brought in.

[notkittenaround]

[ Her growing horror is apparent, in the bristling of her fur and her widened eyes. She cannot imagine it, the dwindling of the planet's aether, its ground unreached by even light itself. ]

I... See.

[resnipstance]

I always thought it was pretty cool, but...

You seem less than enthused.

[notkittenaround]

I know you mean well, and I am grateful for the knowledge you speak, but to those of my world, you speak of great horror - No less than if you described a sprawling field of corpses. I have seen the heart of my world, the core from which life - plant and man alike - spawns and lives in eternal cycle. I cannot imagine the world you speak of has survived such great burden.

[resnipstance]

You... probably shouldn't think of it as a green planet. I don't think anything ever actually grew on Coruscant to begin with. As far as I'm aware, the surface is pretty much just rock from one end to the other anyway.

[notkittenaround]

There is life in rocks alone, though it may be small and crawling, and aether from the sun. I hope what you speak is true, and it was mere empty rock to begin with, for the dying of a planet is a cruelty beyond imagining. Yet, even then, a world where many cannot see the true sky still stands terrifying to me. It is to prevent such an end that my kin, and many people of Eorzea, fight.