Sweet dreams are made of these...

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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

A Abigail Hobbs Aiya/Gray Nightingale Adrasteius Anor'thalion Ahsoka Tano Alex Russo Allen Walker Anders Anthony Crowley Asteffiel Axel

B - D Belthazar Spellscry Beverly Crusher Bran Stark Caesar Zeppeli Cayde-6 Cheese Sandwich Clay Terran Coil Cole Davesprite Duke Pantarei

E - I Elecman.exe Elena Gilbert Elize Lutus Felix Harrowgate Fenris Finrod Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus Imperator Furiosa Isabela Issac Lahey

J - M Jade Harley James Barnes/Jim James Barnes/Winter Joseph Joestar Katara Katniss Everdeen/Nova Kirito/Kazuto Kirigaya Kurt Wagner Leanne Loki Maladict(a) Max Caulfield Megaman Mordin Solus

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spoilers okay

[grounds]

[There's an audible 'oof' from Octavia as she's tackle-shoved away from the debris. Rubbing her head with a wince, she spots her savior, a small, poor excuse for a smile appearing. She sits up, then after a moment, stands.]

Thanks. I'll ask more when we're... even remotely somewhere near safe. Suggestions on where to go?

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka shrugs and dusts herself off as she stands.]

It's up to you. Forwards is under construction right now, so I wouldn't recommend that way if you want to get somewhere safe.

The other three paths are safer. The right hallway is the where the relationship data is kept. The left hallway, personality data. And the way back is the Force. Obviously.

[grounds]

Right, obviously. [Octavia refrains from an eye roll, and turns to head left, quickly moving into a jog.

Once a little safer inside the hallway, she slows to a walk, looking around as they make their way down the path.]

So, personality data?

[resnipstance]

This way.

[The hallway is lined with paintings on both sides. Most of them are of Ahsoka, and most of them seem to involve fighting of some description. Beneath each painting is a small title card. Predictably, most of them have emotional words attached to them.]



Grievous Wisdom


Retreating Wisdom


Faith


Anger


Sai Cha


Selflessness


Protection


Patience


The Beginning ** long clip (~8 min)


Shades of Grey


Attachment Theory


Helplessness


Determination


Justice


Gratitude


Trust


Co-operation


Despair


Resolve

[grounds]

[Octavia's drawn to the one labelled "trust," the colors getting her attention almost immediately. She walks over and stares at it.]

All these are you?

[resnipstance]

They're all me, yes.

... You can view it, if you like. [She motions a hand forward towards the painting.] I don't mind.

[grounds]

Just... touch it? [She steps forward, hesitantly placing a hand on the portrait, hoping she doesn't look too much like an idiot.]

[resnipstance]

[As Octavia touches it, the painting in front of her seems to fill her field of vision and the following memory plays out. It's... short. And recent. Very recent. All the images Ahsoka saw, all the feelings Ahsoka felt, they're still sharp and fresh as the day it happened.

Here's the context: you're running through the industrial pipeline system for your life. You've just escaped from prison, wrongly detained for a crime you didn't commit. But despite your protestations of innocence, nobody believes you. And the more time passes, the more evidence turns up that seems to miraculously implicate you, even though you know you didn't do it.

So escape is the only option. If you stay, you'll be found guilty, and you have no intention of going down for this. So you run. You run and you run, with Clone Troopers hot on your tail, determined to escape and find the real murderer who's framing you for this. It's clear now that's the only way you'll be able to clear your name.

But losing the Clone Troopers isn't easy. They're trained for this-- but then again, so are you. They've given you a rough chase out of the military prison so far, and though the pipeline is making it easier, you're still far from ditching them. Your heart thuds in your chest like it's going to explode, even though you're at the peak of physical fitness and could probably continue running for hours. It's the terror, though, not the exertion.

Finally, it seems like you've made some distance between yourself and the Troopers, and you run towards the light at the end of the pipeline. Only... it's not exactly an exit, you discover. It's an exit that looks out over the thousands of levels of Coruscant. You know you can jump several hundred storeys and land safely without injury through use of the Force, but thousands is pushing it. What do you do now? If you backtrack, the Troopers hot on your tail will surely find you.

Right on cue, that's when Anakin catches up with you, and the conversation in the memory plays out. Oh, your master. You want so badly to stop running. To go with him. To believe the things he's saying-- that you could turn yourself in and it would be okay. That he'd protect you, and he would prove your innocence. But you know it's not true. You trust Anakin, but you don't trust anyone else. Not any more. Someone in the Jedi Order is framing you. Someone is deliberately setting you up to take the fall.

"It's time for you to trust me now," you say to Anakin, imploring him to understand. You trust him. Does he trust you?

You jump. He could easily have stopped you. ... But he doesn't.

He trusts you.]

[grounds]

[When it's finished, she stumbles backwards, her breath caught in her throat and eyes wide. Octavia turns to look for Ahsoka, to make sure she's still there. Wherever there is. Subconsciously, the hand that was on the painting curls into a tight fist, remaining feelings still lingering.]

What the hell? [The words are quiet, more of a hiss than anything else.]

[resnipstance]

... Too much?

[grounds]

No. [A pause.] I don't know. Ask me later.

[She faces her.] Can you answer?

[resnipstance]

I can try. What do you want to know?

[grounds]

What happened? Leading up to that. I get the basics, obviously, but... why?

[She looks worried, slight remnants of the memory lingering. But that the same time, there's concern for Ahsoka, too.]

[resnipstance]

... Someone bombed the Jedi Temple. We apprehended a woman who later confessed when we had her in custody.

During that time, she began to claim that she hadn't worked alone. That she had had help from inside the Temple. From a Jedi. When I went alone to question her for more specifics... she died.

When someone dies in a locked cell and you're the only other person in there... it doesn't exactly look good for you. I was arrested for her murder and on suspicion of being her terrorist accomplice.

[grounds]

[Octavia looks at her, almost appalled by the level of bullshit going on.]

Don't you guys have, I don't know, a mind reading thing or something? Truth serum?

[resnipstance]

We can't read minds, and there's no such thing as truth serum, despite what people say. Unfortunately, or this whole mess could have been avoided.

We can sense emotions, and we can sometimes sense a lie. Sometimes. But the other problem is... Jedi are also capable of cloaking their feelings, words, presence, and so on and so forth. So being able to sometimes sense a lie is only useful when talking to a baseline individual. When speaking with another Force-user, it's virtually meaningless.

[grounds]

I'm sorry. [The words are sincere, as is her tone. With that said, she turns from the portrait, glancing around at the others before hesitantly turning towards the direction they came from.]

Let's go back.

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka shrugs.]

Lead the way. I'm only here as a guide.

[grounds]

Okay, back to the other hall. The statues looks interesting.

[And away they go.]

[resnipstance]

[AWAY THEY GO INDEED.

When you get to the other hallway, the stone statues loom larger than ever. You reach the first two, paired either side of the corridor.

The nameplate on the first statue to your left reads "Anakin Skywalker." It's a statue of a young man, maybe in his mid-20s, standing in a heroic pose. Lightsaber in one hand. A small scar adorns his right eye.

Opposite him, to your right, stands a statue of another, slightly older man. Bearded, wearing the same garb as the first, also lightsaber in hand. His nameplate reads "Obi-Wan Kenobi."

Beneath both their nameplates appear to be more text, but it's smaller and hard to read from a distance. You'd need to go closer to read what they say.

Beyond the statues of Anakin and Obi-Wan lie many, many more such statues, but you can't make out their nameplates from here. What is apparent is that they're not all human. One is very short, and looks like... a gremlin? Another looks like it might have tentacles coming out of it's head. Another still further down looks like he's wearing a gas mask. There's also another statue of a woman who looks so regal and elegant, she must be royalty. And another statue of a woman who seems to have the same horns and tails that Ahsoka does, only hers are much larger. And... there's one curious statue that seems to be in a state of complete disrepair-- like a lightning bolt has struck it down the middle.

Towards the end of the corridor, you can just make out from here, looks like statues that are still being built. They're too far from here, though, you'd need to go closer to make anything out.]

[grounds]

[Footsteps, from a slow jog to a delayed walk, echo throughout the grand hallway. Octavia's eyes are wide and her mouth open just so, in awe of her surroundings. She slowly walks through the hall, eyeing every statue as she moves, only stopping once she reaches the one that looks like Ahsoka.]

Another of your people?

[resnipstance]

[As you pass by the other statues to get to this one, you get strange flashes of varying emotions passing you by. But as you stand in the shadow of this statue, there seem to be no particularly strong emotions coming forth. Perhaps... respect. Yes, that's it. You respect this person, from a distance.

Ahsoka simply nods at the question.

The name plate reads "Shaak Ti," and she looks absolutely formidable. But in the good way. The kind of warrior you are glad is on your side. She's maybe in her mid thirties, but it's hard to tell since she's an alien.

The text below her name plate simply reads, "Jedi Master, fellow togruta."

As you read those words, you get a sense of who this person was to Ahsoka. A Master on the Jedi High Council, someone she looked up to, someone wise but distant. She taught Ahsoka about the traditions of their people, since Ahsoka came to the Temple too young to know them herself. She gave Ahsoka her first togruta sash to wear-- a traditional garment worn by their people. She taught her about the significance of the akul-tooth headdress-- the specific piece of jewellery they both wear on their forehead, signifying victory over a great enemy and the strength of a great warrior.

She is always even-tempered and wise, this person, despite her strength on the battlefield. She truly embodies the Jedi sensibility of wisdom before action. Although Shaak Ti seems to have been careful to keep Ahsoka at a distance and never get too close, it seems Ahsoka respects her a great deal nonetheless.]

[grounds]

[She only barely catches the nod, expression of wonder still very much present, with a hint of a smile breaking through. Octavia stands there, staring for another few moments before slowly-- very slowly making her way to the remnants of a statue. Or what had once been one as grand and great as the others.]

What happened here?

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka seems not to hear you as she stares out into the distance at something in the opposite direction. Either that, or she's ignoring you.

As you get closer to the ruined statue, you can just make out the damaged nameplate: Barriss Offee.

Rubble lies around the bottom of it-- presumably the broken pieces, not yet cleared away. The statue itself is too far damaged to make it out entirely, but it looks like it might have once been a young girl or woman, possibly around Ahsoka's age.

If you get even closer, the first row of words beneath the name plate might have once read, "Fellow Padawan, Best Friend" except that they're now scratched out. Beneath them stands the new title: "Traitor."

In the shadow of this statue, you feel... betrayed. Overwhelmed. Confused. Lost. Uncertain. Upset. Rage. Fear. Loneliness. Pain.]

[grounds]

[The sudden onslaught of feelings causes her to recoil and stumble backwards until she's far enough away from the rubble to not make out much of anything. She might want to ask, want to know, but she's well aware she shouldn't. It's not her business, and she's probably intruded too much already.

Octavia walks backwards, still warily eyeing the debris, before turning and speeding up her pace to reach the initial welcoming statues. She takes a hesitant step towards the one labelled Obi-Wan.]