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[sandhate]

Who: Anakin
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: Marsiva - Hospitality Deck
When: Dec. 17th

[ His first moments of waking up are pretty typical; groggy mumbling, hands and arms flapping around and a jerk that brings him upright then standing. Something... feels wrong. ]

Wha- Where am I?

[ His hands goes to his belt, only to grasp at air. It's alright, don't panic. It's not the first time he lost his lightsaber, not the first time he's gotten a concussion with the foggy space in his memory either. He checks his right arm, gripping it along the junction where durasteel meets flesh while he takes in his surroundings.

He scowls at the video feed that looks particularly turned on. But he doesn't care about that now. His arm is brought close to his face, and his own Jedi commlink beeps. ]

Obi-Wan? [ Nothing. ] Artoo, come in. [ More nothing. ] This is Anakin Skywalker, requesting emergency-- [ An odd electrical sound and click later, he sighs. ]

Great. I better not have to ask Obi-Wan to pick me up.

[ The same arm reaches out towards the ship's communicator and it flies to into his fist. Now, the feed points away from him and through his point of view as he scans the Hospitality deck. ]

What is ... this ship? [ The communicator shuffles. ] Where is this transmitting to?

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[resnipstance]

[He might be on a different ship, but Ahsoka feels it the moment Anakin arrives. His presence in the Force is unmistakable to her. It's only a matter of time, she thinks, before he wakes and realizes it too. What should she do?

It was only days ago that Nightingale had asked her whether or not she'd like to see people from home here. She just didn't expect to be confronted with the opportunity to find out so soon. A complex knot of emotions roils around in her stomach, filled with things she can't quite identify.

It's almost a relief when the broadcast comes through. Something to distract her from herself, to take the decision out of her hands. Simple questions, simple answers. This she can do. She takes a deep breath, and switches the feed on. Her face is carefully neutral.]

... Anakin.

Do you want the good news, or the bad news?

[sandhate]

Ashoka.

[ This.. he didn't see it coming. He has tried so hard to blocked the need to feel for her in the Force that he forgot how reassuring it was, how loudly it sings in their connection. And how bitter he is over the events that has occurred. ]

Let's get the good one first. Save the bad for later.

[resnipstance]

[She makes a pretty good effort at keeping her voice level.]

... The good news is, you're safe for now. Whatever system we're in, it seems to be a different galaxy entirely. There's no war here. ... No Jedi, and no Sith, either.

[She learned that the hard way.]

[sandhate]

[ No war is a bonus but there's an absence where the warmth of the Jedi always held, and a cold looming from something he's dreading and inspired from just seeing his former Padawan here. He push it aside for now. ]

And the bad?

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka hesitates for a second, then she says the next part all in a rush:]

... We've somehow traveled to another galaxy outside our own entirely and are being held captive by a species called Atroma for their entertainment and I have no idea how to get us back.

[PHEW. Pause for breath.]

[tobeajedi]

[...well THAT'S interesting. Vima recognizes this guy as Ahsoka's erstwhile master... from the memory of Ahsoka leaving the Jedi.]

We're a little too far from our home Galaxy to send any kind of transmission, sorry.

[sandhate]

[ Hm, a force sensitive. He can't be that far off then. ]

Outer Rim? Wild space?

[tobeajedi]

Nope, farther than that. We're in a completely different one.

Don't worry, though--apparently the being that brought us can manipulate space-time--actually, that is pretty worrying, but it means we can get back within our lifetimes.

[sandhate]

[ Well, there was Mortis so that possibility of that... just got a lot more real. But equally ineffective, inactionable. ]

Oh, that's really reassuring. What are the chances of them being nice about this and just letting us go home? [ Don't answer that, it's redundant and he's sort of whining ]

I'm Anakin Skywalker. I don't think we've met but... I sense the Force in you. And I know just about everyone form the Order.

[ What with the thinning ranks and all... ]

[Video]

[honorbends]

[ sup fellow human disaster ]

It's called the Marsiva, and you're broadcasting to the entire fleet.

[ fyi bruh ]

[sandhate]

[ He sighs heavily. Because a name doesn't do anything, it's just a name. ]

Oh, that's great. Now I know the name of the ship where I'm being held hostage.

[ He pinches the bridge of his nose ] Sorry, this isn't the best situation to be in. Do you know what sector is this?

[honorbends]

[ zuko's first reaction is to be snippish and say well dude you asked but he... was the same, once upon a time, SO. a little understanding goes a long way. ]

No.

[ flatly ]

You've been brought here by some kind of force called Atroma. You can't leave voluntarily -- and the Marsiva is where everyone starts, which is why I said it.

You'll be put on a new ship soon -- a week, at the latest. You might as well get comfortable while you can.

[sandhate]

[ He squints. ]

What's the point of getting comfortable if we're just going to have to jump ship in a week.

[ A shake of his head dismisses that ] Never mind- I'm guessing we don't get a say to which ship we want. Is anything done voluntarily?

[cajunspice]

[Anakin Skywalker. Anakin was here, or at least a version of him, and Remy was ready to just let the communication to pass by ignored. At least until he thought back to his time before he got dragged here, when he was stuck in Luceti and his friendship with Luke. This was the man's father, much younger no doubt, but there was still enough lingering attachment to his friend that Remy decided he should reach out and offer the man a hand on the situation.

Not that he was sure he had much to offer a Jedi who was use to flying through space. Still, it was enough for Remy to pick up his com and reply.]

Sounds like this ain't the bed ya expected to roll out of today. Don't worry, ya ain't alone in that feelin', we all pretty much got it 'pon wakin' up here. Welcome to the hottest space reality program 'round, from what I understand.

[sandhate]

Heh.

[ He almost laughs. The hottest reality program. No, space reality program. He remembers a time in his childhood where he would actually want to watch those: working in Watto's shop, and while he's supposed to be mediating, while Obi-Wan drones on about something he's heard a million times. ]

This is ridiculous. What are we supposed to do, wait around and until they get bored of us?

[cajunspice]

A good idea, if we knew what happened to people once they vanished. [There was a shrug of a shoulder to go along with that.] Don't get me wrong, got a bunch 'round here that ain't likin' the situation 'nymore than sure ya do, but their ain't that many options. It's pretty comfortable for a prison cell, if ya can put up with confided spaces, which 'ssume ya use to with ya travels, but it still be a prison.

'nd think of it this way, if ya manage to get free, then what? Donno where we be, donno how far we are from a recognizable form of civilization, don't even know what universe we be in. Know it sounds all like a downer, but more the case of make the most out of a bad situation.

[sandhate]

The ones that "vanish". Don't they just go back to where ever- whenever- they got picked up by this ship? [ Not that he remembers being picked up by this ship. ]

Freedom's still freedom. I'd rather we have that then to just sit here, trapped on a ship. Do we even get to go planet-side?

[theshabbiestofmen]

Rather confusing at first, isn't it?

[Have a tired-looking young man on the video screen, Anakin, smiling at you faintly.]

Or perhaps disquieting would be the better term. Do you have any other questions?

[sandhate]

[ Dryly: ] Well, at least I'm in a big cage and look at that, I'm not chained up either.

[ He's just so annoyed but he could try to be pleasant. ]

How do you like the game show? You don't look like you like it. Or it doesn't like you.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well, no, I don't think anyone here likes it. Frankly, I try not to think about it. And I'm always a bit sickly looking.

[sandhate]

[ He looks around the ship area he's in ] It is a big enough for you to not think of this as a cage. Until you take a look outside the window.

Oh, sorry. I thought you were human. [ Because sickly looking humanoids that are aliens probably exists in this vast universe. ]

Video (also apologies for being super late to this...)

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda catches the video feed of another newcomer to the fleet. This one in particular, however, looks strangely familiar to her. She has seen his face before, but, at first, she cannot quite put her finger on where... Then she remembers! It was in Ashoka's "dream room," or whatever those experiences were that Atroma had put them all through a few weeks ago.]

[Wanda turns on her own video feed, deciding to try and help this seemingly somewhat frazzled newcomer.]

Anakin Skywalker, you know Ashoka, yes? You are her... mentor?

no worries!

[sandhate]

[ He frowns a bit more, shoveling and swallowing down the bitter feeling that comes with what he has to say next. ]

I was.

Why, do you know her?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda nods her head knowingly. Given what Ashoka had told her, and what she had experienced through Ashoka's memories first-hand, it made sense that his answer would have that bitter ring to it. She smiles, trying to be friendly and reassuring.]

She is a friend. A shipmate.

I imagine you must have a lot of questions right now?

[sandhate]

[ He quirks an eyebrow at Ahsoka's "friend". ]

Not as much as I had.

What did she say about me?