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Who: Robb Stark & you
Broadcast: Fleetwide broadcast & some action
Action: The Marsiva
When: 22nd of December

[Before he starts to talk Robb peers into the box given to him. Apparently it works like ravens only faster and without wings. And would it also mean that everyone could see him?.

He figures he should sound firm and sure. Especially in an environment he does not entirely know. Well, he knows some things but not enough to string things together properly.]

Good morrow. How did I arrive here? [He rolls his shoulders a little and moves a hand through his hair.] I have heard I am part of a show. But why is that so? [Could people really see him through this thing? He peers into the box again and for a moment anyone hearing this can see a large blue eyeball gazing at them. Finally it zooms out and Robb talks again.] I have not asked for this. There are other places where I am needed.

I appreciate all answers. The ones who are able to send me back to where I belong will not be forgotten. If it is coin you wish we can talk of that. My name is Robb Stark. [A pause. Still, he has to know so he asks the most important question of all.]

Can anyone see me through this?

[Robb is still wearing the clothes he came with. He remembers he spilled a bit of grease on his collar when he was at the Twins but it seems to be gone completely. When he looks at the direwolf pin that keeps his cloak together it seems to shine even more than it did before he entered lord Frey's great hall.

He walks slowly towards the large windows and narrows his eyes a little. He has been told about space and planets. He has been told about ships flying through space to visit said planets but the actual view is even more impressive than he imagined it to be.

His fingers tighten around the crown he is holding in his hands.]

It is a never ending darkness...

[He mutters the words more to himself than anyone who is close to him. Gods, it is even more impressive than he imagined it to be. Like the blue sky only further than that.]

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The only people who have to fear a Jedi are those that would harm the innocent. The Jedi are sworn to protect all life. Our Code states that we must not harm another living creature if there is any other possible way, and that we're not to take a life unless there is no other means of making an attacker surrender.

[Otherwise, the Jedi would be scary indeed.]

... I'm sorry, it doesn't work like that. If I could just see how to go home like that, I wouldn't still be here myself.

That sounds very honorable, lady Ahsoka. [It truly is. The type of knights they wrote stories about, the type they honored with songs, those who fell in love with beautiful maidens.] But in a war...vows do not always stand and honor... [Robb sighs a little, he has learned that lesson the hard way. He forsake a vow as well and now had to bend the knee to a hateful old man and hope he was still willing to support his cause.] ...words will not stop an enemy from drawing their swords.

I take it that many want to return, is it not?

[Ahsoka nods, and she gets a troubled look in her eye that says she knows exactly what he means.]

You're right, of course. But that doesn't mean we should stop trying.

[She rubs the back of her neck awkwardly.]

I think just about everyone wants to go home, yes.

Try all you wish...it cannot be done. [Robb figures that if he would go and try to solve everything with words that his men would have turned away even before they could place a crown atop of his head.

And he has broken a vow as well. All because of the honor of another person.] Unfortunately.

[Robb utters a sound.]

Then why does no one stand up? Are these lords of Atroma that powerful?

Sometimes it's the act of trying that is more important than the succeeding.

As for the Atroma-- you tell me. They've managed to kidnap nearly a hundred people, from almost as many different galaxies, across time and space...

How powerful do you think they are?

Sometimes. But when fighting a war there is not always time for trying. [While saying this he realizes that he needs to go back as soon as possible.] It is a bit of a shame... [And so very confusing...]

Powerful...but not immortal. Or unbeatable.

[He deemed lord Tywin Lannister quite an unbeatable foe when he set out to march down to RIverrun but he managed to beat him against all odds.]

I think it is even more important to not give up hope.

... Master Kenobi used to say to me, that it's how we conduct war that distinguishes us from others.

[It's not a direct disagreement with Robb's statement, but it's certainly not an agreement either. Something else she learned from Obi-Wan.]

I agree with you there. I don't think anything in this world is immortal or unbeatable. I won't give up easily either.

[Well, war is war. It is not pleasant and it never will be. Yet, he does not entirely disagree with the words from this master Kenobi. So he nods a couple of times.]

You are surrounded by wise people, my lady.

[Her last words make him smile a broad smile. That is a good way of putting it.]

Aye. I am sure there is a way. [He hopes, he has no idea what kind of force they’re up against. And then there is the matter of this ship and space and what is a reality show] Mayhaps we can keep in contact...to exchange information. [This black box goes faster than any raven, that is for sure.]

Occupational hazard of being a Jedi, I guess.

[She smiles.]

Oh-- as to that. One of my friends wrote a tutorial on how to use the communicators. Hold on.

[She sends him the file, and Robb's communicator beeps with an incoming file transmission.] If you press that, it'll bring up a data file for you to read. It tells you about all the basic functions of these things, not just making a public broadcast.

[Robb smiles as well. He can’t say he feels at ease here but all help is welcome.]

Oh! But how do you want to send me a book... [He stops talking when she mentions data files and when his communicator starts to bleep softly. Some text appears on the screen and apparently he has to put his finger on it.]

...You can send books through this? [That is convenient, remembering the heavy tomes out of the library (before it burned down)] Gods be good...look at that. Do you have more books about this place here?

Or data files?

[Ahsoka chuckles.]

Start with that one. I'll comb the media library and see what I can find in the meantime.

[Robb smiles and nods. This is helpful! Besides not knowing how a book gets inside that small box, of course.]

I will. If you find something useful, send it to my communicator. I will read up on it.

[Not that he is much of a study...]

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