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[beardstrokes]

Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi and You
Broadcast: Video
Action: Hospitality Deck - Marsiva
When: January 2nd

[ Obi-Wan is no stranger to waking up to unknown locations, but this seemed odd . . . even for him. He gropes for his lightsaber . . . which is gone, obviously. He huffs, before straightening himself and brushing his hair back. Communications . . . communications . . . ah, there it is.

A video feed. Somewhat archaic, but it'll do. He doubts anyone from the Republic will be nearby, but perhaps the locals will offer some aid. Obi-Wan clears his throat before speaking. It's time for his other skill set to come in use. ]

Greetings. My name is General Kenobi. To whom do I have the pleasure of addressing? And I don't suppose there is someone willing to answer my questions? Because I have a great deal many of them.

Comments

[resnipstance]

... What?

Of course. You can't think I'd just plan my own escape and just leave everyone else here?

[Has his opinion of her dropped so low because she left the Order?]

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[ That remark was surprising. He wasn't expecting that kind of defensiveness. Still, he takes it calmly. ]

No, and that's not what I meant either. I was simply speaking my own feelings on the matter.

[resnipstance]

... Oh. Right-- of course.

[She feels a little foolish, suddenly. Of course Obi-Wan hasn't changed his opinion of her just because she left. That's not what he's like.]

Well. Obviously I would stay too. There are a lot of civilians here, after all.

[Spoken truly like someone who still doesn't consider herself to be a civilian.]

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[ Obi-Wan doesn't point that out. He simply smiles, congenial. ]

Well, then. I'll be counting on your support.

[resnipstance]

Hey now. How do you know it won't be me counting on yours? I've been here way longer than all of you, after all. Technically, I have the seniority on this one.

[beardstrokes]

You would enjoy that. But I'll defer to your expertise.

[resnipstance]

Of course. It's not every day I can claim to be more knowledgeable on a subject than you.

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Then you had best treasure it.

[ Because it won't happen again. ]

[resnipstance]

[With a teasing grin:]

I already am.

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[ He raises his eyebrows at that. ]

So. Captain Solo. Smuggler, right?

[resnipstance]

[With a small shrug:]

I've never actually asked. But I wouldn't bet against it.

He's a good guy, though. Despite that.

[beardstrokes]

He seems to know me personally, from the future. It's going to take some getting used to.

[ That tone he used was too familiar. ]

In fact, I think there's a lot you haven't said, Ahsoka. But I'm sure you have your reasons.

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[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka blinks, surprised. That is news to her. Then again-- once she thinks about it, it shouldn't be surprising. She just hadn't connected the dots. But if Han is Luke's friend, and Luke is Anakin's son... it makes sense.]

Really? Huh. I actually didn't know that. The more you know.

[resnipstance]

[Then she smiles apologetically.]

... Can't get much past you, huh?

You're right-- there are some things I'm not saying. But... they aren't my things to say.

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Very well. I shall not pry. I imagine I will find out soon enough.

[ If they're all together on these ships, these answers will ferret themselves out, without anyone's help. ]

[resnipstance]

... Thank you.

[For understanding.]

[beardstrokes]

You're welcome.

[ Time for another topic, one that might be more uncomfortable. ]

I hear Anakin is giving you a rough time.

[resnipstance]

[Hoo boy. Here we go. Ahsoka sighs.]

... So you heard about that, huh.

[Well, that's not surprising. The whole fleet must have heard about it, by now. Their argument was not exactly private.]

It's not as bad as it sounds. We had a... bit of a blow-up. When he first arrived. It was bad. And public. But it's fine now! We made up. Sort of. It's weird.

[beardstrokes]

Well . . . I trust you two can handle it.

[ And he's loathe to interfere, no matter what Anakin says. Certainly, he'll step in if it gets out of hand, but that's all he's willing to do. ]

[resnipstance]

... I am. ... Handling it, I mean.

[She looks away, then.]

... He wants me to come back.

[beardstrokes]

He misses you.

[ He crosses his arms. ]

But the decision has to be yours and yours alone.

[resnipstance]

And I miss him too. But I won't stay and put my life on the line for an order that doesn't trust or protect it's own. That doesn't give people due process or fair trials. That's the sort of thing we're supposed to stand against. Not with.

I'm sorry, but unless something changes... I won't be coming back.

[beardstrokes]

[ He's not going to argue it either way. So he simply nods. ]

Of course. You need to do what you feel is best for you.

[resnipstance]

[Well that's a bullshit diplomatic non-answer if ever she heard one.]

Surely you don't think that anything about the way they treated me was fair, do you?

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No. And I disagreed with it.

[ He pauses ] But there was a Jedi involved, that we all trusted. For me, this was not the first time it has happened.

[ Dooku was Qui-Gon's master and he was lost so quickly, they barely had time to wrap their minds around it. Now, you cannot even speak of his past. ]