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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.

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[ He folds his arms behind his back. He reaches out to the Force, just briefly. He is a vessel for the Force, in a way. He has never compromised. ]

Perhaps. For every victory, a cost must be paid.

[ And he has yet to pay. ]

... Hasn't everybody paid enough already?

[The troopers. The civilians. The Jedi. No one is without losses.]

That is not for us to say, but for the end to inform us.

[ Yoda's thoughts don't fill him with hope, but he'll put his faith in them. They might win some victories, but they've all . . . lost the war. ]

... I just hope you're right.

I hope so too, believe me.

[Well, this conversation got depressing. There's an awkward silence for a minute while Ahsoka absorbs that.]

... Well. Home aside... [TIME FOR A SUBJECT CHANGE. Ahsoka puts on her best Jedi Face again.]

You should be assigned to a ship soon. Then we can talk in person.

Anakin is on the Paisley, I believe. . . . As a pilot.

[ You can tell how thrilled Obi-Wan is about that. ]

Which ship are you on?

The Starstruck. Also as a pilot.

It's not so bad. The other day we had a race.

With these ships?

[ He'd be surprised if they managed to hit light speed. ]

[Ahsoka shrugs.]

They don't go much faster than a snail, but that's part of the challenge.

I'll never understand the thrill of a race, I'm afraid.

[ Because he hates flying. ] So, who won?

Funny you should ask. It's still in debate.

I'll let you know after I thrash Anakin in the next round. I've been adding some modifications to my ship.

And I don't doubt he'll be doing the same.

[ He shakes his head fondly. Some things never change. ]

It's a way to keep busy.

[And a way to covertly buy parts for her ship that aren't strictly speed related. She just hopes the Atroma aren't savvy enough to guess what she's doing.]

I don't suppose there are other ways for people not fond of flying?

Well... I'm teaching a class here on meditation. I know, I know. Don't laugh.

[Ahsoka likes meditating about as much as Anakin does. Which is to say, not at all.]

But a few people expressed interest in learning. Perhaps you could take over?

Oh, no. I can't take over your class. That would be rude.

[ Not to mention hilarious. Ahsoka is a good teacher, but meditation is something neither she or Anakin ever achieved . . . well. ]

Nope. Not rude at all! Everyone would totally understand.

Perhaps, but I don't have the rapport like you share with the people here. I'm afraid you will have to be the Master now.

[ Comedy. Gold. Will happen. ]