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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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Laser makes it a little more crude, but I suppose it's not inaccurate.

You're getting up close and hacking at shit with a sword. It's 'crude' no matter what it's made out of.

I don't know if they sell them on the planet, but one of the guys in the Fleet has one of those. Look for a kid with black hair. His name's Kirito.

[ He chuckles ]

Not this sword. A lightsaber is more than capable of deflecting blasts. But I imagine it's something you need to see to believe it.

Kirito. I will remember that.

If a blast is able to be deflected, then the one doing it was incompetent.

He's pretty nice, it probably won't take you long to find him.

I'll pass on the message.

[ He could care less. ]

Message?

To the people shooting at me. I'm sure they'll love to hear about their incompetence.

If you can talk to them, they're definitely incompetent.

There's always some time tucked away for banter. Deadly rivals and whatnot.

[ At least every main villain Obi-Wan ever talks to and somehow allow him to talk. ]

Your rivals need a serious talking to about efficiency.

Perhaps. I'm hardly the one to do it. If they ever do appear, I'll direct them to you.

Sorry, I'll pass, I have enough rivals as it is.

Is that so? How did you manage that?

[ In Obi-Wan's case, he's the General of an army, infamous for his techniques. ]

[She has to pause for a minute, thinking how to summarize.]

By making out with a vampire in front of her boyfriend as a distraction tactic?

That . . . would do the trick.

[ Even though that sounds like something out of a teenage drama. ]

My issues with rivals tend to be a tad bit deadlier.

[She shrugs.

The teenage drama only gets more... teenage drama from there, honestly.]

I've got a few of those, too, but I figure once they've killed me a couple of times, they get moved up to 'enemy'.

I beg your pardon, a "couple of times"?

Twice, yes. Maybe three times, but I'm not actually sure if that first one counted.

I find it usually counts if you lack a pulse.

How did you come back?

Well... Coming back from death was normal in my world, so I'm not counting those.

But at my last interdimensional shithole, the beings who killed us brought us back afterwards. Either because it was the rules, or so they could do it again later.

But not here.

[ That comes as a slight relief. Obi-Wan had no interest in seeing people he cared about die . . . again. ]

I've been here for about half a year, or a bit over. In that time, I haven't seen a single person die, which is... bizarre to think about.

We have been locked in representations of each other's hearts and made to experience each other's memories, including the bad ones, though. We're not going to come to physical harm, I think, when they can hurt us psychologically instead.

Bizarre, but not all that troubling.

I suppose it's not surprising they're unwilling to hurt their contestants so to speak. They probably lack the power to return people from the dead, unlike our world.

I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, honestly.

I doubt that. The Atroma have power to spare, and they've invested resources in bringing us here already. If we're still profitable to them, they'll bring us back.

[ And that says plenty, but it's not his place to comment on it. ]

They may not have the method. Bringing people back from the dead . . . speaks of a force I'm not comfortable with.