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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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I'm certain they have no relation to my world. But if there's one world that could do that, it stands to reason there's others. There's apparently near-infinite worlds, after all.

Yes, but you've been here for some time and it has yet to happen. Perhaps that'll change, but without proof either way, we simply don't know.

It hasn't happened yet.

I've never known about a being as powerful as the Atroma that doesn't get off on murdering people. It's only a matter of time.

I find yet can be quite varied. Especially when it comes to our expectations.

[ Does power translate into murder and destruction? No. He knows this for sure. ]

So you've never had powerful friends? You could be considered powerful too, bringing people back to life.

... My teammate here, Magpie, regularly kills gods with a book. Not metaphorically or anything, she just bludgeons them with it when she's not casting spells. My other teammates include a ridiculously strong vampire, an alien kid who can control animals, a girl who captured some sort of otherworldly horror and tamed it with pastries, and a guy who could summon infinite copies of the most powerful swords ever made in his world.

I'm on the low end of the power scale, compared to my friends. But none of them hold a candle to the forces that can rip people across universes like this.

But they hold candles of their own. It's not power that corrupts, but abuses of power. That's what sets your friends apart from the Atroma.

We have been unwillingly torn from our lives, put on prison ships, stripped of all privacy, and placed here to compete with each other, with the promise that in the end, only one of us will go home. Not even any better off for our trouble, mind you, but the prize for winning is to go home like nothing happened.

The Atroma are most definitely corrupt as fuck, and have immense power. Whether or not power does the corrupting isn't relevant.

[ Really? Because it was, earlier. ]

Of course. I stand corrected.

Damn right.

... Oh, right. Nightingale, by the way.

Well-met. My full name is Obi-Wan Kenobi.

[ He hardly expects anyone to call him General here. ]

Nice to meet you.

[She's not quite sure how to apologize for having an argument so quickly, so she's going to just move on.]

Which of those do I call you?

Obi-Wan will do. My titles mean very little in a place like this and frankly, I don't care all that much for them.

I believe it. "General" doesn't sound like a title you get for doing fun things.

No, but unfortunately I am required to use it. The perils of politics and warfare, I'm afraid.

I'm not much of a fan of either of those, honestly.

Neither am I.

[ Unfortunately, reality isn't that convenient. ]

Well, seems like you get a vacation, then. Neither of those are here.

Thankfully. Though, there seems to be quite a few people from my galaxy present here. It wouldn't surprise me if some of the bad will follow as well.

You seem like you have some ideas on who we'd see here, so... How 'bad' are we talking?

Nothing we shouldn't be able to handle.

[ He's not lying. He highly doubts the Sith Lord will appear, not after the great lengths he spent to protect his secrecy. Dooku . . . would be dangerous, but not foolish enough to start something dangerous here. That left Maul . . . someone he's not ready to discuss with a stranger. ]

I guess so. You should hopefully be armed soon, and they won't be.

I'm not particularly worried.

[ Especially over a possibility. But Obi-Wan rarely worries at all. ]

Well... That's good, then.

[Meanwhile, Nightingale worries about basically everything, always. She's planning for the worst outcome for everything, at basically all times.

On the other hand, she doesn't plan out conversations well, which leads to her just trailing off into an awkward silence, not sure what else to say.]

[ He smiles, gently. It seems to be a pattern to find awkward teenage girls here. ]

If you wish to depart, do so with no qualms.

[Technically, she's a bit past teenage, but she doesn't know that.]

Right. See you around, then. And you can keep the guide- More information can't steer you wrong in a place like this.

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