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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

[beardstrokes]

None of us can. Which I find, leaves much to pleasant surprise.

[resnipstance]

[IF ONLY YOU KNEW. Ahsoka gets a funny look on her face.]

... You know. In a few days, I am going to remind you that you said that.

[beardstrokes]

[ He quirks an eyebrow at her. ]

Why is that?

[resnipstance]

... You'll find out.

In the meantime... just... keep an open mind.

[beardstrokes]

I've never had a problem there.

[ Or so he believes. ]

[resnipstance]

[Yeah, but she doubts he's prepared for this.]

Just-- promise me, okay?

[beardstrokes]

All right. . . I promise.

[ He wished he knew what exactly he was promising, but if it'll allow her comfort, he's not going to deny her. ]

[resnipstance]

... Thank you.

[Anakin's suffered enough lately. The last thing he needs is Obi-Wan drama too.]

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan, too, would like to pass on drama. Unfortunately, he hangs out with Anakin. ]

You're welcome.