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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

[imahologram]

That's my hope.

[She can't imagine what kind of despot could possibly come to rival the Emperor.]

It took years of work to come to this point. To be entirely honest with you, it's still difficult to believe.

[beardstrokes]

Hope in the face of adversity always seems impossible at times.

[ In a way, Yoda's words had filled him with hope. ]

There were many times, during the War, that it seemed difficult to believe such scars could fade away.

[imahologram]

The galaxy is much changed since then, but people willing to work to make it a better place can still make a difference.

[Which is to say, well, the scars of the past are still here, BUT. The Rebel Alliance stands on the shoulders of people like General Kenobi.]

[beardstrokes]

That, I have never doubted. But it is still gratifying to hear.

[ Whether he succeeded or not, he has always believed others will succeed him. He's not interested in glory or being remembered. His will is the Will of the Force. ]