video;

[avaricious]

Who: Greed
Broadcast: All
Action: The Huntress
When: Now!

That was real mature of you guys all skipping out on the Huntress just because I was made captain. [Literally just inputted a request into the computer for that. Nothing more.] I hope you all enjoy your new ships, because the Huntress is going to do just fine without you.

[He is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT OKAY being ditched. He didn't even like you guys! Except he's not, because it makes him cranky and he's stuck kicking around on the Huntress trying to beat the high score on their new pinball machine. He's never played anything like it before, so he finds the experience pretty frustrating. But if anything, he's just bored and annoyed at having his 'possessions' taken away from him.]

Comments

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan winces, poorly disguised. He's aware. It was such a thing that prevented him from getting aid to Mandalore. Too late, in the end. ]

They could . . . certainly use whatever help they can get.

[resnipstance]

Exactly. As a free agent, I can go where ever I want.

[beardstrokes]

I would certainly encourage it. And for you to remember your training. It'll prove invaluable.

[ There's little else he can do for her. He sits at the Jedi Council, after all. ]

[resnipstance]

... Of course.

Just because I'm not in the Order any more, doesn't mean I'm going to just forget the lessons I grew up with.

[beardstrokes]

[ That's somewhat of a relief. ]

I know.

[resnipstance]

Mm.

[There's a lull in the conversation there for a moment, and Ahsoka looks down at her empty mug, then back up again.]

Speaking of which...

... I'm sorry I yelled at you. Earlier.

[beardstrokes]

[ Normally, here, would be a great time to talk about anger and control. But it would be seem like preaching and it's not what she needs right now. Still, in a way, Obi-Wan is hurt, that neither of his padawans seem to trust in his words. ]

You have a right to anger, considering the situation you were in. But I am simply one person on the Jedi Council, not the Jedi Council, I'm afraid.

[resnipstance]

... I know. I was just... angry. And I let it get the better of me.

But that's no excuse.

[beardstrokes]

[ Well, he has little to add there. ]

Both you and Anakin tend to feel things . . . strongly.

[resnipstance]

[Wryly:] No kidding.

[Then the dry smile drops, and Ahsoka seems contemplative for a second.]

... I think ... I was angry at myself, too. I just didn't realise it until now.

[beardstrokes]

For not predicting what happened?

[ He's quiet for a few minutes. ] It is your first time facing such a betrayal.

[resnipstance]

No! Who could have predicted... I mean-- Barris is-- she was the best of us!

I'm angry I didn't even notice she was in distress! Or-- that she didn't say anything to me. I keep going over our conversations in my head, trying to remember if there was ever a point when she tried to say anything to me, and I dismissed it. Or gave her reason to doubt me. ... We-- we were supposed to be friends.

[beardstrokes]

You cannot expect to predict or know such things. Unless she came forward with it, there was simply no way of telling.

It was the same for Dooku. Qui-Gon's master, Yoda's apprentice. At the time, . . . well, there was no time for shock.

But trying to recount the events of the past for a hint or a clue will not help you, Ahsoka. Because I can tell you now . . . you won't find it.

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka's whole being seems to droop.]

... I know. I just... I can't help but feel like so much of this could have been easily avoided.

[beardstrokes]

[ He strokes his beard lightly, keeping his gaze on her. ]

It is not an uncommon feeling, I'm afraid. And one that will take time to reconcile.

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka smiles, and it's a little bit sad, and a little bit fond.]

... I thought you might say something like that.

[beardstrokes]

I am rather predictable.

[ But really, in a situation like this, what could he say? ]

We all have a tendency to look back, but we should not make it a habit.

[resnipstance]

... Of course. ... I'll do my best.

[beardstrokes]

I have the utmost confidence.

[ Alas, now tea is over. ]