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Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi
Broadcast: Text
Action: Iskaulit
When: Jan 30th

A: TEXT

I think it's time I retire from teaching for a while.

I don't suppose anyone knows a decent way to pass the time?

B: ACTION

[ When Stefan announced the prayer room, a quiet place for meditation, Obi-Wan had been thrilled. While he enjoyed and cared for the Huntress, quiet is not something they are known for. After talking to Anakin, he knew he was in dire need of quiet and inner peace

He does not regret ( he can not regret )

And yet.

In a way he had envisioned as a child, it had always been Master and Padawan, together. Even when separate, they fought together, learned together, believed in each other. But Qui-Gon died all too soon, and for so long, Obi-Wan threw his hands up against tradition. When Yoda told him to be Anakin's master, he chose to be Anakin's friend. He did not caution against attachment, only warned where it might lead.

He breathes heavily, his legs folded on the mat. It's not working. The Force is still too quiet, too alien at this moment. It doesn't understand his sorrow.

Obi-Wan chuckles, opening his eyes and pushing his hair back. It should be used to that by now.

Looking down at his hands, he's quiet when he speaks. ]

Please help me.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Really? So we'll just start repeating ourselves?

Not necessarily. I suppose the possibility exists, but it seems rather limited. Many other options, I'm sure, are open to us and will prevail the longer we go on until we manage to overthrow the Atroma.

Awfully optimistic of you.

Really? I'm hardly that.

Maybe that's not the right word. Hopeful? Yeah. Hopeful works.

I don't think I can lose hope. It means giving up.

And letting Atroma win.

We can't allow that to happen. It's stating the obvious, but it is true, nevertheless.

Even I have to agree with that one. Fuckers need to be taught some manners.

Language aside, I do agree.

[Ugh, he really IS just like the angel. ]

They talked to us once, you know.

[ Sorry, bro. ]

They did? What did they say?

Not much. It was when we were all stuck on the Marsvia during what they called Calibrations. Basically we were forced to sleep every night and then we wandered through everyone else's mindspace. It was pretty trippy.

They talked to us twice during that. Answered questions in about as a vague and frustrating manner they could manage.

So they're not ready for people to know more about themselves. Usually, when people are in a position of power, it's hard to get them to stop talking about themselves.

Why so much secrecy?

I don't know. It's pretty sketchy if you ask me. Everything has been so cloak and dagger. Like a"don't pay attention to the man behind the curtain" deal.