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Who: Nomi Sunrider
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, Hospitality Deck
When: Current

[A woman in green looks down at the camera, red curls spilling over her face as she inspects it with a gentle, if somewhat unamused look in her eye. She got the briefing it seems, and she's not happy but shouting is only giving her captors what they want. Silent for a few moments, her head quirks to one side a fraction, a bit like a bird studying the ground.

Seeming to come to a conclusion, she nods to herself and finally speaks. Her tone is formal and polite, though there is an undercurrent of uncertainty. Would she be speaking to nobody?]

I understand I'm to be residing aboard this...fleet...and that these communication devices are how we connect with one another. And that means introductions.

[A breath as she seems to compose herself, pushing hair out of her eyes and smiling genially. Her moment of weakness and uncertainty was done.]

My name is Nomi Sunrider, currently of Coruscant. I believe I have an understanding of the basics of what happened, though I would appreciate information that our hosts have not provided. I'd also like to know more about you, whomever might be listening to this. There's little point in being whisked away to another...reality...[She grimaces around the words.] and not at least learning from the experience. [Best to be diplomatic, right?] A name, a favored story, anything. It'd be more worthwhile and significantly less maddening than this horrible canned music.

[Her eyes close, head swiveling slightly to the left as something catches her attention.]

And I feel a handful of individuals strong in the Force present here. I would appreciate it if you would contact me. [A deep, deep frown.] And tell me, why do I sense my daughter's presence?

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[ Sunrider? Coruscant? Say no more. ]

Ma'am.

[ He nods, with brisk, military formality. ]

I'd be happy to answer your questions, but I'd like you to encrypt this line first. Left hand menu on the screen, there's a setting for it.

[Vima senses it too, even before Nomi's face appears on her screen, and sits bolt upright. She stares at it. Then she runs to the piloting station and switches on her own feed as she sets a course--which she knows is pointless, since she can't actually board the Marsiva, but.]

Mother! You're--[here, yes, but Vima takes a closer look at her face. The Nomi she left looked like a woman worn by years of care and concern--but now her face is unlined, she's in the green robes she'd favored about ten years ago--she's complaining about the music?

This is Nomi the Knight, not the Grand Master.]--you're here. And, uh, you sensed right--I'm here, and there's a bunch of other Jedi too.

[oh man WHERE TO BEGIN. WHAT TO SAY. especially to a mother who won't know what's been happening for ten years of her and Vima's own lives. is this before or after Ulic's fall? she's gonna have questions--how to answer them?]

It's been a long time since I've been on Coruscant.

[He's not exactly piping in for confessions of Force sensitivity, but he's not not showing up for role call. There is something vaguely familiar about her sort of like when watching a holo and not being able to remember the name of one of the actors in it.]

What--

Seriously?!

[Daughters just pop up all over the place here, Nomi. You get used to it. Maybe.

Regardless, Leia takes her cue from Nomi and lets the mantle of diplomat settle around her shoulders before she answers.]

It's a pleasure to speak with you. My name is Leia Organa, and I'd be happy to answer any questions you have about our present situation. Unfortunately, I can't promise that the answers will be satisfactory.

[That last bit is a little more wry.]

[ Coruscant at first sets off alarm bells for Hera. These days, anyone from Coruscant is probably with the Empire. But that's not how it used to be, and as soon as the woman mentions the Force, a few more pieces slip into place.

She's definitely not with the Empire if she's talking about the Force. So, the past, then. A Jedi, most likely. Another Jedi. Hera is starting to feel outnumbered in more ways than one. ]

Nice to meet you - Master Sunrider? I'm Hera Syndulla. Not a Jedi myself, but there are several here.

[See, Rogue normally lets other people who are a lot better at this sort of thing handle... this sort of thing.

But she basically feels compelled to respond any time someone says something negative about the music on Marsiva. It. Was. Torture.]

The music's a little fainter in the halls. But not by much.

[ When he said he missed the Council, this is not what he meant. Grand Master Sunrider. He can already picture a lot of butting of heads.

But he should be respectful. Unlike Ahsoka and other Jedi, Obi-Wan never looked to the past for his role-models. They were always closer to home.

He rubs his forehead. What had he done to deserve this? ]

Greetings, Master Sunrider. I am Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi Master to the new Republic.

[Jaina is slow to open up a response. Nomi Sunrider. This is what the hero from Tionne's tales is like? It was inspiration from Nomi's legend that helped Jaina get over the fear of wielding a Jedi's deadly weapon. Can't exactly tell her that, though can she? Even Jaina understands you don't just tell a woman the story of a husband's death and subsequent trials helped you grow and face your own difficulties.]

This is Jaina Solo. [A moment's hesitation, and she decides to try providing at least some reference.] A young jedi knight.

Lowie's a better programmer than I am, but maybe we could take a look at slicing into the database. Think we can get hold of a little Bith cantina music?

[Seeing Nomi here after "meeting" her in Vima's memories is a bit disconcerting but she can't help but be happy for Vima, so it's with the warmest of smiles that she greets the other mother.]

Hello. My name is Dr. Beverly Crusher, aboard the SS Blue Fish. I see you have already spoken to Vima, so no doubt, she has explained her presence. She and I have become good friends in our time here and it's a great pleasure to finally get to meet you.

[ He has ...mixed feelings about that kind of command, it almost sounds like she's asking, in the way that Jedi Masters often do, for them to report in. Though she didn't say Jedi, it still brings a slight unease. Still, he can be respectful about it, or as respectful as he can be... ]

Hello Master Sunrider. I'm Anakin Skywalker.

[ And you're 4000 years dead. ]

I trust you've been informed about the situation.

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