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[pneumo]

I need a picture of the gorgeous woman, does anyone have any??

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[beardstrokes]

I suppose.

[ He would not agree, but he sees no reason to disagree either. ]

Jedi rarely get holidays or breaks. I'm used to working at a frantic pace. But here, I simply took a job at the bar, for information and other tidbits.

[pneumo]

What's a Jedi? [ Hopefully Obi's used to this question by now ]

[beardstrokes]

Someone who serves a higher power. All around us is a mystical field that fuels life, creation, destiny. We call it the Force.

A Jedi is someone who can use and channel the Force at will, for the good of others.

[pneumo]

Is that like having magic or something...? [ Obi, are you a Witch. ]

[beardstrokes]

[ Space Wizard, plz. ]

In a way. Though I do not possess magic, much like how I do not possess the Force. It works through me.

[pneumo]

...Like a Witch! [ He's behind the times okay wizards come later :c ]

[beardstrokes]

No, not like a witch. Nothing like a witch, I should hope.

[ He's met witches, okay. ]

[pneumo]

...Warlock? [ Magician!! Soothsayer? Sascha has a lot of bizarre words in his vocabulary. ]

[beardstrokes]

Jedi. Please.

[pneumo]

Okay, okay~ So...what do Jedi do, besides magic? [ He kind of doesn't get that first bit with maintaining balance ]

[beardstrokes]

[ He sighs. There's no point correcting that. ]

We help people. Maintain peace and unity in the galaxy. Often, we play the role of negotiators, diplomats and warriors.

[pneumo]

Ohh... Kind of like the police? [ Roughly...he's not sure they negotiate, but still. ]

[beardstrokes]

More like . . . authoritative monks.

[pneumo]

...Do you do that here at all, or just the bartender thing? [ Because one of these things is not like the other ]

[beardstrokes]

I cannot stop being a Jedi any more than I can stop breathing.

[ Well. Maybe not the best metaphor but it brings the point across. ]

The bartender thing is just a means to the end. Helping me ferret out information from the locals. After all, we know very little of this galaxy.

[pneumo]

Oh...yeah. I don't know anything about any galaxy. [ Come to think of it... ]

[beardstrokes]

That's all right. I believe that's quite normal.

[pneumo]

Really...? [ That's probably one of the first times he's ever been on the same level as the general public when it comes to knowledge. Success! ]

[beardstrokes]

Yes. You're hardly the first one here to be unaware of space travel and the galaxy at large.

[pneumo]

Wow...haha! That's the first time that's ever happened! [ He kicks one leg, grinning. ] Usually I'm waaaaay behind everyone else.

[beardstrokes]

How so?

[ Way behind in what? ]

[pneumo]

Well...I don't know very much about stuff! [ He shrugs. ] I've never been to school. Coming here is actually the first time I can read, all of a sudden it was like bam! I could do it.

[beardstrokes]

That must be due to the augment you've been implanted.

[ Looking at him closely. ]

What do you normally do, back on your world?

[pneumo]

Watch people, most nights. Sometimes I meet other people like me and we walk around a bit... But usually they leave before the sun comes up. Then I go to sleep.

[beardstrokes]

People like you? What do you mean by that?