( he looked at me like i was stupid, i'm not stupid )

[falconing]

Who: Members of the Huntress and visitors!
Action: The U.S.S. Huntress!
When: It's a mingle for the month of March!

[ it's that time of year! also, pr was on hiatus for a bit, and needs to throw herself into things, so indulge me!! ]

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[princessia]

Obi-Wan!

[ She bounds up to him, with a smile on her face. More people have left the fleet, including another person that she was close to. But she hasn't cried. Instead, she has been trying to be strong. ]

Thank you for the welcome. How have you been?

[beardstrokes]

[ Her easy demeanor relaxes him instantly. It's good to see her in better spirits. ]

Perfectly well, thank you. I'm afraid I don't have any drawings ready to show you yet.

[princessia]

That's okay! You can show me whenever you're ready.

[ She'll try to be patient. Although, she is admittedly eager to see what he does come up with. ]

I bet you've been busy with other things.

[beardstrokes]

I'm trying to learn the guitar. The results are . . . not quite disastrous.

[ Obi-Wan may have a deep appreciation for culture, but he's never tried his hand at the arts. Any of them. Be thankful no one has to eat his cooking. ]

[princessia]

[ Elize is interested in his playing just as much as she is with seeing his artwork someday. She tilts her head curiously. ]

Oh? Can you play any songs yet? I wanna hear!

[beardstrokes]

You may regret that wish. All I am able to do so far is mangle everyone's favourite tunes.

[princessia]

How long have you been practicing, Obi-Wan?

[beardstrokes]

A few weeks now. I'm afraid I haven't managed any proper tunes as of yet. This is the first time I've ever played an instrument at all.

[princessia]

[ Better than her. She hasn't touched an instrument at all. A few weeks sounds like enough for learning a simple tune, maybe. She wouldn't know. But she tries to sound encouraging! ]

I'm sure you'll get a song down soon!

[beardstrokes]

[ He smiles, buoyed by her enthusiasm. ]

I hope so. You're welcome to listen to some painful renditions of a show tune, if you like.

[princessia]

A show tune? Um...

[ Painful. Okay, maybe she feels a little wary now. But she feels she should at least try to give it a listen! ]

Sure! I'd like to!

[beardstrokes]

[ He catches onto her reaction. ]

I'm exaggerating a little. It's not that bad.

[princessia]

[ She blushes, stammering. ]

I-I wasn't worried at all!

[beardstrokes]

Of course not.

[ Totally believable. ]

[princessia]

Um... [ She fidgets. Anyway...! ] L-let me hear that show tune of yours!

[beardstrokes]

All right. Let me get my guitar. Do you mind waiting here or would you like to come to my room?

[princessia]

Can I see your room?

[ Maybe she's a little curious about what it looks like... ]

[beardstrokes]

Of course. Right this way.

[ He leads the way, setting up an amicable pace. When they get there, Elize might be struck by how . . . plain it is. Obi-Wan has done nothing to decorate it and there are only a few objects on his desk. A toy lightsaber, an opened pack of tea and a few books he has borrowed from the library. ]

[princessia]

[ She wears a hopeful look in her eyes, expecting something interesting. Up until she sets foot in his room, her expression falters a little. It reminds her of before Cullen had put her in charge of decorating his room: boring and unimpressive. There are a few items laying about, but she was hoping to at least see something hanging on the walls. ]

...Have you thought about decorating your walls, Obi-Wan?

[beardstrokes]

Hm?

[ He glances at his walls, not seeing the problem. ] Not really. Jedi don't really . . . decorate their lodgings.

[ Anakin did, but Anakin wasn't exactly an exemplary Jedi. ]

[princessia]

What? Why not?

[ That's no fun... ]

[beardstrokes]

It's one of our beliefs. We're not meant to have material possessions.

[ He already has far too many for his liking already. ]

[princessia]

But what about those?

[ She glances over in the direction of the books and the toy light saber. ]

Are you not planning to keep them?

[beardstrokes]

The books I borrowed from the library and will return soon enough.

[ He pauses at the saber. Kanan had bought that for him. And now, Kanan was gone. ]

I will keep the saber for now. . . . It was a gift.

[princessia]

For now? You should always keep it and take good care of it! Was it from a friend? Gifts are... a token of friendship!

[ It's what she learned from Driselle. ]