meanwhile, on the ss babysitting duty

[resnipstance]

Who: Ahsoka Tano, you
Broadcast: Video
Action: OUT AND ABOOT
When: 31st

ACTION
[Ahsoka is wandering around outside with her usual air filtration mask on, but something is different-- obviously different. This isn't the sixteen-maybe-seventeen year old girl of yesterday. This is a pre-teen. And she seems lost.]

... Skyguy? ... Master Kenobi? I know you guys are around! You can come out now...! "Prank the padawan" isn't funny any more...

[She shudders.] This planet is giving me the creeps.

VIDEO
[The video is simple: a young, familiar alien graces the screen, except... something's off. Way off. It's not just that her clothes are different-- she's shorter, horns smaller, too. When she talks, her voice is more high pitched, and the cadence different too. Less... calm.]



Hey! Is everyone just okay with the fact that we can't go outside without air filters?! What sort of condition is this for people to live in? What's being done to help the local inhabitants? Or move them off-world?

I need to speak to the person or people in charge! Immediately.

Comments

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka pauses, taking that in for a second. Well, that's got her stumped. What's the right procedure in this kind of scenario? She doesn't even know.]

How do you know my name, anyway? Are you our ground contact?

[nedstarksbastard]

[Oh, right. That. He'd said her name, he'd recognized her when she didn't recognize him--which stings a little, not that he'll admit as much to her right now. He breathes in, and nods to a conveniently placed bench.]

You'll want to sit down for it. [A moment's pause, then he adds:] You might not believe me, but I promise, what I'm going to tell you is true.

[resnipstance]

Well, I am a Jedi. I can tell when someone's lying.

Hit me. I'll do my best to listen.

[nedstarksbastard]

Don't say I didn't warn you, then.

[A sigh. Well, there's only one way to do this:] I know you. Or--at least I will know you, when you're older. [He squints a little at Ahsoka, still a bit off-guard from how young she is. It makes him think of a young boy, just as green as summer grass, wanting to find his own sort of honor on the Wall.] You usually are, and taller as well.

[resnipstance]

[ Ahsoka squints at him then, clearly weighing up his words. But the Force doesn't ring with any hint of a lie, so that leaves only one question... ]

How much taller are we talking here?

[nedstarksbastard]

[What, really? That's all?

Jon pauses for a moment, as if thinking about it. He's never had the opportunity to really check how tall Ahsoka is, usually, and now that he's thinking about it he's--not actually all that sure. After a moment, he holds his hand out to about two or three inches down from his own height.]

About this tall. With pointier--horns, I suppose. [They don't look like horns, but it's the closest word he has.]

[resnipstance]

Montrals. [She says, by way of explanation. Then she realises Jon might not understand what she means.] That's the word you're looking for. They're montrals, not horns. Slightly different.

And yeah, they grow bigger with age. Shaak-Ti's are like... THIS big. [Ahsoka gestures a good 30cm over her head.]