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[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

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Well, then. Let's not waste any time.

[ He puts a hand on Obi-Wan's arm then signals for two drinks. ] Now hold on, my old Master. We're not young anymore. [ Says the 20 something ] Let's pace ourselves, not wake up in any prison cells.

Or whatever this place has for holding.

No Hondo around means we're safer than we look.

[ But he acquiesces all the same. ]

[ He thinks about the drinks here. Or was it poison. ]

Uh. I wouldn't be so sure about that. I heard there was batch of poison something a while back.

[ He lifts his cup anyway because what the hell ]

To ... ?

[ He considers something serious before changing his mind. ]

To not waking up in a cell.

[ Laughing: ]

I don't know what it says about us if that's the one thing we can toast to.

I'm sure there's plenty, but I would be remiss in my priorities otherwise.

[ A snort ] I think this place is giving us a lot of opportunities to be "remiss in your priorities".

[ And he empties the cup. Because what are priorities ]

I don't imagine Master Windu would be very pleased to know that this is what we do with our time in another universe.

What Master Windu doesn't know can't hurt him.

[ Though he finds his thoughts drifting to the Order. He hasn't given it much thought of late. Other things are always on his mind and there's little point in dwelling. He takes another hearty sip. ]

So, that's why they say I'm a bad influence.

[ And yet he sounds so proud. He watches Obi-Wan for a second more and when their cups rest on the counter again, he toss an inquiring look. ]

You're thinking so loudly I can almost hear you. Maybe I should be the one asking if everything's alright.

[ Obi-Wan shakes his head. ]

Everything's fine. A friend of mine was in a coma for a month or so. He had intense dreams from the future. I wonder what the Atroma was trying to accomplish there.

[ He grumbles into his cup. ]

That sounds fun. Atroma is probably only trying to stir things up a bit. As if we haven't gotten enough problems by ourselves.

[ He blinks ] Wait, is this Stefan?

[ Obi-Wan is surprised by that connection, until he realizes the obvious. ]

Yes, in fact. I forgot that you shared a ship with him. I help out at the Interfaith Chamber on the Iskaulit.

[ He leans across the bar top and waves for two more drinks. ]

You at an Interfaith Chamber? Heh. Color me surprise. Have you even heard of vampires before coming here?

[ He sighs. ]

Not until Sascha. I've been doing some research on it though.

[ He snorts. ] Right. Sascha.

Please tell me comas and new memories only happens to vampires. I don't know if I want any new memories. Now, coma. That I might be interested in. It could be ... useful.

[ Obi-Wan shakes his head. ]

I know people who have gone into comas before. The memories part . . . was news to me. I don't know how common that is.

[ He stares into the two drink that the bartender slides over for a moment, then swiftly push one glass to Obi-Wan with the Force. ]

Should we... do something about it?

[ He takes it gratefully, tapping his fingers against the table. ]

Let's investigate it further before we try to interfere. I'm still not sure whether it's the Atroma's doing or some other work entirely.

So we just sit here until Atroma gets bored and mess with our heads?

Great plan.

[ He raises an eyebrow, not bothered. ]

I'm open to suggestions. The problem lies with the fact that it has to do with the mind. Jedi have a few defenses, but they're not something we can teach others.

[ He snorts, about to make a joke then shutting up when he looks into his cup. He's quiet for a moment then leans over with a burst of energy ]

Let's create a safe guard that everyone can use then! Say, if I get turned into a 13 year old again, I want you to tell me my mother is still alive and well. She married a man named Lars and she's alive and well. And I'm going to be a great Jedi, the best pilot - even better than Plo Koon. And Mace Windu actually looks at me without glaring sometimes.

[ He thinks bout that then laughs. ] ...Maybe not the last one. Even 13 year old me would know that's a stretch.

[ He chuckles as well. ]

Fine, if that's what you want me to do.

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