SS Hot Mess shows up to mingles 15 minutes late with Starbucks

[notzubats]

Who: The Huntress Crew and Visitors
Broadcast: Maybe!!
Action: SS Huntress!
When: From now until end of the system!

[There's been an elf invasion! And an Ellen Page invasion! Also there's a star system! Come in Huntress, it's been awhile, so it's time for a mingle! ]

Comments

[beardstrokes]

It was a little too fast for my liking, but nothing I'm not accustomed to.

[bythewaves]

Some changes are too fast irregardless, I think. But hopefully you will find some stability again, for a while, at least.

[beardstrokes]

I can only hope.

[ He sighs, switching the topic. ] Who all are here, exactly?

[bythewaves]

Of my family?

[ Maglor accepts the subject change ]

My grandfather Finwe, as you already know. My older brother Maedhros, and my younger cousin Fingon. Finrod, my other cousin - and the one most familiar with the Fleet, remains on the Bishop, where he was assigned.

[beardstrokes]

That's quite a lot.

[ Obi-Wan has had people come and go from his universe, but no one he was particularly close to. ]

[bythewaves]

We are a large family. [ Maglor agrees wryly ]

My father was here briefly as well, but ai, it is probably safer for the Fleet if he is gone, or before you know it, he might have modified every ship!

[beardstrokes]

He was a mechanic?

[bythewaves]

No - he was an inventor. I believe in your parlance, he would be a scientist? But he was brilliant - a craftsman, a loremaster... he looked at things at saw the flaws, and then he would worry at them until he could fix those flaws. He was always looking to do better. He usually succeeded, too - though not without mishap!

[beardstrokes]

[ He smiles. ]

Anakin would have liked that. He's a big fan of tinkering.

[bythewaves]

A friend of yours? Are they here?

[beardstrokes]

He is - was my padawan. Sort of like an apprentice. He's on another ship known as the Paisley.

[bythewaves]

Ah... I am glad that you have at least some familiar faces here. And I Suppose I am grateful father is not here to meet him!

[beardstrokes]

[ Whoops. He feels a bit sheepish. ]

My apologies if I gave that impression. There are quite a few people from my universe, though I'm closest to Anakin and Ahsoka.

[bythewaves]

Ahhh, I see - but even so I am glad there are those here you know. So if Anakin is your... padawan, you said? Or was - is Ahsoka, also?

[beardstrokes]

Anakin is my padawan. Ahsoka was his.

[ Though Obi-Wan had a hand in there from time to time since they worked together frequently. ]

[bythewaves]

Ahhh, three generations! [ Maglor hums softly ]

You must be pleased.

[beardstrokes]

It's a noble lineage.

[ Marked with sorrow. ]

They know I'm - proud.

[ It's the least he can give. He can't be the kind of Jedi they are. He's outdated. ]

[bythewaves]

I am glad your family has been able to endure so.

[beardstrokes]

[ He can't speak. His throat clogs up and he places his hands on his lap, trembling quietly. ]

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor frowns in concern, reaching to fold Obi-Wan's hands in his ]

Forgive me, what did I say?

[beardstrokes]

It's not - It's not your fault.

[bythewaves]

But I hurt you - my friend, what is it?

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan remains quiet for a few long seconds before replying. ]

We've been told things - facts about the future. Ahsoka and I will be the last of the Jedi. The rest of them will be wiped out.

[bythewaves]

Oh my friend, I am so sorry.

[ Maglor shakes his head in grief ]

There is nothing that can be done?

[beardstrokes]

There's always something that can be done. The future is always in motion.

I believe in Anakin and Ahsoka. But . . . I do not think I could survive their future.