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! ]

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[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 He's outdated.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.

[bythewaves]

I am sorry. [ Maglor squeezes his hand, head bowed in grief ]

I wish I could carry that burden for you.

[beardstrokes]

[ He shakes his head. ]

If burdens were that easily passed around, they wouldn't be worth the weight. Anakin will change the galaxy. I believe that.

[bythewaves]

You speak wisdom, but it changes not the pain you carry, nor the fact that I would not wish such a grief on any.

But I am glad you have that small consolation, at the least.

[beardstrokes]

Small consolations can rise up to be better worlds for the rest of us. I'll always believe that.

[bythewaves]

Sometimes it is the little lights in the darkness that keep us reaching forward, eh?

[beardstrokes]

As long as light exists, the Dark does not win.

[bythewaves]

So may it always be. [ Maglor nods ]

It was said once that Shadow is only a passing thing - and there is Light and High Beauty, forever beyond it's reach. Aure entuluva, as some might say - Day will come again - a saying of hope from the very worst of times.

[beardstrokes]

Do you believe it?

[bythewaves]

I have seen it, how Hope can come from terrible times - the light of the Star of High Hope is carried by Earendil, and it is, in fact, one of the Silmarils my brothers and I are sworn to reclaim. It is beyond the reach of all, now, a light to the world below it. And Earendil has it only because we slew his people and drove his wife to cast herself with it off the cliff. His sons founded two great kingdoms - and we raised them, my brother and I. It is not perfect. But...

[beardstrokes]

Seeing it and believing it can be different though.

[ Obi-Wan simply believes. It's part of his nature. ]