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[stefanged]

Who: Stefan Salvatore, Obi-Wan Kenobi, & Misty Day
Broadcast: Nah
Action: Lavandula
When: Backdated to earlier this week!

[It's not every day that Stefan gets to spend time with two of his favorite people in the entire Fleet. Okay, maybe he gets to spend more time with them than the average person, but a whole afternoon? That's rare.

They'd agreed to meet on the moon and take part in its services. The yoga, the meditation, maybe even a formal tea brewing ceremony if there's time. Stefan wants to take notes and bring it all back to the Center - and if he were pressed, he'd admit that he wants some time off. Between the Center, the lab, and even the blood drive, he's been running on empty (caffeinated) fumes.

He can't remember the last time he got to stop and breathe, so he sits on the steps of the main rehab center and pulls out his diary. Might as well get some writing in beforehand.]

Comments

[beardstrokes]

No -- We're not encouraged to claim personal credit. That's all.

[mistyday]

Doesn't mean we can't give you credit though.

[stefanged]

Yeah, we were just expressing how much we appreciate your taste.

But uh, speaking of taste - should we try the tea ceremony first? Or the meditation?

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan declines replying to that. ]

Perhaps we could lead with the tea ceremony.

[mistyday]

I'm fine with whatever y'all wanna do.

[stefanged]

Sure. I don't have much preference either, but I was hoping to find something that we could add to the Center.

[No preference, says the one man chemically addicted to tea...

With that, he gets up finally, turning towards the building before them.]

[beardstrokes]

[ He runs a hand down his beard, thoughtful. ]

What did you have in mind?

[stefanged]

Off the top of my head? Not much. The people here follow a polytheistic faith, and depending on which faction holds the most power, the nature of their gods change too.

[mistyday]

Do they have any songs or hymns? Maybe we could find some sheet music or something.

[Because of course Misty thinks of music first.]

[beardstrokes]

[ Obi-Wan draws back a little. The expression of faith, for him, is still foreign. The Jedi don't have rituals or ceremonies, save for their funerals. ]

Perhaps some kind of celebration tailored to the faith?

[stefanged]

That might be more of a Moxie thing... [Singing and chanting could count as performance, and who does performance better than the faction in charge of entertainment?? Stefan tilts his head thoughtfully.] But yeah, celebrations are definitely what we're looking for.

Even if we don't find it here, we've got a whole moon to explore.

[beardstrokes]

Is there anything we're looking for?

[mistyday]

Everything! Isn't that kinda the point of explorin'? Just to see what's out there, what you can discover, whether you were lookin' for it or not?

[stefanged]

Well, yeah, but sometimes it helps to narrow it down. I don't think we wanted to spend the whole day out here.

[beardstrokes]

So what are we narrowing it down to?

[mistyday]

Well you both love tea, so why don't we start with that?

[stefanged]

So... a ritual involving tea?

[Stefan shrugs.] I can roll with that.

[beardstrokes]

How would it work? I certainly don't know any tea rituals.

[stefanged]

Back home, there were a few countries that held them. There were ceremonies and titles and the whole shebang.

[Headtilt.] We could see if there's anything like that here.

[beardstrokes]

I suppose it can't hurt.

[mistyday]

And even if they don't have any specific rituals, at least we get some new tea flavors for the Interfaith Center, right?

[stefanged]

Exactly. Either way, we'll walk out of this with something.

[beardstrokes]

I suppose that is the main goal. At least we know where to start.

[mistyday]

[Misty jumps up and tugs at Stefan as she does.]

So what are we waiting for? Let's go!

[stefanged]

[It's tea ceremony time! Stefan's not sure what he was expecting, but a two hour ceremony on how the moon honored their patron goddess wasn't it.

There were refreshments and a light meal but there were also ritual motions and handshakes (??) and he could've even sworn he saw tea leaf readings. As the whole thing progresses, he just keeps slinking down. They're maybe ten minutes in when the mistress of ceremonies wants to read his leaves, but he's not really interested. If there's one thing he's learned, the future is best left unknown.

Murmured,] I think I'll pass.