I’ve got this funny feeling that I just can’t shake

[art_of_war]

WHO: Thrawn and you?
WHERE: Temba and then Sh'ka
WHAT: Exploring Temba first, then checking out as much of Sh'ka as he can in one day
WHEN: Late October
WARNINGS: None anticipated


Temba

Diner; Granted he had not been here long, but he was making headway in cleaning out the structure close by it, but not attached to the Diner that once he and Eli had shared. At the moment he had offered to help out however he could so it would most likely be a very tall (as in 7'6") blue-skinned man with red-on-red eyes and wearing noticeably dusty pants that you would find in the kitchen rather than Tommy. He is cold and stoic in demeanor, hands clasped behind his back.

"Greetings."

Greenhouse Thrawn was exploring here as well. He was taking his time examining each plant on each floor and was delighted to find the subterranean "night" floors were still being maintained. Since his vision allowed him to also see in the infrared spectrum as well as the light spectrum, his eyes had the unsettling effect of glowing in the dark. It meant that as Agra-10's sun set, Thrawn stayed in the greenhouse. It wasn't helping matters that he moved silently as well, so anyone he came across would see those glowing eyes and hear nothing until Thrawn was right next to them.

"Excuse me, but would you happen to know where the plant called "Crunchy Persimmon" is?"

Sh'ka

Museum Anyone that knew Thrawn even a little bit would not be surprised to find him here. He first examined the murals from afar but the part that he truly found fascinating was examining them up close. Very carefully, almost reverently, he had touched one of the ridges that made up the mural with a single finger. The paint was fading on it but the sculpted stone still shone through.

After some time he did move on to find that beyond the beautifully decorated walls much of the rest of the buildings were collapsed in on themselves. But despite that, Thrawn could see where different areas, though collapsed, had originally been "niches" so he got down on his hands and knees to very carefully but very persistently clear away some more rubble.

The University/Library He had picked his way carefully past the broken stone and then paused to look through the shelves. Obviously, this had once been some form of library but it looked to be derelict now. Thrawn picked his way through it carefully noting the sundial in the garden. Past it, there were lecture halls and what was most important to him; boards meant for writing on and displaying to classes.

"So this place did have written language, and they were teaching with it."

Comments

[art_of_war]

The metaphor of a soldier and a commander is an apt one since that was exactly what either one of them was. Thrawn had little in the way of facial expression to go by but he was certainly curious about the hammer.

"While there are other methods for starting a fire, I don't believe I've seen this particular one before. By your ease with it, I shall assume that you are used to wielding it. What then is it called?"

[kree_soldieress]

"It is the Universal Weapon, the tool of the order of the Accusers," she said, moving to put it right back down. "That is my role in the Kree-Skrull Alliance. The Emperor granted it to me."

It's a slightly leading explanation. Clearly he doesn't know what an Accuser was if he didn't recognize the hammer. But perhaps he knows the species names?

[art_of_war]

He knew the basic definition of an 'accuser' but not what it was in this context. It was still an odd choice for a name in his opinion. Nor did he know anything about a Kree-Skrull alliance, and the contextual framing he had for an emperor was likely very different.

"I see. And what other functions does it have, other than starting fires?"

That would have probably sounded condescending if Thrawn had not asked it in such a frankly curious sort of way.

[kree_soldieress]

Even if it was condescending, it was a tone she was quite used to. So he offered a brief nod to him and his question.

"We are Imperial justice. We find the answers of crimes and serve as the judge and jury, though I do not wish to serve as executioner."

[art_of_war]

That was the thing about Thrawn; he was truly terrible at picking up on social cues. So when he asked questions, it was often asked with plain curiosity and nothing else. This could either be a benefit, but for a variety of reasons it could also be a hindrance, especially if any possible condescension was assigned to the question anyway.

"Is the execution of those you say have committed a crime a common responsibility for an 'Accuser'?

[kree_soldieress]

Social cues were so very hard, especially when most of those expecting to be followed here were those of humanity, and she didn't know how to deal with those very well.

"They were once. But the order was not as just in recent years than it should have been," she noted. Her attention was mostly on the fire though, and carefully building it up. "I have resolved we will be that again, as my sister demonstrated it should be."

[art_of_war]

Thrawn had been living and working among humans for so long that you'd think he would have learned more about how their society worked, but either he didn't learn their form of social cues because he couldn't, or just because he never bothered to. It now contributed to part of his reputation as being ice-cold but unfailingly polite.

"I see. And do you lead this order, then?"

It seemed like she would given the way she was talking about it.

[kree_soldieress]

"At this point I am the only of our number. I do not know what the Emperor will do with our kind," she answered. She didn't not know she was to be the Emperor's bodyguard and the head of a new order that would take more time to develop.