Jedi Lost

[hadthehighground]

WHO: Obi-Wan Kenobi and YOU
WHERE: Throughout Tembra
WHAT: A new arrival!
WHEN: Beginning of December
WARNINGS: None - Will update if needed.

It was a strange experience. 

Obi-Wan Kenobi had recently moved into the little hut that he found abandoned near the Dune Sea on Tatooine. His Eopie had been munching on feed nearby while he fiddled with the broken down vaporator, trying to get it running again so that he would have a source of water. The twin suns beating down on him as he worked. It was miserable work, but it was necessary. The hood of his cloak pulled over his head to protect him from the suns and the blowing sand. 

He had just put in a new part and was hooking it up when things suddenly changed. He found himself waking up in a strange place, surrounded by old crumbling buildings covered in overgrowth. A far cry for the beak desert planet he had just been on. In alarm he tried to get his bearings, confusion overwhelming and threatening panic which is managed to quell by releasing his feelings into the Force. It was then that he caught sight of a glowing orb, finding himself drawn to it.

After getting the mental download, things were clearer, but he was no more happy for it. He shouldn't be here. This wasn't his place. His destiny and purpose was to be on that force forsaken planet, looking after a young boy who was no more than a baby. Not in this strange place called Agra 10. He had to get back, yet he didn't know the first clue on how to do so. If he could just find out where he was exactly, find a ship, something, he could get back to Luke.

Not trusting the device that he found himself with, he tucked it away in his robe and began exploring the dilapidated city. His hood still pulled over his head as he snuck about and rummaged around. His senses on the alert for anything that might be perceived as a threat. Any sudden movement likely resulting in him whirling around and taking the defensive with lightsaber in hand or a force push for anything that got too close. He was on edge, suspicious of everything, expecting to be attacked.

In his explorations he eventually comes upon the hangar, hope filling him as he sees the grounded ships. Finally, something that looked promising! The Jedi making a dash for them, and finding that he could only access one which happened to open up for him when he came near. It was the Twin Roses. With the utmost caution he carefully stepped onto the ship, hoping not to run into anyone, and making his way to the cockpit. 

((OOC: Feel free to run into him just about anywhere in the city! If you want to continue off a TDM thread I'm cool with that too!))

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[hulkintraining]

Teddy spots the form of the hooded Jedi from his position in the sky, and is immediately taken with curiosity. The figure isn't someone he readily recognizes, and after nearly a year spent with mostly the same familiar faces, this can only mean one thing. A new arrival is here.

He dives downward, his large, reptile-like wings stretching out to catch the wind and slow his descent. Landing softly a few feet behind the new comer, he barely has time to open his mouth and speak before the figure moves, whirling around while bringing up his lightsaber in a defensive position.

Teddy takes a step back, his clawed hands coming up in front of him. He watches the brightly colored saber warily.

"Uh...hello? Sorry if I startled you. I was just coming down to introduce myself. You're new, right?"

[hadthehighground]

That is something that Obi-Wan hadn’t expected to see. He’s seen reptilian people. He’s seen reptiles with wings. Though never both at the same time. Thus he isn’t sure what to make of this being as he lands, his lightsaber held ready just in case they were hostile.

The Jedi’s brows furrow slightly when he speaks, and slowly he lowers the weapon with a nod.

“Yes, that would seem to be the case.”

The lightsaber was then deactivated as it became clear that this fellow was not an immediate threat.

[hulkintraining]

Teddy relaxes and lowers his hands once the man lowers his weapon. He doesn't blame him for being on edge, especially if he's just gotten here. It can take time for the reality of the situation to really set in, especially for those unused to multiverse shenanigans.

"Alright. Well, I'm Teddy. Teddy Altman. I've been here almost a year now, so if you have any questions or need help finding a place to stay I'd be happy to help."

[hadthehighground]

Putting his weapon back on his belt, Obi-Wan gave a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. Yet he was polite nonetheless.

“Ben Kenobi. And I suppose shelter is the first order of business for survival. Do you have any recommendations or do I just have the pick of the lot?”

He motioned to the crumbling buildings that surrounded them. If anything he should be able to hunker down in one of those if there was nothing else.

Twin Roses

[doubled_speed]

Entering the Twin Roses is a bit harder when the door opens and there is someone there at the doors, ready to walk out. Someone who is shocked to see him there.

"Woah, man. Who the fuck are you?"

[hadthehighground]

As he has inspected each of the ships, Obi-Wan had found no way to get into any of them. So imagine his surprise when one just happens to open up for him.

Though that could be just due to the fact that someone was in the process of exiting as he is now face to face with someone. The Jedi remaining calm despite the less than friendly greeting. His brows raising a bit as he regards the young man. One of the words he says being unfamiliar to him, though it’s not difficult to guess that it’s probably some alien cuss word.

“A newcomer apparently. Who are you?”

[doubled_speed]

Apparently? How do you not know if you're a newcomer or not?

Tommy's behind Obi-Wan in a flash, one second there, one second behind him. Not even one second, way less than a second. Faster than a thought. For someone other than Tommy though.

"Tommy. What are you doing by my ship?"

[hadthehighground]

Except that the moment that Tommy moves, Obi-Wan is already turning to look at him. The reflexes of a Jedi serving him well, the Force telling him the man’s moves just before he makes them. Thus he is neither startled nor unnerved at his speed. In fact it’s rather intriguing and he remains calm in the face of the interrogation.

“Looking. As I have done with all the others. Is there a problem?”

[plate_builder]

Exploration happens. Reeve understood this because he was prone to it himself. Mostly because he was evaluating whether the recent storm had managed to do more severe damage to the city.

The man walked along, with a stuffed animal in the form of a bipedal tuxedo cat walking at his side. The doll was clearly a bit worse for the wear, torn in some places and repaired with green thread. It also wore a cape, and the doll would absolutely read in the Force sense, something Jedi had commented on before. In fact, Cal had used the force to track Mini for Reeve, so there was even a very obvious tie between the man and the doll, something the Force would be able to sense.

That said, the man himself hadn't noticed Obi Wan yet. Instead Reeve was looking down at the doll and talking as he walked.

"I don't know. Road repairs seem very unlikely, we don't seem to have a way to do concrete or asphalt yet. Perhaps stones, like cobbling?"

At last he looks up and sees the man.

"Oh, hello."

[hadthehighground]

When Reeve notices him, Obi-Wan is staring oddly at him and his companion. Particularly that doll he was with. He could indeed sense something from it, as if it were alive, though it clearly looks artificial? Not even droids had such signatures in the Force, thus he finds it rather baffling.

The Jedi had been standing next to the wall of a ruined building, observing, when he is spotted. The greeting getting one in return, even if a bit tense. A stiff nod accompanied by verbal acknowledgment.

“Hello there.”

[plate_builder]

Yes, the doll is strange. Right down to the fact that Mini-C is now waving at Obi-Wan.

"Forgive me, but I don't recognize you. Are you new? I'm Reeve, by the way."

[hadthehighground]

“It would seem that way,” Obi-Wan says still giving the doll a few peculiar glances. Maybe even a bit weirded out by it.

“I’m... Ben.” And he just can’t help himself as the doll waves at him. “Is that... thing. Is it alive?”

[happybeeps]

[Continued from here]

Poe and BB led the way towards the Inn, pointing out landmarks along the way.

"There's usually some kind of food prepared here, but if Tommy hasn't got to it, there's always the food gels on the ships." Poe twisted a face, suggesting that was not the option to take unless absolutely necessary. "And if the Agrii every offer you anything just...be careful. They don't have the best understanding of how humanoids work."

[hadthehighground]

Walking in step with Poe, Obi-Wan is quiet but attentive as the other man points things out as they go. The note of food is particularly important and he nods his understanding, a bit amused at the face that Poe makes.

“Surely it can’t be any worse than ration bars.”

After all he had lived off of those and nutrition capsules at many points during the war. The bit about the Agrii is noted as well.

[happybeeps]

Poe's a military man, he knows ration bars well. And still, he shakes his head insistently.

"I would kill for a ration bar some days."

There's a uncertain pause before he continues, not sure how to explain this place and not sound like he's making it all up.

"So...the thing about this place is, it pulls people from everywhere. All corners of the galaxy. Different dimensions. Different...times."

[hadthehighground]

That gives the Jedi pause. "Its that bad?" Well, he's certain he can make do, as long as they're not eating bugs or something. Even he has his limits. Though as Poe goes on, he gives the other man an odd look. There was no indication that he was lying, but even so.

"How is that even possible?"

[beholding_archivist]

[ Picking up from here~ ] ]

It's all Jon can do to give a nod of simple approval of the other man's observation. Playing is, indeed, a remarkably fitting term to use for what the Atroma are doing to them as well as the Agrii.

As for the questions about the storms, the Archivist can only shake his head. "No one knows what causes them. They are deadly for the Agrii and interfere with whatever supernatural powers one might have aside from causing hallucinations. As a general rule I found it useful to assume everything you see or hear during a storm isn't real. Especially if it turns out to be someone you care about and they attempt to lure you away rather than approach you - Preferably without attacking you."

Will he mention that his own apparitions attempted to make him feel included during the most recent storm? No. He will rather try to forget about that.

[hadthehighground]

Hearing that sends a chill through Obi-Wan. As if the nightmares were not bad enough, now he potentially had to deal with storms that made one hallucinate? That did not bode well for him.

“I see,” he says a bit solemnly in dread of the thought. “I will keep that in mind.”

At least he was getting advice to prepare him from the supposedly inevitable. That was something he could be grateful for. Though he decides to change the subject as he digests that.

“Just how many of us are there?”

[beholding_archivist]

And Jon won't complain about the subject change. In fact, it's rather welcome.

"At the moment, we are twenty-four. People come and leave again, so the numbers change." Jon has been keeping records of everyone present. Where he can with times of arrival and departures. It's not quite as complete as he would have liked it to be, however.

There is a pause from the Archivist as he remembers something else. "I'm Jonathan Sims, by the way. Ah- It's nice to meet you. And I... I apologize for my reaction. You know. Earlier..." He vaguely gestures towards where the hilt of Obi-Wan's lightsaber is now hanging on the Jedi's belt.

[seeingscarlet]

He didn't want to run into anyone, so of course Wanda's right there in the hangar tending to the planters the crew set up. It's odd to see someone she doesn't immediately recognize - even if she doesn't regularly speak to everyone she at least knows their faces. "I haven't seen you before. You are new, yes?"

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan just seems to be unlucky today as he is but getting what he wants in any shape or form. Having been brought here for one, and having run into several people by now. So it would be his luck that he would find another. Yet he pauses and dips his head politely all the same when he is noticed. It’s only a matter of time before he meets everyone after all.

“Yes, unfortunately. Forgive me if I am disturbing you.”

[seeingscarlet]

Wanda smiles sympathetically. "If you could open the door this is your home now too. It's the best ship." She's entirely biased, but if she has to be here it's nice to have something familiar, even if she does miss the way the ship had been in the Drift Fleet. The shared sleeping arrangements has led to the small sleeping nook Obi-Wan might notice in a corner of the hangar - it's just better for everyone if Wanda is able to keep some distance from others when she's asleep and has no conscious control over her powers.

"I'm Wanda. I can show you around if you like."

[out_of_order]

Anxious seems to be fitting enough a word for how the padawan's feeling at the moment. As far as Force sensitives that had been here, none had been Jedi but him, although the one who claimed to be Sith had been strangely Jedi-like in some ways and opinions that Cal supposed he should consider himself lucky. Without a lightsaber, he wouldn't have been well-matched if things came down to a fight.

Jon had given him the rough whereabouts of the location he'd run into Kenobi. Cal has enough of an idea for how the city's laid out to know the area in question. He just has no idea that he'll still find him there. Tentatively he reaches out through the Force, sensing for anyone nearby. It's not something he's been doing very often, and having been five years in hiding his abilities, he'd gotten so used to keeping to himself.

Behind him, hanging off of the harness of his scrapper's rig, BD-1 beeps inquisitively. "Not sure. I mean...what're the chances? Guess we'll just have to see," Cal replies as he rounds a crumbling building.

[hadthehighground]

He had told Jon that Cal shouldn’t have any trouble finding him, and indeed he was correct. If the Padawan was worth his salt he would be able to pin point the shining beacon in the Force that was another Jedi. Obi-Wan himself sensing that the boy was coming.

Thus as Cal rounded the corner he would see a robbed figure sitting cross-legged on the ground in a meditative posture. The hood of his cloak pulled up over his head, hiding his face from view. Even as the Padawan approached, he remained where he was, still and silent.

Waiting. For what though? Perhaps he was waiting to see what Cal would do or say.

[out_of_order]

Obi-Wan Kenobi was a well-known name in the Order, and although Cal had never met him personally, he was sure he'd know him by sight. It hadn't been difficult at all to sense this 'Ben Kenobi', a presence so obvious for its direct attunement to the Force. Still, as he rounds that corner and actually sees someone there in those robes from what seems like so long ago, the padawan just comes to a halt.

All at once he's not sure what to say or do. He's hardly the picture of a Jedi or a padawan, but it's been five years since he'd traded those robes for scrapper garb and spent his days in hiding, working on dismantling the very ships they'd used to fly on or be fighting against. At his ear BD-1 hoots softly, and Cal nods, taking a breath.

"...Master Kenobi...?" he says, stepping forward again.