revivalproject | A Search for Peace

WHO: Obi-Wan Kenobi and YOU
WHERE: Various locations around Temba
WHAT: Jedi doing Jedi things.
WHEN: During the V-Day Mini Event
WARNINGS: Grumpiness probably

Waking up on his bunk in the Twin Roses one morning came with a surprise. A random pink mothcat plushie having been left for him at the end of his bed with a little card. The Jedi is confused as he has no idea what this is even about, and hasn't yet seen one of these creatures to boot. Even so, he leaves the plush on his bed before going out to do his thing.

A breakfast of food paste stuff and then morning meditation. Except... that's when the confetti starts. Obi-Wan finding himself covered in glitter and confetti and disturbed by any confusion and chatter regarding the stuff in the ship. Where is it even coming from?! Dusting it off, only to get covered with more, the annoyed Jedi leaves the ship only to find that it's happening outside as well.

He is not feeling the love.

Trying to escape the glitter, which is futile, he also attempts to find a place to meditate in peace. He can be found in varying locations, usually initially appearing as a sparkly mound as sitting and being still gets him covered in the glittery stuff raining down on everyone. Though every time someone talks to him or disturbs him in some way, he ends up moving somewhere else.

Ultimately he ends up on top of Cayde's tower. How did he get up there?! It's a mystery. Either way, he's sitting up there, trying to get away from it all and calm his mind.

It's proving very difficult as this ridiculous glitter keeps falling.

Come meditate with him or bother him. The choice is yours.

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“Is that a trick question?” This asked as Obi-Wan sits motionless by the fountain. At the very spot he had woke up on this planet. It had been quiet then, and he had hoped it would be now. No such luck.

“I imagine it’s going as well for me as it is you. This isn’t how I expected to spend my day.” The Jedi opening his eyes and motioning at the falling confetti. Some of the glittery stuff rolling off of him as he did so. He was starting to get used to it.

“You don’t have to call me that anymore, either.”

"About the same," Echo nods, pausing as some more confetti and glitter shimmer down from the joints in his armor in small waves. "This is a new development. How many other names do you have?"

Although he laughed, it's more of a halfhearted effort. He's genuinely curious about that note. "What brought about the change?"

A good-natured grin comes to Obi-Wan’s face. “Oh many, really. Master, Negotiator, Jedi Scum, the list goes on.” And really he could go on. Particularly with the list of insults that had been thrown at him over the years.

“Jon pointed out that my actual name was viewable on the network. So I decided it wasn’t worth the trouble in that case. And it seems I’m hardly in any danger of being discovered here.”

The clone chuffs another laugh, this time colored with a delighted kind of surprise. "Now I'm not sure what to do with this knowledge..."

But the reason does answer the question, and his helmet tilts upward a few degrees. "Ah. Jon." It's spoken in a way that partially understands how the Archivist operates. "The man has a way with words, but he would be the one to notice that detail."

“Use it wisely, my friend,” Obi-Wan quips back with his own amusement.

“Yes, he seems to be quite the observant type. A detail oriented individual, which is something I can respect.”

The Jedi himself realizes he should probably be paying more attention to such things.

“A good man, though there is certainly a darkness that surrounds him.”

This Echo agrees with, quietly recalling the ghostly company Jon kept during the last storm, the giant eye hanging above them as he told the clone to pay no mind.

"...You could say that," comes a tentative reply.

“That sounds like the voice of experience,” Obi-Wan points out with a raised brow. He has to wonder about that man, if he could even be called that.

On one hand he seemed harmless enough and on the other the things he told him about himself were nothing short of horrific.

Although the prompt is gentle, it still resonates on a level similar to how the generals and clones would operate during a mission briefing. Intel is intel, but this makes Echo wonder if he should be telling at all.

"...I caught a glimpse of whatever Jon was dealing with during a storm. He was being hassled by these entities he called Fears. I think he also said they were similar to evil gods or avatars attached to a particular kind of fear." He shook his head. "There was also a giant eye that blocked out the sky above him...and he said he was its personal avatar."

“I have heard about that storm,” Obi-Wan says with an understanding nod. Others had mentioned as well, if seeing things that had to do with other people. He’s quietly glad he wasn’t here for it.

“He told me things about that as well.” So Echo can at least be reassured that he wasn’t saying something that he didn’t already know about. “Admittedly it’s a bit hard to fathom.”

A degree of relief emanates from the clone. At the same time, concern. He frowns under the helmet.

"He spoke of it so plainly when I asked about them. It's like he knows what to expect. Feeding on peoples' fears is disturbing, but he made it sound like a normal occurrence."

"I believe it is normal. For him at least. He seems rather resigned to his fate, nor does he regret it."

It was a curious thing, and Obi-Wan wasn't sure what to make of it all. Though it was an admirable attitude to have towards something you couldn't change.

"He sure sounded like it." Echo sort of understood being resigned, but this was on another level. "He hasn't shown any outward changes, however, and he's acting the same as he normally does. No one else seems to be alarmed if they know about his condition, anyway."

"From what I gathered, he regrets some of the consequences. Not the decisions themselves." Which, in a way, Obi-Wan could somewhat relate to. Though much of it was still somewhat difficult for her to comprehend.

"He doesn't exactly come off as a threatening person. Far from it. If I didn't feel it coming from him, I might feel the same way. He was at least considerate enough to warn me of what he's capable of, and that is respectable in itself. Though I have to wonder if there is any risk of him... not being entirely control of himself. In which case, he could pose a significant threat."

What is said is agreed to, a quiet nod in regards to Jon's show of regret and not being an active threat to everyone living in Temba. Yet his shoulders square for a brief second, remembering he's having a 'normal' discussion with the Jedi instead of one involving a war at large.

The remaining bits of glitter rain down in the meantime. "Continue as is and keep a watchful eye, maybe?"

The glitter was getting old. And Obi-Wan brushed some more of it off him as he nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, I think that would be the best course of action. It's best to be aware just in case. In the event that sometime does happen."

Hopefully it wouldn't and they could all live peacefully. After all, they were all stuck here. Getting along was in everyone's best interest.

A 'yes sir' would have been appropriate here, but Echo refrained, stiffly nodding since they were definitely on the same page and nothing further needed to be discussed.

Jon was a good person, and he'd hate to have to deal with a 'just in case' scenario if it came down to it.

After another long pause, the clone's head tilted. "That aside and hopefully remaining a theoretical event, I feel I should apologize for interrupting. I won't take up any more of your time."

“There is no need to apologize, Echo. Though I admit I do have some things I need to work out on my own.”

He gave the clone a reassuring look as he didn’t want the man to think he couldn’t approach him. But perhaps it was time to cut the conversation short. He was having difficulty finding focus with all of the interruptions. It was a good talk though, and he too hoped the subject remained theoretical.

A Search for Peace

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