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WHO: Cobb Vanth & All
WHERE: Various locations across Coruscant.
WHAT: Adventures across the planet
WHEN: Event
WARNINGS: Cussing. Angst. Possible violence. Will update as necessary.

This was not how Cobb imagined his first time off Tatooine. Then again, with his history, maybe he should have expected his first trip in space and to a Core world would be against his will. These Agrii fellas needed to learn to ask for permission. He would've said yes if they had asked. Instead, there was a little bubble of resentment brewing towards their alien captors.

But that anger could wait. A lot of people here had no idea how to navigate any planet in the galaxy much less one like Coruscant. Stars, even Cobb was a little out of his element but at least he could read the writing and understand how things worked in general. The first thing he focused on was getting everyone else settled and comfortable to go around by themselves. It was a lot of explaining how credit worked and offering to help if anyone needed it.

It took a few days before Cobb disappeared on his own one morning. The credits provided by the Agrii and the few he had on him when he got taken were burning a hole in his pocket. He went to the market and found himself some pieces of durasteel armor and a padded armor suit to wear underneath. It was, without a doubt, the nicest thing Cobb had ever owned, gleaming a brass-gold color against the black padded suit and soft green cloak he also bought to hide the scars that peeked out from the suit.

Damn if he didn't feel guilty for the two-thousand credits he handed over to buy it.

He just couldn't help but think of all the necessary things he could buy for home or this group of people at that cost. Two thousand credits would never got that far on Tatooine where everything was so damn expensive but it could've done something good. But after putting it all on he looked like he belonged on a Core world instead of an outsider in ragged clothes. Clothes he kept because they were still good enough for home and no one wasted anything on Tatooine. The armor though... wearing it he felt... like someone important and wasn't that a heavy thing?

Not only did the armor protect him and help him blend in, now he could get into better bars and taverns where they played high stakes sabacc. Cobb had learned his numbers playing the card game and was damn good at it. Good enough to win games against rich fools who tossed credits around like they could be dug up from the sand. That real vindictive part of himself really enjoyed it.

And everything he won now went to what they'd need to survive and anyone else who needed a few spare credits.

After all, he could always win more.

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Yeah, even that close to the Outer rim Cobb had never heard of it. Maybe he should've spent some time on Coruscant studying up on the galaxy at large, catch up on some history but... nope.

"Yeah, I was born in Mos Espa." And Cobb figured that was enough to have Obi-Wan guess the rest of his story. Mos Espa was pretty well known for its slave communes. Most of which were humans.

The Jedi seemed like the sort not to ask for more than that. Not that Cobb would answer in more detail if Obi-Wan did ask. "Eventually settled in a little town called Mos Pelgo where I met Mando."

When Cobb mentions that he was born in Mos Espa, a certain realization dawns upon him. He blinks at the msn before grimacing slightly in sympathy. “Oh... oh I see.”

No he doesn’t ask more. He doesn’t have to as Anakin had come from Mos Espa. He had spoken about the slaves there many times. While Obi-Wan hadn’t seen it for himself, he knew enough. He knew the mark that slavery had left on his former Padawan. But Cobb had obviously been freed at some point if he had been able to settle somewhere else.

“And how did the two of you manage to cross paths in a not so proverbial middle of nowhere?”

Yeah, that was most decent peoples reaction. The ugly open secret of the galaxy. Slavery was illegal even under the Empire and yet, it was every where out in the Outer rim. No one liked to talk about it though.

"Well, at the time I had a suit of beskar armor." Cobb sat himself down on one of the tougher looking crates. "And when Mando figured out I wasn't actually a Mandalorian like him he wanted it back. I made him a deal. If he helped me kill a greater krayt dragon, he could have it back. And he did."

It was a great story. "Let the thing swallow him and a bantha carrying explosives and blew the thing from the inside. One of the most heroic things I've ever seen and one of the stupidest."

Slavery had been illegal in the Republic as well, though he had crossed paths with slavers more than once. Had even been captured by them and had a taste of it himself. Not even a Jedi was immune to such a fate if they landed in the wrong situation.

As Cobb tells his story though, Obi-Wan remains standing though his hand quietly rests on his chin as he listens. Eyebrows shooting up in surprise when the part about the dragon came up.

“He killed a krayt dragon? One of the bigger ones? Mando has more gumption than I realized.” He is quite impressed as that’s certainly not an easy feat. In fact it’s downright legendary to single-handedly take down such a beast.

"Well, he had some help softening it up," Cobb said with a little chuckle. "Got some Tuskens and my town to help him. He did get the killing shot though."

And that moment seeing Din fly out of the dying beast's mouth was pretty wedged into Cobb's memory along with the way his heart had raced and he couldn't help but grin at the victory.

"We had a great party that night." Not that Din stuck around for it. He got his piece of dragon flesh and then was gone. Their paths had crossed again though. In a strange and better way than he had hoped for.

Not gonna think to hard on that in front of the Jedi. Cobb remember stories of Jedi being able to read minds.

"I'm sure you did. That's quite the community effort."

And while Jedi could definitely read minds, most of the time they made efforts not to. But it was pretty easy to pick up on some of Cobb's feelings even then. The two were obviously very good friends at the very least.

"Now if we can get everyone on Agra 10 to work together in such a way, we will have it made I think." They had quite the variety of talents. But while they did help each other out from time to time, there was still some room for improvement there.

"That's all you've got on Tatooine. It's very hard to survive without community." It was doubly important to the slave community. All they had were each other and often, they had no idea how long that would last.

Yeah, good friends. That was where they were at.

"My plan when we get back is to start buildin' and see who joins in." Cobb didn't expect everyone to help. He only expected a handful of people gave a damn in the first place. "I figure I fix up enough places people will move in anyway. Shouldn't be living on ships."

And not just because Cobb kept banging his head on pipes.

Obi-Wan goes a bit somber at that. That was something that Obi-Wan didn't have there. He couldn't afford to get close to anyone on Tatooine. As much as he would like to have a support system, it was simply too risky since he was being hunted by the Empire. But he doesn't say anything. He wasn't looking for this man's pity. What was important was that he had it now.

"I agree. Once I have our temple set up, I would be happy to pitch in as well."

He looked forward to seeing what sort of community they could build. And now that Padme and the twins were there, was there really any reason for him to want to go back to Tatooine? Why not make a life in peace on Agra 10?

Cobb would have welcomed the old Jedi in Mos Pelgo. The two was meant for everyone, after all, no matter who they were before they got there. Maybe... if they ever got free of this place he'd go find the old man and bring him back.

"Yeah, I figured you'd be one of the few wanting to help." Obi had a good head on his shoulders. Cobb didn't care for all the mystical Force nonsense but everyone had their own way of looking at the universe. He could respect it like he respected Din's Creed.

"I got the tools to rebuild but we'll probably have to scavenge most of the supplies. Maybe even tear down some of the worst houses." Cobb had thought about this for awhile. He had a decent plan formed in his head.

One has to wonder if Obi-Wan would accept such a gesture as he wouldn't want to put other people in danger on his behalf either. Plus that would have been pretty far from Luke. But sadly, if Cobb does go back and look for him, he will only find a dusty hut with everything still as he left it. The old Jedi having long since died.

"I think that's a reasonable idea. There is no sense in leaving ruined houses when their pieces can be made use of."

And surely Obi-Wan can put some of his Jedi abilities to use as well. Making things a bit easier for all of them. Such as lifting particularly heavy objects.

"I get the feelin' most people in town haven't had to make do with so little before." Cobb didn't hold it against them. Some folks lived comfortable lives. Some didn't. Wasn't a fault of theirs.

It just meant they weren't really set up to handled a place falling apart like Tembra was. Not that Cobb was really familiar with it. Mos Pelgo was pretty established by the time he was sold out there.

It was only the dragon that would ruin things and they'd have to rebuild. Cobb had a little bit of knowledge about a lot of stuff. Hopefully enough to build himself a comfortable house.

"Neither have I really, but... I did live through a war. And I've seen people struggle." The Jedi lived humble lives it's true, but they were never lacking anything they needed. On the battlefield though things could certainly be tough and he's helped some of the struggling communities out there over the years. It wasn't quite the same though. Granted life on Tatooine wasn't going to be a picnic. But he had only been living there a few weeks so far.

"But I'm willing to learn, and hopefully others will be as well."

The Jedi had a community. They had the respect of the galaxy. Humble lives didn't necessarily mean a struggle. Tatooine demanded the most of a person, of a community, of everyone. Tembra was a little easier but Cobb still knew people would have to wake up to the realization they needed to toughen up for survival.

"Only one way to find out," he said with a little grin. "It'll be a shock when we go back. Folks got comfortable with civilization here."

There was too much civilization in Cobb's opinion. But he was an old man rather stuck with how he grew up. "The loss might motivate them."

That they did, and a very close knit one at that. Though their community had been built up over thousands of years. Before the purge there hadn't been much to build, but now they had to rebuild.

"Yes, I think you're right there. I know I've become quite comfortable with being home again." And a part of him didn't want to leave. The selfish part of him. But he knew that he couldn't stay, and even if he could, he had a responsibility to several people. There was clearly only one choice.

"Hopefully, before we run out of our supplies, they can find that motivation. The sooner we get things built the better."

And if they had landed on Tatooine Cobb would've been very comfortable there and everyone else would've been miserable. That was just the way things balanced out. He would've been pissed going back too.

"We're not gonna run out of supplies," Cobb said with a little shake of his head. If nothing else, he knew how to ration. "We don't have it easy and we can't be wasteful but we've got enough. Especially if we get planting some seeds and ranching the local wildlife."

Cobb's determined to make something of this town this time. He had held back before to get a feel for things. He was done with that.

Obi-Wan isn’t angry about it. If anything he feels blessed just to have this chance at all. But that won’t stop him from being sad when they leave. This isn’t his time anyway, but he does have a plan to leave something behind.

“Yes, I agree,” Obi-Wan says thoughtfully. Rationing will be needed to hold on to what they have longer. Waste not, want not.

A little smirk comes to his face though. “Though we always have the protein paste if nothing else.”

"I don't know about you but I'd rather have somethin' more satisfying." Cobb wasn't a fan of the paste. It wasn't good and the texture was awful. He was never picky on food in the first place. He'd never been in a place where he could be.

Luckily, he knew how to cook most of what he brought back. The seeds were wildly unknown to him but he figured those with the Agriculture data would know what to do with them.

"Cayde wants to figure out how to make a dish of his from home. Figure other people will want to do the same." Cobb is pretty sure he can make a few dishes of his own. "Got anything here you want to make?"

“I don’t think it’s so bad. Certainly beats nutrition capsules and ration bars, but I see your point.” It is nice to have something with a bit more substance.

At that question though Obi-Wan pauses and shakes his head a bit. “I’m not particularly attached to any one thing. Though it’s a shame we can’t bring back any Bantha, Nerfs, or Hawk Bats. The Glownies will have to do.” He has no idea what Glowny tastes like though as he hadn’t eaten one yet. Though he is getting the idea to bring some Hawk bat eggs and blue milk back. Maybe he can even program the replicator to make some.

"Yeah, we're not getting a healthy herd of bantha on these ships." There would be no way to protect any garden from getting trampled then. Even if they only brought back young calves there just wasn't the space. "Could probably bring back some dried bantha. Gotta be some place that sells smoked meat around here."

The thought made him pause for a moment. "Another thing we should build back on Tembra is a smoker. Or a dryer. We make a lot of bantha jerky back home. Should do the same here."

Once they got back Cobb would definitely organize his thoughts a little better but he circled the thought in his head a few times to make sure he wouldn't forget it and then nodded to himself.

“That is a thought. It will certainly last much longer than fresh meat. Perhaps some dehydrated blue milk as well. I’ll look into that while shopping for a droid.”

The thought of building their own smoker was a good one too. “I hope you know how to build such a thing because I admit I have no idea.” Though surely the concept can’t be too complicated. But now Cobb has gotten Obi-Wan’s wheels turning as well as to how they could better survive on Agra 10.

"Rather see if we can milk the glownies than that dried stuff." Cobb grew up on rehydrated blue milk. It was definitely a taste he hated. He really should get that Agriculture data point when they got back to figure all this out. Or Engineering to fix up houses.

He chuckled and shook his head. "I know mines and oil refining. I don't have a clue about stuff like this. Just gonna have to ask other folks."

That was usually how it went around town. One person had the idea and if it was a good one the rest of the town would join in. Cobb just had to get the ball rolling.

"You're assuming that glowny milk tastes better, and that they can be easily milked." Obi-Wan was still going to bring back some powdered blue milk. It would be good to have for the babies if nothing else. ... What if the glowny milk glows too??? That would be weird.

"I'm certain we'll figure it out one way or another. Even if we have to re-invent a few things." Because like Cobb had already pointed out, most people in their group haven't had to rough it like this.

"Only one way to find out." Cobb shrugged easily. Once they got back to Tembra he'd give it try. For all he knew glownies couldn't give milk. He could be completely wrong about that. It was worth trying though.

Any food was worth investigating.

"Can't be worse than black melons." Which Cobb actually had a taste for thanks to all those negotiations with Tuskens. "One thing you learn on Tatooine is how to make anything work with anything."

"I've heard those things are repulsive," Obi-Wan says. He hadn't personally tried any black melons. Not yet anyway. Unknown to him, he certainly would be in his future.

"As we will on Agra 10 as well. Though in some respects I think we have it better off." There was at least standing water around and plant life in abundance. Certainly more hospitable than the desert world with twin suns.

"Well, I thank you for helping me load all of this up, and for the card. I should probably see about buying that droid."

"Eh, nothing's that bad when you need to survive." Or insure the peace of your town. Cobb hadn't refused them again in any of his meetings with the Tuskens.

He got to his feet and nodded at the Jedi. "Not a problem. You need more help just ask. If I'm around I'll lend a hand."

Because Cobb didn't have much else to do on Coruscant. He had made the best of the situation as he could.

"Good luck." He gave the man a nod and then walked off to find whatever peace or trouble came him way next.

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