Joint EP: Ibani and Garyn

[last_kallig]

Ibani hasn't really left her room much since she arrived here after her confrontation with Zash. The process of healing has been extremely frustrating, especially the limited 'range' of her Force sensing ability.

Thankfully, by this point, she can sense most of the Bar's interior, so it should be relatively safe to be in public. Especially with Garyn here as backup and emotional support.

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[moonandstar]

Garyn slides into the booth she's seated in with a platter full of the most fragrant and flavorful foods he can think of. At the moment he can think of no better way to stir her senses (in polite company, anyway).

"I brought lunch."

[last_kallig]

Ibani's stomach rumbles. Apparently her body needs more nutrition than she thought!

"That smells lovely, thank you," she says, then leans over to kiss him.

She's got her back to a wall and is facing the Door. Paranoia, what paranoia? She's just FINE, thank you.

[moonandstar]

Garyn grabs one of the plates off of the platter and hands it to her, kissing her back as he leans over for it.

"Here's one I loved growing up - chicken alesh with wild rice. Lively and spicy."

[last_kallig]

"Then I shall have to try that first," she replies.

She digs into the dish and makes an appreciative noise as she tastes it. "Definitely spicy, but I like it!" Given the general blandness of food in her early life, this is a nice change.

"Is Alesh a place name?"

[moonandstar]

"Comes from one of the names of Queen Alessia, I believe," Garyn says. "Not sure why it's named for her. Perhaps this is how they liked their chicken in the First Era."

He grabs his own plate and begins to dig in.

"I thought the intense flavor and smell might help."

[last_kallig]

Garyn it so thoughtful! "It does," Ibani replies. "It's a bit of a shock how...limited my senses are without the Force." When you've always had it...

[moonandstar]

"With luck, getting more in touch with the material world will help you find the sense of it in the Force."

He breathes in deeply, taking in the fragrant smells.

"You know, I suppose I haven't really sat down and taken the world in for a while either. Could do us both some good to rest."

[arkadia]

Look on the bright side, Ibani, there's nothing to sense from Eden anyway! He's exactly the same walking, talking dead spot in the Force that he was the last time they met.

(Ya-a-ay?)

He is maybe a year or so older, though, and looks like he may have had a growth spurt. And, it would seem, he is very excited to see the person who taught him about parents! Even if nobody he knows will expand on that topic!

So he bounds through the rafters over to the booth, practically clattering through them so loudly that he can be heard a mile off, and peers down at her and Garyn.

"Hi! You seem different." Beat. "And your friend seems very grey."

[last_kallig]

Ibani thinks her Force sense is malfunctioning for a moment before she connects the feeling and the face to Eden.

"Eden, it's been quite a while!" Ibani replies. "And he is grey, but that's perfectly normal for him, so don't worry."

[moonandstar]

"It's possible I may be greyer than usual," Garyn says. "Though perhaps I'd notice."

He half-holds up his right hand in greeting. He's not much of a waver.

"I don't think we've been introduced. I'm Garyn."

[arkadia]

"Rightrightright, definitely -- ah, man, two-hundred days for me? Sounds about right," Eden says cheerfully. He drops out of the rafters, landing crouched on the back of a chair, peering at both of them.

He cocks his head at Garyn a moment later, though, because introductions, yeah, cool, yeah, that's a ... that's a thing people do. "Eden! Nice t'meet'cha."

[last_kallig]

"Been less than that for me, but this place is strange with time," she replies.

Oh, Eden. And she thought she was bad when younger at social skills. "How have you been?"

[moonandstar]

Garyn's eyebrow raises slightly for a moment, but he's not too perturbed. He could be like that occasionally in non-business environments - especially when he was still a teenager.

"That's rather an understatement," he says. "I know for certain I've seen multiple New Life notices since I first came here."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian's yawning when he comes in, he's been stuck sitting in the same position too long. On his way to the counter, he sees Ibani and heads towards her, he's glad to see she's downstairs.

When he nears her, he sees the person beside her then remembers that this is Garyn, "Hello, good to see you downstairs, Ibani."

[last_kallig]

"Cassian, good to see you!" Ibani calls out. "You look like you've been working too hard."

She looks better than she did when he last saw her. Not one hundred percent, but better.

[moonandstar]

Garyn nods and lifts a couple fingers in greeting.

"Afternoon, Cassian. We could all do with a rest now and again."

[childofrebellion]

"There's always more to do. How are you doing?" Ibani's looking better which is a relief.

[last_kallig]

"Better than I was, not back to a hundred percent yet," Ibani says, smiling softly.

"Garyn has been a big help with my recovery."

[moonandstar]

Garyn rubs the back of his head sheepishly.

"I was...glad to be of any help at all, really. Putting the alchemy set you helped me steal to good use."

[space_puffin]

There is a 'twap twap twap twap' on the floor coming up to Ibani and then a cooing noise. If she were to look down she would see Puffy staring up at her with large, hopeful, eyes. Would she let him up on her lap?

Maybe share some of her food?

This is distinctly directed at her that she should be able to sense through the Force as porgs are slightly Force sensitive.

[last_kallig]

"Hello, little one," Ibani replies. "You've a touch of the Force to you."

Ibani pats her lap in an invitation. "I think my food is probably too spicy for you." She's projecting with the Force too, so the Porg should understand her.

[moonandstar]

Garyn raises an eyebrow and shoots Ibani a lopsided smile to match.

"I don't suppose your new friend talks, does he?"

[space_puffin]

With a flapping hop he jumps up onto Ibani's lap to peer onto the table. At Garyn's question he tilts his head and gives an indigent "Qurk".

Of course he talks!

Really.

Or least project ideas/concepts through the Force. He understands Garyn at least.

As for the food, he'll give it a risk reaching over to sniff it.

[last_kallig]

"He doesn't talk the way you or I do, but he can project ideas into the Force and understand people," she explains.

The foot is pretty spicy, the Elder Scrolls equivalent of Wat.

Ibani scoops up a very small amount on some flatbread and offers it to the Porg.

[moonandstar]

Thankfully this wat doesn't have any chicken in it.

Garyn watches curiously to see how the funny little bird-creature reacts to Khajiit seasoning.