May the Fourth Be With The All Skate

[jedi_interrupted]

The bar shifts, or it changed when no one was looking, and now resembles a certain cantina popular with the villainy and scum, as well as more upstanding folks. The air is dryer than usual, and a taste of grit and sand just hangs in the air. It just makes you want some blue milk doesn't it?

Has your character changed? Perhaps...who can tell? The Landlord I suppose but they aren't talking.

[ooc: HI and Welcome to a Star Wars themed All Skate, the best way to celebrate May the Fourth! Party style post. You do not have to interact with any of my characters to play.
The Rules are simple:
- This post, and any post with the subject heading ALL SKATE are open to everyone.
That means old characters, new characters, retired characters, doubles of characters, original characters, non-canon compliant characters.
- We will all play nice and adhere to Wheaton's Law: Don't be a dick.
- Gratuitous behavior, either of a violent or sexual nature, will not be tolerated in the Comm. Take that to an OOM, and then Content Warning the hell out of it before you link it.
- Communication is paramount. Everyone's keyed up, let's just have some fun.]

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[acertainpov]

"If you can prepare for it, maybe," he says. ""If you can prevent it, almost certainly. But who's to say we can change it for the better? We can only do what we think is right at the time."

[imagines_the_ocean]

Rey lets out a soft breath. She just barely remembers someone telling her that before.

"I'm pretty sure that's where I went wrong. Although..."

She looks off to one side. Her lips curl into a little smile.

"Maybe in some ways it was for the better."

[acertainpov]

"One thing is for sure," he adds lightly. "We can't get anything out of trying to see what might have been."

He smiles lop-sided, his beard twitching as he does.

"What are you going to do now?"

[imagines_the_ocean]

"Try to find the man who can teach me," she says simply.

She frowns.

"Do all Dark Side users offer to teach you or ask you to join them right after hurting the people you love?"

Rey sounds exasperated.

[acertainpov]

One moment while he catalogues them.

"Not all of them," Obi-Wan admits. "Sometimes you can defeat them before they get to that."

Cutting them in half works well that way.

"I think they're just very lonely people."

[imagines_the_ocean]

That he has to think about it is alarming.

She looks at him flatly.

"Loneliness does not make you try to conquer a galaxy and murder your family because you think you'll be stronger for it."

Old pain shadows her eyes.

[acertainpov]

"No."

He's serious again.

"Pain does. Fear, and anger. They can make you do all those things. But they don't have to.

"That's why the Jedi train."

[imagines_the_ocean]

Anger and disappointment cross her expression. She turns her face away.

Then she closes her eyes. They stay closed for three silent breaths.

Her presence in the Force opens and brightens.

She hears the crash of waves on rocks.

Her presence smooths out quietly. She opens her eyes. "I don't suppose," she asks lightly, "any of that training uses staffs?"

[acertainpov]

"As much as you like," he says, more brightly himself. There's definitely a lot of use one could put a staff to in training, and... well, there's Maul.

"In fact," he straightens, as if readying to stand, and looking around, "how tired ar you now?"

[imagines_the_ocean]

"I told you, I slept, and I ate less than an hour ago," she begins.

Her face lights up again.

She is dubious about Obi-wan's skill with many things. Fighting is not one of them.

"Wait, seriously?"

[acertainpov]

How dare she. Obi-Wan has multiple skills, and he's great at all of them.

One of his skills is being able to radiate warmth with a genuine smile, and he demonstrates it as he stands.

"Seriously. It sounds like you need it."

And, you know, he wants to. He hasn't had a Padawan since Anakin, and he's convinced that one will keep his hands full forever.

He turns his head towards the bar, and puts out a hand - she responds by producing two simple combat remotes, which fly over to his grasp without actually activating on the way.

And with his other hand he gestures to the back door.

"Shall we?"

[imagines_the_ocean]

She beams back.

She scoops up the lightsaber and hangs it on her belt.

"After you."