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Obi-Wan Kenobi (do_what_i_must) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-12-03 00:03:00

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obi-wan kenobi, tahiri veila, yvaine

Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Tahiri Veila, Yvaine (and a holocron gatekeeper)
What: Introductions!
When: Afternoon, December 2nd
Where: Obi-Wan and Yvaine's apartment

He'd discovered the holocron when he went to make tea for Yvaine and himself. It was just sitting beside the box of tea, a little crystalline dodecahedron with some carvings on the faces, and a smaller crystal resting on top of that. He knew instantly what it was, and had lifted it out from the cupboard with a light touch of the Force, laughing as it came to rest in his hand. For all the horrors and awful experiments this place put people through, it had also given this battle-weary Jedi some very precious gifts. Hope, in the form of two Jedi from well into his future, thus proving that nothing he had gone through had been in vain, and Knowledge, in the form of the somehow-familiar holocron he was holding. Even if it turned out to be empty, it was something from home and that was more than enough for him.

Then there was his tentative friendship (or whatever it was morphing into) with Yvaine. The woman was touchier than a Wookiee in heat, and he often had no idea how to react to her outbursts, but she was honest and clever and full of the strangest ideas at times and he found her extremely refreshing and humourous. Not to mention the fact that she was quite attractive. Okay, more than "quite". He wished he didn't have the memories of his other self floating around in his head, because now he knew things he'd tried not to even think about up until he switched, but he did. They'd tried discussing things the previous day, but he still needed time to think about everything. Still, when he did think on her, there was no sense of impending evil or anything like that. No, it simply made him... happy.

He laughed because everything made him happy at that moment in time. Yvaine came bursting into the kitchen at that point, wondering if he was ill or something because he never laughed, but then he held his hand out to show her his gift and smiled at her. Then he let it lift out of his hand and float into the air, while the smaller crystal stayed where it was for now. The points of the dodecahedron detached from the main body, then slowly spun out and away from the crystal. The remaining crystal began to unfold itself, creating an opening for the smaller crystal. The dodecahedron wrapped itself around the now-glowing small crystal, and the points returned to join up with the main crystal once more. The whole thing spun round once or twice, and then Obi-Wan directed it to sit on the kitchen countertop.

The gatekeeper soon appeared, and all Obi-Wan could do was stare. His Master looked back at him with a fond look in his eyes, and a smirk that carried over into his voice when he spoke.

"Aren't you going to say hello, Padawan?", Qui-Gon asked in his familiar rumble of a voice.

"Hello, my Master. I didn't know you had recorded a Holocron," he replied, in a surprisingly steady voice.

"Clearly, I should have checked with you before doing so. I trust you're well, Obi-Wan?"

He could only nod, then glanced round at Yvaine. "Yvaine, this is Qui-Gon Jinn. My Master. He's the gatekeeper for my holocron," he explained, still smiling and no doubt looking like quite the fool. This place was bound to do something drastically awful to him in return for making him as happy as he currently was, but at this point in time, he really couldn't find it within himself to care. He picked up his comms device and left a message for Tahiri to come round for tea, and then realised he'd forgotten to do any actual tea-making. Oops.

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whatstarsdo
2010-12-03 05:48 am UTC (link)

Things between them had been slightly strained since the day before. Yvaine really was doing her damndest not to snap at Obi-Wan. He'd been through quite a bit, obviously, and if she tried she could understand a bit of what might have been going through his head. A sudden shout of laughter did not at all fit with what she pictured. Especially since she didn't think she'd heard him laugh when he was himself since... ever. (Ben had laughed, a low sort of chuckle, but that was nothing like this and it didn't really count anyway.)

For a moment she really did think he'd snapped, as the crystal floated into the air and began breaking apart. Yvaine would never think of what he did as anything other than magic, no matter how many times he'd tried to explain otherwise. She definitely did not shriek as the green and glowing form of a very tall and bearded gentleman appeared in their kitchen. But she did jump back a little, heavy skirts swishing around her.

"Your Master is a Gatekeeper for that holly thing? Does he live in there?" She paused and did not ask what sort of sorcery this was. "Is he real? How does he fit?" He had to be real in some sense. Otherwise Obi-Wan wouldn't have introduced her. Yvaine dipped a curtsey towards the figure, watching him carefully and not lowering her gaze.

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do_what_i_must
2010-12-03 09:15 pm UTC (link)

"Please, call me Qui-Gon," the hologram said, bowing in response to Yvaine's curtsey, before turning back to look at Obi-Wan once more. "I was recorded over a long period of time. The process began while Xanatos was still a Padawan, and I was completed while you were off on a training mission with Padawans Tachi and Vos." Obi-Wan nodded, then filled the kettle and set it to boil.

"Holocron, Yvaine. And not... exactly, no," Obi-Wan explained, even as he started to prepare tea. He lifted three mugs out of the cupboard, and brought them over to beside him, expertly ignoring the raised eyebrow that earned him from the Gatekeeper for such a frivolous use of the Force.

"A holocron is a method of storing a vast amount of data which can then be displayed in a holographic format. A picture in three dimensions, so it looks real. I admit, I have no idea what's in this one, but usually there is so much information stored in one that most people wouldn't even know where to begin to look. Hence the need for a gatekeeper. We can talk with the Gatekeeper and ask him questions, and he will provide us with the relevant information. He is an extension of the Holocron itself, and is usually modelled on whoever compiled and recorded the data, so it is not actually my Master. It just looks, sounds and acts like him."

He paused, trying to think of something to ask Qui-Gon, then looked back at Yvaine. "Oh, I've invited Padawan Veila round for tea as well. Qui-Gon, would you happen to have a star map of our galaxy?" He smiled once more when the hologram nodded and faded away to be replaced by a smaller version of the Star Map he knew from the temple. He quickly found Coruscant, and tightened his shields around the sudden attack of home-sickness. "Yvaine, this is my home."

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whatstarsdo
2010-12-03 09:57 pm UTC (link)

Qui-Gon? They all had such funny names, where Obi-Wan came from. And she would have to ask him who Xanatos and Vos were. Tachi was the woman he'd thought she was when he'd hit his head, so they had to have been close. There were a lot of questions she wanted to ask him, so many that she wasn't really listening to his explanation. She continued to stare at the holocron and the image of the man who had been Obi-Wan's master - another question; what exactly did that mean? - as her flatmate moved the mugs out.

And then the glowing figure was gone, replaced by a collection of glowing dots in space. "I thought her name was Tahiri." Yvaine reached out a hand, startled when she felt nothing as the image simply rippled around her. "And these are your stars? And you go from one to another? How do the stars sing when you're all running about?"

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doesntwearshoes
2010-12-04 06:42 pm UTC (link)

Tahiri stayed just down the hall from Obi-Wan. She could sense him easily enough in the Force that she didn't even need to see his name engraved on the plaque to know where he was. She had taken a few minutes to get ready - a quick change of clothes, brushing her hair, that sort of thing - and made her way to the Jedi Master's door with what felt like a tribe of Ewoks dancing around in her stomach.

It was a big honour, to be invited over by the man she'd learned all about at the Praxeum. She hated knowing she wouldn't remember when she went home because she really would have loved to tell Anakin all about it. Though it was probably for the best, since he would wind up jealous in his own quiet, intense way.

Bouncing eagerly from one bare foot to the other, the tiny blonde rapped her knuckles against the door then went still. Even if she was easily excitable, she knew how to be quiet and sombre and respectful. Until she had her bearings a bit with whoever he wanted her to meet - as well as Obi-Wan himself - she would be on her best behaviour. Although she couldn't help but smile brightly. She'd yet to master that much.

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do_what_i_must
2010-12-05 03:18 pm UTC (link)

"Her name is Tahiri. Padawan is her rank. It means she's been apprenticed to a Jedi Knight or Master," he explained, then looked slightly puzzled at her further questions. Or rather, her last question. "I've never heard the stars sing, to be honest. But yes, these are my stars. Here is the Core," and the map zoomed in as he spoke, showing tiny versions of Corellia, Alderaan and Coruscant, amongst the many other Core Worlds. He pointed out a few of the planets and was about to zoom out and show Yvaine where Tatooine was, falling easily into the role of teacher once more, when there was a knock at the door.

He didn't even need to check through the Force to know who it was, given that he could pick up on the padawan's obvious excitement from the moment she'd replied to him. "Excuse me, Yvaine, I'll just let Tahiri in. Qui-Gon, could you show Yvaine some of the planets on the Outer Rim? Tatooine, at least. Thank you," he said, then went to get the door.

He opened the door and looked at the girl for a moment, then folded his arms in front of his chest and bowed in greeting to her. "Padawan Veila," he said quietly, "I am very pleased to meet you. Please, come in."

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doesntwearshoes
2010-12-06 02:19 am UTC (link)

Still smiling, but having managed to keep her gleeful bouncing paused when he opened the door, Tahiri returned the greeting - never more grateful for Master Ikrit's insistence that she and Anakin learn the proper way to do things - and responded, "It's an honour to meet you, Master Kenobi."

The name felt odd on her tongue, when used to address someone rather than simply discussing him in her lessons. She pushed the surreality of the situation aside and stepped inside his flat. Blue eyes darting around briefly to take in her surroundings, Tahiri finally turned her gaze back to Obi-Wan with the same bright smile on her face.

"Thank you," she said sincerely, "for inviting me." She wasn't sure who it was he wanted her to meet but was willing to be patient until they reached that point. At least for the time being. With Tahiri, it was difficult to say at times. While undoubtedly strong in the force and with a promising future of being a very talented Jedi, she still had a lot to learn.

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whatstarsdo
2010-12-07 02:22 am UTC (link)

'Padawan' was about the silliest name for a squire that Yvaine had ever heard of, but she didn't point that out. She didn't want to ruin Obi-Wan's good mood. But she couldn't let the comment about the stars pass. "Well, of course you didn't. Not if you were in those metal ships, buzzing about so fast. You'd never hear anything in one of those." Perhaps she'd sing for him some time. If he asked nicely. If it ever occurred to him.

The knock at the door meant Obi-Wan left, and the strange images whirled and zoomed again, showing her a pale circle that seemed to have no seas at all. How curious. "How does anything live there?" she asked, and was only somewhat surprised when the holocron began to answer her in that rumbling voice that belonged to her friend's master. Very odd indeed. Moisture farming sounded terribly dull, and Yvaine was about to cut him off when she heard a brightly high-pitched voice from the door. She peered around the kitchen wall to see a slip of a girl standing just inside the door.

"You're Tahiri? The girl from the network." Introductions? Who needed them? "Another Jedi."

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doesntwearshoes
2010-12-10 02:51 am UTC (link)

Tahiri glanced in the direction of the other, decidedly feminine, voice. Still smiling, she nodded at the fellow blonde. "That's me," she agreed easily enough. She paused, not sure exactly what to say. Normally, Obi-Wan would have introduced them, which would have given Tahiri a bit more direction. However she couldn't complain that this woman had taken the initiative herself, either. Tahiri had too much respect for people who did that sort of thing to have any issue with it just because it threw her a bit out of sorts.

Finally she settled on, "You're Yvaine, right?" She just hoped that she was pronouncing the name right. Having several languages floating around inside her mind at all times sometimes made the use of Basic a bit tricky. There were times when she'd start a sentence in basic and wind up switching to Tusken or, more recently Yuuzhan Vong, by the end of it.

The thought of the Yuuzhan Vong made her think briefly of the scar across her forehead. Appearing as nothing more than an oddly shaped 'W', Tahiri was used to most from her reality simply ignoring it. After all there were all sorts of aliens, constantly intermingling, where she was from. One girl with a strange mark didn't attract much attention. Here, though, Tahiri couldn't be sure if it would or wouldn't and shifted a bit from foot to foot when suddenly stricken with a bout of self-consciousness. Not certain what to say that wasn't going to be about the one thing on her mind - her scar - she instead glanced back to Obi-Wan in the hopes he might decide to offer a bit of guidance if only by joining the conversation himself.

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do_what_i_must
2010-12-10 10:16 pm UTC (link)

Oh, Force... She was so obviously a Padawan, that peculiar mix of enthusiasm, potential and innocence just beginning to mix with sadness and determination, all blending together in the Force, and he couldn't help but be back in the Temple, seeing so much potential lying dead in the hallways and walkways, and then he found out that Anakin was responsible for so much of the bloodshed, and how had he allowed that to happen?

The unfamiliar sense of uncertainty shook him out of his memories, and Obi-Wan blinked when Tahiri looked back at him. He then realised that he'd been staring at the girl, and that Yvaine had joined them. Had they said anything to each other while he'd been off gathering clouds? No matter, a formal introduction was needed. He smiled at Tahiri once more, then turned to look at Yvaine. "Yvaine, this is Padawan Tahiri Veila, a Jedi from some time after myself," he said, before facing Tahiri once more. "Padawan Veila, this is Yvaine. She lives in this apartment with me. Now, if you would please go and sit in the living room, both of you, I'll bring the tea in." And the holocron, of course.

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whatstarsdo
2010-12-11 11:26 pm UTC (link)

Yvaine's eyebrow raised at Obi-Wan's introduction. So that was how he chose to describe her? Very interesting. And she'd seen his shoulders hunch slightly. She'd have to ask him about that later. But after the child left.

"Yes, that's me," she answered, leaving the kitchen. "You haven't been here very long, correct?" Her skirts swished as she walked to the sofa and sat down, perched on the edge. The dress was lovely but it was somewhat difficult to move around in. But she would manage.

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doesntwearshoes
2010-12-13 05:22 am UTC (link)

Tahiri continued to smile, following after Yvaine without hesitation. After all, not only had a Jedi Master said to do it but it was Obi-Wan Kenobi, no less. The man could probably tell her to jump head first off a cliff and she'd do it without reservation.

Sitting down in one of the available chairs nearest the couch, her foot bouncing absently in an effort to dispel at least some of her seemingly unending source of energy, the girl nodded. "I just showed up a short while ago," she answered honestly. "Right around the time everyone seemed to be turning back into themselves, I think."

Not that such a statement made much sense to her but Tahiri had heard people talking about alternate versions and had even met 'Ben Kenobi, rogue Force user', so she wasn't going to question the oddity of the whole thing. It was what it was, just like everything else in life.

Pausing for a second, once again not sure what to say - which was a bit odd considering normally she talked so much people had to tell her to shut up - she finally offered a sincere, "I really like your dress. It's very pretty." Because compliments were good, right? And it was the truth. Not exactly her style but, then again, Tahiri had never been one for dressing up.

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