Evaan Verlaine (gold_three) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-04-26 16:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | evaan verlaine, obi-wan kenobi (sw) |
WHO: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Evaan Verlaine
WHAT: Trying (and probably failing) to avoid spoilers
WHERE: Town square
WHEN: April 24th
RATING: Lowish
It wasn't difficult to find Kenobi after giving him time to settle in. Jedi robes were unique enough, they weren't common in Evaan's experience and in Starklandia they made the master stand out. She would have known him in any clothes though. She knew his face. He looked the same as he had the last time she remembered seeing his face on the HoloNet. She'd been six years old at the time, though if it was before the Empire's purge of the Jedi Order or after it she couldn't rightly remember. She did remember paying special attention to the reports as a child, hearing about the exploits of Kenobi and Skywalker had been more entertaining than most of the stories her parents would read her. Of course, whatever of his features her youth and years since might have made fuzzy, were cleared away years later after Yavin when the Princess had seen to it that an old image of the Jedi Master be added to their remembrance wall. She'd spent a lot of time in front of that wall, she got to know most of the faces on it.
Of course, all the faces on that wall were gone with no logical hope of returning to life. But then there was Kenobi. In the flesh. Alive and twenty years younger. The Force worked in mysterious ways alright.
Evaan had taken care to make herself presentable. She'd pulled her hair up in a traditional Alderaanian style, made sure her boots were polished and that her high-collared yellow jacket was spotless. If she'd had her dress uniform she might have worn it, even if it felt like a silly impulse. It did feel important not to be slovenly when meeting a legitimate galactic hero and Jedi Master. So, of course, when she approached him in the square, she bowed. "Master Kenobi? I'm Lieutenant Evaan Verlaine, I think we have some things to talk about."