Who: Ben Kenobi and open to people at the Temple When: Monday morning Where: Jedi Temple What: Where the kriff is he now? (AU Obi-Wan)
Ben woke up and instantly knew something was wrong. He couldn't hear his ship. The Dragon was a little noisy at times, especially when she was cycling through various maintenance checks, but he'd grown used to her quirks and sounds after long years of traveling through the galaxy in her.
Also, his bed was never this comfortable. What the kriff? Had he been captured? His wrists weren't bound, and he didn't feel injured... huh.
He stood up and checked the room he was in with the Force, and it seemed okay. There didn't seem to be any power, but that didn't bother him too much, and ... ooh, kark. Was that a Lightsaber? He hadn't seen one of those since... never mind. They were worth a kriff-load to the right collectors, and this one felt like it was in pretty good condition, too! Whoever owned it had been all kinds of stupid to leave it lying around. He called it over to his hand with a thought, and thumbed it on.
A long blue blade appeared, filling the room with a gentle hum and a soft light. He couldn't help but grin. This was going to make him a lot of credits. He switched it off quickly and slid it into his boot beside one of his vibroknives before checking that his blaster was still in his thigh-holster. It was (worst capture ever, he told himself) so he let himself out of the room, undoing the locking mechanism with a touch of the Force and setting off to try and explore this place. He moved silently, small tendrils of the Force working their way out in front of him to help navigate while he shut his shields up as tight as he could manage, and tried to find an exit. His ship might be outside, and then he'd just leave this weird place behind. Brilliant plan, Kenobi.