Obi-Wan Kenobi (
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Entry tags:
- anakin skywalker: michele,
- anakin solo: ellie,
- ariadne: wizera,
- chizuru yukimura: jelle,
- darth maul: shade,
- ezra bridger: lis,
- gilia st. loe: lily r,
- lord felwinter: niki,
- luke skywalker: skyla,
- neopolitan: latroma,
- obi-wan kenobi: timmy,
- sabé: ssk,
- savage opress: vette,
- soldier blue: elle,
- usagi tsukino: jax,
- vyng vang zoombah: jansen,
- willow rosenberg: lucy
( open ) do not stand on my grave and weep
Who: Obi-Wan + You
What: Obi-Wan updating to Post Revenge of the Sith
When: May 7th
Where: Around Trench + Obi-Wan's House
Content Warnings: Possible intense discussions of grief and trauma. Mentions of genocide and mutilation.
( i. awakening — closed to immediate cr + vyng )
( ii. drinks on the house )
( iii. the sword in hand )
What: Obi-Wan updating to Post Revenge of the Sith
When: May 7th
Where: Around Trench + Obi-Wan's House
Content Warnings: Possible intense discussions of grief and trauma. Mentions of genocide and mutilation.
( i. awakening — closed to immediate cr + vyng )
[ he awoke in darkness.
that is what terrified him momentarily. the darkness closed in on him, on everyone and he had to warn, he had to stop it, he had to do something. the yawning abyss stretched out and obi-wan thrust his hand forward to touch . . . something soft? like the folds of a cocoon. he grasps and pulls, the force answering his cry like the tempestuous rush of the tide —
— and it breaks, light cascading into his strange prison. he pulls himself out with a gasp, dragging himself along the floor. blearily, he blinks, taking in his surroundings before he rasps out in a voice ill-used for days. ]
W — Where?
( ii. drinks on the house )
[ after (hastily) settling affairs, obi-wan drifts around the town like a ghost. his robe is pulled over his head, leaving his gaze in shadow. not that he meets anyone’s eyes for long. listlessly, he wanders until he finds himself at a bar. before, he would have called up constantine and they would have settled themselves in a corner, drinking without judgment but mindful of each other. constantine is gone. abby is gone. all the friends he used to do such things with — quinlan, shaak ti, mace, kit . . . they’re all gone. his family. his brothers and sisters, all in the force.
gone. the absence of their bonds ache like forgotten stars. he signals for a drink with a sigh. if anyone approaches him in his melancholia, he will reply as such. ]
I’m afraid I’m not much for company at the moment. You’d be better suited elsewhere.
( iii. the sword in hand )
[ in the morning, he tries to return to routine. normalcy. he shouldn’t forgo everything simply because he is changed.
oh, but everything has changed.
he performs the exercise without the use of his saber. not everything is reliant on the edge of the blade and he had other skills to hone. every day, every minute. obi-wan may dislike a number of things, but he refuses to be anything less than perfect in all his deficiencies. and there were just so many, cluttering his head and his heart.
obi-wan wrenches himself out of his thought with a jerk of his head and in a hurried motion, draws his saber and — lava and fire burns all around them, but all he can feel is cold, cold is the touch of the dark, cold is the way that withers all and not even the hatred in anakin’s eyes changed that and obi-wan is so cold, why was this happening, how did they come to this —
— he flings his saber in a burst of pain. it soars through the air before falling to the ground, landing on soft grass. it makes no sound. obi-wan can’t hear anything but the ringing in his ears. his knees sink to the ground and he bows his head while his fingers grasp at his ears.
he can’t hear anything anymore. it’s all cold. ]
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I would be a very strange person if nothing got to me. All things should be felt equally for them to matter. Even sadness. Even pain.
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.. and that's the exact moment she lets out a startled sound. ]
O-- Oh no! I didn't mean to say you are strange!
[ And of course it doesn't even sound like he took it that way, but Chizuru, being the way she is, can't help but apologize all the same. Just in case. She even seems flustered, stammering as she speaks. ]
It's just.. I've never seen you looking like you were thinking about something difficult as much as you seem to be doing now, t-that's all!
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[ his smile is still there, even if there are lines of pain all over his face. ]
I know I generally seem rather laid back at most times. Mild-mannered, at least.
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[ Especially since it also kind of captures the politeness and respect that Obi-Wan - in Chizuru's opinion - seems to treat all the people around him with, so she eagerly nods, glad he understands. ]
Not to mention that you're always so nice to people. That's why I was thinking.. you shouldn't be sitting here all by yourself and drinking like this, you know..? When you're so nice to everyone, people should be nice to you too, and keep you company. And.. um, be willing to listen to you too. That's why I'm here.
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No one has treated me poorly, I can assure you.
[ though he falters a little, because he has been treated poorly but that is not the fault of trench. ]
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[ It's a delicate balance. She doesn't want to push him too far, but on the other hand, she also doesn't really fully want to back off when he's looking so tired.
And when he's specifically not blaming any person, Chizuru can't help but wonder if it's due to the nature of this place itself. ]
I know it can be a little tough sometimes, after all..
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No. I simply came to remember a great deal of . . . loss recently.
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Well, that sure makes a whole lot of things make sense. ]
I'm so sorry. [ The sympathy is immediately visible in Chizuru's eyes. She understands what that is like, after all. ] Was that loss.. here, in this place?
[ Probably not, right? Since he said remember. ]
Or was it back where you come from..?
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My home is . . . gone. A lot of people were killed. Even . . . children.
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[ It's not an unimaginable loss to her. After all, Chizuru comes from a time of war - and even though she doesn't actively remember it, the same thing he's describing right now happened to her own home when she was young. ]
I can understand why it might make you look troubled. [ She says, softly - her tone filled with sympathy. ] That's a lot to suddenly have to come to terms with. Events of that size.. they're often almost impossible to prevent.
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Yes. And this was planned. Premeditated over a long period of time. They waited for the right moment and . . . it ended.
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.. was it part of some sort of war..?
[ That's usually the culprit, after all. But with how different all the worlds are that are being represented in this place, it could have been a different cause Chizuru just has never experienced herself as well. ]
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[ that was the tragedy. that it took them so easily, a ghost in the night. ]
The people who were struck down were . . . helpless.
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[ At least battles during war make sense to Chizuru. She doesn't like them in the slightest, but after spending as much time around the Shinsengumi as she has, she kind of gets it.
But an attack on people who couldn't defend themselves - even children? That just sounds senseless to her. ]
Why was someone planning an attack on them for so long?
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For control.
The Jedi fought for peace. Democracy. Someone needed us out of the way to take over.
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The Jedi shouldn't have to die either. But-- even so-- ]
If they wanted to get rid of the Jedi, why didn't they just attack them? Why did all those other uninvolved people have to suffer as well..?
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[ he breathes it out. ]
They wanted it to be a genocide.
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[ It's not a word Chizuru hears often. Genocide.
But even in its rarity, it feels more awful than anything else. Especially since she's such a compassionate person herself. ]
How could anyone be so cruel to not think about the suffering of that many people.. [ It's something she truly can't understand.
And even worse - those were Obi-Wan's people. From his world. How much must he be suffering at the thought of it, if even someone unrelated like Chizuru already feels bad to just hear this..? ]
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Chizuru isn't too sure if she could think of something more awful than that. ]
I'm.. so sorry, sir. It must be so overwhelming to be dealing with something like that in the place you come from.. [ Sure, there's awful stuff in her own world too.
But she feels like it couldn't even get close to being compared to this. ]
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It is. For now, at least.
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[ That implies some sort of change, right? Not too sure though what he could mean, Chizuru just echoes the words gently back at him, like she's leaving him some space to elaborate if he's alright with doing so.
She can imagine him not wanting to say too much when the topic is so heavy, after all. ]
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I need to focus on the present. And there are people here who still need me.
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I get that. But at the same time.. [ Her voice trails off.
Is it really necessary to say this? She feels like she might be overstepping her bounds here. Maybe he doesn't even need to hear this.
But at the same time - the thought is so strong that she can't help but voice it all the same, even in the middle of all those concerns. ]
.. please don't be too hard on yourself if you have a hard time getting over it enough to focus on the present. I don't think a lot of people would be able to deal with all that knowledge.
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You think I'm too hard on myself?
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