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[obi_wanmanshow]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Obi-Wan Kenobi
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: An announcement, and a thought-experiment
WHEN: After having resolved the Leliana/Assassination plot
NOTES: n/a

This is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I apologize for the delay in doing so, but I'd like to make an announcement; I've been appointed as the liason for the Rifter population.

For this reason, if you have a concern about a particular Rifter which cannot be peacefully resolved on your own, or if any Rifter has need of information, or support, please don't hesitate to contact me. I know we may not seem like any kind of cohesive group, but you aren't alone. Please, try to remember that.

[He clears his throat, then and continues.]

As for the rest of you, I have a question. Nothing too serious, just a little... oh, call it a thought-exercise: I first heard this one as a child.

If your house was on fire, what's the first thing you'd take out of it?

Comments

[ancarrow]

I assume that friends and family have already left the burning building.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Do you?

[His tone implies no judgement on the matter. It an interesting thing to begin with, after all.]

Very well, as you like: in your case, at least, they have.

[gatheringstorm]

Congrats, Obi-Wan. I can see why they chose you.

As for the question...my staff, of course. Unless you're including people, then Araceli with Lux. I can carry a tiny human and a fox at the same time.

[ancarrow]

If they haven't, of course, herding them out would be my priority. Otherwise the first thing I'd take out would be my mortar and pestle. They were carved with the remains of the vhenadahl in my alienage.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Because I have an opinion and I won't shut up? One might think I'm being singled out.

[Or punished. He hasn't encountered it just yet, but he can practicalyl smell the first nonsense problem on its way. In any group of people there's going to be at least one who attracts trouble like a magnet, and the Rifters are surely no different.]

I'm kidding. [mostly] We should all be so lucky, to have your carrying capacity.

[obi_wanmanshow]

I'm afraid that isn't a word I've encountered before. A... vhenadahl?

[blessedmaiden]

Thing, mh? So I assume cats, dogs, daughters, monsters who live in the basement already left. And you said the first implying we'll get to take more things out too.

I suppose I'd take the small embroidered blanket my mother made for me when I was a child.

Anyway, congratulations, sir.

[gatheringstorm]

And horns. They make decent handles.

[She chuckles, then grows more serious.]

Because you stand up for people, and the rifters need that. Not shutting up is a requirement, I'd think.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Doubt anyone could forget the horns. Reminds me of home, come to think of it.

[Unless you count the clones, he hasn't lived among so human a population in a long time.]

I only hope I can serve my duty well, do some good here.

[stabsbooks]

Obi-Wan Kenobi.

[ Though she might just as well have opened with this. ]

I suppose congratulations are in order.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Cassandra Pentaghast.

[Two can play at this game.]

And likewise for yourself, if the rumors are to be believed.

[foxsays]

I still have my old notes I used to take from when Marcel and I gathered information, I gave a copy to Hermione Granger but I can pass on another copy to you.

[With the bard work, they turned out to be a good starting point anyway.]

As for the question? Lux. There is no way I could carry Korrin but I could carry Lux and I'd be wearing the dragon's tooth from her so the scrimshaw dice from my father.

[obi_wanmanshow]

How many monsters are in your basement, I wonder?

--and, thank you. I only hope I can serve the people well.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Miss Araceli, thank you. I'm grateful to have your help, in whatever capacity.

Although I've been informed that you and Lux have already been carried out of the house, possibly dangling from a certain pair of horns? I doubt you have much to worry about on that count.

[stabsbooks]

[ That catches her flat-footed, and it's obvious even over the crystal. There's a pause that's a second too long, and then a question that's, surprisingly, more honestly baffled than defensive or annoyed. ]

What rumors?

[ She doesn't know. She has no idea that anyone's noticed anything different at all.

Bless her heart. ]

[gatheringstorm]

You've already started; just keep doing what you're doing, and you'll be fine. And if you need me to loom over anyone, just let me know.

...really? I think that's the first time any rifter found them familiar. It turns out that humans and elves are everywhere, but other races? Not so much.

[obi_wanmanshow]

I beg your pardon. Are you not....recently involved, with a Martel LeBlanc?

[He is in no way teasing her. On the contrary.]

It is good to see you... happier, regardless of circumstances.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhhh, cool. Have we met? I dunno that we have, specifically. Sup. I'm Church. I'm kinda sorta poking at trying to get semi-regular Rifter meetings set up again. I mean, not that they were regular before the guy that was running them apparently up and disappeared somewhere, lucky bastard, but uhhh. So yeah. Next time I got one of those going on, you're invited.

I feel like you're gonna have a lot of people with concerns about Rifters that can't be peacefully resolved, but I guess that's for you to deal with.

[stabsbooks]

Oh!

[ It might be almost endearing, how honestly surprised she is. She'd thought she was - they were - being discreet. Or perhaps merely that no one was all that interested in her personal life.

But she's curious now, and he seems...sincere? Sincere and polite enough that she doesn't immediately dismiss his good wishes as disingenuous or making fun. ]

How...how did you know?

[obi_wanmanshow]

I'm much more used to a crowd with a little more-- ah, call it variety? No elves, nor qunari specifically, I'm afraid , but many races have horns, or other similar structures. Lekku, montrals, tusks, that kind of thing.

Not that I mind my own species at all. It's just one more fascinating difference, that's all.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Most soldiers are worse than old aunts for gossip.

[That, and she's barely maimed anyone with those infamous glares of hers, of late.]

A thousand recruits at your doorstep, and there's no such thing as romantic discretion, I'm afraid.

[obi_wanmanshow]

I wish I could offer my help organizing such a meeting, but as you say; I'm surely about to drown in squabbling and disputes. Thank you, for taking the responsibility on yourself, ah-- Church, was it?

Araceli mentioned those before. Perhaps if we had a set meeting time, every month? Or a particular place. Then, even if something happened to one of us, the tradition could conceivably live on.

[serannas]

You may have to modify this question for the Dalish. [ But she at least sounds amused as she says it. ] We don't have houses.

[obi_wanmanshow]

I am informed by a Dalish friend that the correct substitution is an Aravel, although not precisely. Is that right?

[serannas]

It depends, I suppose. I never slept in an aravel, but they are used to store things. If one was on fire, some valuables could be lost.