[Action/Video] A new enemy.

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[If Starkiller learned anything here, one could not live on protein cubes or the Force alone. He wanted to think he was above begging his roommates to cook something for him. Even when his stomach was protesting loud enough to sound like an angry rancor

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[Really, it was difficult not to notice the commotion. He'd been outside working on the gummi ship, and then-- ...well, he didn't know if it was so much a disturbance in the Force as it was a disturbance in the household, but he still came running after a moment. The broadcast on his communicator was really all he needed to convince him to investigate further.

Obi-Wan tries very hard not to laugh when he steps foot into the house, taking sight of the fried microwave and the flooded kitchen floor. By the Force, he somehow manages to keep a straight face as he looks at Leroy Starkiller evenly.]

Oh dear. Defective, you said? It was working fine yesterday... What exactly happened, Leroy?

[Nevermind that he's pretty sure he knows darn well what happened.]

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Who cares. It's a heap of scrap metal not fit to quick fix a ship now.

[It's still sparking at him! He gives it another charge of lightning before sending it out the door with the Force.]

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[He takes a leap backwards at the sudden sparks, watching the further electrified microwave go sailing out the door. Are your Oafy-lecture senses tingling, Leroy? Because they should be!]

Leroy! [He looks at him, exasperated.] There are better ways to deal with problems than abusing the Force! [And now he's crossing his arms over his chest all stern-like.] I would be very interested in knowing what happened.

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[Lucky for Leroy, he's mostly learned to tune out the lectures. Just smile and nod. Or nod in his case.]

Such as? [He doesn't know a better way to get his point across.]

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[Alas, it doesn't deter him from said lecturing.]

Such as calmly deducing what is causing the problem and coming up with non-violent ways to solve it, like repair or... I don't know, asking someone for help! [Huff. He looks out the door for a moment at the unfortunate heap of microwave, then back at Leroy.] You blew up the microwave, didn't you?

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I didn't blow up that thing. It started sparking. [After he tried to speed up the process with a little electricity.] On it's own.

[Leroy is a terrible liar.] Yes.

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[Try as he might to keep a stern face, Obi-Wan is struggling with that a bit. The excuse was outrageous and Leroy's quiet admission afterwords finally breaks a slight grin through.]

That's all you had to say, you know. [He shakes his head, uncrossing his arms and clapping Leroy on the shoulder.] Tomorrow, we'll go get a new one and I'll show you how to use it. In the mean time, would you like me to make you something?

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[His eyes narrow a bit at Obi-Wan's amusement. Was it really so funny? There goes that angry Rancor again. He might be hungry.]

Don't bother with a new one.

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[Oops, sorry Leroy. He'll stop laughing, but who knows how much good that will do. A glint of humor is still in his eyes.]

Why not? I'm sure the others in the house might like to use it. [Pause.] Are you intending to assault the microwave every time we get a new one?

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[Only if it gets in his way again.]

At least get one that works properly. [He was still partly convinced it was defective.]

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That sounds fair. [Won't be a difficult task if you're comparing it to the original!] I'll do my best not to bring home any more defective microwaves, then. [He pauses, considering those conditions.] As long as you can refrain from blasting it into oblivion if it gives you trouble.