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Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, and anyone who wants to drop by!
Location: The Plaza
Time: Afternoon-ish?
Style: Action
Status: Open!
[This was, by no means, the way Obi-Wan expected to wake up. He was first met with disappointment to find he was not in bed, only to be shortly after shocked into awareness. Sopping wet and in a place he immediately noted was not Coruscant, he quickly climbed to his feet. There was a blue, shimmering creature flitting around him and a communicator on the ground nearby, which he picked up curiously when he couldn't recognize its design. At the very least, he could turn it in so it might return to its rightful owner.
He intended to start asking around, keeping cool in spite of the urgency and wariness... and until he saw an all too familiar figure lying on the ground, Obi-Wan managed to keep the shock off his face. Blinking rapidly, he expected the form to vanish if he batted his eyed enough, but no. He swallowed, shaking his head. How was this possible? If he didn't know better, he'd say this was a very odd dream. All he could do was investigate and keep his mind open to possibilities. Warily, he strode over and crouched next to the form of what appeared to be his Master.]
...Qui-Gon? [Obi-Wan carefully reached a hand out to the side of the man's neck to feel for his vital signs. By all logic, there shouldn't be any... right?]
Location: The Plaza
Time: Afternoon-ish?
Style: Action
Status: Open!
[This was, by no means, the way Obi-Wan expected to wake up. He was first met with disappointment to find he was not in bed, only to be shortly after shocked into awareness. Sopping wet and in a place he immediately noted was not Coruscant, he quickly climbed to his feet. There was a blue, shimmering creature flitting around him and a communicator on the ground nearby, which he picked up curiously when he couldn't recognize its design. At the very least, he could turn it in so it might return to its rightful owner.
He intended to start asking around, keeping cool in spite of the urgency and wariness... and until he saw an all too familiar figure lying on the ground, Obi-Wan managed to keep the shock off his face. Blinking rapidly, he expected the form to vanish if he batted his eyed enough, but no. He swallowed, shaking his head. How was this possible? If he didn't know better, he'd say this was a very odd dream. All he could do was investigate and keep his mind open to possibilities. Warily, he strode over and crouched next to the form of what appeared to be his Master.]
...Qui-Gon? [Obi-Wan carefully reached a hand out to the side of the man's neck to feel for his vital signs. By all logic, there shouldn't be any... right?]