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[mediations]

[ 952 Beulah Street – Morning ]

[ He's seated at the kitchen table, having not even gone to sleep the night before, or even the night before that. His cool, relaxed posture gives nothing away. The fact that he is ready for anything, at any moment.

He has lived in near-isolation for what has felt like years. Mayfield is overwhelming enough, even while lacking the presence of the Force. But Obi-Wan Kenobi has never been one to condone weakness, especially when it comes to himself.

He will not be made a prisoner here.

So he sits, and he waits, as calm as ever, sipping at a cup of tea, waiting for the woman who had been assigned to live with him to appear. ]

[ MacCready and Sons Law Office – Afternoon ]

[ Obi-Wan has always placed the best of his efforts into every task he performs, even the most mundane. Working in this office holds less excitement than anything he can place in living memory.

Everything about his demeanour hints someone who is quite inviting, and always charming. Strange, considering how as a Jedi, he would prefer to keep himself at a distance from all but a select few. ]

[ John Doe Park – Late Afternoon to Evening ]

[ He's out stalking walking as he attempts to bring everything into focus. He cannot help but inwardly feel bewildered, while lacking in his usual patience. As he walks, soft words are mumbled out under his breath. ]

He is here. Anakin. Skywalker is here... You're a fool, a damn blasted fool.

((ooc: So! Better late than never, right? For this AU, Obi-Wan accepted Count Dooku's offer to join him in Attack of the Clones. While he isn't a Sith Lord, he is a Dark Jedi, made rather angry and partially insane due to so much crap Dooku put him through (all at Sidious' command, of course).))

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952 Beulah Street – Morning

[littleblonderiddle]

[ Juliet wakes up exhausted, wishing she could just roll over and fall back asleep so she didn't have to deal with the bone-deep weariness and the constant guilt that kept weighing her down every day, every waking moment. She feels particularly wrung out this morning. But there are no off days in Mayfield; work awaits. She gets dressed mechanically, pulling on the first outfit she finds. Hair and make-up get the same minimum amount of effort. With that, she makes her way towards the kitchen reluctantly, not really looking forward to starting another day.

Ben is already there as she'd half-expected, though she hasn't seen a lot of him lately. Juliet barely manages a brief, wan smile in his direction that probably looks as fake as it feels. ]

Morning. [ Her voice is quiet and flat as she pads over to the coffee maker. Tea just doesn't cut it in the mornings. ]

[mediations]

[ He observes her with an intent, piercing gaze, before his expression dissolves into a smile of greeting. ] Good morning, Juliet.

You're seeming rather unwell.

[littleblonderiddle]

[ Had she noticed it, his close scrutiny might have given Juliet a pause. As it is, she only catches the smile. At the remark about her appearance, she turns enough to give him a weary but a touch more genuine smile back. ]

Just tired, that's all. [ She turns back to measure the coffee grounds into the machine. ] The Jedi are early risers, huh?

[mediations]

It is a trait I cannot seem to shake. [ While his gaze slides away from her momentarily, the rest of his attention does not. ] No matter how hard I try, certain things will always return to haunt me.

[littleblonderiddle]

[ Momentarily distracted from her task, she turns her head to glance at him over her shoulder with a slight frown of concern. She can't quite let that statement pass without any attention. ] ...What sort of things?

MacCready and Sons Law Office – Afternoon

[ooeeooahah]

[ Odd how someone so charming can be icy calm inside. It's been teasing Ilsa for a while, now. Time to ruffle some feathers.

She enters his office, closing the door behind her. ]

New files for the day.

[ Instead of placing them on his desk, she sits on the spot where they usually go, holding the few files close to her chest. ]

How do you want them?

[mediations]

Where they are usually placed, of course. [ His brows rise. ] Perhaps you should remove yourself in order to recall.

[ooeeooahah]

Mmhmm, you're grumpier than usual for a Friday.

[ Maybe it's just the long week, but does he feel a bit tired? ]

You aren't getting sick are you?

[ She leans forward, placing the files on the desk with one hand, and putting the other on his forehead. The fact that he gets a good view down her blouse is purely coincidental. ]

[mediations]

[ He clenches his teeth, managing a cool smile. The pleasant demeanor never leaves. His eyes lift before he can get a proper view down her blouse. Certain things never fade away, after all. ] Please, do not lose your head on my part.

Rest assure, I am... perfectly fine. [His eyes glitter, lacking in their usual gentle warmth.]

Park

[snacklist]

[Al needed to clear his head, he... can't believe that the future Ed had seen was true. He won't believe it, not after everything they've worked for. He's not his usual chipper self, smile missing from his face and eyes downcast. But old habits die hard, and so when he sees someone he knows, he has to greet them politely.]

Hey... Mr. Kenobi.

[mediations]

[ He stops, staring hard for one long moment, before the realization of what he is doing hits him. ]

Hello. [ He manages to not make the greeting sound forced. ]

[snacklist]

Um, are you okay?

[He had been stalking along looking quite frightening just now.]

[mediations]

[Flatly, ] Never better.

[ John Doe Park – Late Afternoon ]

[companioning]

[Every day Inara takes a walk in the park to not only get away from her clone family, but to also clear her head.

That day was no exception.

She smiles though as she sees a familar figure up ahead.]

Obi-Was, hello!

[mediations]

[ He stops, and turns for the briefest moment, casting her a curt, stiff nod, before turning to walk once more. ]

[companioning]

[Inara's smile falters as she watches him turn away. Well that was certainly unexpected.

Shaking her head, she hurries to catch up with him.]

Is everything all right?

[mediations]

Just fine. [His response comes out in a growl.]

Park

[1st_superhero]

[Gilgamesh is, of course, sulking under the shade of a tree. And he really despises having his proper moment of brooding interrupted by someone else's angry mumblings.]

...Can you remove yourself from my corner of the world?

[mediations]

[ He fixes the man with a dark, hard look, before his expression veils. ] I had not been made aware one could claim public areas as their own.

[1st_superhero]

I'm a king, so I'm allowed to do this sort of crap.

[mediations]

Well, it looks as if you will have to find somewhere else, Your Majesty.

John Doe Park

[last_ofthe_jedi]

[On his walk home from work Luke is quite surprised to feel a disturbance in the Force. There's a presence nearby, familiar but strange. He doesn't recognize this presence and yet, somehow, he feels as if he's known it his whole life.

Finally, in the park, he glimpses a man. He's sure that's whose presence he felt. This man is strong in the Force. It's a strength that Luke is very familiar with. Powerful. And dark.

Luke pauses on the sidewalk to observe the man for a moment, unsure if he should approach. There's the very strange feeling that he knows this man. What would happen if they met?]

[mediations]

[ He can feel eyes upon him. The familiar warning prickle, a sense of danger - not from the Force, but still good enough.

Obi-Wan picks his way towards the young man, deliberately careful and casual, all in one go. ]

Yes?

[last_ofthe_jedi]

[Luke is somewhat unsurprised to find that the man noticed him so quickly. His gaze is unwavering and his expression steady and cool.]

You're strong with the Force. Are you a Jedi?

[Of course Luke means "dark side of the Force" and "Sith" but he doesn't know that. To someone unfamiliar with Luke's history it might appear that he's simply disguising his words to eavesdropping ears.]

[mediations]

In a different time. [His gaze flickers away, before returning back to the man before him.] Are you?