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Cleaning up the Residential Area

Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi and You!
What: Tidying up the place!
When: Any day between their arrival and the first tests.
Where: Residential Area
Warnings: None atm, will adjust if need be.

Thanks to Aerith healing his wounds, it didn’t take Obi-Wan long to feel like himself again. Or, well, as much like himself as possible considering circumstances.

While he didnt much care for this place, the Jedi is patient, and waiting for an opportunity to find a way out. It’s clear that won’t be easy. At least somewhat feigning cooperation might help though. But for now, what he simply can’t stand is to willingly live in filth. This whole place has obviously seen better days. If they were going to live here for awhile, he would like it to be at least somewhat comfortable.

So anyone milling about might find this man making such an attempt. Going around picking up and reorganizing the furniture, cleaning them as best be can, and discarding anything broken or is clearly trash that they can’t use. This will extend to the kitchen and the bathrooms as well. Though he will let the ladies handle their own.

Anyone is welcome to come help him, though he won’t ask. You can also just watch and make comments at him if you like. He won’t reallt mind.

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"And now, cleaning." There was an appreciative smirk on his face. He couldn't help but admire the man for his ability to keep calm in a place where someone (other than their captors) was out to murder him in cold blood. "The pleasure's mine. It's good to know that Grace and I aren't the only ones who can accept the bizarre."

Though, in truth, the other man he's spoken to, the one who was asking about AI, seemed to be doing a good job himself.

“The bizarre is not unusual where I’m from,” Obi-Wan said with a chuckle.

And of course it depends on your definition of bizarre.

“Grace is a friend of yours I take it? Where are you from?”

Obi-Wan knew that they were a group of different people from different places but he hasn’t fully grasped the fact how different yet.

"Grace is, quite a bit more than a friend, more the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with." Darius had no shame in stating it aloud and to anyone who would listen. If LACUNA were listening, he doubted that it was new knowledge to her. There wasn't a need to hide it.

"As for where we're from," In truth, there wasn't much of a way to tell if people were from different realities, but there was a difference about Obi-Wan and, quite frankly, his name in general, that made Darius suspect that they weren't from the same one. "I think there's a good chance that we're not from the same Earth. Unless you have knowledge of a rather nasty political civil war in America."

"Oh, I see."

That would certainly be more than a friend. He understands that quite well. Though he never planned to marry due to being a Jedi, there was one point in his life where he might have.

There was then a blink of confusion as Darius went on.

"Earth? America? I'm afraid I not familiar with either of those. Are they planets?"

If Darius knew about Jedi and their rules for living he would have decided then and there that he could never be one. Interpersonal relationships were important. They were what drove people to become better than what they were, what connected them to the fundamental core of what made something human.

When Obi-Wan seemed confused when he asked and stated that he knew nothing of Earth or America; that threw Darius off. He hadn't expected there to be people who didn't actually know what the Earth was. Did this mean that Obi-Wan didn't know about the Milkey Way?

"Earth is. America is more of a country, if they have those in your world. It's a collective group of people who've formed their own ruling body, culture, etcetera."

A lot of people would feel that way. It's something you pretty much have to grow up into. He was used to people finding his way of life distasteful.

"I know what a country is, though the idea is a bit archaic. Worlds are their own ruling body, and there's no need to divide it up on most."

He can only assume that Darius is from a primitive world that he's never heard of.

"I'm afraid we currently only have one habitable world where I'm from." He was working on another, of course. At least that's what The Salvation was for. Now it was more of a way to keep the human race from being annihilated because of man's stupidity and hubris.

"I assume you have several more than a few inhabited planets then?" Honestly, this was rather facinating.

"I see..." Obi-Wan said thoughtfully, his hand on his chin. This was all quite perplexing.

"Yes, thousands actually. I can only assume you are not from my galaxy."

So then did that mean those behind LACUNA had the ability to capture people over very great distances?

Darius raises a brow when he realizes that Obi-Wan didn't know about the multiverse connection this had. Surprising, but with the fact that the man had a furious madman chasing after him, Darius assumed he didn't have much time to take in those sort of conversations.

"No, not all of us are from the same version of reality. Felix and I figured that out when I had to explain that an AI was." Several other things too, but the whole AI thing was a good enough example. "I didn't realize it wasn't common knowledge just yet."

He'd had a few conversations, and knew that people came from different planets from outside of his galaxy. But different realities? Considering a certain conundrum that... would make some sense. But how was it possible?

"I suppose that would explain Anakin," he muttered to himself as his hand covered his mouth while in deep thought.

Darius, on the other hand, hadn't thought of alternate galaxies (he probably should have, really). He'd jumped right to the idea of multi-universe theory. It was the more fun theory, after all. Thinking there was a different version of himself in all of these different places and wondering what they were like had been a good diversion for a few moments.

"Anakin?" He hadn't heard that name before. Then again, he hadn't been making a strong effort to get to know everyone around. He should. It was important to gather allies in a situation like this.

“The man that attacked me,” Obi-Wan explained. “His name is Anakin Skywalker. I suppose I shouldn’t have expected he would introduce himself like a civilized person.”

This was said with a sigh. Pretty much nothing Anakin has done do far has been civilized. He was a loose canon, and it was largely his fault. His mere presence seemed to set him off.

“The last time I saw him... he was... physically different.”

That’s putting it extremely mildly.

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"So, different times as well." It was an interesting idea, as well as and a worrying one. If these people could transverse both worlds and times, well, that was more than he thought his world could even think about doing. He wasn't sure about the other worlds though.

"At the risk of prying, what was he like before?"

"You mean after," Obi-Wan corrected solemnly.

Taking in a breath, he let it out again as he recalled the still fresh memories.

"For me, the incident happened a couple weeks ago."

There was a pause, his eyes not making contact.

"Let's just say, he should be dead."

With what he had been doing to Obi-Wan, Darius could venture an educated guess on who would have been the one to kill him. He'd like to think it had been self-defense, that Obi-Wan hadn't tried to murder the man in cold blood. At least he hoped that was the case.

"Mind if I ask, why?" It was important to know.

Again there was a pause, Obi-Wan’s expression distant. After a moment though his hand scrubbed across his beard.

“He had done terrible things, and had to be stopped.”

Which was said with certainty. But then one might wonder why he looked so remorseful.

Darius didn't have to wonder why he sounded that way. He'd seen the man after the incident, talked to him, and had hoped that the two could reconcile. Now, he wasn't sure that they could. At least not yet, and possibly not ever, if what he had done was unforgivable. But there was a lot, in Darius' opinion, that could be forgiven.

He didn't pry anymore into it, there was a feeling that Obi-Wan might break if he spoke more on it. Darius didn't want to hurt the man any more than his former friend seemed to be doing by simply being here (and attacking him at every turn). "I'm sorry, truly." He meant it too. No one should have to be put into a situation where they had to harm someone they loved.

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Whether it could be forgiven depended on one's point of view. Obi-Wan also believed in forgiveness, but if Anakin didn't turn from his ways, even forgiving him might not change anything.

Glancing at Darius, the man just nodded at the other's words. "Thank you."

The sympathy is appreciated, even if it won't do much good in the long run. Taking in a breath, the Jedi then looked around the room.

"Well, I think I might be done with this for today."

Time for a change of subject, and Obi-Wan wasn't much in the mood for cleaning anymore for now.

Darius looked around at all the cleaning the other man had done. It was impressive, to say the least. "Are you planning on keeping this up every day then?"

“I don’t see why not,” Obi-Wan said casually.

“Finding some sort of routine would be good, and there aren’t exactly many options here.”

"I'd like to help if you're agreeable with that."

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