may the force be... (open)

[kanyounot]

» WHO? Kanan Jarrus and YOU!
» WHEN? 8/26
» WHERE? Mostly Deck 1
» WHAT? A blind Jedi guy arrives on the station... what do???
» WARNINGS? nah, will update if needed

[ 1; Chapel; ]

[ Kanan makes his way into the nearest quiet room from where he woke up - this place feels all wrong to him, and he's not sure why. Meditation, though - that's what he needs. He needs to calm himself, center himself, and - all unknowing - he chooses the chapel to do so.

Settling in, legs tucked under him on the floor, he takes a few deep breaths, and then reaches out - to the web of energy that connects all life - and finds -

Well, he finds Ezra quickly enough, their bond as strong as it ever is, and he's nearby, Kanan can tell, and that's reassuring. But the others...

Usually, no matter how far apart they are, on opposite ends of the galaxy even, Kanan can reach out through the Force and sense his family. He can find Sabine and Zeb and Hera (not a day has gone by in almost ten years that he hasn't been able to sense Hera) but today... today they're gone, and it distresses him. He doesn't allow himself to panic, but it unmoors him a little, weakens his concentration.

Nonetheless, he can certainly sense anyone who approaches him. ]

I don't suppose you can tell me who's responsible for bringing us here?

[ B; Mess hall ]

[ Kanan is at least good enough at following his nose to make his way to where most of the food is kept. Of course, that doesn't mean the food is any good, or edible for him. Or that he can figure out what it even is, given that he's blind and therefore has to rely on his other senses. ]

Okay, just answer me one question: is there something here other than protein milk and ration bars?

[ C; wildcard ]

[ Got another idea? Toss me a prompt or PM me your idea so we can hash something out! ]

Comments

[resleeves]

You would think so, wouldn't you? But no, I'm not fucking with you. Unless you're killed in a certain way, you can get yourself another body. Not that you can see it but the one I'm wearing is my fourth one.

( and the one that had given him the most fucking trouble. fucking ortega, fucking ryker. he had to get the sleeve of someone's fucking ex boyfriend. )

[kanyounot]

A new... body.

[ That... gets Kanan to make a strange sort of face, that's part fascination, part revulsion. ]

And where do you get a new body? You grow 'em in tanks or something?

[resleeves]

No.

( though he's sure there are meths doing that somewhere. gross, though. )

No, we take them from the dead.

( cool, right? or creepy. maybe creepy's the better word. )

[kanyounot]

That's incredibly creepy. I'm not one to downplay how good and helpful technology can be, but I gotta admit, there's a point at which I think we might wanna call it quits and let nature take its course.

[resleeves]

You get used to it.

( he's aware of how it looks to outsiders though and, maybe if he weren't so old and so adjusted, he'd feel the same way. )

I'm on my fourth body myself. First few got a little battered.

[kanyounot]

Yeah, I'd pass on that. My body might be a little battered, but it's mine. I can't help but think it'd be like wearing an ill-fitting suit, but worse, because you can't take it off.

[resleeves]

Even if it means you die before you finish all the shit you need to do?

( kovacs pegs him as one of those who'd religiously code themselves, who'd be the one who wouldn't want to be brought back after death.

fucking boring. )

[kanyounot]

[ Kanan's life is a lot of things, but "boring" is definitely not one of them. ]

When I die, it'll be because the Force wills it. In the end, we all have to submit ourselves to the universe. One way or the other.

[resleeves]

The what?

( definitely a religious coder. of fucking course. )

The hell's the Force? Never heard of that in my fucking life. New drug?

[kanyounot]

A drug? That'd be interesting.

[ He shakes his head. ]

The Force is the energy that connects all living beings in the universe. No more, and no less. We're all part of it, and when we die, we become one with it.

oh god, so sorry kanan he's such a jerkass

[resleeves]

That...sounds like a pile of horse shit.

( tell him how you really feel there, kovacs. )

Who the fuck invented that pile of hokey mysticism and why do so many people believe it?

he's beautiful and i love him

[kanyounot]

No one invented it. That'd be like claiming someone invented gravity, just because it can't be seen.

[ He ain't even offended, bro. ]

And I can't help thinking you could only mess up your Force connection by re-patriating dead bodies to unnaturally extend your life. The only people who've tried achieving immortality in my world are... well, evil.

Re: he's beautiful and i love him

[resleeves]

There is no Force where I'm from, buddy. The only thing driving my fucking world is money.

( and sometimes drugs. but it was mostly money. the more you had, the more powerful you were, the better your sleeves. hell, you even got a fancy fucking name. )

Ain't no one going around preaching about some mystical energy thing. If they wanna feel like that, they take drugs.

[kanyounot]

[ Kanan shrugs. ]

Sounds like life everywhere. If your world is so bad, maybe someone should try to change it. Just saying.

[ He doesn't really have anything else to say, though. This guy has nothing helpful to add, and he doesn't care about "preaching" or trying to talk anybody into a belief they don't already hold. So he's going to turn and start rooting around for something - anything - edible. ]

[resleeves]

They have.

( sorry kanan, he was just a ball of sunshine. made you just wanna be his friend, didn't it? )

Just not in anyway that benefits everyone. Money talks. Money changes things for the meths. That's it.

( maybe about the most honest thing he's said today. he sighs, shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

but, he knows an attempt at dismissal when he sees one and while he snorts, he's not going to try and stop it from happening. nah, they could end their rap session for now. )