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

[kanyounot]

[ Kanan has to laugh at that. ]

I mean it just figures, stranded on an abandoned space station in orbit around an unknown planet but whoever tossed us here happened to leave behind booze. If I still went in for that sort of thing I'd be seriously tempted right about now.

[ But alcohol is a depressant, and it would muddle his senses, make his connection to the Force fuzzier than he wants. And Ezra is here. He has to set an example for his apprentice. And even though Hera isn't here, he still can't make himself do anything she'd seriously disapprove of. ]

But I've lived off worse before.

[ He can deal with ration bars. He's survived on dumpster diving more than once. ]

I'm Kanan Jarrus. [ And he offers a hand to shake, pretty confident despite the mask covering his eyes. ]

[resleeves]

Your loss.

( more shitty fucking alcohol for him, then. it tasted like piss but it got the job done if you drank enough of it. )

Kovacs.

( he reaches up and gives his hand a quick shake before settling back down, eyes on kanan and the mask covering his face. and, because he's kovacs, he bluntly asks: )

What's with the mask? Aesthetic choice or something you actually need?

[kanyounot]

[ Kanan chuckles at that comment. He really doesn't think he's missing out on anything with the alcohol. Besides, he'd rather keep his wits about him. ]

Can it be a little of both? I mean, I am blind, so it protects my eyes - my blink reflex is no good anymore. But it also spares innocent strangers like you the need to look at the scars.

[resleeves]

Innocent.

( well, that was a label that no one applied to him anymore. he was just going to chalk up that shitty description to the fact that the guy couldn't see. )

Sure, that's me. Innocent as fucking snow. How'd that happen with your eyes, then?

[kanyounot]

[ Well, it was a joke, though Kanan certainly assumes everyone to be innocent until proven otherwise, one way or the other. ]

You sure don't waste any time with the personal questions, do you?

[ He looks slightly amused. Most people he interacts with are pretty gunshy about bringing up his disability, and keep their questions to themselves out of fear of coming across as impolite. ]

It's a long story, but suffice it to say a bad guy tried to kill me, and missed.

[resleeves]

Don't see a need to.

( and he figures if people don't want to answer, they won't. if that happens, he's never been one to excessively push either because what the fuck ever, keep your secrets. )

And they can't fix that shit where you're from? No tech?

( bummer. )

[kanyounot]

[ Kanan shrugs. ]

There's tech, if you have the money.

[ Which he doesn't, and also the Empire controls that stuff (getting it from the black market and untraceable by the Empire is even more difficult and expensive), and and and...

Basically It's Complicated, and also there are some personal issues involved that he's not about to get into with a total stranger, because, well. Personal. So Kanan shrugs again and leaves it at "money" because it's as good a reason as any. ]

What about your world? I'm told a lot of the people on this space station aren't used to space travel.

[resleeves]

My world's a fucked up thing.

( to the point but sincere. it's a terrible place to be unless you were a meth. )

But, space travel is something that's been discovered and mastered. People come from other planets even if Earth's the big game in town. Death's been almost completely eradicated too.

( that was the part that tended to give people pause so he says it casually, like it's not a big deal. )

[kanyounot]

Eradicated death? That seems a little hard to believe.

[ Even given everything else he's been experiencing since his arrival. ]

[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. )