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Obi-Wan Kenobi ([personal profile] larger_world) wrote2020-11-15 04:12 pm
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The weather is turning steadily chillier with each passing day, though Obi-Wan is still warm enough when he drapes his robes over his shoulders. It's a pleasant enough afternoon when he heads out, not with any particular destination in mind, but with the growing understanding that he's going to need to find something to do with himself at some point.

An idea may come to him eventually, but it may not. He's certainly not above asking for help, not when he's well aware this place is unlike any other he's ever been to. There is occasionally call for a Jedi, like there had been the evening in East Hallow, but otherwise, his skills aren't quite as necessary as they had once been.

It doesn't leave him at a loss exactly. He just knows eventually something will have to change.

He's thinking about it today and when he sees a familiar face, clearly mulling something over, Obi-Wan smiles and heads in Dan's direction.

"Hello, there," he says pleasantly when he's near enough.
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[personal profile] shine_again 2020-12-11 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Klaus," Dan murmurs, which is a connection born from logic as much as his abilities, but it's the shine that makes him sure.

The touch hasn't always been necessary, but it makes things easier, the pictures stronger. He wonders if Mrs. Massey had been so stronger with him because she had touched him, but she's long gone, dried up and flaked to the wind.

"You fought side by side in East Hallow," Dan says, after another moment of consideration. "That's good. For both of you. You're not sure what you're doing, but it's right." He can feel himself smiling.

And then a small, damp hand rests on Obi-Wan's wrist, a bead of water trickling from the arm of a bright yellow rain jacket.
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[personal profile] shine_again 2020-12-14 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Dan feels the shifting of the Overlook toward the front of his thoughts, as if the ghost of the place that won't ever entirely leave him, takes an interest in Obi-Wan. He's about to shut that down, push it back, when the ghost appears.

"Hey there, Ben," he says to the drowned boy, whose white, sunken face is mostly hidden by the yellow hood, save the puffy blue mouth. "No worries. He's a good one, and that place is gone. You'll never have to see it."

They're drawing attention, though, the weight of spectral eyes slowly turning toward the pair of them, and the connection shimmering out of sight.
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[personal profile] shine_again 2020-12-18 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Dan laughs gently.

"Actually, I was telling him that he doesn't have to worry about you. Or East Hallow." But the question remains, and it's a good one. "But you're right. There are ones that aren't good. The world's a hungry place. Doesn't matter which world. And there are hungry creatures in it. I guess that's how I've always thought of the bad ones. Hungry. And when you have something to offer them, they want to swallow you right up."

He's not sure where he's pulling these threads from, but the words come, and he feels comfortable enough to say them. "For me, it was my shine, and all the hungry creatures that wanted it. Looks different where you're from, but the darkness still gets hungry for the light. The big darkness, the one that swallows your kind whole, but also all the little dark parts of people that pick and pick at a bright light."
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[personal profile] shine_again 2020-12-24 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, funny how it's everywhere," Dan murmurs, feeling a phantom ache in his own chest, feeling his own mind supply an image of a mallet crashing into a wall.

He finds his head cocking to one side, even as he offers Obi-Wan's had a companionable squeeze before pulling away, letting the flood of whatever they're going to call it, lets it trickle away. "That's true," he says, not ready to open his eyes and let the light hit his pupils just yet. "But we don't all start on even ground with that. We're not all equipped the same, either."