[Obi-Wan has been having a disgruntling month. The graying and beard growth was irritating. The tea unboiling was inconvenient. The lightsaber regression bordered on the limits of Obi-Wan's not-inconsiderable patience.
The announcement, hours before he normally woke, was just about all he needed.
He'd been here but two months, and already he was being reminded of events from his previous time here. Of Vaskoth. Of those horrific ghouls. Of Captain Rogers succumbing to the plague and overpowering him. Of the fateful decision to shoot a potentially harmless man for the good of the enclosure.
He did not like drafts. Not Obi-Wan.
Still, his lightsaber appeared to have returned to normal. Convenient. And his hair had stopped growing endlessly over a week prior. He would, at least, not be distracted.
He's going to waste little time gathering supplies, drawing his cloak around him, and informing Luke, Anakin, and Padme of his departure before heading to the teleporters. He'll at least try to put on a good front for the others. Better to build morale, at least.]
[Action, House 46 to the Teleporters.]
The announcement, hours before he normally woke, was just about all he needed.
He'd been here but two months, and already he was being reminded of events from his previous time here. Of Vaskoth. Of those horrific ghouls. Of Captain Rogers succumbing to the plague and overpowering him. Of the fateful decision to shoot a potentially harmless man for the good of the enclosure.
He did not like drafts. Not Obi-Wan.
Still, his lightsaber appeared to have returned to normal. Convenient. And his hair had stopped growing endlessly over a week prior. He would, at least, not be distracted.
He's going to waste little time gathering supplies, drawing his cloak around him, and informing Luke, Anakin, and Padme of his departure before heading to the teleporters. He'll at least try to put on a good front for the others. Better to build morale, at least.]