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JANUARY TEST DRIVE MEME!
JANUARY 2023 TDM
A TYPICAL ARRIVAL WITH A SWEET TWIST
WAIT FOR ME
YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY
CODING
Another month, another test drive meme! Our test drive memes are open to anyone interested - regardless of whether or not you join our game!
All Test Drive Memes are game canon. Players can choose to keep their TDM threads canon or not. TDM threads can be used for AC and can be used as your writing sample for your application.
Our TDMs serve as a way to build into the actual lore and worldbuilding of Deer Country and we strongly encourage everyone to enjoy and participate! Current players are always welcome to pull prompts from the TDM to reference on the Network or bring into logs as well as tag out to new characters top-leveling on the TDM itself.
Characters will always be able to actively die during TDMs as this is an extremely dangerous world. You can still have this be game canon! Check out how character death in Deer Country works here.
If you have any questions about the TDM, please ask down below!
IMAGE DESCRIPTORS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE
Prompt One
[Image One: Bloody Candles]
[Image Two: Anatomically Correct Chocolate Hearts in a Coffin]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Woman in restaurant, dressed in pink, surrounded by mannequins.]
[Image Two: Creepy looking mannequin staring]
Prompt Three
[Image One: Hands touching and holding at sunset]
[Image Two: Girl Screaming with her Mouth Fused Shut.]
All Test Drive Memes are game canon. Players can choose to keep their TDM threads canon or not. TDM threads can be used for AC and can be used as your writing sample for your application.
Our TDMs serve as a way to build into the actual lore and worldbuilding of Deer Country and we strongly encourage everyone to enjoy and participate! Current players are always welcome to pull prompts from the TDM to reference on the Network or bring into logs as well as tag out to new characters top-leveling on the TDM itself.
Characters will always be able to actively die during TDMs as this is an extremely dangerous world. You can still have this be game canon! Check out how character death in Deer Country works here.
If you have any questions about the TDM, please ask down below!
Prompt One
[Image One: Bloody Candles]
[Image Two: Anatomically Correct Chocolate Hearts in a Coffin]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Woman in restaurant, dressed in pink, surrounded by mannequins.]
[Image Two: Creepy looking mannequin staring]
Prompt Three
[Image One: Hands touching and holding at sunset]
[Image Two: Girl Screaming with her Mouth Fused Shut.]
WHEN: Last Week of January through all February
WHERE: The Shores, Boardwalk and throughout Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Mild Body horror for arrival, additional warnings for Blood Bonds and the Chocolatier:
* Blood Bonds: Blood ceremony, bodily ceremony, telepathic/empathetic connections, possible forced/coerced relationships.
* Choclatier: Themes of temptation (non-sexual and/or sexual), addiction, blood sacrifice, severely warped personality/reality including temporary amnesia, inability to use body, paranoia, vomiting organs, homicidal feelings, mild body horror.
WHERE: The Shores, Boardwalk and throughout Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Mild Body horror for arrival, additional warnings for Blood Bonds and the Chocolatier:
* Blood Bonds: Blood ceremony, bodily ceremony, telepathic/empathetic connections, possible forced/coerced relationships.
* Choclatier: Themes of temptation (non-sexual and/or sexual), addiction, blood sacrifice, severely warped personality/reality including temporary amnesia, inability to use body, paranoia, vomiting organs, homicidal feelings, mild body horror.
For those who are arriving, they are fortunate. The worst of the ice and chill of the Season of Bone is fading. Any ice flows are breaking up and it is safe for little squidlings to come to shore, wakers present to help them with cups of hot cocoa and heavy robes to ward off of the cold. Nothing, however, removes the almost bleak and dreary state of the world. All of the beach seems washed with a sort of white that remindes the mind of bleached bone. Transformation from squid to the sleeper's natural form is slower, because of the cold, but does not pose any real difficulty.
Warm Food is prepared in the form of stews, complemented by bread that tastes heavily of mushroom. Unlike prior years, no roses are given to the new sleepers, though there are roses found throughout the city of trench. All of them, however, are black as midnight and there is an ominous sense to them should a sleeper think to reach out and pluck the blooms. Should someone do so, they will feel an increased paranoia about their relationships for the next few days and the natives of Trench will give them a wide berth, refusing to sell them anything at the shops and shooing them away, though there is no outward sign of anything being amiss. Whispers in town hint that the Doorway is in a poor mood this year.
Nevertheless, the patron pthumerian of the month can be seen around Trench. Bonding Rituals remain very popular this month and many seek to curry her presence during their rites. She shows no outward sign of discomfort or disapproval, yet there seems to be more blood than usual on her ivory blade as she stands in silent vigil wherever a ritual is performed.
Anyone who yearns for a bit of sweetness that they might associate with the waning chill of winter will find themselves meeting a sudden and disturbing fellow (CW: Some Blood/Disturbing Content in some chocolates. Please check warnings in prompt). The chocolatier, who was seen in past years, still wanders about and appears to any who yearn for a happier time in the otherwise gloom of the month. His offer is simple. A little bit of blood, for a little bit of sweet. What is the harm in it? Why his sweets even have mystical properties to make life interesting!
FAQ:
* The Chocolatier option remains identical to what happened in 2023, and is available throughout the last week of January and into February. The chocolates offered have not changed this year.
* Blood Bonds are available all year round, and the method of getting one is easily learned from any local in Trench, or from a Sleeper. While they can be performed every year, they are more powerful if performed in this month (Player discretion) and the Doorway is more likely to be present to bless them personally.
Warm Food is prepared in the form of stews, complemented by bread that tastes heavily of mushroom. Unlike prior years, no roses are given to the new sleepers, though there are roses found throughout the city of trench. All of them, however, are black as midnight and there is an ominous sense to them should a sleeper think to reach out and pluck the blooms. Should someone do so, they will feel an increased paranoia about their relationships for the next few days and the natives of Trench will give them a wide berth, refusing to sell them anything at the shops and shooing them away, though there is no outward sign of anything being amiss. Whispers in town hint that the Doorway is in a poor mood this year.
Nevertheless, the patron pthumerian of the month can be seen around Trench. Bonding Rituals remain very popular this month and many seek to curry her presence during their rites. She shows no outward sign of discomfort or disapproval, yet there seems to be more blood than usual on her ivory blade as she stands in silent vigil wherever a ritual is performed.
Anyone who yearns for a bit of sweetness that they might associate with the waning chill of winter will find themselves meeting a sudden and disturbing fellow (CW: Some Blood/Disturbing Content in some chocolates. Please check warnings in prompt). The chocolatier, who was seen in past years, still wanders about and appears to any who yearn for a happier time in the otherwise gloom of the month. His offer is simple. A little bit of blood, for a little bit of sweet. What is the harm in it? Why his sweets even have mystical properties to make life interesting!
FAQ:
* The Chocolatier option remains identical to what happened in 2023, and is available throughout the last week of January and into February. The chocolates offered have not changed this year.
* Blood Bonds are available all year round, and the method of getting one is easily learned from any local in Trench, or from a Sleeper. While they can be performed every year, they are more powerful if performed in this month (Player discretion) and the Doorway is more likely to be present to bless them personally.
WHEN: Anytime in February
WHERE: Anywhere in Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Body Horror, Loneliness, Depression elements, Being Trapped in One's Own Body, Psychological Horror
WHERE: Anywhere in Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Body Horror, Loneliness, Depression elements, Being Trapped in One's Own Body, Psychological Horror
Sleepers have been working to put an end to the strange plague afflicting pthumerians. Still, while there has been success, something seems off this month nevertheless. Even if she is not ill, the Doorway appears to be in a foul mood and it is felt by many. There is a moody, brooding sense that permeates the whole of the city, as if something were supposed to happen that did not. It's the awful sense that one gets when they expect to meet up with someone for something important and, without warning, that person does not show and there's no explanation. That light gnawing at the pit of the stomach when worry or irritation sets in grows steadily worse. Is this about someone specific, or a general malaise? It's hard to tell what sets it off. For some, it comes waiting by the coast in the hopes a loved one arrives this month. For others, maybe someone was just busy and ended up late for lunch. It might not even have a visible cause.
Whatever happens, the dreadful reality settles in almost immediately. As they wait, the person begins to feel their body stiffen. It does not feel like the lockjoint disease, but rather a sudden and whole-body hardening of the person. Within seconds, they feel their body solidifying into a state almost like a mannequin. Unable to move, they can feel a dread cold leeching into their heart as they are forced to watch, to wait for whoever was supposed to be there. Why aren't they here? The longer that they are there, the colder that they feel, and if they are in a secluded place it could feel quite perilous. However, no monsters can seem to harm the person, their body nigh indestructible. The frigid state, however, denies them the ability to sleep or even blink, forced to watch the world as a prisoner in their own mind.
Palebloods are somewhat fortunate in this state. All palebloods trapped this way find themselves able to telepathically communicate with loved ones or people close, regardless of distance. Their voices, however, are always in a state like the wail of a ghost regardless of their mental state. For anyone else, they can manage to mentally connect through the network to plead for help using an omni on their person, though only in Text form until they are released. So, at least they are not trapped without escape, unless by chance they forgot their omni, but you wouldn't be so foolish as to leave home without your phone would you?
HOW TO CURE THE CONDITION:
Several options exist. Anyone with a "Blade of Mercy" (a gift given last February) could use it to sever whatever connection caused the person to feel like they are waiting, though that might very well sever the emotional connection entirely! The very person that they are waiting for could arrive, in which case a kiss (on the cheek, on the lips, gallantly on one knee to the back of the hand. Whatever works for you!) or an apology for tardiness should suffice to warm the heart. If there is no source, or if that person cannot arrive (or chooses not to), any friend or even new acquaintance can try to help the person not feel quite as alone in their waiting through some reasonable means. Any cure-all for corruption will also help with this condition.
The locales do not have any idea officially how to cure the condition, but they may suggest some of the above simply because it seems helpful at the time. At the worst, the condition does eventually fade with time.
FAQ:
* This can happen in a public location, or entirely remote, wherever you wish.
* The above "Cures" are not exhaustive. Any reasonable act that establishes or re-establishes empathy for the person trapped will cure them.
* Paleblood Telepathy is not limited by distance. However, non-palebloods must have their omni on their person in order to mentally link to it.
* This condition does not lead to death, but if allowed to persist is a reasonable source of higher corruption.
* If untreated, it will usually clear up in a couple days, or at most a week. If a player wishes to use this as a form of hiatus in February, they may, in which case it can last all month.
Whatever happens, the dreadful reality settles in almost immediately. As they wait, the person begins to feel their body stiffen. It does not feel like the lockjoint disease, but rather a sudden and whole-body hardening of the person. Within seconds, they feel their body solidifying into a state almost like a mannequin. Unable to move, they can feel a dread cold leeching into their heart as they are forced to watch, to wait for whoever was supposed to be there. Why aren't they here? The longer that they are there, the colder that they feel, and if they are in a secluded place it could feel quite perilous. However, no monsters can seem to harm the person, their body nigh indestructible. The frigid state, however, denies them the ability to sleep or even blink, forced to watch the world as a prisoner in their own mind.
Palebloods are somewhat fortunate in this state. All palebloods trapped this way find themselves able to telepathically communicate with loved ones or people close, regardless of distance. Their voices, however, are always in a state like the wail of a ghost regardless of their mental state. For anyone else, they can manage to mentally connect through the network to plead for help using an omni on their person, though only in Text form until they are released. So, at least they are not trapped without escape, unless by chance they forgot their omni, but you wouldn't be so foolish as to leave home without your phone would you?
HOW TO CURE THE CONDITION:
Several options exist. Anyone with a "Blade of Mercy" (a gift given last February) could use it to sever whatever connection caused the person to feel like they are waiting, though that might very well sever the emotional connection entirely! The very person that they are waiting for could arrive, in which case a kiss (on the cheek, on the lips, gallantly on one knee to the back of the hand. Whatever works for you!) or an apology for tardiness should suffice to warm the heart. If there is no source, or if that person cannot arrive (or chooses not to), any friend or even new acquaintance can try to help the person not feel quite as alone in their waiting through some reasonable means. Any cure-all for corruption will also help with this condition.
The locales do not have any idea officially how to cure the condition, but they may suggest some of the above simply because it seems helpful at the time. At the worst, the condition does eventually fade with time.
FAQ:
* This can happen in a public location, or entirely remote, wherever you wish.
* The above "Cures" are not exhaustive. Any reasonable act that establishes or re-establishes empathy for the person trapped will cure them.
* Paleblood Telepathy is not limited by distance. However, non-palebloods must have their omni on their person in order to mentally link to it.
* This condition does not lead to death, but if allowed to persist is a reasonable source of higher corruption.
* If untreated, it will usually clear up in a couple days, or at most a week. If a player wishes to use this as a form of hiatus in February, they may, in which case it can last all month.
WHEN: The First Week of February
WHERE: Anywhere in Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Choking, Asphyxiation, Body Horror, Dependency, Possible Death
WHERE: Anywhere in Trench
CONTENT WARNINGS: Choking, Asphyxiation, Body Horror, Dependency, Possible Death
Self-reliance is a powerful tool in the city of Trench. You have to be able to take care of yourself, lest the dangerous elements on the fringe of the city overtake you and claim you in the night. Right?
The Doorway could not disagree more. To her, people depend upon each other. Corruption is only cleansed through the presence of others and conversation, connection. Cures and potions are, in her thought, unreliable. Even going to the Blood Ministers is more of a last-ditch effort when all else fails as she sees it. Sometimes? People need a little gentle reminder, a push to get them to rely upon each other more. Unfortunately, what a Pthumerian considers a gentle push to be tends not to be so gentle.
It happens at random, though it seems to happen most of all when it involves people who might not want to be close. You come into contact with a person, and just as you start to speak, you feel your throat throttle. It is like there is an invisible noose around your neck. No visible rope exists, but the air is cut off. You double over, gasping for air that will not come. Even if you don't or can't breathe you find yourself choking like a flopping goldfish out of water! As you reach out for help, you can see to your horror that the person you are trying to meet is choking too! What do you do? There is only one cure to this situation. You have to get to the other person quickly. There's still time. Maybe you can find some sort of solution if you get there. Deep down, you know you just need to be closer.
The moment that the two choking sleepers make contact, they will be able to breathe. The relief of oxygen entering the lungs comes instantly, though there is a problem. Any time you break contact, you begin to choke again. So long as you are able to stay in contact, you're safe but any attempt to break that contact is potentially life threatening. There is no solution other than to hold onto each other, hold hands, whatever it takes to maintain contact. For how long you ask? Oh, for at least an hour. But it's not like anyone's actually going to give you a timer on this. Will you just put up with it, or will you keep experimenting only to be choked repeatedly.
FAQ:
* Anyone can be affected by this, no matter physiology. It defies magical powers, biology and even blood powers.
* The effects last no more than 6 hours at the absolute max and most of the time it will end within 1 hour.
* Effects will cease when the two participants go to sleep (No accidental chokings). As a result, the effect will always start at least an hour before you might normally go to sleep.
* Yes, you can choke to death if you want.
* There is no knowledge of the effect amongst the locals and no warning about it, so there is no real warning on how to "cure" this other than the compulsion to get close to the other choking person and trial and error. Or Patience!
* No, the Doorway isn't sorry.
The Doorway could not disagree more. To her, people depend upon each other. Corruption is only cleansed through the presence of others and conversation, connection. Cures and potions are, in her thought, unreliable. Even going to the Blood Ministers is more of a last-ditch effort when all else fails as she sees it. Sometimes? People need a little gentle reminder, a push to get them to rely upon each other more. Unfortunately, what a Pthumerian considers a gentle push to be tends not to be so gentle.
It happens at random, though it seems to happen most of all when it involves people who might not want to be close. You come into contact with a person, and just as you start to speak, you feel your throat throttle. It is like there is an invisible noose around your neck. No visible rope exists, but the air is cut off. You double over, gasping for air that will not come. Even if you don't or can't breathe you find yourself choking like a flopping goldfish out of water! As you reach out for help, you can see to your horror that the person you are trying to meet is choking too! What do you do? There is only one cure to this situation. You have to get to the other person quickly. There's still time. Maybe you can find some sort of solution if you get there. Deep down, you know you just need to be closer.
The moment that the two choking sleepers make contact, they will be able to breathe. The relief of oxygen entering the lungs comes instantly, though there is a problem. Any time you break contact, you begin to choke again. So long as you are able to stay in contact, you're safe but any attempt to break that contact is potentially life threatening. There is no solution other than to hold onto each other, hold hands, whatever it takes to maintain contact. For how long you ask? Oh, for at least an hour. But it's not like anyone's actually going to give you a timer on this. Will you just put up with it, or will you keep experimenting only to be choked repeatedly.
FAQ:
* Anyone can be affected by this, no matter physiology. It defies magical powers, biology and even blood powers.
* The effects last no more than 6 hours at the absolute max and most of the time it will end within 1 hour.
* Effects will cease when the two participants go to sleep (No accidental chokings). As a result, the effect will always start at least an hour before you might normally go to sleep.
* Yes, you can choke to death if you want.
* There is no knowledge of the effect amongst the locals and no warning about it, so there is no real warning on how to "cure" this other than the compulsion to get close to the other choking person and trial and error. Or Patience!
* No, the Doorway isn't sorry.
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"You don't need a Jedi temple to be a Jedi, Ezra," Kanan says, "Only somewhere sacred, somewhere special, to you and to your home." Trench. This place. Kanan might be able to find places that fit if he tried, but Ezra's been here. Kanan trusts his judgment.
"Got anywhere for me?"
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"Yeah. We call it the Sanctuary. It used to be a monastary for the Moon Presence. Then abandoned. Some of us have turned it into a, um, community center. Soup kitchen. Infirmary. And there's a tree there, that keeps corruption at bay. I meditate there, pretty often."
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"Sounds like a good place," Kanan says, "I'd like to see the tree after we have tea." He winks, so to speak, clearly making a pun on the word see.
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Just a thought.
Another beat of hesitation. "Would you rather it be just us?"
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"Yeah, I'd like to see that," Kanan says, "It'd be nice to see that meaningful of a place to you." Even through the eyes of another. Humbling, for it to be through an animal's eyes instead of his own.
Kanan focuses on Ezra intently. "Did you invite Master Kenobi already?"
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Then he makes a slightly chagrined face at Kanan's question. "Look, I'm not going to pretend I couldn't just...telepathically give him a head ups, because I probably could." Even here, where they are both more hesitant to touch their connection in the Force, and more guarded, Obi-wan has tracked him from across town before.
"But he's kinda a private guy. I can call him on my comm." He hesitates, because Kanan's response wasn't a yes or a no. "But if you'd rather this private, I won't."
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"I appreciate you asking first," Kanan says. He rubs the back of his head. "If you'd already asked, without checking in, I wouldn't have wanted him there. Not because of him. Because I'd have been upset with you. With... it not being something discussed between us, master and padawan."
He never got this with his master. Depa died to save his life. The Force knighted him, in the form of the Jedi the Grand Inquisitor used to be. It lacked any of this decision making. The temple of Lothal collapsed around them. So it matters now that Kanan's involved, even when he lets Ezra make most of the decisions.
"You're ready to be a Jedi, Ezra. It's a formality," Kanan reaches for Ezra's hand, "It's means a lot that I get the chance to knight you. I gave that up, and now I get to."
He sighs.
"I really hope you were listening to that and not just waiting for me to say yeah, Ezra, invite him."
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"I'm listening," he protests, softly. His hand tightens a moment. Oh, this is hard.
"I understand. But there's something I need to tell you. I don't think it's right for you to not know, before I call him."
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intruding.
He's the one intruding here, somehow. It's an odd feeling, after reuniting. After all this. Kanan accepts it and trusts the Force. Perhaps this is why he isn't meant to stay after all, not because he's dead but because he isn't meant to be here.
"I'm listening," Kanan says.
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"Temba. My first stop on the multi-verse go-round." He blows out a breath.
"There were three of us padawan age and level, there. All of us from after the Republic became the Empire. Obi-wan got there a little before I did, and went out in the wilderness for like, a solid month, and came back determined to be - to be Jedi Master and High Councillor Obi-wan Kenobi. He and I talked about what happened to you. And what happened to Anakin. And we agreed there's no such thing as replacing people we lost, but that we could go forward as master and padawan. I thought - if..if the Force kept us together long enough, we might, um, both eventually be ready for him to knight me."
A beat. "But that's not what happened. And then I was here and he didn't know me at all. Hadn't yet, then, even experienced the end of the Clone Wars. He was kind, and made it clear we're family as Jedi, and he's been a teacher, yes, but it's not exactly the same. He's...a different man shaped by different circumstances. And absolutely not, now, in a place he felt he could just, well, knight me."
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"Obi-wan number one, your master who didn't replace me. You didn't get to knighting time. This Obi-wan, who is number what, at least two but maybe three, is family, not master, and definitely not comfortable knighting you.
"Damn Ezra, you're really good at collecting masters who haven't knighted you."
Kanan laughs.
"So you want him there as family and somewhat of a representative for himself, the master who might have one day knighted you, but you lost him too," Kanan says more seriously, "Sorry you've had shit luck with us, but you're a great Jedi, Ezra."
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"Yes, it is Obi-wan number three-" He shakes his head a little, still smiling ruefully. "He was on Tatooine when I was 17. I very nearly died out there, he found me, put me to rights, told me what I needed to hear to get my act together and come home and he killed Maul. I'm not sorry I didn't tell you; he didn't even swear me to secrecy or anything. It's just...that's where he was supposed to be."
He nods, firmly. "So, yes, for all those reasons - I would like him to be there, if he's willing."
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Obi-wan Kenobi alive and well on Tatooine, and his apprentice knew about it while he was alive. Kanan could have used Obi-wan's guidance! Kanan could have! It could have changed so many things, so many things for him. Yes, everything went how the Force willed it. The Force didn't will Ezra to keep his lips sealed and keep Kanan and Obi-wan apart.
Kanan had so many questions. They're useless here.
"Ezra," Kanan says the way he's said it hundreds of times before, sometimes teasing, sometimes serious, always exasperated. "I would have gone to Tatooine. I wouldn't have dragged him off into the war. I—
"Why did you make that decision for me? Do you understand—"
Kanan stops talking. He nearly gets up to pace, but they're in a tea house. He takes a sip of tea but doesn't taste it. Thousands of moments overlap, of Kanan Jarrus across the years opening the Jedi holocron to Obi-wan Kenobi's message, broadcast the way Caleb had asked if it were possible. Wanting answers. Wanting anything.
It had been on the beach. Kanan picks it out of his bag, places the holocon on the table, and opens it with the Force. It plays the message again.
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"I know." He says it with warmth and understanding, unruffled by his master's frustration. "But if even a hint that my trip hadn't been a bust got out-" He shakes his head. "Senator Organa lied to keep him and mission hidden, too, by the way. Bail absolutely knew where he was."
"Besides - Master Kenobi told me that everything I needed, I already had. Do you really think he would have told you much differently?"
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He takes another sip of tea. That's not why he's here.
Even one with the Force Kanan still carries some wounds. That's good to know.
"It's too late to know now," Kanan says. He's not quite at peace with the issue, but he can set it aside. It's not for today. It's not for this.
"Invite him, if he's willing. I'm not going to grill him or anything," Kanan says.
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[First things, first, sounding chipper, rather than anxious, for once-]
Hey, Obi-wan. Are you busy?
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Oh, this is more social call than emergency.
[But there is a bit of a time limit and more than a little emotional weight here, so, tiny breath to steel himself to stay outwardly calm and even, rather than rushed-]
Kanan is here. But he won't be for long. We've...gotten some closure and decided on a small knighting ceremony at the Sanctuary. I'd like you to be there. Will you come?
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Yes. I'll be there shortly.
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"Rise, Ezra," Kanan says, in a mock serious voice, and grins.
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It's not a long trip. Still, he rambles as they go, "I'll have to tell Allen- that's the Sleeper who claimed the Sanctuary and started organizing it - that there's been a knighting on the grounds. He'll be thrilled, I think. He's a bit of a romantic like that."
Once they're on the grounds of the former monastery, he leads them to the guardian tree. The gardens he works on here to supplement the community kitchen, in or around the radius of the tree's effect, are coming in well for the very early spring. This really is one of his favorite spots in all of Trench.
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a long time ago. he bows lightly. ]
My apologies for the wait.
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The tree's unique, unlike anything else Kanan's felt in the Force before. The sense of peace amid the blood and hardship of Trench is good. It's the right place. Trench isn't any one thing. This is a part of it as much as the rest.
Obi-wan's approach is strong in the Force. Kanan— If it were any other event, Kanan probably would have less gravitas and more the unrelenting questions Obi-wan remembers of Caleb Dume. He bows back.
"Ezra's been waiting a long time. It's worth doing right."
By Ezra's own words, that's with Obi-wan here. So it is. Sometimes things are that simple.
He looks at Ezra. "You ready?"
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He turns to Obi-wan and gives him a bow, offering another of his warm, soft smiles. "Thank you for all your guidance, and for coming."
Back to Kanan, that brightness in the Force settling into a steadier peace. "Now I'm ready."
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[ but he remains positioned at the back. obi-wan wants kanan to take the lead on this. kanan is ezra's master and should be the one credited for the work and effort in reaching this point. ]
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