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( april intro log )

Who: Everyone
When: April 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Del Pascia
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the correctional facility of Del Pascia.
Warnings: Mentions of blood. Please label your content!

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"I feel liberated when I'm doing it, and I want other people to feel liberated through it."

The Ingress has pulled you in. Your body experiences several sensations at once: being pushed forward as if a hand is resting on your back, momentary and startling blindness, a gentle ringing in your head. You have difficulty discerning whether it is hot or cold, but where you have been prodded is noticeably warmer than the rest of you. Some may suffer from dizziness while others are perfectly fine. Once equilibrium has been reestablished, you will notice you are standing on a long platform and that the room is filled with a soft cerulean light. It's slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you, and nothing is familiar. Shortly after, you are led out and toward the medbay.

Inside this room, you are given a physical scan and offered a contract to sign that states you are now part of the crew of the Moira with a specific job. This process consists of a complete work-up of medical history and current health, and afterwards, you are given your MID, a device that is integrated into your hand with only the slightest pinch. From there, you are guided out of the medbay and to your living quarters.

With the combined efforts of the crew, the terror plaguing the ship has been successfully removed from the Moira. Yet, it doesn’t come without consequences. Aside from the overall state of those aboard the ship, the Moira itself has taken considerable damage across various sections. Overall functionality seems stable for now, but with necessary repairs to be made and few supplies to actually make them with, the Captains have set a course for any nearby planet with the hope of finding what they need. However, that is much closer than it appears. As new arrivals begin coming through the Ingress, a message is received by those in the Tower and broadcast to everyone:
Please be advised. Your vessel is now entering Restricted Space. As per penal code 65208-A, only authorized personnel are to be admitted beyond this point. If necessary, further assistance will be provided once docked.
As there is little choice, the Captains instruct Navigation to proceed with caution. All transporters will be required to assist in taking those who volunteer to the main hub.

WELCOME TO CORRECTIONAL FACILITY DEL PASCIA

Del Pascia is one of many facilities across the universe built to maintain and rehabilitate its inhabitants. With a combined populace of both prisoners and employed civilians, it functions as both prison and living quarters. The central section of Del Pascia is divided into multiple floors that branch out into subdivisions of the facility—clearly and precisely labeled. For those contracted to work in the prison, Del Pas Main is home. There are cafeterias, common areas for exercise and general downtime, divided residences, and work stations. Beyond this area, each remaining wing of Del Pascia separates into cell blocks A through F with similar facilities available to the inmates. Varying degrees of criminals are brought to Del Pascia, ranging from maximum security to juvenile offenders, and security differs depending on which block is visited.

Yet, there is something peculiar about this prison upon further investigation: there are no living persons within Del Pascia. The AI, which runs and oversees all of Del Pascia, has made arrangements with the Moira so that those who wish may board and take what is needed to begin repairs. This program, while generally polite in nature, goes simply by the name D-E-L.

☄ ENJOY YOUR STAY ... IN PRISON

Those who choose to go to Del Pascia will find themselves greeted by D-E-L. It has already agreed to terms with the Captains, allowing crew to strip nonessential supplies that aren’t needed since the station’s crew and prisoners were relocated due to funding cuts. The only condition placed upon this agreement is that any crew wishing to explore must undergo a mandatory decontamination before proceeding through the rest of Del Pascia. This process takes only minutes and is guaranteed to cause no physical side effects. Following this simple procedure, exploration is open with only warnings to be careful about damaging key systems. It is important to note that there are various security cameras located throughout the correctional facility, and it is not uncommon for D-E-L to comment or show concern for those exploring parts of Del Pascia.

☄ DEATH BECOMES YOU

There is salvage to be found in all parts of the facility, including the cell blocks and infirmaries of the prison wings. However, there is something odd about these sectors, a strange charge in the air that follows you as you search for anything useful to bring back to the Moira. Perhaps it is the eyes of D-E-L watching? But then, after an indiscernible amount of time, it's like a switch is flipped. Suddenly, you are wearing your sins where anyone but you can see. For however much death you have wrought or committed, there will be blood on your hands—perhaps even further than that. This bizarre occurrence will appear as an almost digital skin and will not vanish until outside the cell blocks. If exploring the infirmaries for supplies, any and all health stats throughout your life will be visible and easy to read by anyone who happens to take an interest.

For those who have killed once or twice, they might find a red stain on their hands, but the higher the kill count will result in larger proportions of blood covering their arms and, in extreme cases, perhaps their entire body. The blood will vanish once you have left the prison wing, though you may occasionally see a flicker of the image while anywhere on the station. The same goes for health stats viewed in infirmary sections of Del Pascia.

☄ WHAT WAS THAT SOUND?

Del Pascia is a very large station and has been abandoned for quite some time. D-E-L will regretfully inform anyone who asks that some nonessential areas have fallen into disrepair. It will warn that exploring these areas can be risky as it has no knowledge of what damage these sections have taken. Regardless of that, if you venture in, you’ll find that these sections are in rather bad shape. Exposed wiring sparks in the walls, a great variety of broken tools are thrown about, and it seems that every camera has been purposely broken. Venturing in further will yield valuable components for salvage, and yet... as before, you suspect you aren’t alone. It isn’t often, but sometimes, you might hear a step falling moments after yours or a rattle coming from the vents. Every time you go to investigate... whatever made the noise is gone.

Should the AI be queried about this, D-E-L will emphasize that all personnel and prisoners were removed and that there is no one on board except crew from the Moira.

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[ Ben? The name inspires as much embarrassment as the sudden hug inspired warmth. It's not a name that's commonly used in his time, certainly not something he's shared with a lot of people.

He awkwardly returns the hug — awkward in that he doesn't know how to express himself to someone he's only just met, but somehow he still cares for. ]

It's fair to say the same, although it's your reputation that precedes you. Luke Skywalker, yes? I've heard a lot about you.

[Luke pulls back with a bashful expression.] I hope it was nothing too bad. You taught me everything I know.

[Well, him and Yoda, but Luke kind of royally messed up his training with Yoda, so we're ignoring that right now. More importantly: Ben is here, Ben is back. Luke resists the urge to pull him into another embrace.]

That certainly explains a lot.

[ Obi-Wan laughs, very nearly gleeful. The teasing comes easily, as if he can't help reflect back a certain lightheartedness.

The excitement is palpable. And familiar. It reminds him not only of Luke's sister, but his father as well — of a youthful enthusiasm he'd seen less and less over the years. The memories of it somehow still affect him profoundly (although, in retrospect, they could have meant so much more if he'd nurtured them as he now knows he should have).

A family for Anakin. One that runs so strongly with his blood. Not a day has passed since this knowledge came to light that the Jedi Master doesn't marvel at that thought of it. It's all his friend has ever wanted, and one of the last things they'd both discussed — the concept, not the specifics, and now he knows why — before Obi-Wan left to Utapau and eventually found himself here. ]

Only the best things from what I can tell.

[Luke sighs, a little rueful, a little gleeful. He's always willing to fill in enthusiasm where his partner can't or won't.] How long have you been here? What year are you from? You look so young! I can't believe it, it's like- like some sort of story. [He's babbling with excitement, excuse him.]

[ The questions are far too endearing, although they come a little quicker than expected Leia had taken her time; Luke appears to have no interest in following suit. ]

It's rather miraculous, I agree. I came here a month ago — from before you were born — and I have yet to shed that opinion.

[ A fond look and he changes the subject slightly, not quite ready to discuss his uncertain future, but also not shying away from it. ]

I was hoping I'd have the chance to meet you. [ And then, a correction: ] —again and for the first time.

Well- here I am. [Luke takes a step back, finally extraditing himself from Ben's personal bubble.] It's so good to see you again, Ben. Even if you haven't seen me yet. There's so much I want to ask, but... you probably don't know the answer yet.

[Which is a strange little paradox in and of itself.]

I think you're the one with the majority of the answers in that regard, Luke. I would only be guessing on anything beyond my own time.

[ Although, Obi-Wan benefits from a very strong connection to the Force, and that helps. As does having a strong connection with a person who has a strong connection to the Force. It leaves little mystery that can't be discovered with enough work. ]

However, if history interests you, I'm certain I have a great many stories of the past you'd enjoy.

[ Stories of his father, of those heroic deeds that have come to be so important to the shape of the galaxy as Obi-Wan knows it. It doesn't last — he's gathered that much — but that doesn't mean it's not worth mentioning, that there isn't value there. ]

Not really! I can't think if anything I know that you don't. [He grins.]

[At the mention of stories, he can't help an interest. He's a little scared to hear about his father, but curious as well. Who was he, before the darkness took him? Was he always Vader? Luke can't imagine a man inside that suit. Tentatively:] I- I could hear some stories.

And I shall be happy to share them.

[ They'll probably start like any other story, with the intention on proving just how much of a fool Anakin can be at times. And they'll all end the same way, with an unwavering loyalty to his best friend, and pride in his practices that Obi-Wan can never seem to accurately express (particularly to his friend). Maybe it hasn't always been that way, but Kenobi can't think of how to live any other way now. ]

But I'll admit, in the meantime, I'm curious myself. Tell me a little about yourself, Luke. I have an incomplete picture, regrettably. You're a pilot, I hear. Like your father. A natural, I'm sure, Force notwithstanding.

Like... my father. [Luke keeps his smile in place, but it's with effort.]

[He looks up at Ben with a bashful expression.] I- I'm not sure where to start. I've always known you-- or known of you, at least. What do you want to know?

[ Near an echo of movement, something within the Force shudders and Obi-Wan can't help but notice. He isn't certain what it is driving the slight disturbance, but it's given to him a rocking feeling. Bizarre. ]

Your training. [ Of course that's where his mind goes. ] How is your saber technique? Have you taken to any particular form? [ And then, a little spike of giddiness. ] Perhaps we could even spar some time soon.

I... not very far. [The memories of leaving his training are still fresh.] I didn't even know there were forms.

[Said guiltily. He dearly doesn't want to disappoint Ben, but he's not going to lie, either.]

[ Well, that seems strange. Strange enough that Kenobi realizes any question he might ask could lead to a minefield of information he won't be able to avoid stepping through. ]

That sounds like something we'll have to change. That is, if you're interested.

[Luke's eyes light right up.] Can you? I never got to train with you as much- I've always wanted- I mean, if you have time, I'd like to go over it- and Leia, too, of course! [He's just sputtering with excitement, now; don't mind him.]

[ It's a taste of emotional whiplash with this kid, apparently. One moment Luke's guarded, the next he's almost frightfully open. Obi-Wan isn't certain he isn't reflecting back the same changes in mood with how affected he feels by every change he perceives. It's almost as if he's on tenterhooks... ]

Of course. I'd feel quite honored to instruct you both. I'm sure Anakin would say the same. He's exceptional — perhaps the most exceptional practitioner of his chosen form.

[There's that hesitation again. The name 'Anakin' continues to pull Luke up short, while Ben himself is only a figure of excitement and amazement. Luke wants, honestly, to focus on the good, so he does his best to look past the deep qualms he has about learning anything from his father.]

[His speech is notably slower, expression strained.]

I- I don't know if 'honored' is the best word for it. I'm not the best student. But I still can't wait.

[ There's really no missing it now that he's started connecting the patterns. Something about Anakin has Luke exhibiting a great sense of unease that he doesn't care (or isn't able) to hide away. It leaves Obi-Wan feeling cold — something he is able to shield from others — although as soon as that becomes necessary, he pointedly decides not to consider the greater implications again until another time. Focus on this moment, focus on this Skywalker. ]

If your enthusiasm is any indication, you certainly won't be the worst. [ A soft smile. He has no doubts; the Force shines through Luke. ] I'm relatively free beyond my regular duties, so if you'd like to suggest a regular schedule, I'm certain I could accommodate.

[Luke ducks his head.] Yoda didn't think I could be trained. You might have your hands full, with me.

[Anything to move the conversation off his father.] Whatever times work you for- I'll make time.

Very well, Luke. I look forward to proving Yoda wrong. Again.

[ He's not being too cocky; he had certainly made some waves when he'd taken on Anakin and he'd turned out to be every bit the excellent Jedi Qui-Gon had expected him to be. For that, Obi-Wan does take a small portion of the credit. ]

Let's keep in touch.

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