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[jedimindtrick]

Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi (jedimindtrick) and OPEN
When: May 1st and beyond
Where: Misc. Locations
What: Catch-all for Ingress shenanigans and general threads for the month of May.
Warnings: Will update as needed.

FAR FROM NOWHERE! SHROUDED IN MYSTERY, THE BARREN WASTELANDS OF AMISSIS-RE HOLD THE PROMISE OF HOPE. GREETED BY AN INTELLIGENT AND HIGHLY ACCOMMODATING, BUT PREVIOUSLY UNKNOWN HOST, PASSENGERS OF THE MOIRA ARE BEING URGED TO UTILIZE A HEAVILY MODIFIED VERSION OF THE FAMILIAR INGRESS TO RETURN TO THEIR HOMES. WITH FEW RESTRAINTS, ONLY FRACTURED TIME WILL TELL HOW THE LAST SECRETS OF THE WAR AND FAR BEYOND WILL BE REVEALED...

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Comments

[jedimindtrick]

No. [ A soft confession. He squeezes her hand and glances over at her, a little rueful (and a lot smitten). ]

No, I shouldn't think much would make you cast me aside if you haven't already. I only mean to offer you the best of me. [ Now, he tacks on mentally, before it's too late again. ]

[romanticsoul]

In all honesty I think I prefer that you have come to this conclusion on your own. While there is a certain romance to the thought of you leaving the Order behind for my sake... It could easily have turned into a breeding-ground for resentment.

[ Especially since both of them would have had to take tremendous risks to be together. Would she even have been able to take control of Mandalore with a former Jedi as her consort? She would like to think so, but people are fickle, and easily swayed by old resentments. ]

[jedimindtrick]

[ If he'd left, it would have been as much for himself as for Satine, he thinks, but that hardly matters here. ]

I'm very glad to have you in my life. I don't believe I could ever resent that.

[ He lifts her hand, kisses her knuckles as he's accustomed to doing. ]

Thank you for giving me an opportunity to explain myself.

[romanticsoul]

[ She has to laugh at little at his phrasing there. "Explain himself" as if he has done something wrong. ]

By all means, explain your love for as long as you like. I've waited long enough to hear about it.

[ No, not even now can she resist poking fun at him. ]

[jedimindtrick]

[ Despite her teasing, he can't bring himself to feel much more than excitement and wonder and pride in being able to finally tell her what he feels. It's freeing in a way he wouldn't normally experience.

What's left to be said can't be done so with words so he leans in to give her a kiss, pausing just shy of her lips in the most questioning manner. He wouldn't dare taken without asking. ]

[romanticsoul]

[ Her reply comes swiftly enough, as she leans in to close that last remaining distance between them and press her lips against his.

She probably ruins the romance of the moment a little when she giggles against his mouth, his mustache tickling her. ]

[jedimindtrick]

[ It couldn't be ruined, not by most conventional means. The fact that they've really waited far too long for this makes the moment nearly indestructible.

He laughs, too, not finding it too difficult to guess where he amusement comes from. When he pulls away, it's to stroke at his beard, to flatten down the slightly wiry bristles. ]

You'll have to get used to that. [ A joke, but not an unreasonable assumption. Another laugh. ] I've been told I'm not permitted to shave.

[romanticsoul]

[ She raises an eyebrow at him, but she is a little too smitten at the moment for the slight sarcasm of the expression to have much of its usual edge. ]

I assume whoever said that hasn't kissed you.

[ She's just joking, the beard is... well, growing on her. ]

[jedimindtrick]

No, you're right about that. But I imagine they wouldn't want to, either.

[romanticsoul]

I think I prefer it that way.