Multiversal travel can be disorienting, but there’s no need to worry! All side effects are temporary and lessen with each trip. Your body may experience 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 may 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 dizziness while others are perfectly fine. You notice that the area you are in is filled with a soft cerulean light and feels slightly humid and dark despite the glow around you. Regardless of your current state, however, the stress of transit forces your body into unconsciousness.
Waking up is another story. Or maybe it isn’t.
You find yourself in a nondescript room; sometimes with others who have found themselves in the same situation, sometimes alone. Welcome to Avagi Station, your new home.
Avagi
A fixer upper opportunity:
Welcome to your new home! It’s a bit rough around the edges but it could be so much worse. Or that’s what you thought until you walked to your housing level and found the bathroom floating under three inches of water as a pipe gushes water. That’s definitely not what those pipes should be doing, you should probably try and get that fixed before your entire level is flooded. Who knows what sort of chaos all that water will play with Avagi’s support systems. Do you call for help or is someone going to find you trying to play amateur plumber with a roll of tape?
Are you afraid of the dark?:
There are different types of darkness that one has to deal with when they're living in space. There's the dim lighting of rarely used corridors, the shadows that lurk wherever they can find a place to hide. And you must never forget the swirling blackness of the storm that surrounds Avagi. Today you're dealing with a darkness you've been warned to expect. Some of your fellow residents are overhauling the electrical systems on board and told everyone that there was a chance there could be randomized blackouts.
The lights blink out without a sound, plunging you into darkness. Your eyes take a while to adjust and when they do everything seems a bit more… sinister. Sound travels differently in the dark, the quietest scratches and bumps echo louder in your ears and--
What was that ? Did that sound come from nearby? Did something just touch your leg? Maybe you should find someone before you get more paranoid. If it is paranoia, anyways.
Jeepers Creepers...:
The blackouts continue, spreading beyond isolated sections until they’re taking over entire blocks of the station and plunging everything into a more pervasive darkness. Wherever it spreads, a faint odor accompanies it along with a sudden burst of paranoia as everything seems more intense and slightly blurry at the same time. When the lights snap on the feeling of disorientation worsens and you struggle to focus when an intercom crackles to life blaring a warning you can barely understand. All you know is that something is wrong. And even worse, you know without a doubt that something, someone is coming to hurt you. As you see figures approaching, faces a blur of inhumanity marred by a mask to hide their identites you do the only thing you can in your panic.
You run.
Hopefully someone will be able to catch you and get you to clear air before you find a weapon and decide to stand your ground against them.
[ For all of his supposed lack of focus, there are few things that can distract him from the revolving, concerned thought that Obi-Wan is going to kill me that's been repeating in his head since arrival.
Water up to his ankles is one of those things. The first consideration: what a waste. The second: All of this water is going to be hell on the station's systems (even if he hasn't taken a look at them; water and circuitry is a mess). The third: The woman further into the room, desperately trying to seal the leak.
That towel isn't going to do much. ]
Need some help?
[ Jedi are supposed to be observant, right? But there's no one here to tell him not to get involved, so... ]
[ The guy who just wandered into her room is cute enough, though his hair is weird and his clothes are bizarre. Maybe he just woke up, too. She stares at him, ankle-deep in water and getting sprayed by the very much less-than-ideal temporary solution of a towel around the pipe and just kind of stares for a moment. ]
Uh, yeah, actually. I'm putting in a koi pond and I've misplaced all the fish.
[ He isn't entirely sure what she's even talking about, but there's enough baseline familiarity that he offers a shrug. ] Right. Well, you might want to work on sealing the door up before you try moving the fish in.
[ Normally there are boundaries he doesn't cross, but an emergency is an emergency, isn't it? He takes the sarcasm in stride and approaches the pipe in question with a discerning grimace. ]
So what happened to it?
[ Force only knows what it looks like under that towel. ]
Oh yeah I'll get right on that. I think I have a couple motherboards lying around I could use.
[ She didn't ask for help because experience has taught her that it's not coming, no matter how much she needs it. So when he actually comes in the room to help she isn't quite sure what to do at first. ]
It, uh. [ She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. ] I'm not really sure. I just woke up and it was like this. Do you know where I can find some duct tape? Because that's a duct. Right? That's what duct tape is for?
Even if we had that, it wouldn't fix it for long. [ Tape? That's the kind of question he'd get back on Tatooine, not in the more "civilized" parts of the galaxy. Even then, it's still seen as a backward sort of solution. (Especially when it comes to trapping moisture). He can't help but give her a doubting sort of grimace, but it's only as he thinks his way through the still-leaking pipe.
If he could weld it...wait. ]
Mind if I take a look?
[ He nods forward at the pipe. This is definitely not a sanctioned use of his tools, but...well, Obi-Wan is already going to kill him for whatever this is, and there's not exactly anyone around to have to explain it to, right? ]
Try-- [ And yet even as he says it, there's that nagging voice, and he has to stop himself and correct: ] Fix it. I've always been good at fixing things.
[ Too bad that doesn't extend beyond the confines of machinery. He suddenly looks a little sad as he muses on that, and then the thought is shoved away. He shakes his head and approaches the pipe, unhooking the unignited lightsaber from his belt. ]
[ Anakin just rolls his eyes in her direction. "I'm not ruining anything," is his immediate thought, but there's a pull to prove it instead that holds out stronger than his desire to keep up this conversation and let this leak keep going. That won't help anybody. And he needs to. Has to.
Someone deserves to see that work out right, don't they?
He rips the soaked towel away from the pipe, and watches as the water continues to spill out, continuing to quietly mourn the waste of a resource that it still seems insane to even carelessly pass over. The girl had tried, at least, but this station? Wherever they are? Someone needs a talking to.
The towel gets tossed over a shoulder as he then flips on the lightsaber and uses both hands to maintain an ideal steady grip, if he's going to successfully weld this back together. The blade hisses loudly as it comes into contact with the water, generating steam that starts to slowly build as he keeps pressure on the pipe.
Eventually the air starts to clear, and he steps back with a shit-eating smirk. Now is the right time, if there's ever going to be one: ]
[ The guy is seriously dramatic. She grabs the towel from where he tosses it because she needs that. Jerk.
She yelps and scrambles further back when the freaking laser sword comes out, hopping up on her bed and clutching the soaking towel in front of her like that'll help. ]
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Water up to his ankles is one of those things. The first consideration: what a waste. The second: All of this water is going to be hell on the station's systems (even if he hasn't taken a look at them; water and circuitry is a mess). The third: The woman further into the room, desperately trying to seal the leak.
That towel isn't going to do much. ]
Need some help?
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Jedi are supposed to be observant, right?But there's no one here to tell him not to get involved, so... ]no subject
Uh, yeah, actually. I'm putting in a koi pond and I've misplaced all the fish.
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[ Normally there are boundaries he doesn't cross, but an emergency is an emergency, isn't it? He takes the sarcasm in stride and approaches the pipe in question with a discerning grimace. ]
So what happened to it?
[ Force only knows what it looks like under that towel. ]
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[ She didn't ask for help because experience has taught her that it's not coming, no matter how much she needs it. So when he actually comes in the room to help she isn't quite sure what to do at first. ]
It, uh. [ She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. ] I'm not really sure. I just woke up and it was like this. Do you know where I can find some duct tape? Because that's a duct. Right? That's what duct tape is for?
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If he could weld it...wait. ]
Mind if I take a look?
[ He nods forward at the pipe. This is definitely not a sanctioned use of his tools, but...well, Obi-Wan is already going to kill him for whatever this is, and there's not exactly anyone around to have to explain it to, right? ]
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And eyes him warily. He doesn't look like a plumber. Not unless plumbers have started wearing samurai robes. ]
Why? What are you going to do?
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[ Too bad that doesn't extend beyond the confines of machinery. He suddenly looks a little sad as he muses on that, and then the thought is shoved away. He shakes his head and approaches the pipe, unhooking the unignited lightsaber from his belt. ]
You'll want to stand back.
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Can you at least try not to ruin more of my stuff in the process of "fixing" it?
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Someone deserves to see that work out right, don't they?
He rips the soaked towel away from the pipe, and watches as the water continues to spill out, continuing to quietly mourn the waste of a resource that it still seems insane to even carelessly pass over. The girl had tried, at least, but this station? Wherever they are? Someone needs a talking to.
The towel gets tossed over a shoulder as he then flips on the lightsaber and uses both hands to maintain an ideal steady grip, if he's going to successfully weld this back together. The blade hisses loudly as it comes into contact with the water, generating steam that starts to slowly build as he keeps pressure on the pipe.
Eventually the air starts to clear, and he steps back with a
shit-eatingsmirk. Now is the right time, if there's ever going to be one: ]I didn't ruin anything.
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She yelps and scrambles further back when the freaking laser sword comes out, hopping up on her bed and clutching the soaking towel in front of her like that'll help. ]
What the fuck was that!?