trans_9 | Sooo...Meet-y

"Yeah, let's move on." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He couldn't believe he had freaked out like that. And in front of Kyle too. Great.

Kyle was weirded out a bit about it. Jason never seemed like the type to say anything like that. Glancing around he fished for something else to talk about.

"So..." It wasn't working, really... "how long have you been here..."

"Ah, hello! I'm Yuri Otani." She said with a small bow of her own. Any friend of Nanoha's was a friend of hers!

"Yuri-chan, this is my friend Fate," Nanoha said, straightening up and putting her hand on the other girl's arm. "She's been my best friend since we were nine. If you need anything, she's always willing to help out." She smiled, and Fate would probably recognize the teasing look in her eyes.

"Fate-chan's soft like that."

"it's very nice to meet you, Yuri," Fate said. She blushed a little at her friend's teasing and compliment... but she couldn't deny that it was true. She was always willing to help a person in need, especially a child.

"And Nanoha's right. If you ever need help, please don't hesitate to ask me."

Qui-Gon turned to look at her. As a partial answer to her statement, the man bowed respectfully. "I am. Master Qui-Gon Jinn, a new resident of the ship. I take it you've been aboard the vessel for while?"

The buzzing did not startle him in the least, it almost fit with the pulse of the ship around him. His Jedi robes and tunic were still safely in the locker along with his lightsaber but he suppose it didn't matter to those who were sensitive enough.

"We cannot have life if we don't have death as well. True that the Force allows us to live longer than others but we are not immortal. However we need not fear death because it is merely another journey we must one day embark on. Knowing this, understanding it brings true balance and peace to our lives." His arms folded over each other slightly, a motion that if he had on his Jedi robes would surely cover his hands. "It is true that we must have logic but at times it clouds the mind with opposing thoughts. There are times when you must feel before you think, reach out with your senses to sense the moment and the things you should do."

Blue eyes shone with devote interest as Arha spoke of her ways and her past. "It's not uncommon for those who are sensitive to the Force to feel more at ease once they've found a place among the others. While a few may stray from the Light Side of the Force the rest of us are committed to the path. Obi-Wan himself fought against the job chosen for him as he grew too old to be a Padawan just as I fought against the connection we shared."

He laughed very much amused. "Even though many of the Council were my friends and some my mentors they can be pretty stubborn when it comes to following the rules. Perhaps that is one of the reasons I never joined them."

That and Qui-Gon's way of handling certain situations, mostly that it would be done his way. Like the training of Anakin Skywalker. He had been bound and determined to get his way on that matter.

It was likely that they'd never see the end of war, so many different races and opinions, it was a perfect combination for a battle. For those who sought peace war would always find them.

"A band of pirates? Were they the Ohm?"

Sheeana parted her hands horizontally, the Fremen equivalent gesture. "I am Reverend Mother Superior Sheeana of the Bene Gesserit Order. We have several of your order on board here and in the previous several months we have found there are many similarities between us." She cocked her head, which sent locks of very dark red hair tilting. "Is there anything I can answer for you while you wait for the Skaiuakers and Ohbi-Uan Qehnobi?"

"No, but they sure weren't helping. They'd taken over a lot of Stacy's programming and trapped her inside her own circuits." Luke shook his head. "Both our team that went to the bridge and the team that stayed behind had to deal with some horrible things."

"I will accept my death when it comes, no matter when it does or by what means," Arha said in a subdued voice. There was an uneasiness there, though, and she did not hide it from this Jed-Eye. Still, she struggled with it, and still she had the dreams of it. More and more of late and those were becoming darker. "The acceptance shall come in time, though I say the words now and mean them, it still fills me with a measure of sorrow. Logic says I must accept this thing."

She spread her hands for a moment and then dropped them to her sides.

"It is a struggle to find serenity, but I...find it easier in the company of those such as yourself." Her smile went wide for a moment. "I do not own Jed-Eye, but you are all the family I have and thus, you are all my Jed-Eye."

Arha was silent for awhile, reflective, and contemplated Qui-Gon's words on rules as she studied him with the kind of intense scrutiny that would have made someone not-Jed-Eye walk the other way. He was a rebellious type, then, stubborn, and the smooth, pleased smile was back.

"One cannot expect that blind obedience to the rules produces anything but stagnation after centuries of the same. If newness is not provided, life begins to become stale and thus begins stagnation, decline, and the end of an era unless one is open to change. The model for this can be seen on mutation in the matter of evolution, no? Rules may be kept, but they should be flexible in order to accommodate the way the Universe and those in it change as time passes. Some learn this thing the hard way and watch all they love crumble in the face of stubborn adherence to a set of rules."

"They have a tendency to make any situation worse. I've had my fair share of them over the years. Hopefully no one was injured too badly." An amused thought passed over him that was accompanied by a chuckle.

"I do hope that Obi-Wan wasn't sneaking through the ventilation shafts to get the drop on them. He's no longer the small Padawan that he used to be."

Damian could handle a Punishment, whatever it was, he was sure. But that wasn't the point. For whatever reason, Grayson was protecting Todd. Sentimental fool.

Damian was silent for a moment, then gave Todd a hard look before turning to Grayson.

"I won't hurt him. For now, at least. But I don't trust him, and should he step out of line, I will hurt him. Violations or no."

Dick was pretty certain they could all handle a Punishment if they had to. He just didn't want to see any of them have to.

He nodded at Damian's promise. "All right. But if he steps out of line, that's my job." He straightened, pinching the bridge of his nose. "For now, maybe opposite sides of the deck would be the best idea."

"Time here is a bit strange. But maybe a few months?" He shook his head and kicked at the ground. "It all kind of blends together when you're trying to fight for your life."

"I'm all game for that. Keep the brat on that side, and I'll stay on this one." And with that he turned to leave. He had spotted something out of the corner of his eye and needed to go and check it out. Green. One of the Lanterns was here, and if it were Kyle, well this place might have just got more bearable.

"A few months..." He just shook his head. it was completely insane, how could Jason have been around for a few months...? He could have sworn he had heard things about him when Batman's death came up...

..."I'm... sorry, man.."

"Someone did," Luke said, and there was a touch of sorrow in his voice. He hadn't known the deceased well at all, and as he was a Jedi he did not mourn, but for the others who did, Luke felt sympathy. The loss of a life and a friend was something he knew very well.

"But as far as I know, there was no vent-crawling. Whatever those things were that attacked them, it was in a swarm."

Clarita sighs. "I'm sorry, I think we're not on the same page. I knew people, back home. I'm trying to figure out whether they're dead or sleeping."

"No. I'm afraid Stacy does not take everyone. She says that the ones who are taken are those whose 'stories' were the strongest in their realities, and the friends and family of those individuals."

Jason shook his head and frowned. "It ain't so bad. Dick's here, and Tim. Heck even Bruce is around somewhere." He shrugged a bit. "And new people come around all the time. So it's not like it's horrible. Sure it's not Gotham, but that's a good thing."

"There are times when death seems to be the only answer but it just doesn't feel right. Use logic then to find another solution. When death has truly come for you, you'll know and it will be easier to accept." He spoke as if he knew that feeling.

"If that is the case then never hesitate to seek me out whenever you want. I will never turn you away, Arha." A warm smile and truth behind his words.

Someone had once referred to him as a gray Jedi, walking the fine line between the Light and Dark side. Because of a love he lost just after admitting his feelings Qui-Gon had tipped dangerously close to the Dark side.

"I couldn't agree more. The council was made up of some pretty old members and they were often strict with certain rules and bendable when it came to guiding us. Master Yoda continuously pressed me to take several Padawans over the years when they were clearly not the right ones. While a bit annoying they all gained and deserved our respect."

Arha nodded, centering herself in the Force as much as using the Bene Gesserit techniques. He was right and Arha herself knew, instinctively, that she could trust him. He was Jed-Eye and had seen much more than she could imagine. Her Mothers Within said as much.

"If I am in needs," she murmured, "I shall remember your words, Qui-Gon Jinn. These are trying times and there is much time for reflection. Likewise, should you have need, you may call upon me."

She..or well, he laughed.

"All my kind can shapeshift," she explained, stroking is mostly beardless chin. "It's great for parties as well."

Jovians weren't a very homely lot. They tended to find themselves leaving their home planet, only to return to bred and continue their lines. Even so...knowing that her entire world was gone. It was hard.

She tried not to show her inner turmoil. For all her teasing and wanting to be better that Samus, Gandrayda also had respect for her. The fellow bounty hunter had been told her the news in a near emotionless tone, if she looked even a bit bothered, Samus might be seen as a sign of weakness.

Pride. Made her do odd things.

Instead she just sighed, and extended her left hand to her forehead. She did her best to smile.

"Normally I wouldn't believe a word of that, but considering I just appeared into a live ship and covered in alien goo, it seems as trustworthy as anything else here." she paused.

"I guess that means we completed our mission, at least?"

Sooo...Meet-y

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I'm thinking C&C~ And maybe here too. >_>

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Yessss both for we would love him/you/everything. Can you imagine Mara's reaction?

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It would be awesome considering he's a mamma's boy. XDD Oh the stories Qui can tell you about Ben.

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Or it could be heartbreaking, which is just as awesome, lol

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Damn you notifications

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