trans_9 | crunch, munch, omnnomicom

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crunch, munch, omnnomicom

She had arrived as promised and settled with her Jed-Eye cloak around her as she sat on the observation deck's floor. Either the person on the end of that omnicom was going to show, or they were not. If they still needed help, she would help them. If not...well, it was always a good thing to sit. Arha attempted to meditate, but found herself half asleep, which was most ill advised, but the cloak was warm enough and she was tired enough to make that a moot fact.

The light doze, however, was easily interrupted.

[[OOC: While this is a Renne meeting, please do feel at home to drop by]]

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Aw, now he's blushing like a little blue glowworm. Chittering, the beastie flat out crawls up onto Arha's lap and proceeds to...well...come pretty damn close to a full-on snuggle.

"Eee. Rrr-enne noh hurrr-t Awrrr-ha."

Arha held him wordlessly for awhile. "Everything is okay, such I promise," she murmured, cuddling him soothingly. "Do not worry."

"Eee...Rrr-enne prrro-teck Awrrr-ha too?"

Okay, yes. By now, it's a full-out snuggle. His skin's flashing all shades of blue and ocean-bluegreeny.

"If you wish," she said, her smile wide a bright and she snuggled him back. "But I shall protect you as well, my friend. Such is not proper if I do not."

"Eee. Is 'On-nerrr."

Chirp. Despite blushing to the point of becoming a little blue glowbug in the face, the oddity stifles a yawn and curls up. Yes, right then and there, curls right up. And purrs.

They seemed to be running into each other a lot these days. Luke didn't see Renne in Arha's lap at first, though he felt there was another life signature close by her.

"Hey, Arha!" he called from partway across the obs deck, and made his way over to her through the fleshy chairs.

"Eeee?"

Another life-sign indeed, if you can say that of raw emotion. Immediately, both big ears perk up and the oddity (albeit reluctantly) crawls into a kind of protective-animal posture.
Sniff of the air.
Then a wary, tentative kind of growl-chirp.

Arha, despite wanting to sleep right then and there herself, gave Luke a soft grin as she smoothed her fingers over Renne's ears, the soft brush careful as could be. Her voice was a soft murmur as she spoke.

"Mm, speak of Luke Skywalker," she said with a low laugh, "and here he comes. Hello, my Jed-Eye. Come, sit with us and meet my friend, Renne. This is the Jed-Eye I spoke about."

Luke slowed as he approached, blue eyes lighting up a little bit when he saw the curious little being occupying Arha's lap. "I thought my ears were burning for a reason," he said, smiling at the both of them as he sat. When he spoke next, he addressed Renne.

"I'm Luke Skywalker," he said, and held out a hand as he projected soothing feelings in the Force. "Nice to meet you, Renne."

"Eeee."

Pardon him. At first, he's a wary little thing, like an animal approaching a human might be. A brief purr to Arha but then his ears go down-and-back a little.
He's not moving too far away from her right now.

"Loooook?"

"Jed-Eye Luke, mhm," she said quietly, catching Luke's eyes. Arha let her thoughts sit in the forefront of her mind, loud enough that she had no need of the Force to project them. It was a request to pull back on the Force a bit for Renne's sake as she was still unsure as to if feeling projection was the equivalent of direct contact with the Force.

Making her little blue friend ill, was not such a good thing. It still worried at her.

"Luke, that's right."

He caught those thoughts after a moment, and pulled in, made his Force presence as small as he could without vanishing entirely. Luke could hide in the Force--he'd learned it from his son who'd learned it from Jacen--but that'd make Mara worry, and if there was one thing that none of them needed, it was more troubling thoughts.

"You two sure look cozy," he said. Luke kept his hands away from his lightsaber and crysknife, where Renne could see them clearly.

That is, if the Renne could see at all.
Which, incidentally, he can't.

Thus, the slower, measured movements and nearly constant fact of at least a hand/paw or a foot touching something, be it the floor or, in this case, Arha's lap. Oh, and, ah, he's not being rude or anything but no, the Renne's not "looking" anywhere or reacting to any visual stimuli. Never has, never will.

Chirrup. Sniff.

"Eeee. Looook noh hurrr-t Awrrrr-ha."

"Mm, Luke is a very good friend," Arha said, her voice warm and soft. "He will not hurt me, nor you. This is truth. Luke was the very first Jed-Eye that I met in this place."

There was, as always, a brilliant glow of affection when it came to Luke, though it was more muted thanks to ill rest the nightmares were inflicting. It was the sort of thing that would never fade, and Luke would always be the dearest of friends no matter what happened. Besides, she would do just about anything to protect him and Mara. Such was a thing not broken easily.

He flushed--even pulled in tight, Luke could sense that affection. It hadn't lost all of its effects.

"I could no more hurt Arha than I could hurt my wife or son," he said seriously. "She's like my own family. And you're her friend, which makes you just as important."

"Eeee -- Eeee?!"

The first words have the oddity relaxing a little. The ears aren't down so much they appear slicked-back anymore. More like a semi-relaxed flop, their current position. Well, until the Male's last words send those ears perking straight up.
Oh yes, caught this beastie by surprise, you did.

Arha just smiled, that smile of hers constant and unwavering as she leaned her head back against the meaty-plant chair behind her. Jed-Eye were always full of surprises, something she knew by association. Luke got an amused glance, but there was also a bubble of sunshine that went with it. He was family, her family. Maybe her first true family as Jed-Eye.

She could have hugged him tight for that, but she didn't move, she just smiled.

Luke's attention was on Renne, but the warmth that bubbled up from Arha was like flying near a sun, something he couldn't ignore if he tried. And the disbelief from Renne was obvious, too.

"It's true," Luke said, smiling. "A Jedi doesn't tell lies.

A Jedi doesn't tell lies.

That gets a few things out of him. A twitch of his ears, a sniff and a questioning chirp. Shades of blue flash across his skin but that blue seems muted, as if overlaid with a kind of brown slate.

"Eeee...Yeu noh tehll Un-trrroof?"

Everyone lied but there was truth in the statement. A Jed-Eye tried their best to approach every situation with truth in mind. Arha settled a little further into the meaty-plant chair behind her and blinked, watching Renne's skin flash colors.

"No untruths," Arha murmured, her voice quiet with a hint of amused curiosity to it.

Luke smiled. "No untruths," he repeated, sincere. "It's not the Jedi way. And it's not good for anyone, and it hurts people. I don't want to do that."

"Eeee. Rrr-enne leahrrrn Hew-mahns do 'lot."

It's not a flippant tone of voice; simply the observation of a life-form with a very long and very checkered history.
A chirp later and the oddity carefully crawl-bumbles toward this Luke-person's scent. Scent. Not seeking by sight.

"Some humans do," Arha said, frowning lightly as she watched Renne move toward Luke. "Some lies are wrong, others are protective, and some are yet lies of the best intent gone wrong. Truth can be a difficult thing to speak sometimes, for Humans, and for others. But the truth is a precious thing, something worth holding above those who would hide it. That is what I believe."

He stretched a hand out toward Renne, watching intently. This was, he felt, a rather important moment - and one he didn't want to potentially ruin with words. In other situations, Luke would have projected his goodwill in the Force, but here, he had to rely on his own conviction in his intentions. It was, he thought idly, an illuminating experience.

Sniff.

It's clumsy and probably looks utterly silly but the first thing the Renne's face runs into is one of this Luke-person's legs. Nose-twitching, he sniffs until the outstretched hand is found.
At which point?

Another sniff. Then a lick.

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