Meet-n-Greet

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After being released from stasis, having the slime removed from their bodies and clothed in the creepy, pulsing leaf-suit that everyone wore, and being taken to the Weapons & Possessions lockers to collect their belongings, the new arrivals would find themselves standing in the Observation Deck. Round windows lined the fleshy walls, revealing the bright display of lights that was inter-dimensional travel. They would also discover that there were people--members of the command staff and crew that had woken earlier--waiting for them.

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Amused, she watched the leap, tilting her chin up at him. Interesting. Feeling a touch playful, rare enough for her, she flashed a grin and moved. There was a blur and she seemed to appear next to him, two fingers on his shoulder and soft laughter on her lips.

"It is The Weirding Way," she whispered and moved soundlessly back into the cave, not a single stone disturbed.

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Luke followed her, contemplating the surge of energy he'd felt when she'd... moved as she did. It had come to him, in its echoing way, still more wild than the Force was. Not more primitive... but less controllable.

Laying down on the pallet that he'd chosen before, Luke rolled into the blanket and listened to the silence, a blessed relief after the din of the weapons and possessions lockers and the Observation Deck after that. He was tired, exhausted to the core of himself. He missed Ben deeply, missed his sister and Han and even the droids.

With a sigh, Luke sought to quiet his mind in preparation for sleep. It wouldn't be very restful if all that came to him were nightmares.

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Arha ate a spice cake, which ostensibly was the protein mash spat out by the ship, and felt better for it. She made little sound as she moved to cover the luminescent moss filled baskets (they were not real either, but it felt familiar and right) to do so. After drawing the door flap down and securing it tightly so the sand wouldn't leak in, she sat cross legged, close enough to be a comforting presence.

She could feel it, still, the lingering sense of energy or power, like a thing half glimpsed out of the corner of the eye. Something silvery, possibly blue. Her palms itched with residual energy, like the calming she'd done wasn't enough. Arha massaged her palm with a thumb and frowned gently. She was the Watcher this night.

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When his mind was sufficiently calmed, Luke cracked his blue eyes open a moment and stared into the darkness. He was warm and comfortable, surprisingly.

"Arha?" he called softly. "Thank you for letting me stay here. I know it must be odd to have someone else in your sanctuary."

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"You are welcome," she murmured. "It saw no one but me when I was there. For once, it is good to share it." Her knuckles brushed out, just barely grazing his temple. "It is good to find comfort in a place that wakes one so rudely. Sleep. I will be here still when you wake."

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His eyes closed again, amusement flooding him; after spending an indefinite amount of time in a pod, asleep, here he was scant hours after awakening going back to sleep.

"Get some rest yourself, Arha, you're tired," Luke said quietly, before dropping off.

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Arha didn't reply with anything more than a soft hum.

She did rest, but she didn't sleep. Not truly. Arha dozed sitting up, her eyes open, and her senses sharp. So much as a pinprick would snap her into a fighting stance, should it be necessary. It would not be necessary, but still, a Watcher was prepared. It was not precisely the right term to use, but it suited the occasion. Arha was not at all bothered to sit this still.

It gave her time to order her thoughts, to speak to the mothers-within, and to test her senses.