responsibleformyownrisks | 001 { Siri's arrival

[Action: locked to House 46, early evening]

[“Don’t worry so much.”...

One minute Siri was on Azure, dying, DEAD, and the next she... wasn't. She should be. But she wasn't. She was lying on the ground in a forest, of all places. Not a large one, there was a building close by - she could sense its inhabitants, although she didn't pay them any mind at the moment, too lost in the shock of arrival. Of dying. Drawing a sharp, desperate breath (not panicking; Jedi didn't panic. Not even dead ones), she faltered in rising to her feet. The sharp throb of pain in her shoulders; different from what she had been feeling not a moment ago, had her twisting around in an attempt to pinpoint the cause.

All she could do was STARE.]

KRIFF.

[Wings. She had wings. And they were blue. Force, now she knew she couldn't be dead. Unless becoming one with the Force was far stranger from what she'd been told... Not that that HELPED matters any. Or made her any less uneasy.

Or changed the simple fact that she SHOULD be dead. She exhaled unsteadily and forced herself to her feet, her wings flaring and ruffling in mirror to her emotions. Confusion, and the panic she was denying. First things first. She needed to find out where she was, what had happened. Then she could deal with... everything else. ]

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[At least it wasn't the bathroom this time. For some reason people kept showing up right by the house. Using words that pointed to them being one of theirs.]

Yeah, kriff about sums it up.

[And Siri's reaching for a lightsaber she still doesn't have. Huffing a frustrated breath and settling that empty hand on her hip, she gives the stranger a crooked smile.]

It really does.

[Her wings ruffle and flex in irritation. Her wings. It is going to take her a while to get used to that. To them.]

[Han recognizes the motion, even if he's not sure what exactly she's reaching for]

Weapons turn up in the shops in the village.

The wings, on the other hand, are... something we all have to get used to.

[That makes her breathe a little easier. A Jedi's lightsaber is their life.]

Good. I'd never hear the end of it if I lost my lightsaber.

[She winces. Or, she wouldn't have. And you'd think with the matter of... dying, that losing her lightsaber would feel like less of a failure. Glancing over her shoulder at the wings briefly she makes a face and turns her attention back to him.]

Force, I hope it gets easier.

Jedi, then.

[They seemed to get a lot of those around here.]

Sooner or later, things tend to happen to distract you, if nothing else.

[Especially if you're a Jedi. That probably means getting caught up in the madness that was all their lives.]

[She nods.]

Yes. Siri Tachi.

[Another short and to the point introduction.]

Well. That's something, then. [She needs distractions. Something to keep her preoccupied until she manages to get a handle on... everything. Deals with what has happened.]

Han Solo.

[He returns the nod. Apparently we're not doing handshake. He can handle that.]

I'm familiar with most Jedi from my time, but time's a kriffing mess here.

[He didn't say they were good distractions]

[There's something about what he says that strikes her as odd, but with everything ELSE she's dealing with, she doesn't pursue it for the time being.]

It sounds like it.

[Her wings ruffle irritably.]

How long have you been here?

About two months, by their calendar. Not far off the standard one.

[Though these seven day weeks certainly took some getting used to]

Luke's the real expert though.

Why do I have a feeling that's plenty long in a place like this.

I haven't seen the worst of it, but I'm starting to get a feel for things. Things were simpler when time was in order.

[She gives him a crooked smile.]

And my arrival probably doesn’t help that any.

Well. As far as you know you're not related to anyone who's already here.

[Simplifies things a bit.]

[She huffs a soft, tired laugh, her fingers unconsciously pressing against a spot on her chest]

That’s a kriffing guarantee.

You would think that.

[And yet...]

[She gives him a look, oddly amused despite all that has happened.]

Well, I’m a Jedi. And dead. Fairly certain I’ll be spared the whole unexpected family experience.

I'm sticking with "you would think that".

[Seriously this family is messed up]

[Her face says it all. It’s a combination of ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ and ‘are you serious?’, with a touch of ‘for star’s sake’ and a healthy dose of resignation to the fact that this is her life, now. Or whatever this is.

Her wings ruffle.]

If this place can attach wings like it’s nothing I suppose it could pull non-existent relatives out of nowhere, too. [Stang.] Something to look forward to. [The sarcasm is strong with this one.]

[He really wishes he was making this up]

I've had a remarkable number of long dead in-laws turn up here.

[Okay, he's had two. That is still a remarkable number. Most of the time one long dead in-law doesn't turn up.]

[She gives him a crooked smile.]

How many long dead in-laws do you have?

[That’s... a good point, actually. But the way he talks makes it sounds as though dead in-laws have been popping up out of the ground like hydenock trees.]

Four. Only her biological parents are here though.

[Unfortunately. He's pretty sure things would be slightly less awwward with Bail Organa than Anakin Skywalker.]

[That, at least, makes sense. It makes more kriffing sense than almost anything else about this place. But they existed, to be brought here. It would have to create beings to fill any sort of familial role, for her. By blood, at least. The closest they could manage out of the people in her life would be Adi. Or Ferus.]

When are they from, in our world?

[All the obvious reference points are possibly from her future. So he take a moment to think back a couple systems of calendar.]

About 15 years after the Great Resynchronization.

[She’s surprised that they’re from a point similar to hers, for some reason. She’s not sure why.]

What are their names?

[No one has told him that the fact that Anakin Skywalker ultimately had children is cause for such note. Even if he's certainly more comfortable with one of them than the other.]

Padme Amidala and Anakin Skywalker.

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