001 { Siri's arrival

[responsibleformyownrisks]

[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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[borntorebel]

[Leia was headed back to House 46 after her Thursday afternoon session at the battle dome. It had been a particularly grueling simulation of Endor's moon that she'd managed to recreate. The difference between it and her memories was the dim had a better hit rate than actual Stromtroopers.

Her knee and shoulder both had been burned by laser fire and she'd had to check in the clinic to get a cut on her arm healed before going home. Who knew that Han Solo would turn into the kind of husband who worried over every bruise snd scrape his wife accumulated? It was just easier to have one of the healers take care of it. Her own attempts at healing herself with the Force were still woefully inadequate.

She stops when she hears the familiar word in a female voice. Hearing Han say it was a nearly every day thing, but she thought that the only women who would use it were also fairly unlikely.

A hand slides down to the blaster at her waist and pulls it from the holster. On light feet, she steps closer to where the voice came from. She lets her consciousness graze the Force and was surprised to find another Jedi so close by.]

Whose there?

[thefinaljedi]

[The presence of an unfamiliar Force presence was not lost on Luke. His subconscious mind rarely stopped feeling around anymore, now that the New Feather cycles were more frequent, though admittedly more out of concern for the possibility of Palpatine or another Sith's arrival than any strange Jedi. And with as many newcomers from home as there had been lately, he didn't feel unjustified in doing so. If someone needed help, then he should give it. Especially from home.

So, he'll come trotting up a moment later, a burning beacon in the Force.]

Uh...hello there.

[Action] Y HALO THAR

[averybadfeeling]

[As was typical for Obi-Wan, he was out by himself at the moment, away from the emotional turmoil of the village and of his housemates.

Which is why the sudden presence of that nagging, almost achingly familiar presence caught his interest. He begins moving toward the newcomer quickly, that old familiar presence becoming stronger, until finally he found it.

Found her.

And Obi-Wan is just going to stare for a minute, trying to figure out what exactly to say.]

"... Hello, there."

[It'd do.]

[notsosolo]

[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.

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[padme_amidala]

( The expletive is enough to get her attention. She hurries outside, holding a flashlight to make her journey easier. )

Hello? Is someone there?

( Padmé is wearing a loose gown and what looks like a cloak. It's safer if she keeps her identity questionable until she knows more. )

Are you hurt?