[ It is fascinating to see soul-bonds distilled into bottles of colourful drinks. Potions, apparently. It reminds him a little of the magic the Nightsisters would weave. He does not doubt that they have similar vials in their arsenal, albeit with more sinister motivations. This seemed more like parlor tricks to earn a quick few credits. Though now he wonders if it can actually imitate a force-bond. He plucks one from the table, eyeing it before taking a sip.
Sometimes the best way to study something is to take the leap. Obi-Wan glances at his arm, watching numbers appear with a faint air of bemusement. ]
[ ii. single dances (duo) ]
[ Obi-Wan is one of the few Jedi who knew how to dance. Not that other Jedi can't or aren't capable. But it is not one of their requisite classes. They may be peace-keepers but they rarely grace the halls and parties unless they were on business. No, Obi-Wan knowing how to dance came from a personal reason. In the early days of Mandalore, when Satine was setting up her government. She had dragged him along for a few lessons and they had bickered all the way through.
It brings a quiet bittersweet smile to his face as Obi-Wan fetches another drink. He'll indulge any partner who asks. It's the least he can do for her. ]
[ iv. kiss and tell. ]
[ The lights had fascinated him. Even more so since he had trouble moving them with the Force. He tries again, his attention focused on the lights and not necessarily what's in front of him until the Force nudges at him, bringing his attention back to the present and he finds himself in front of another person. And they can no longer move very far part.
At least he looks apologetic. ]
My apologies. I should have been more careful.
[ wildcard. ]
[ you can hit me up via PM for specific plotting. ]
Obi-Wan Kenobi | Star Wars | OTA
[ It is fascinating to see soul-bonds distilled into bottles of colourful drinks. Potions, apparently. It reminds him a little of the magic the Nightsisters would weave. He does not doubt that they have similar vials in their arsenal, albeit with more sinister motivations. This seemed more like parlor tricks to earn a quick few credits. Though now he wonders if it can actually imitate a force-bond. He plucks one from the table, eyeing it before taking a sip.
Sometimes the best way to study something is to take the leap. Obi-Wan glances at his arm, watching numbers appear with a faint air of bemusement. ]
[ ii. single dances (duo) ]
[ Obi-Wan is one of the few Jedi who knew how to dance. Not that other Jedi can't or aren't capable. But it is not one of their requisite classes. They may be peace-keepers but they rarely grace the halls and parties unless they were on business. No, Obi-Wan knowing how to dance came from a personal reason. In the early days of Mandalore, when Satine was setting up her government. She had dragged him along for a few lessons and they had bickered all the way through.
It brings a quiet bittersweet smile to his face as Obi-Wan fetches another drink. He'll indulge any partner who asks. It's the least he can do for her. ]
[ iv. kiss and tell. ]
[ The lights had fascinated him. Even more so since he had trouble moving them with the Force. He tries again, his attention focused on the lights and not necessarily what's in front of him until the Force nudges at him, bringing his attention back to the present and he finds himself in front of another person. And they can no longer move very far part.
At least he looks apologetic. ]
My apologies. I should have been more careful.
[ wildcard. ]
[ you can hit me up via PM for specific plotting. ]