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[saucius]

A few things:

[ Exile doesn't waste time with pleasantries. She's sure they're all thrilled to be here and there's probably more than enough whining and nonsensical banter going on. Good times, thanks but no thanks. ]

So, how many of us are here? At all? And how many of is are out of the pods? Does anybody keep a tally?

Besides that, I know there are some Force sensitives out and about. You've probably felt me, too. You know that feeling of dread and despair that permeates the walls sometimes? That's me. I'd be interested in hearing about the state of the galaxy from where and when you're from.

[ Her main reason to know who's who is to avoid them, of course. She can't help but feel like she needs to keep tabs on anyone that might be a danger to others though. ]

And lastly: card games. Show me yours and I'll show you mine.

Comments

[saucius]

If you aren't Force sensitive you won't understand the explanation, although psychics and empaths might be able to feel it too if they try to get a read on me.

[axiomed]

[ And Charles is both of those things. ]

I find it unusual that you describe yourself as dread and despair.

[saucius]

[ Don't do it Charles it'll hurt your brain. And your soul. ]

Just saying it like it is.

[axiomed]

[ You make it sound like he makes good decision all the time. ]

Why is it that way?

[saucius]

[ Well at least he's not bald yet. Eeeeey. ]

Mistakes were made.

[axiomed]

[ Wow rude ]

And cannot be fixed?

[saucius]

Some things can't be fixed. And shouldn't, really.

[ She'll carry the death of millions with her for the rest of her life, quite literally so. ]

[axiomed]

Well, then. Perhaps fixing isn't the right word. Moving forward might be better. And more in the realm of possibility.

[saucius]

Oh sure.

Doesn't erase the damage that's been done. Sorry, it's not something I can freely explain.

[axiomed]

That's fine. I don't need to know the details.

[ Charles can make some educated guesses. ]

So it's just permanently etched?

[saucius]

[ Can he imagine the literal death of a planet? ]

Imagine a tapestry. Then imagine someone punching a hole in it. I'm that hole.

[ She said she wouldn't explain it... ]

[axiomed]

[ Well, he feels the entire planet on a regular basis. But let's assume he was saved before he felt Earth die. ]

A hole can be mended.

[ A beat, before he looks chagrined. ]

Sorry, it's just — I've never been fond of the idea of simply . . . letting things be. If there's a better way, I want to be able to try and find it.

[saucius]

You're one of those people that want to fix everything, aren't you?

[ She doesn't sound annoyed as much as she does tired. ]

Trust me on this, I'm doing you a favor by telling you to just let it go. This once.

[axiomed]

I can't fix everything.

[ His smile is faint, but bemused, tinged bittersweet. ]

If I could, I wouldn't be here. That being said, I find giving up to be far worse.

[saucius]

Well...

[ She's just going to shrug. Shrug all the way. ]

I'll concede as much. Not really in the mood to argue.

[axiomed]

It's not really an argument.

[ Tone it down, Charles. At least he has the grace to look sheepish once more. ]

Anyway, why the interest in, ah, Force sensitives?

[saucius]

Suuuure it's not.

And particularly strong Force sensitives can be quite troublesome to handle if they go on a power trip, so better know who's who before things start going south.

[axiomed]

[ He shrugs loosely. ]

Why is that? Why go on a power trip?

[saucius]

Power makes people act funny. Power that can potentially warp your very being? Not for everyone.

[axiomed]

[ There's no denying that. ]

Are there many of you here?

[saucius]

No, only other two that I can feel. It would take some expert skill to get past me though.

[ Only Revan could sneak past her and she hopes he's not running around without telling her. ]

[axiomed]

Then . . . perhaps we can work together to mitigate any potential . . . disasters.