Peter Octavian (
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From the Preserve to MCA, Saturday
It was fairly quiet out here in the preserve; the odd animals seemed uninterested in Peter, which was fine with him. He wasn't out here to animal-watch.
It had gotten oppressive in his apartment, the walls seeming to press on him along with the memories. He still needed to do more, though. The magic was coming back to him, and he needed to remember more.
The air crackled slightly around him as he sank to his knees and took a deep breath. He cupped his hands together, channeling the excess energy into a ball, then pushing it away to dissipate in the air. He took another breath and sank back into the memories of Hell, searching for what he needed. From the outside, it might look like meditation, if you ignored the expression on his face.
[Expecting one!]
It had gotten oppressive in his apartment, the walls seeming to press on him along with the memories. He still needed to do more, though. The magic was coming back to him, and he needed to remember more.
The air crackled slightly around him as he sank to his knees and took a deep breath. He cupped his hands together, channeling the excess energy into a ball, then pushing it away to dissipate in the air. He took another breath and sank back into the memories of Hell, searching for what he needed. From the outside, it might look like meditation, if you ignored the expression on his face.
[Expecting one!]
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"There's another long story in that one, though I suppose we've got the time, don't we?" He took a sip. He was starting to see why Obi-Wan seemed to always have the stuff on hand. "It's all about light and dark. Peace and passion. Checks and balances and that whole... thing."
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Kanan was going to skip all the midi-chlorian babble. It looked like Peter was confused enough about the things coming out of his mouth without getting into microscopic force-sensitive beings that lived in the bloodstream.
"There are a lot of different interpretations of the Force. A lot of people who use it differently. But the two most commonly known groups are... were.. the Jedi and the Sith. The Jedi align themselves with the light, and the Sith with the dark." He waved vaguely toward Peter's hands. "The Sith are also a bit notorious for their affinity for shooting lightning bolts from their hands."
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He concentrated briefly and sent a green glow flowing down his arms to pool around his mug, heating the tea a bit more before it dissipated.
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Results: Inconclusive. Whether that was because Kanan was so out of practice really remained to be seen.
"I've been aware of the Force and its role in my life since as far back as I can remember," he noted, shrugging it off. There would be plenty of time to figure that much out later. "It's hard to picture who I would be if I had never known it."
Maybe he'd have family. Where that family was, he had no idea. It wasn't as though he remembered his homeworld, after all. He certainly wouldn't be taking a little breath and then levitating his own cup over to set it neatly on the table beside himself, the way he was now.
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And space, would he have liked to.
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You had no idea yet, Kanan.