Event Log -- A Kin'coran Play-date

[lucetimods]

Who: Luceti vs. Kin’cora, preliminary social bout.
What: Luceti has been voluntold that they must host Kin’coran survivors of a Cultist invasion.
When: Kin’cora refugees will start arriving at the southern barrier around 12PM.
Where: Luceti, duh. All of it.
Summary: Can you still call it a humanitarian effort if not all of us are humans?
Rating: G to PG, folks. Take anything else to your appointments.

As described here. Couple things to keep in mind, folks!

Although the Kin’corans will arrive around noon, it’s a 30 mile trek from the southern barrier to the village. They do have some horses and carts but it will be a slow trickle into town, not a sudden flood.

Have fun with your NPCs. Remember -- if from a canon, they should be minor, off-screen characters. No one appable! If you have any doubts please err on the side of asking us.

Included below are some conversational snippets your characters can hear from various Kin’coran refugees. Additionally, your characters may be able to talk parts or all of a timeline for the Kin'coran enclosure out of the refugees. Use these instead of NPCs or in addition to them -- it’s up to you! Also remember to tag your [canon] character name to the log!

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Early in the Week

[redjacketthief]

[Unlike Luke, Lupin was going to be staying at the farm all week. It was a safer alternative than the village in his current state, even if it's inherent isolation carried more risk. He was willing to take it for the reprieve from excessive aggravation, but it left him weighing his options.

He had settled in the dirt near Hamal that morning, leaned up against the fence to compensate for his lethargy. A few supplies were nearby--a pair of binoculars, the magazines for his Walther, a canteen, but the small bottle he had in his hand was of note. Lupin held it in his hand and stared off into the distance, seemingly on alert.

The truth was that he was looking at nothing, but was deep in thought over an internal debate.

[thefinaljedi]

[Luke took note of the thief's fairly erratic behavior, and made it a point to check on the farm every day. Just to be sure that his housemate was doing alright. Luke couldn't remain there regularly, since he had a great deal of work to do. But today, he'd say hello. Something was definitely up]

You ok there?

[redjacketthief]

I'm okay enough. [He sighed--it wasn't truly a lie.]

Just thinking is all. How do things look up in the village?

[thefinaljedi]

They are pretty tense, honestly. Whats on your mind?

[redjacketthief]

Everything is tense right now, I can tell that just over the journals.

[He glanced over at Luke, knowing full well what it was that Luke wanted know.]

...Just having a debate is all. [He held up the bottle and shook it to rattle the pills inside. Did he really have to say it?]

[thefinaljedi]

A debate about?

[A raised eyebrow]

[redjacketthief]

...You can't figure it out.

[not a question.]

[thefinaljedi]

No. I can't.

[You gotta say it]

[redjacketthief]

...I'm in a Catch-22.

[thefinaljedi]

A what?

[redjacketthief]

A no-win situation. A debate where there is no good answer.

...Also a wartime black comedy novel by Joeseph Heller. I recommend it if you want a few laughs.

[thefinaljedi]

And what no-win situation is coming up?

[redjacketthief]

Do I want to be dizzy or do I want to be tired? Which is worse?

[thefinaljedi]

You want to be tired. Because you're taking that medicine.

[redjacketthief]

Tired is the last thing you want on a stake out, which is my entire problem here.

[Because he researched into the problems associated with the drug, but he knew his job. He knew that he should take it, but he hated knowing that he was compromised either way.]

[thefinaljedi]

This isn't up for debate. Do I need to call Law?

[redjacketthief]

[Another sigh--he knew that it was coming.]

No--I know. It's counter intuitive.

[thefinaljedi]

Then why even debate?

[redjacketthief]

Because of the Catch-22.

[thefinaljedi]

Take the pills.

[redjacketthief]

...

...

right.

[To prove it to Luke, he popped out the prescribed dose and took them with a deep swig from his canteen.]

[thefinaljedi]

Good.

[Luke watches, just in case]

The medicine is serious business, Lupin.

[redjacketthief]

I know it is. [He regarded the Jedi again, knowing full well that his lack of jest and playfulness was damning in and of itself. The situation was serious, and Lupin was uncomfortable because there was nothing that he could do.]

Why do you think I debated it so heavily? Why do you think I asked for a second opinion?

[thefinaljedi]

Because you do that, for whatever reason.

[Luke's not really playing along here you know]

[redjacketthief]

[Unfortunately, he's not playing at this point.]

Just say whatever it is that you want to say.