I've been chillin' out on a star with my 5 star view

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: The space battle commences
When: After 3PM on the 19th to the 23rd
Where: In Space! On the Moon!
Summary: The battle finally begins! First there's asteroids to take down, then we finally arrive!
Rating: SPACE

MORE SPACE

All the details you need are here, so read up on it. This didn't get mentioned before, but you can tag the cultists instead of killing them. Details on this are on a previous draft post. Using the scanners are optional!

There will be a thread for interacting with NPCs, but they may not all go up at once, so keep an eye out for them.

Note: A log for the events in the village will go up on the 21st, in time for the hurricane and droid incursion.

Comments

[averybadfeeling]

"I don't know if you appreciate how easily one could injure themselves with this blade. In my own order, we are given practice weapons incapable of causing more than a slight burn to train with. They are not to be taken lightly."

[And he had gotten a rather terrifying number of burns. If he had been using a true lightsaber, he'd have lost body parts, almost certainly.]

[lostpunk]

[Rufio frowns. Stupid adults and their stupid safety rules.]

I could probably handle it. You just don't want anyone else touching it.

[averybadfeeling]

[Oh, this conversation was not going the way Obi-Wan would have liked it to at all. He didn't need Rufio resentful. He definitely didn't need Rufio doing something dangerous to try and prove a point.]

"Let me propose a compromise, Rufio. If you use a pulse rifle for the remainder of the draft, and do your best to stay at a distance from the fighting, then I shall begin training you to use this very lightsaber when we return to the village."

[lostpunk]

I thought you said not everyone could use them.

Don't try to trick me into doing what you want.

[averybadfeeling]

[And suddenly, Obi-Wan's voice becomes much sharper, much cooler, and much more authoritative.]

"I said it required a great deal of training. I am offering that training. We would meet in the battledome, six afternoons a week, and there I would train with you."

[lostpunk]

[Rufio makes something of a face. That sounds too organized. Too much like school. Regular lessons?

His interest in the weapon dwindles.]

I don't like schedules.

[averybadfeeling]

[Hmm. That doesn't sound promising at all.]

"I see. Well, it was merely an offer- but should you wish to learn the technique of the lightsaber, the offer still stands. It is a demanding discipline, but like many martial arts, the rigorous discipline can be very rewarding."

[lostpunk]

I'll think about it.

[Lost boys are fickle, but if he has enough interest he might go for it anyway.]