2nd [Video] An Invitation

[ridesthesun]

[Nomi's generally not fond of making broadcasts, but with all of the strangeness going on, disturbing dreams and memories shared between people...she'll make an exception. She faces the camera, face neutral and somewhat drained of color.]

Hello everyone.

Forgive me, it's been a while since I used this function, but I'm sure you've all felt the strange goings on. Memories not your own, the feelings of other people...and an influx of emotions not your own. I've had several such flashes in the last few days. And to that end, I...well I suppose I'd like to speak with the individuals with whom I've shared memories. I know not who, but I recall several names from the dreams. Holmes, Winchester, Celebrian, and Stark, as well as the planet Vulcan and some sort of drill. Those would be the clues I have thus far.

Please, contact me or find me in the Oxygen Gardens. Thank you.

[With that out of the way, the Jedi Grandmaster sends out a second broadcast]



This is Nomi, and I hope this finds all of you well. I have noticed a large influx of individuals from our galaxy lately and I believe that probably means something. Perhaps it is only random chance, but I've learned never to believe in coincidence. We should be working together, coming together with some sense of unity so that we can do the most good that can. It was something Quinlan and I spoke of before he departed, and I very much agree. Together we're far stronger and more useful. Through solidarity, we will be better equipped to handle the problems this ship throws at us.

To that end, I would like for all of us to meet as a group. Perhaps later this week? Say...two more days? And not just the Jedi. What I'm asking isn't a Jedi Conclave, but something for everyone. Brunch, if it suits you to call it that. I'll prepare some food from home, I'd ask that you do the same, or just bring something.

Thank you.

[OOC: This is a sort of catch-all for Stage 2 Event things. Please feel free to tag with action if your character would prefer. Prose or brackets is fine with me, I'll match]

Comments

[ridesthesun]

Yes. It is. They were Sith sorcerers, Satal and Aleema Keto. We were trying to prevent them from completing a ritual, only they used an illusion to trick us.

[There's a long pause...as she's not sure what to tell him.]

Does the memory bother you? I could...probably remove it.

[faithlessly]

Pretty sure the idea of you removin' anything from inside my noggin would be more disturbing. I'm good. [ beat. ] Can't offer you the same for whatever you saw.

[ridesthesun]

As you wish, a simple application in the Force. [The equivalent of a verbal shrug...]

I saw...or rather felt...you change into something. I assume it was you, given the perspective.

[faithlessly]

[ mmrrgh. he huffs a strained laugh. ]

Good times.

[ridesthesun]

...You're not human anymore, are you?

[faithlessly]

Nope, had my card revoked. [ sigh. ] Kinda new to the whole thing though. [ beat. ] Sorry about the whole, uh, hallway thing. Kinda lost it.

[ridesthesun]

I...[She pauses, huffing a bitter laugh.] I understand. It's forgotten, there's no ill will from me. And if there's a way I can help you control...whatever it is...I will do it. That's what the Jedi are supposed to do.

But tell me...what in the stars name happened to you? What was it you attacked me for?

[faithlessly]

[ he's smiling despite himself. at least, of all the people he'd attacked, not everyone seems to hate him now. ] It's alright, I think I got this.

[ and whatever amusement was in his voice vanishes quickly enough. he doesn't want to talk about this but then, he kinda owes it to her. ]

Uh- vampire hunt kinda went wrong. [ though he doubts she even knows what a vampire is. ] Your blood. That's what they-- we, I guess, drink, eat, consume-- or whatever you wanna call it.

[ridesthesun]

[Huh. So...]

So you were changed into a...vampire? I've never heard of such things, but I know a few diseases that make the afflicted crave blood.

Is it some sort of illness? Something treatable?

[faithlessly]

It's not, it's more-- what you are. I don't know.

[ he hesitates for a beat. ] Someone I trust said there's a cure but it's- uh, it won't work on me. Not here, anyway.