[On Jakku it had been a necessity, but it's a habit that stuck with her even when she no longer had to worry about the sun rising and the temperature on a desert planet shooting up through the roof and turning the metal starships she scavenged from into literal ovens.
She looks him over for a moment, eyeing where she got that hit in on his shoulder and then tracking up and down his body, gauging without pulling on the Force if-]
Did you want to quit or would you be up for going again?
[It is very possible she would spar with him until one or both of them passed out.]
๏ผ he could, of course — he has never truly lacked the capacity to go well beyond what he should. it is the act of seeing his body as a tool to be wielded rather than something he owes any measure of kindness to. something to inhabit, and damage or destroy as necessary.
so, as to continuing? that would be a simple matter.
however, after a moment, he shakes his head. ๏ผ
I think I would prefer breakfast. Would you like to join me?
[That's the benefit to being on good terms with a Jedi, then. Free heals when you've done too much but still have more you need to get up to.
It doesn't take her much effort to switch modes from wanting to keep fighting to being more than ready to eat, so with a nod she just turns to pick up the swords she'd so carelessly tossed aside. Rather than use the Force for something so mundane she returns them and the staff to the wall of weapons, setting them carefully back into their proper spots.
There's a moment as she's hanging up the staff, though, that her hand lingers on it.
But she won't dwell. A plan is already forming, a solution, but for now she turns back to Itachi to focus on the much more important question of food.]
Mm. I generally prepare dishes you may not recognize by their names — ๏ผ after all, finn didn't, he has no reason to suspect that rey might know what he means when he says miso. but he has encountered many situations where others recognize a similar dish by another name, so instead he describes them as plainly as he can. ๏ผ but breakfast is customarily a type of protein such as fish or egg, rice, and a broth soup made from a fermented legume.
๏ผ plain, simple fare. he still makes okayu when he is craving it, though it is no longer a kindness done to a failing body. ๏ผ
Other side-dishes can be added as one desires, though I tend to first take stock of what is available in the kitchens.
[Bro calm down she's used to bread that's made by mixing powder and water.
But there's a definite interest to her as he lists all those things whether she would know the names or not, a never ending desire to learn about the different types of food that exist and, much more importantly, to eat them.]
If you tell me what to do I'll help you, that sounds like a lot of work for just one person.
[Plus with two people cooking it'll mean it all gets finished faster and she's that much closer to eating all this mystery food.]
๏ผ frankly, he finds it soothing. but it is not a no, either, as he forms the seals for a shadow clone. it remains behind to clean the room as the two of them carry on towards the kitchens. ๏ผ
[That's easy for him to say, but there's nothing to be gained by pointing out that even one dish per meal is something to be considered just this side of extravagant and worth offering to help with.
What's easier to focus on is the gestures he makes, the clone appears and starts to clear away the mess they've left and, more interestingly, the fact that he draws no attention to what she's sure most people would consider something quite unique. If he weren't being so humble about it she might compare him to Luke, a silent display of ability that her master would have used to show off looking simply like an easy extension of power that's as easy as breathing for Itachi.
She watches over her shoulder as she falls into step beside him, but chooses not to comment when he doesn't. If he wanted to talk about his powers he'd do it and she doubts she'll get anything out of it if she decided to pry.]
๏ผ he cants his head faintly to one side. he and finn have focused very little on the concept of the jedi, save for that one evening in taeum beneath the blush of distant aurora, nested like a ribbon between the stars. he remembers helping the man master the force to walk on water as shinobi do, and while he practiced — the talk of the sects, dark and light, and how the jedi were all but annihilated.
he had said that his best friend was the only remaining jedi, then. the girl he now knows to be rey.
he doubts there are many secrets between the two — but his loyalty is still to finn first, which is why he deliberates before he answers. ๏ผ
He told me about the 'light' and 'dark' sides of the Force. That the Jedi were often viewed as heroes.
[She's learned in her time here that Finn has been very open about far more than she might be comfortable with if it were anyone else spilling secrets, but so far the people he's told, the things he's decided to share, it hasn't lead to anything horrible. There have been no drawbacks so far and if she had to be honest about it, it's been a bit of a relief to not have to explain things herself.
To not have to wonder quite so much what people will think of the things she can do when they knew long before she even arrived. Whatever Finn has said she could never fault him for and if she knew that Itachi was protecting him she would only feel gratitude.]
The order itself is all but dead in everything but spirit, there hasn't been anyone willing to pass on the teachings or the knowledge in decades so almost everyone just assumes they're myth now.
[There's a pause, only a short one, as she takes in a breath and lets it out before just getting it out of the way. All of this is surface level, not something that he could use against her in any way, so it doesn't bother her much to say it when she'd told him she would after the finished sparring.]
I'm the last one, but there are plenty of people who are sensitive to the Force and would benefit from training. When I go back I want to do that. Jedi fight with lightsabers like the ones I have now, not a staff. It's - symbolic.
[There might be a little bit of distaste creeping into her tone now.]
[And he gets a huff of a laugh out of her, quick and amused but also with a bit of a grim smile.]
They still talk to me. So. My old master was definitely the type to tell me I'm doing it wrong if I am.
[Luke was not at all shy to push his own opinions on others, but at the same time he had been one of the biggest proponents that the Jedi got so much wrong. He'd support her, and if he didn't she's sure that Leia would find some way to reach through the Force and smack him until he relented.]
By the time Finn and I had any exposure to it the Force and the Jedi had faded to nothing but myth. Parts of it do need to change, I can't deny that, but-
[She stops herself there, glancing over at Itachi and not entirely sure why she's spilling so much of this out. Is it just because he's friends with Finn that she was just about to point out that she still thinks of herself as just a scavenger from Jakku most days, with no right to change something with centuries of history? Finn's seal of approval does count for a lot, but this is definitely getting too close to oversharing.
Budding friendship. Gross, kill it with fire.]
It's too early to be talking about destiny. Tell me more about the food you're going to make.
๏ผ the implication that she speaks to the dead through the force does make him quirk one eyebrow faintly. he is not surprised, per se — it is not a significant leap that one might do so via the manner of energy he understands as being the force.
he does have questions — but for now, he sets them aside. ๏ผ
Let me ask instead — do you have a preference for what manner of protein you may prefer? That will inform the rest of the meal.
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[On Jakku it had been a necessity, but it's a habit that stuck with her even when she no longer had to worry about the sun rising and the temperature on a desert planet shooting up through the roof and turning the metal starships she scavenged from into literal ovens.
She looks him over for a moment, eyeing where she got that hit in on his shoulder and then tracking up and down his body, gauging without pulling on the Force if-]
Did you want to quit or would you be up for going again?
[It is very possible she would spar with him until one or both of them passed out.]
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so, as to continuing? that would be a simple matter.
however, after a moment, he shakes his head. ๏ผ
I think I would prefer breakfast. Would you like to join me?
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It doesn't take her much effort to switch modes from wanting to keep fighting to being more than ready to eat, so with a nod she just turns to pick up the swords she'd so carelessly tossed aside. Rather than use the Force for something so mundane she returns them and the staff to the wall of weapons, setting them carefully back into their proper spots.
There's a moment as she's hanging up the staff, though, that her hand lingers on it.
But she won't dwell. A plan is already forming, a solution, but for now she turns back to Itachi to focus on the much more important question of food.]
What did you have in mind?
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๏ผ plain, simple fare. he still makes okayu when he is craving it, though it is no longer a kindness done to a failing body. ๏ผ
Other side-dishes can be added as one desires, though I tend to first take stock of what is available in the kitchens.
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But there's a definite interest to her as he lists all those things whether she would know the names or not, a never ending desire to learn about the different types of food that exist and, much more importantly, to eat them.]
If you tell me what to do I'll help you, that sounds like a lot of work for just one person.
[Plus with two people cooking it'll mean it all gets finished faster and she's that much closer to eating all this mystery food.]
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๏ผ frankly, he finds it soothing. but it is not a no, either, as he forms the seals for a shadow clone. it remains behind to clean the room as the two of them carry on towards the kitchens. ๏ผ
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What's easier to focus on is the gestures he makes, the clone appears and starts to clear away the mess they've left and, more interestingly, the fact that he draws no attention to what she's sure most people would consider something quite unique. If he weren't being so humble about it she might compare him to Luke, a silent display of ability that her master would have used to show off looking simply like an easy extension of power that's as easy as breathing for Itachi.
She watches over her shoulder as she falls into step beside him, but chooses not to comment when he doesn't. If he wanted to talk about his powers he'd do it and she doubts she'll get anything out of it if she decided to pry.]
How much has Finn told you about the Jedi order?
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he had said that his best friend was the only remaining jedi, then. the girl he now knows to be rey.
he doubts there are many secrets between the two — but his loyalty is still to finn first, which is why he deliberates before he answers. ๏ผ
He told me about the 'light' and 'dark' sides of the Force. That the Jedi were often viewed as heroes.
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To not have to wonder quite so much what people will think of the things she can do when they knew long before she even arrived. Whatever Finn has said she could never fault him for and if she knew that Itachi was protecting him she would only feel gratitude.]
The order itself is all but dead in everything but spirit, there hasn't been anyone willing to pass on the teachings or the knowledge in decades so almost everyone just assumes they're myth now.
[There's a pause, only a short one, as she takes in a breath and lets it out before just getting it out of the way. All of this is surface level, not something that he could use against her in any way, so it doesn't bother her much to say it when she'd told him she would after the finished sparring.]
I'm the last one, but there are plenty of people who are sensitive to the Force and would benefit from training. When I go back I want to do that. Jedi fight with lightsabers like the ones I have now, not a staff. It's - symbolic.
[There might be a little bit of distaste creeping into her tone now.]
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๏ผ he says that with a mild lift of his left shoulder. what he heard from finn did not endear the concept of jedi and sith to him in the least. ๏ผ
You will only teach the next generation that they must cut away parts of themselves to conform.
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[And he gets a huff of a laugh out of her, quick and amused but also with a bit of a grim smile.]
They still talk to me. So. My old master was definitely the type to tell me I'm doing it wrong if I am.
[Luke was not at all shy to push his own opinions on others, but at the same time he had been one of the biggest proponents that the Jedi got so much wrong. He'd support her, and if he didn't she's sure that Leia would find some way to reach through the Force and smack him until he relented.]
By the time Finn and I had any exposure to it the Force and the Jedi had faded to nothing but myth. Parts of it do need to change, I can't deny that, but-
[She stops herself there, glancing over at Itachi and not entirely sure why she's spilling so much of this out. Is it just because he's friends with Finn that she was just about to point out that she still thinks of herself as just a scavenger from Jakku most days, with no right to change something with centuries of history? Finn's seal of approval does count for a lot, but this is definitely getting too close to oversharing.
Budding friendship. Gross, kill it with fire.]
It's too early to be talking about destiny. Tell me more about the food you're going to make.
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he does have questions — but for now, he sets them aside. ๏ผ
Let me ask instead — do you have a preference for what manner of protein you may prefer? That will inform the rest of the meal.