id. skywalker | video | ota.

[blackclad]

The video feed shows a young man with mousey brown(ish) hair, dressed in neat, but worn black clothing. His eyes are bright blue, and his smile is soft and genuine.

"Hello, I'm Luke Skywalker. I've been brought aboard as a Warden, and it's good to meet you. I'm not great at introductions, so you're welcome to ask me whatever you like, and I hope you'll forgive a trite question to break the ice."

Looking suitably contrite, he ducks his head, and scrubs a hand over the back of his neck.

"What's the best and/or worst advice you've been given?"

Comments

[goty]

Sounds like you fell in with a weird fuckin' crowd.

[blackclad]

You're not wrong.

I suppose the trick is either playing fair and not minding when you lose, or getting good enough at cheating and running very, very fast. Or just don't play.

[ He makes a wibbly wobbly gesture with his gloved hand. ]

I'm not being metaphorical or anything. No riddles, just actual advice for playing dejarik.

[goty]

...Is that a card game?

[blackclad]

It's a strategy game on a board. Different pieces, all with different moves.

[ Space chess. It's space chess. ]

If you want to learn, I can teach you? Or if you want to learn how to cheat or have a running partner, we can try that, too.

[goty]

Uhh... yeah. Yeah, okay. You got the board and everything?

[blackclad]

I don't have a proper holoboard, but I can put something together.

[goty]

Oh, you're into arts and crafts, too? Figures.

[blackclad]

I was thinking of drawing the board on scrap paper and using bits and pieces of whatever looked good as markers.

[ It is going to be passable, but Not Great. ]

Mechanical things, yes; art, not at all. I could probably use some bolts for the pieces...

[goty]

Youuu could take apart the little-- cleaning guys. The robots.

[As if from a distance, she recognizes something like interest in her voice, maybe even excitement. Oh, right, duh. She likes playing games.]

[blackclad]

I could!

[ His face lights up and he's already getting ideas. Is he going to gleefully end up gently poking through the guts of one of the not-mouse droids? You bet. ]

If you want to meet up with me when I do it, you can see where all the bits go?

[goty]

Uh- yeah. That sounds- sure. Where are you?

[Why does she care, this is weird.]

[blackclad]

I'll be in the loading bay, trying to convince one of the droids to let me take it apart.

[ Do the cleaning robots have awareness? Luke is about to find out. ]

id: viktor;

[grindset]

[This guy sounds weary.]

I have plenty of loose parts that would be suitable for use as game pieces. You needn't randomly disassemble the automatons.

[blackclad]

Oh! Thank you. I wouldn't have harmed any of them, but that sounds better. If you want to play, I'd be happy to do a game with you as well?

[grindset]

[Ah, crap.]

Ehh, maybe later... I have a lot to do.

[goty]

C'monnnn, Vik.

[grindset]

[The flattest of flat deliveries:]

Do not call me that.

[As an afterthought, also flat:]

Please.

[goty]

[...Yeah, okay, she hates it when people give her nicknames, too. Fair's fair.]

C'mon, Viktor.

[grindset]

No. But thank you for the invitation.