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Has anyone heard from Obi-Wan Kenobi lately? I've been unable to locate him and I'm starting to get worried.
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[Kylo Ren is back on the turtle, with a less dramatic entrance this time. And sans the helmet, which means you get a good look at the frown on his scarred face.]

I have been trying to get in touch with Lord Vader all day, but I was unable to do so. Master, if you receive this message, please respond to it.

[His frown deepens, annoyance bleeding into it now.] I must ask, is it normal to be sent back and forth at random? I found myself back where I should be as suddenly as I appeared here, and with no memory of my stay on this planet. Mere hours later, I woke up in the Wood Sector. When I got to the Welcome Center I was informed that two days had passed. I find it worrisome that I have no memory of that time.
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[It's pretty obvious by his uncertain tone and expression he's troubled about something.]

I've had time to think about this, but the turtle thing isn't metaphorical or some weird mythological stuff, is it? It's... literal, right?

[Or maybe he's stupid and is the only one taking it literally. Not that he'd say that right then and there.]

How, though? Someone tell me 'cause I honestly don't get it.
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If I understand this right, there could be people here I know, despite that I could swear I just talked to them at home, right? [Luke frowns, looking rather tired as he runs a hand through his hair, sitting at the console in the Welcome Center.] In that case, if anyone knows if Leia Organa or... [A pause, because does it work if the last you knew someone was frozen in carbonite and basically in coma?] Han Solo are here, please tell me. Or tell them Luke's looking for them.

[He smiles briefly, his expression brightening a little in general. Something strikes him then, though, and Luke's gaze lowers for a moment, frowning at something out of view before he looks up again.]

Aside from that, I'd like to know what sort of prosthesis are available, and the tools to repair them. Or if the tools could be adjusted for already existing ones. I don't need any of that at the moment, but you never know.

[Better be as prepared as he can, before something happens, for once. Especially in a new place. He's had his new hand not two weeks yet, and he's very, very aware of it... which is probably why this occurred to him at all.]
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[Later in the evening, some time after River's broadcast, Obi-Wan finally settles himself down at a console and looks a bit tired.]

My apologies for any panic or inconvenience that was caused. My colleagues and I were responsible for the fluctuations earlier.

We attempted to reach Tu Vishan's mind through the Force. While I can assure you he's there, I'm afraid he was unresponsive, aside from what everyone apparently witnessed.
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Good evening, everyone. I understand that recent events and revelations have been... shocking, to say the least. I would hope that all of us will reserve any judgment until we have heard the whole story, including Doctor Milyn's side. And that is all I will say on that.

There is another matter that I need to bring to your attention, and one that is quite pressing.

We have been grounded a few weeks. As most of you are aware, the purpose of landing Tu Vishan here was to afford us more time in finding a way to awaken him. I believe a means may be found by utilizing the power of the Xunutane. However, before I go to the heads of the families and the Dexedi with this request, I had hoped to gain both information to see if it is a viable means, and also input and suggestions from other foreigners.

Now something most intriguing occurred while I was making my inquiries- my path crossed with a number of metalworkers who were researching the crystals that caused last month's truth compulsion. I agreed to work alongside them in a number of experiments - one of which involved setting active crystals alongside those that gave no readings. There was a brief reaction in which the "dead" stones gave off a bit of light and I...

[He hesitates here because it's not so much that it sounds absurd, but more he simply doesn't have the words to describe it.]

...I saw many things, all at once. The interiors of caves and homes. It was as though I had hundreds of eyes all in different places.

[To tell the truth, he was rather disoriented after the whole ordeal and needed to go sit down and have a headache.]

Needless to say, the other metalworkers did not share in this vision. I believe it came about due to my soul gem - a hypothesis the metalworkers agreed to be possible, though I would like to repeat the experiment with other foreigners to verify. They have kindly permitted me a secure facility as well as aid in writing up questions.

As I'm sure you've gathered, we would require volunteers for this. I am seeking those willing to sit through the same experiment as myself. I am also looking for people with psychic or magical capabilities for getting a read on things.

I will ask that no volunteers be under the age of eighteen for these experiments as I cannot guarantee there is no risk involved.

If you would prefer more discretion than speaking here, you can contact me privately on this frequency.

I thank you, and bid you all a good evening.
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[The feed opens with a somewhat concerned and contemplative Obi-Wan Kenobi.]

My fellow Foreigners and the citizens of Keeliai, I have some news that I believe everyone here needs to be made aware of. 

[His tone is most serious, and he hopes that it will get the attention of anyone who sees this video.]

I've recently felt a disturbance in the Force. For those of you who are unaware, the Force is an energy field that penetrates and binds all living things. In my galaxy, those who are sensitive to it's power are granted extraordinary abilities. 

I do not know what this disturbance is, or where it is coming from, but I feel that it is significant. Thus I ask that everyone be mindful of themselves and their surroundings. If anyone notices anything unusual, I urge you to not keep it to yourself. Please either inform myself or make an announcement via the consoles. 

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[Padmé has seen some things in her life, but never before has she thought that she'd been stopped by machinery. These strange consoles have given her the hardest time and she only wishes to find out if anyone she knows is here. How she longs for the ease of the holos back home. But she does finally get the contraption to work and she smooths the lines around her eyes and face before setting to contacting the other people.]

Greetings, fellow Foreigners. My name is Senator Padmé Amidala. I am aware that the Welcome Center exists and I have been thoroughly educated about my current situation. [And if she could sound any more displeased about it, she would yell. But, proper decorum won't allow her to do so. Not when these people she's addressing aren't responsible. Or she's not pleading a case on the Senate floor.] Some of this sounds fantastical at best, but I won't sit here and beleaguer you all with how unpleasant I find this whole ordeal. I'm sure that it's been covered by many others by now.

There are only two things I wish to know that I think you all might be able to help me with. Do the names Bail Organa, Anakin Skywalker or Obi-Wan Kenobi sound familiar to anyone? If they do, please contact me.

The second is has anyone seen my protocol droid? He would appear to be a man of golden metal and responds to the name of C-3P0.

Any help you could give would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
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