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[hadthehighground]

Need to talk with Obi-Wan privately via amulet or want to physically meet him somewhere? This is the place to do it!

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[lothrat]

[During this conversation...]

Master Kenobi?

[Ezra's trying really hard to sound normal, but there's only so normal you can sound when you're stripped down to your shorts and shivering in an abandoned building with a near stranger. Embarrassment is the main emotion coloring his mental "voice," though hints of anger and frustration lace the edges, as well hesitation. Despite his assurances to Galen, he doesn't know if Obi-Wan's even in a position where he can help.]

Can I ask you for a favor?

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[hadthehighground]

[Obi-Wan had actually been resting when he received the call. Suddenly awoken by the sound of Ezra's voice in his head via the amulet. So give him a moment as he groggily awakens.]

Ezra? What do you need? Is everything all right?

[He could certainly feel the boy's emotions through amulet, enough for him to be concerned. Fortunately the sound of illness doesn't transmit through these things.]

[lothrat]

[Honestly, with everything that just happened, Ezra forgot that Obi-Wan is still sick. Sorry about that, Obi-Wan.]

I...

[Dammit, now that it comes to actually asking, how does he even go about admitting he just got all his clothes stolen from him? Ezra grimaces, the chagrin growing stronger through the connection.]

...can you bring me some clothes? For me and a friend?

[Maybe he can get away with not explaining at all.]

[hadthehighground]

[There is a long pause... a really long pause. Because Obi-Wan can only imagine exactly WHY Ezra and his friend need clothes. Boy what are you getting up to over there.]

I can. They may be a bit big for you unless you have any spares of your own.

[No questions asked. At least not yet.]

[lothrat]

[That "yet" is the part that he's dreading, but until then, Ezra can only be grateful to dodge that bullet!

Besides, it's not like he was getting up to anything weird!]

Bigger's probably better for him.

[Galen's pretty tall, compared to him.]

I think he's as tall as you. And... [He is grimacing so much here. He really should have gotten some spares, but he's never thought too much about his clothes, either living on the streets or on the Ghost. He has a spare set of shorts for when it's laundry day, but that's it. That's not going to do him much good here.]

I'll take whatever you can find.

[hadthehighground]

[Except that Obi-Wan doesn't know it's not anything weird yet. He can only speculate. And weird things are certainly part of that speculation.]

All right. Where are you?

[The Jedi has by now hauled himself out of bed and is getting dressed for going outdoors. Grabbing some spare robes, he had made patterned after his originals, in the process.]

[lothrat]

[Ezra's going to die from embarrassment at some point, isn't he.]

I'm...

[Wait, where is he? He hadn't been particularly paying attention to the street names when he and Galen had been chasing that thing. Ezra frowns, then tentatively focuses on sending a picture of his path to Obi-Wan, starting from the last point where he'd known where he was and ending at the abandoned building. Thank goodness for decent memories.]

Thank you, Master Kenobi. We really appreciate this.

[He is cold, and he is starting to consider the very real possibility of having to hug Galen for warmth, and that's going to be all kinds of awkward.

Aaaand Obi-Wan might have just gotten his mental picture of that entirely by accident.]

[hadthehighground]

[Thankfully, being an Enforcer has gotten him quite familiar with Verens. So he has at least a rough idea of where Ezra is at. So between his knowledge of the city layout and the Force, he should be able to find him just fine.]

You're very welcome, Ezra. I'll be there soon.

[And then there's that mental picture and... yeah.]

Just... don't do anything too rash before I get there.

[And with that he'll cut the connection and be on his way.]