[ She has to laugh at that because it hadn't really been intended as such but she can certainly roll with it. ]
I've always enjoyed the physicality of fighting. Practicing, studying new styles— It's all something I can control, where some of the biggest parts of my life were uncontrollable. And it helps me to not feel so powerless.
[ Which is something she actively struggles with after her time in the war. But that isn't really the point of this conversation. ]
I used to train with Grievous but we only had a few weeks together before he left. So if you're ever up for a challenge...
[Obi-Wan was listening with rapt attention. He could certainly see where she was coming from. Though a Jedi relied heavily on their lightsaber, they were also trained in physical combat. One had to be prepared if they were without their weapon for some reason.
Though as she went on, his eyes went wide in surprise and he stopped them in their tracks.]
[ Similarly, she'd trained for hand-to-hand combat in case she found herself in a situation unable to borrow powers from another mutant. It had only taken one single battle for her to understand just how much she needed another way to defend herself than her passive power.
Frowning at his question, she tilts her head slightly to the side, not understanding in the slightest why he's so surprised. ]
He offered private lessons. I'd still be training with him if he was still here, he was an excellent teacher.
[ Oh. It strikes Rogue, as she listens to Obi-Wan explain, that she really knows very little about the goings on of his universe. She's learned some bits and pieces from the network, and from listening to Hux, but there are still gaping holes in her understanding. ]
I'm glad you did, I'm sure it was good for you both.
[ Suddenly one of her conversations with Grievous made a good deal more sense than it had at the time. ]
He always seemed very conflicted about things. I'm sorry he's gone, I would have liked to have known him better.
He was not that way before. Just before I was ported out a year ago it was discovered he was being controlled by someone. Who also happened to be here at the time.
The device that was used to enslave him was removed, and his mind became his own. That is the Grievous you knew.
We made a truce, though it’s hard to say if we would have ever been friends. Still, I’m glad we had that opportunity as well.
[This was becoming a heavy topic though and wasn’t really why they had come out here. So when a Chinese restaurant nearby caught his eye, he decided to nod in that direction.]
[ She just nods at his explanation, understanding that there's a lot about that particular relationship that she does know or fully grasp. Honestly, she welcomes the change of topic and peers over at the restaurant in question. ]
I think I agree. Let's give it a try.
[ Hopefully it will be a pleasant experience and neither of them will end up with food poisoning. ]
[With a nod at her agreement, Obi-Wan’s expression shifted into a smile once more.
Crossing the street, they headed into the restaurant with the name Beijing Jade Dragon. It certainly sounded impressive enough, and had round paper lanterns hanging in the window.
When they entered though, the place was dimly lit and had a bit of a musty smell to it that mingled with the aroma of the food.
Upon noticing them, a waiter hurried over and enthusiastically directed them to a table. There were not many people there, and so they were placed in a quiet corner. Menus were pushed in front of them with the man chattering about their honored Import guests before hurrying away to get them drinks.]
Well... it’s hospitable enough I suppose.
[The Jedi trying to look on the bright side as he looked around the dank place with its cheap decor.]
[ It might not be a five-star location but there was something charming about it nonetheless, for Rogue if not Obi-Wan. There was something nostalgic about it, the cheap decorations and slightly old feeling combining with the earnestness of the staff to remind her of a restaurant that had once been the town over from the mansion. ]
It is that. [ Rogue couldn't help but laugh quietly at the comment as she picked up a menu, glancing over the familiar selections. ] Have you had much Chinese food before?
[While he couldn’t quite relate with Rogue’s nostalgia, as they didn’t have this sort of thing back home exactly, he can’t say that there are not similar places. He had been to quite a number of them, though had no particular feeling towards any. The southern dinner in Nonah was the closest he got to that here.
Also picking up the menu, the Jedi puzzled over it. He knew what a few things were but still found himself at a loss.]
Only a few times. Honestly, I still haven’t gotten the hang of the sticks you eat with.
[Anakin had actually brought Chinese takeout when he arrived this last time. He resorted to forks.]
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I've always enjoyed the physicality of fighting. Practicing, studying new styles— It's all something I can control, where some of the biggest parts of my life were uncontrollable. And it helps me to not feel so powerless.
[ Which is something she actively struggles with after her time in the war. But that isn't really the point of this conversation. ]
I used to train with Grievous but we only had a few weeks together before he left. So if you're ever up for a challenge...
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Though as she went on, his eyes went wide in surprise and he stopped them in their tracks.]
You trained with General Grievous?
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Frowning at his question, she tilts her head slightly to the side, not understanding in the slightest why he's so surprised. ]
He offered private lessons. I'd still be training with him if he was still here, he was an excellent teacher.
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Seems he was rather busy during my absence.
[He pauses though as he realizes her confusion and decides he should explain.]
You see, he and I... well, were enemies. He fought on the other side of the war, killed many Jedi, and took their lightsabers even.
We have a past.
Though I’ve since come to discover here that he was little more than a tool, like the rest of us. We made our peace before he left.
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I'm glad you did, I'm sure it was good for you both.
[ Suddenly one of her conversations with Grievous made a good deal more sense than it had at the time. ]
He always seemed very conflicted about things. I'm sorry he's gone, I would have liked to have known him better.
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The device that was used to enslave him was removed, and his mind became his own. That is the Grievous you knew.
We made a truce, though it’s hard to say if we would have ever been friends. Still, I’m glad we had that opportunity as well.
[This was becoming a heavy topic though and wasn’t really why they had come out here. So when a Chinese restaurant nearby caught his eye, he decided to nod in that direction.]
I think that might be worthy of our adventure.
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I think I agree. Let's give it a try.
[ Hopefully it will be a pleasant experience and neither of them will end up with food poisoning. ]
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Crossing the street, they headed into the restaurant with the name Beijing Jade Dragon. It certainly sounded impressive enough, and had round paper lanterns hanging in the window.
When they entered though, the place was dimly lit and had a bit of a musty smell to it that mingled with the aroma of the food.
Upon noticing them, a waiter hurried over and enthusiastically directed them to a table. There were not many people there, and so they were placed in a quiet corner. Menus were pushed in front of them with the man chattering about their honored Import guests before hurrying away to get them drinks.]
Well... it’s hospitable enough I suppose.
[The Jedi trying to look on the bright side as he looked around the dank place with its cheap decor.]
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It is that. [ Rogue couldn't help but laugh quietly at the comment as she picked up a menu, glancing over the familiar selections. ] Have you had much Chinese food before?
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Also picking up the menu, the Jedi puzzled over it. He knew what a few things were but still found himself at a loss.]
Only a few times. Honestly, I still haven’t gotten the hang of the sticks you eat with.
[Anakin had actually brought Chinese takeout when he arrived this last time. He resorted to forks.]