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He's sleeping right now, but I'll be sure to do so once he's awake. No doubt he'll be glad to hear that you're okay and recovered as well.

You're welcome.
Here's hoping that this latest debacle will be the one that puts the poachers out of commission for good.

Yes, let us hope that is the case. If anything, perhaps this has made them more careless.

Also, if you have the time, perhaps we could visit? Though I warn you, I look very different now than I had the past couple of months.

I'd like that! Though unless you'd like to come over to our apartment, it'll have to be once Oma-kun is all recovered.
I don't want to leave him here all by himself, especially since his vocal cords and fingers still haven't regenerated yet.

But I take it that means you're no longer a waldgeist? I've changed back as well, and I...also typically look very different than I did the last time you saw me.
Even compared to when we were in that weird dream world.

That is understandable, and I don’t mind coming over as long as I’m not imposing.

No, I’m no longer a Waldgeist. It seems we will both have to get used to the other looking very different.

Not at all!
It would be nice to have some company and Oma-kun is still a werefox so he's going to be out like a light until at least sundown.
So you definitely wouldn't be bothering either of us.

Very good, I wouldn’t want to disturb him as his rest is essential to his healing. These days I also prefer to move about during the day, so that would work well.

Give me a time that is convenient for you and I will be there.

Now is fine, an hour from now is fine, two hours from now is fine...
Really, it's whatever works best for you. I'm just reading while I wait for Oma-kun to wake up.

I was planning to take a walk around Bavan. So I can make my way in your direction as I go.

Is there anything I can bring you while I’m at it?

No, I'm good. But thank you for asking.
Do you like tea?

Yes, I do. My people have always been rather fond of tea.

Alright, then I'll put some on for you once you're here.

I'll see you soon, then. :)

[Leaving the conversation at that, Obi-Wan returned the laptop ge was currently borrowing before officially being released from the clinic.

He spent his time leisurely walking around the city in the general direction of the apartment that Shuichi and Kokichi shared. Encountering a few beings on the way including a couple humans he had been working with lately. It was then that he got to see first hand what Shuichi was talking about.

It was about two hours later when the nymph came knocking on the shade’s door.]

[The shade jumps a little at the sound of the knock, quickly keeping into the kitchen for a second to turn the electric kettle on remotely with his telekinesis. There's only one person that can be, after all...it's not like they very often have people knocking on their door. But even so, he peeks out the peephole first.]

[Yup, that's Obi-Wan alright. At least...he's pretty sure it is.]

[The creature that opens the door is unlike the greyscale boy the Jedi met on his first day or in their shared dream. Save for the antenna-like tendril of shadow atop its head it's...really not recognizable as Shuichi at all. At least until it starts to speak. The voice is unmistakable, even if the quality has changed somewhat. It's distant and oddly echoed, in a way that almost makes it seem as though it's not coming from the shadowy body floating in the doorway.]

Ben-san! [He sounds very happy to see him though, and the bottoms of his round, glowing eyes curve upwards as though smiling. Though his voice is as soft as it usually is...Kokichi's werewolf exhaustion may have him out like a light but he still thinks it would be rude to shout when his friend so desperately needs rest.] Come in, come in.

[Even though there's no need for him to do so, he moves out of the way of the door, which is seemingly holding itself open of its own accord.]

You really weren't kidding about being a very different-looking monster now, were you?

[When the door opens, Obi-Wan takes a moment to peer curiously at the being on the other side. He knew it was Shuichi but he indeed look different. Like an ethereal spirit more than a boy, and there was a momentary ache in his heart as he remembered their past conversation.

But the happy greeting banishes those thoughts away and the Jedi smiled. Glad to see his young friend no matter what physical state he was in. Thus he accepted the invitation to come in and stepped across the threshold.]

No, I’m a far cry from the waldgeist I had once been.

[And thank goodness for that. He didn’t have to duck when he came in. Though if the pair of twigs on his head were any indication that might not last long.]

How are you, Shuichi?

[The small, studio apartment is more or less the same as the last time Obi-wan visited. The only noticeable differences being the that heavy blackout curtains drawn over the single window and the fact that the Murphy bed has been pulled down. Kokichi is fast asleep on said bed, curled up under some blankets. The curtains are clearly only there to prevent sunlight from entering the apartment, as the ceiling fixture provides more than enough light for the room.]

[Once Obi-Wan is inside, the door closes behind him, once again seemingly of its own accord.]

I'm doing well...much better now that everyone who was kidnapped has been released. [He was definitely very worried for a while there.] And yourself?

[Seeing Kokichi fast asleep in the bed Obi-Wan is sure to keep his voice down as well, though he’s not normally very loud to begin with. He then watches as the door closes on its own. Which is not really something unusual exactly among Jedi, but that’s the first he has seen such here.]

Far better than I was, though I’m still getting my legs back so to speak.

[While Obi-Wan’s legs are there, Shuichi might notice he is walking carefully and not as steady as he probably should be.]

Also, adjusting to plant life is already proving to be interesting.

[It's a little hard to tell, since he doesn't have pupils or irises, but the shade does glance down briefly at Obi-Wan's legs. Did they harvest his legs while they had him captured? Shuichi really wouldn't put it past them...Just seeing what they did to Kokichi made it clear that the poachers held little to no bars against against their monster captives this time.]

[Though he decides not to ask this...somehow it strikes him as bad form, dredging up traumatic memories that are still so fresh.]

I can imagine... [He gestures towards the couch, silently urging Obi-Wan to have a seat.] Turning into any sort of monster is always an experience but going from an animal to a plant...that seems like it'll have some...very unique circumstances to adjust to.

[Taking the invitation, Obi-Wan sat himself on the couch. It was comfortable enough and he soon reclined, taking the time to relax.]

Not only that, but also going from being undead to living again. Here I had thought dying was dramatic.

[It has definitely been an experience and continued to be see. For instance he would love to be able to take his cloak off and breathe more freely, but he left it on fir modesty’s sake. There was no need to flash the poor boy.]

Aha, y-yeah, the reverse is...a little disorienting, isn't it?

[All too well does he remember the feeling that had accompanied him when he first arrived in Ryslig. The feeling of rocks and debris on all sides, the knowledge that each breath could easily be the last...and then the abruptly that darkness becoming less crushing. Softer, but colder. Of being able to draw breath properly again as he had to dig himself out of the snow...]

[A shrill whistle from the kitchen snaps him out of his reverie. Excusing himself, he disappears into the little kitchen, returning after a few moments with a mug of steaming hot water and a few small tins floating along at his side. He sets all of these things down on the little coffee table in front of Obi-Wan.]

We only have tea bags, I hope that's okay. [And, sure enough, each of the tins bears a little label confirming that each contains a different flavor of tea bags, all of them black teas. Once that's done, the shade takes a seat on the couch (in as much as his intangible body CAN take a seat, anyway) next to Obi-Wan.]

That’s one way of putting it, yes.

[He had practically gone into a panic before he remembered himself and realized what was happening.

When the whistle came from the kitchen, the nymph looked up and watched as Shuichi went and came back with the mug and the tea. An appreciative smile coming to his face as they were placed before him.]

That is just fine, my friend. Thank you.

[Selecting a tea bag, he dipped it a few times in his mug before it became saturated enough to sink. Draping the string over the edge he then regarded the shade beside him.]

You know, I had powers not unlike yours once. Though it makes me realize how essential it must be for you in this form.

Ah, you did? [The shade perks up somewhat, looking mildly interested, even though he already had something of an inkling of this fact. He may not know much about Star Wars, but he does know that the Force had some telekinetic-like aspects.]

[That and Jedi Mind tricks.]

It's a very useful ability to have, it's a shame the Fog God took it away from you... But you're right. For shades it really isn't just useful, but essential. The only other way I can interact with things is to become solid and that's...not always an option, unfortunately.

[Otherwise you can bet he sure wouldn't be a ghost half-clipping through the couch right now.]

It was useful, though there was more to it than just moving objects around.

[He sighed softly to himself. While Obi-Wan had been adapting fairly well, he still didn't feel whole without the Force.]

What do you mean it's not always an option? How can you become solid?

By focusing. Nearly all of a shade's powers stem from strength of concentration. [Which was good news for Shuichi, as that's one of the things he's best at.] If I picture my body in my mind, I'm able to condense my shadows to the point where I become solid again.

[He gives a vague sort of demonstration with his hands as he speaks, miming "condensing" something between the large, ghostly claws.]

That body doesn't quite...function the way a normal, living human body does, but it is at least corporeal. I look like myself again, and I don't have to rely on telekinesis in order to interact with the world around me. Buuttt...I can only do it in the dark, which is why it's not always an option.

[And why he's not doing it right now. Because then poor Obi-Wan would be sitting in pitch darkness thanks to the blackout curtains. And that would just be poor hospitality.]

Really. ... Would you mind showing me?

[It's not poor hospitality if someone asks, right? He's genuinely curious how this works for Shuichi.]

[The shade's eyes widen a little bit, one of them quirking downward as though there were a confused brow atop it.]

N-No, I wouldn't mind, but...there's not really going to be a whole lot for you to see. [A beat.] Unless nymphs are another species that have good low-light vision?

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