Arrival + Open to all

[nouskaiananki]

Post-Medical/Around the Hospital:

After arriving and getting his debriefing, Vader took time to see to his own physical state. Awakening and not needing assistance breathing was been a shock he hadn't had time to process, feeling fabric on his skin - his skin, not a patchwork of skin, blisters, synthskin, and the wide swatches of scar tissue that was mostly still numb had bordered on sensor overload. Not that he still wasn't covered in scars - so many - but he could get a sense of feeling from them, not just pressure. It seemed his would-be captors understood his gloves and gauntlets served a practical purpose to protect his cybernetic arms and his heavy boots served the same function for his legs. And they must not have known how to take his helmet apart. The neck seal being open and having a breeze rush up against his face was certainly sensory overload. An exam - one he was unhappy about - later and a recommendation under the strongest possible terms he seek to establish care for further follow-up finished, he'd at least had a long list of options. Something he hadn't had before and some questions about the chip and a thick folder of paperwork in his hand, Vader started to explore the area. Making sure he could memorize the area in low light, as he knew his vision at nighttime would be difficult and if the helmet was damaged well.

That would be problematic at best.

Xin Night Market:

Two things Vader had purchased immediately: a large backpack in a familiar military style and a drop bag which fashioned around the waist and dropped down the length of one thigh to buckle behind his knee. He had no illusions he'd fill the military-style bag, it was partly for the familiarity of something on his back and in case of finding something bulky. The other bag, however - that was more purchased with purpose in mind. He'd spent time examining the various bags, the pouches: their size and durability of them, and the fasteners.

And he bartered expertly. He meant it for tools, bits and bobs, and technology he could salvage or break down for other parts. But he was also keeping an eye out for faces he knew.

Magic Markets

Given the odd dimensionality of this place, Vader made short work of hunting for things in the magic markets. Anything which looked like it may be related to the galaxy he was from, things relating to the Sith Order, the current one and the ancient ones. But also anything related to the Force. Be he was also searching for information on the Tethers, Tian, and Heba.

Comments

[forcecalls]

Kylo has never had a real chance to learn what it is he wants to be. There's only ever been what was expected of him--as the son of heroes, as the first student of Luke's rebuilt academy, as Snoke's apprentice. Even as Supreme Leader, he finds himself struggling under the eyes of those officers in the First Order who don't dare say out loud that they're simply waiting for him to fail.

"That may prove difficult, here." Not that he would be shocked at this point if some piece of particularly relevant history from his own galaxy managed to show up. As this conversation itself has proved, stranger things have already happened.

[nouskaiananki]

Vader had but only because of Shmi. Her fierce devotion to her son, her protecting him in ask the ways she could, her allowing him to be a child, despite everything had given him a strong sense of self. It has been worn, battered, and nearly killed but when he'd been thrust into roles by others, he'd had that. Had his own inner most thoughts and places to go to figure it out. It had helped.

"It may. One never knows what one could find. Or what may be possible to call forth." Holocrons being something he is constantly looking out for.