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[prophesiedone]

[Jeopardy has given him a rotten headache. The sound never ends and his already frayed nerves are sparking like a bunch of cut wires.]

Sleep aids. Let's talk about them.

[His liver will thank him for not relying on alcohol. Besides he is more inclined to something natural - like a good blow to the head. Okay, maybe not that.]

The walls are not nearly thick enough in my new home. Either I need sleep aids or soundproofing for my bedroom. I have thought about earplugs, but I don't like the idea of being unable to hear. I can't relax that way.

Any suggestions are appreciated.

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[iliveidie]

[The feed opens to a blue-skinned woman with pink hair and glowing white-purple eyes, it's hard to make out where she is because it's so dark.]

Have you ever tried staying up for days on end until you pass out and are essentially dead to the world?

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[prophesiedone]

[Anakin has nothing to hide, so yay, she gets to see his pale face with the impressive dark circles of no sleep under his eyes.]

That is an idea, but I can't do that all the time, can I?

[iliveidie]

[She shrugs.]

You could always try camping out in the desert. I've found it enjoyable. [It's almost like being back home.]

[prophesiedone]

I'm not fond of sand. [He could say so much about those bothersome particles!] But camping is a nice idea.

[iliveidie]

Who is? [She lets out a soft laugh.]

I have found it more comfortable than sleeping in the house the government offered up.

[prophesiedone]

I can't blame you. [His roommate is interesting too.] I'm sure I could stay at other houses too, but I don't like making my family feel cramped.

[iliveidie]

I'm used to roughing it. Sleeping in the ruins of ancient cities or finding a cave to camp out in.

[She smiles.]

Must be nice having family around though.

[prophesiedone]

I have some experience with roughing it too. It was part of my training and I do miss sleeping under the stars.

[He can't get enough of them, really.]

Most of the time, you're right.

[iliveidie]

It's part of the job, always on the move while hunting humanities enemies.

[She gives him a curious look.]

A little troublesome from time to time?

[prophesiedone]

That's admirable. I was something of a guard and a protector too once. [Before he gave all of that up in order to see his empire realized.

Anakin grins ironically.]

They take after me more than they realize.

[iliveidie]

It's kind of what I've always been, I guess. [She probably could have taken a different route if she'd wanted.]

So that's a yes?

[prophesiedone]

This world and my galaxy probably need more people like you.

[Less Darths/Siths.]

Definitely. We're...stubborn.

[iliveidie]

More people that can't remember their lives and throw themselves into danger for others?

[Another soft laugh as she looks off to the side.]

Still, must be nice.

[prophesiedone]

Maybe not to that extent. [He frowns, concerned.] What happened to your memories?

[Now he feels like a heel.]

It is. They're all nice people; I just made their lives complicated.

[iliveidie]

I died. [She laughs again, this time not so soft and a tad bitter.]

Turns out it wasn't meant to stick.

Well, perhaps this is a chance to make up for that?

[prophesiedone]

I'm sorry to hear that. [He still doesn't entirely understand, but it feels like a sore topic.]

It usually doesn't here.

I am trying. [But it's difficult to make up for torture and murder.]

[iliveidie]

At least I'm not alone. [She shrugs. It's not that it's a sore subject, not entirely, she just wishes she could remember more. She feels like she's missing out on a lot when talking to people that have families and lovers and all those experiences she has forgotten.]

So I've been told, to be fair it no longer sticks for me back home.

It's a start.

[prophesiedone]

No, you're not. I'm not hard to reach if you need anything. My name is Anakin Skywalker. [Let him fuss over you too. Hope you don't mind?]

That is probably for the best. I know when I'm...scheduled?...to die. I know how it happens too. [But it's for the best purpose possible.]

I'll keep trying for the rest of my life and after if I can. I have a wife, twins and a grandson.

[iliveidie]

[She looks amused, smiling and shaking her head.] No, I mean that literally. I am never alone.

It is certainly interesting how many ways a person can die. Getting blown up, falling from a great height, being eaten alive, being buried by snow -- that last one didn't actually kill me but it sure did hurt. [She counts the ways off on one hand as she lists them.]

All here at once? Seems that 'Porter really likes your family.

[prophesiedone]

[He looks at her quizzically.] You're going to have to explain that.

I...guess. [Death is something he avoids like the plague where his family is concerned.] I wouldn't want to suffocate or be eaten alive.

It does seem that way, doesn't it? In truth, I think it likes my galaxy.

[iliveidie]

I wouldn't recommend either as a way to go out.

[She looks thoughtful for a moment before holding out her left out, in a flurry of white sparks a softball sized metallic device with a single "eye" appears. Its shape is similar to what a child who doesn't know how to draw a star would draw a star.
The eye focuses on the comm's screen as the floating metallic body shifts in what can only be described as a wave.]

Hello! [It speaks in a soft male voice, the "eye" glowing brighter as it speaks.] It is a pleasure to meet you.

This is Nox, he's my partner and the conditions of my resurrection?

[A pause.] I'm Kasia by the way.

[prophesiedone]

I think I'll stick to my death by Force lightning.

[Anakin brightens instantly, smiling when Nox introduces himself. Oh how he loves...droids? Is Nox a droid?]

The pleasure is mine, Nox. [He examines the little mechanical creation and then glances back at Kasia.] He doesn't look like a bad partner to me.

Nice to meet you too, Kasia. I've had partners like Nox before - R2D2 and C3PO were their names. I built the latter myself.

[iliveidie]

Force lightning?

[Not exactly.]

If you built one of them then I doubt they were anything like Nox. [As she says this Nox floats up and settles just above her left should.
He bobs in the air as if agreeing with her.]

No one built us Ghosts. At least, not in the sense that a human builds something.

[prophesiedone]

A wonderful talent of Sith Lords. My...Master... [That leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.] used that power on my son. I intervened and, as you can imagine, as I was in a mechanical suit at the time, the lightning fried my circuits. Without assistance breathing - living - I died.

[It's hard to focus on that moment with Nox bobbing about. Anakin's eyes widen slightly.]

Ghosts... Those are usually spirits, aren't they? Not mechanical entities.

[iliveidie]

[She winces.] Sounds rough.

[The light of Nox's eye dims for a moment before brightening again.] «Ghost; an apparition of a dead person which is believed to appear or become manifest to the living, typically as a nebulous image.» [He quotes.] «The humans of ancient Earth believed in such things, in fact, we've heard rumors about ghosts being spotted around Jeopardy.»

[Kasia rolls her eyes at her Ghost.] Yes, I suppose so. I'm not really sure why they're called Ghost.

«Perhaps we are called Ghosts because we were created in the Traveler's dying moments. We are but ghosts of our creator.»