roguesquadron | hurt/comfort meme

the hurt/comfort meme

It is in times of distress that hope is truly found. How you handle those periods of duress is a mark of character. Whether you're the one in pain, providing sanctuary, or even if that ache is mutual, hurt/comfort is all about empathy. Connecting with the people around you.

Instructions:

→ Post with your character (note name, canon [if relevant], and preferences in the subject line).
→ Others reply by either generating a number between 1-21 for a prompt, ~~or go off script, I'm not the boss of you~~.
→ Go forth and connect.

Options:

o1. injury: somehow, you've been injured. the severity, whether a mortal wound or "just a scrape" is up to you.
o2. sickness: thinking of calling out of work today? chances are you've got a common bug...or worse.
o3. fear & anxiety: careful where you throw that "scared to death" nonsense...it might just be an omen.
o4. loss of senses: you're missing one of those fundamental six senses, whether it's your sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, or the Force.
o5. despair: the idea of hope looks more and more like a pipe dream right now.
o6. breakup: and we are never ever ever ever getting back together. ever.
o7. makeup: but you called me up again tonight...
o8. rescued: it's time for one of you to get your damsel in distress on.
o9. bad romance: i knew you were trouble when you walked in.
1o. loss: one of you has just experienced a loss of some kind; can you cope?
11. insanity: for whatever reason, "reason" is lost to you. you're seeing and hearing things. sometimes dead people.
12. tired/insomnia: is it the caffeine or the fact that you never leave your damned senatorial office? whether it's just lack of sleep or lack of energy, this exhaustion is bone-deep.
13. addiction: something's got you hooked, and you might just need a helping hand to give it some distance.
14. nightmares: okay, now you're definitely seeing dead people. do you dare go back to sleep?
15. blackmail: you've been caught and the evidence is compromising. do you seek help or vengeance?
16. separation/homesickness: whatever it is, the nostalgia's got you missing something (or someone) awfully.
17. betrayal: your trust has been violated, but is it a real or imagined slight?
18. stranded: you're stuck. maybe someone crashed your only ship for the 50th damn time. are you sure this isn't reality tv?
19. sins & guilt: the weight of your past deeds is like holding a world on your shoulders. maybe it's time to seek some help, atlas.
2o. secret: loose lips sink spaceships.
21. wildcard: "take your script and shove it, meme."

[adapted and remixed from here.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Are swtor characters cool here? If so I rolled a 12]

[ sorry for the wait - I got laid out with a stomach bug! but now that I'm back and at 'em, yes, swtor characters are welcomed! but I'm canonblind to that corner, so if there's anything I should know about your character/that bit of history, please bear with me and my wookiepedia-ing! ]

[ ah no worries, i hope you're feeling better. If it helps I can just AU him into Obi-wan's time period? ]

[ thank you! and sure, that works fine for me - did you have a scenario in mind or shall we hammer one out together? ]

[ i rolled a 10 for loss we could do something with that. We'd just need to figure who the person feeling the loss would be. ]

[ let's go with yours!! ]

[ He had been sitting in his room back at the order. His mind raced with everything that had transpired. The mission was supposed to be simple. Get those plans on the new droids, get out. It was relatively simple. What they hadn't expected was that their informant had tipped off the Separatist forces to get their hands on a Jedi and her Padawan.

With only a damaged ship in space trying to outrun the small squadron of Separatists proved too difficult for them. The only way out was to fight and die, but, she wouldn't let him make that sacrifice. She tricked him to board their escape pod so she could hold them off while he got away.

All he did was wait, wait for some semblance of news of his Master's fate and when it came? He just locked himself in his room.. Master Yuon Par was dead...and Kilander couldn't save her. He tried to center himself, tried to find some comfort in the force or the teachings, but it wasn't helping. All he could do was sob quietly and know that he failed his master. ]

[ Obi-Wan and Kilander don't know each other, true, but he had known Master Yuon Par - as most Masters seem to know each other these days, having seen the heat of battle together, and felt all the closer for it - and knew that if there was one thing she would have wanted after her death, it was to have her Padawan taken care of. He had brought it up, briefly, with the other Masters, and their words were simple: let him mourn. He will be back, in time, and will likely be ready to be made a Knight in short order.

But Obi-Wan could not in good conscience leave another alone with their grief, let alone one so young. He knocks on his door, and just in case, says, ] Kilander? It is Obi-Wan. I have come to check on you.

[ His sobs are cut short when he hears the door being knocked upon. He raises his head from his lap to look towards it, a part of him surprised anyone would be seeing him right now. He doesn't even register the voice, his head muddled from the grief, but he does hear it.

He's slow to move, every step feels like he's drifting slow through a thick, cold gel, it feels heavy and unbearable. Finally what seems like an hour to him but really just a moment, he's at the door and slides it open slowly. It's only opened enough for half of his face to peer through to see Obi-Wan.

His eyes look sunken and red around them, while his face looks pallor and drained of any colour. He doesn't even feel like half of who he use to be, not even a quarter. But, he stands there, trying to at least look stoic. The Masters...always did say to let go of emotion. ]

Master Obi-wan...hi. I-...hi. [ He's short on words and not very sure as what to say other than: ]

would you like to come in?

If I didn't, I certainly wouldn't have knocked, [ Obi-Wan says, but it's in gentle humour, a play at normalcy in what must be a terribly, terribly difficult time. He walks in and closes the door behind him, and while it looks as though he intends to stand there just as a Master would, after a moment, he sits beside him, on the very edge of his bed. ]

I know this is a very difficult time for you, [ he says, gently, ] and there is no shame in tears. To let go of these emotions so soon is a nigh impossible task, even for the most experienced among us. But there is no need to sit in such misery alone.

You would be the first I suppose.

[ It had been fairly lonely and quiet sitting here, but that's just how things were in these situations. Otherwise, Kilander is fairly quiet up until Obi-Wan sits down beside him. His head shifts slightly towards them, mild confusion forming on his face and then understanding when the other speaks.

The words of comfort make his head turn down, just hearing that? The acknowledgement and permission to actually feel sorrow makes gives a sense of relief. Enough so that he can already feel the tears start flowing again. ]

I could've saved her, Master. I know I could've... [ The words catch in his throat, choking him. It hurts to even feel like he could've done something, anything to stop that from happening. ]

Edited 2017-01-28 20:51 (UTC)

There is no power in coulds, young one. Down that road lies nothing but a life of grief and regret. All you can do - and all that she would want you to do - is continue moving forward, to become the great Jedi she knew you can and will become.

[ It's not that Obi-Wan doesn't understand - he does, and initimately so - but it's a train of thought that's best cut off where it begins. There is no strength to be gleaned from regret, and as regrets begin to pile up, one's mind becomes cluttered, cloudy, a place of raw emotion instead of quiet, instead of peace. ]

And chances are, I'm afraid, that halting her death was not in your power, not at this time. But halting another's death in your future - there is still time for that.

hurt/comfort meme

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roger that. lemme know if this needs fixing

no, this works!!

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sorry for the late tag been busy this week

no worries, I'm slow too!