G̶e̶n̶e̶r̶a̶l̶ ̶K̶e̶n̶o̶b̶i̶

𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑄𝑢𝑖-𝐺𝑜𝑛? Star of #Vᴇssᴀʀ. Obi-Wan Kenobi. Star Wars RP. Modern Sith AU. Former military. Wanted to make a dead man proud. Snapped. Suffers from PTSD. Mercenary for hire. Almost a professional violinist. ↻ + ♡?teapawt.net/i/events/1540460025839…

"Work, mostly." He hummed. "A shame, I ( know ). But I have no choice if I want to keep earning money~"

"No, no, I can play the violin whenever I want. I can only talk to pretty ladies as long as they are around." He hummed softly. He was seriously going there, it seemed. Flirting even with a stranger. "Feel free to stay here."

"Yes. Much, ( much ) busier, sadly enough." With his second job, of course, but-- it was the one that brought in all the money.

"I agree. It ( was ) quite a relaxing night." He could do with one of those again, if he didn't have to work so much. He just-- couldn't afford to take a night off. Not now, anyway.

And there it was, that teasing grin. He reached out and ruffled the other's hair. "I did think about you, lad. Don't worry about it."

Good. Come on, bud. I'll take you to the club~

[ His jaw tenses somewhat. ] Hmm? Oh, no, I didn't think about you once. [ He just ( might ) be joking. ]

Can I get you a drink?

No, you're not. Darling, it's no shame to accept help sometimes.

Hmm. Who knows? [ He taps his nose. ] Who. Knows.

Pish posh, of course you do.

Oh did you now? Let me tell you a secret, little one. Never tell a man you miss 'em. They just might lord it over you.

Hmm. Not good. You should see a doctor if it continues.

Less good. Did you take a pain killer?

Hmm. Can't be him, 'cause he never went anyway, so it can only be— Falcon you big softy.

So @PRlZEDPILOT, huh?

Hmm. Good. I want to get involved in yours too.