Well, lunch had certainly been productive. Obi-Wan considered himself fortunate, running into Hughes like that. It was encouraging to know that some people here were trying to make an organized effort in getting out of this place, and the Jedi knew it would be in everyone's best interests if people fully cooperated with each other.
Still, it had been a little frustrating to have their conversation interrupted so suddenly. For all the freedom they had at night, there was very little the prisoners had control of during the day. That's why it was a little surprising when the nurse told Obi-Wan he had a choice on whether he wanted to go to the music room or not.
"If you don't mind," he said to her with a polite smile, "I'd rather go somewhere that's a little more quiet." She gave him a sympathetic look and escorted him to the sun room, the place where he'd met RC-1136 the other day.
It appeared there weren't that many people here yet. Not surprising, considering most prisoners would probably choose to go to the more lively music room. But Obi-Wan wasn't looking for entertainment. He needed to meditate, perhaps even do a little bit of stretching. While it would have been better to get a little bit of exercise while he was at it, Obi-Wan knew it'd attract too much attention if he tried anything like that in here.
Obi-Wan took a seat in one of the large, cushioned chairs and neatly folded his legs beneath him. Hands settling into his lap, he closed his eyes and began to focus on his breathing...
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Still, it had been a little frustrating to have their conversation interrupted so suddenly. For all the freedom they had at night, there was very little the prisoners had control of during the day. That's why it was a little surprising when the nurse told Obi-Wan he had a choice on whether he wanted to go to the music room or not.
"If you don't mind," he said to her with a polite smile, "I'd rather go somewhere that's a little more quiet." She gave him a sympathetic look and escorted him to the sun room, the place where he'd met RC-1136 the other day.
It appeared there weren't that many people here yet. Not surprising, considering most prisoners would probably choose to go to the more lively music room. But Obi-Wan wasn't looking for entertainment. He needed to meditate, perhaps even do a little bit of stretching. While it would have been better to get a little bit of exercise while he was at it, Obi-Wan knew it'd attract too much attention if he tried anything like that in here.
Obi-Wan took a seat in one of the large, cushioned chairs and neatly folded his legs beneath him. Hands settling into his lap, he closed his eyes and began to focus on his breathing...