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[...Okay so two days in he is by now aware that something is up. He recalls what the good doctor had told him at the New Feather Party and, frankly, he's very interested in the idea of changed memories. Being too pointed in either doubting or disproving would be bunk for a study though. So... right now he's gather testimonies, make a case study.

In Luceti, it seems common for people to ask blatant questions over a public network like this. so. He'll just write this thing. If people resist for whatever reason, oh well. If they go for it, that'll be interesting.

And as such:]

Would any of the people here be willing to tell me about their childhoods? I confess I am curious about how the personal experiences of beings might be different between different realities.

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Amelia?

[She frowns a moment, doubling back over the memory.] She was ill with something I couldn't cure, I didn't care to remain around her for very long because of it. Being too close made me uncomfortable. But. She was...petite. dark hair. Grey eyes. Very pale and drawn because of the illness. Something in her blood, I think, though I never asked and she never told. She always seemed terribly fragile, was very withdrawn unless Aden or Maten were in the room with her. Never alone either, if Aden or his son wasn't there, she had a droid that kept her medicated. Sedated for the pain. And she was in so much pain.

How did this effect the boy? The son.

Maten was young, yet. Only five. His mother's inability to be as active with him as I was, as his father was, made him distant from her. He didn't ask if she was doing well if she seemed ill. He gradually became ambivalent. It caused her some distress, but no amount of talking to him would make him change his mind. He told me once that he didn't think she was his mother.

[Ah. Still watching her emotional reactions to that]

A stressful family situation.

It is part of the reason I couldn't remain. Though. It might have helped Aden and Maten more for me to be there...I just. Couldn't bear to sit and feel that woman die.

Where then did you go next?

The Tapani sector. I needed a distraction, nobles in the area dueled for credits and renown.

[...Sipping his iced tea. A bit loudly, but mostly to prompt her to go on or to derail if she wants]

Not the most noble of pursuits but...it was interesting. Distracting. Until, inevitably, it wasn't. You cannot outrun pain. Where there is life, there is pain, and I could only run so far before the quiet in my head drove me back to civilization.

...

For two years I remained far from the Order. And then I got word of. The death of a mentor. A man I respected. So I returned.

[Continued silence, continued drinking of this iced tea. HE could press for details, but they're getting to relevant points and at this point he's becoming somewhat interested in the narrative anyway]

For a little while at least. Made a few promises I meant to keep. Then went right back to what I was doing before. Even with the loss to the Order, I couldn't stay. Not for anyone.

How do you mean what you were doing before?

Running from planet to planet. Dueling. Causing trouble, really. I did not do anything of note until the war began.

The war?

The Clone War. Separatists and the Republic battling for the fate of the galaxy. Jedi led clone armies in the defense of the Republic...

[And ultimately failed. The Republic was gone. The Order was gone. There was only Palpatine and his Empire, and that's all there would be for years.]

[...Sip of iced tea again. And. once more leaning forward. Carefully studying her emotions. there's clearly some reaction from her]

It did not end well. The events surrounding the end of the war have been made into films, in other worlds. It would be far simpler to take the time to watch those than have me explain.

[...] Is that a fact? I wouldn't mind seeing these... films. [It does nothing for his test but hey, it might be interesting]

There are six, and apparently there are novels as well. The universe is called- [She huffs a soft laugh, shakes her head.] Star Wars. Of all things.

[he laughs as well. Sort, maybe 50% genuine. Not cold, but not at all inviting either]

Of all things indeed. A very... pointed name.

Pointed is an excellent way of putting it.

[She sighs and settles back in the booth, blinking her eyes back open. She's said as much as she could, really. Or at least as much as she was willing to part with to Scorpius.]

[...Well, that's enough to work with for the time being anyway. At least without something more reliable than an interrogation, like a neural chip or an aurora chair]

Thank you for your contribution.

I am glad to have helped. If I have, in fact, helped. Contact me once this is over for a follow up, mm?

[She finishes her tea and stands, offering him a wave on her way out.]

I will, do not worry.

[His own nod on her way out. Aw, she was fun too]

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