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[tellmejohn]

[Written]

[...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.

Comments

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

Could you describe your parents in great detail?

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

...I look like my parents' child. Thin, dark hair and eyes. Human. I stayed away from home a lot because they were always stressed about something, or arguing with each other. They got along well fine, for a while, but it was quite a time to work on the wrong side of the law and they had a lot of competition.

The tension is part of the reason I was out of the house a lot, bumming around alleys and messing around with old, outdated tech. It's also part of why I jumped off to Nar Shaddaa as soon as I had the chance.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

Their names?

[Lightly]

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

Mari and Arsenn. I'm named after my father, and he was named after his grandfather.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

Ah, that reminds me. We've spent all this time speaking and not exchanged introductions. Well met, Arsenn. My name... is Scorpius.

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

Well met...Scorpius. Just so you know, no one ever calls me that. Use 'Red' instead, if you would.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

Red, then.

Do you have family beyond your parents, Red?

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

I never really met them. Life...wasn't easy.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

I'm sure. [...] Did you stay alone with the Hutts?

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

It's hard to be alone for long on a city-moon of a city-planet, but I did try to live alone when I could. Quarters were...very small, which was better for me. I could hear what was going on.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

And what did you hear?

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

The usual sounds of a city. Speeders, blaster fire, people.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

Details, if you please.

[voice]

[redjacketthief]

...remember when I said that I made them angry? I needed to keep my ears open in case they sent someone after me. That way I could have time to purge my equipment and run if needed.

[voice]

[tellmejohn]

I understand that, Red. However... in this case, I am looking for very specific things. Stories, perhaps.