Sometimes I wonder whether or not you would be surprised to see me, if we ever happened to cross paths again. I hope so. I want to see the shock on your face and I want to keep walking. I’ll keep walking like I did ten years ago. I didn’t need you back then, and I don’t need you now. Do you believe that?
Feels like yesterday sometimes, doesn’t it. Hard to think about all that’s happened, and remember that it’s been a long time.
The Broken are leaving. Everyone packed up and hit hyperspace earlier today, and me and a few others got stuck doing grunt work. Suits me alright, since we ended up in a smuggler’s paradise. Plenty to do in places like that. We even had a few fights, helped me stay loose. I’d like to stick around a few more days and see if I can’t skin the fur off this Togorian son of a bitch who threatened me. In a perfect world, right Jayan? Or would that upset you?
What interests me, Jayan, is what I saw by happenstance. Darth Talon. I don’t know much about her, but you mentioned her to me once. You called her brutal. Wicked. She looked like it, and I can see why you’re afraid. She looked right at me, too. I wonder if she knew what I am, and if she thought the same thing of me that you always did, Jayan. I wonder if she would have said anything, if she wasn’t busy slaughtering the Empire in Exile’s princess.
I’m sure that news would upset you, too. I guess we’ll have to wait and see what happens from here. I doubt we’ll hear the last of it, but I don’t think it’ll change much where I’m going. I’m glad I’m not a part of your fucking politics anymore.
Long story short, we left the smuggler planet via a more discreet path than we took to get there. Gang war, you know how that goes I’m sure. They started killing each other and we thought it would be wise to skip town fast. As much as I itch for a fight sometimes, I’m not stupid. We took the tunnels, ran into some primitives along the way, and worked our way to the surface where Tails picked us up. Now, we’re on our way again.
The one thing I regret about leaving, Jayan, is not having a real weapon. But don’t worry. The universe provides. I have a good feeling about that.