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[the video feed flickers on, showing a young woman with a frustrated expression sitting in front of a smoldering heap of scrap metal. Maybe it used to be an X-Wing. It's hard to tell, really. In her hands is something that looks like a high-tech blow torch, which she uses to weld two pieces of metal together. Once Jaina sees that the connection is stable, she sets it down to look at the recorder ]

Judging from the fact that there's an active network of...some kind here, I'm guessing whoever I'm talking to is able to patch me through to someone who is able to get me parts for a standard X-Wing fighter. Networking.

[ she rolls her shoulders and eyes simultaneously ]

As you can see, I'm having a little trouble getting off the ground. The sooner someone gets me flying the better- don't worry about repairs. I can handle most of them myself. I just need parts.

Now, payment. Since that is typically the first concern for parts dealers in remote sectors like this. Creds are in the other flight suit, but as soon as I get back to base I can guarantee you'll be compensated. I have access to Republic funds. I'm transferring my coordinates for delivery.

Following me so far, mortals? Good. See to it that the Great One is pleased.

[ with a sigh, she turns and goes to start up the blow-torch again ]

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Oh, nein, you misunderstood. Nobody remembers getting on the ship. We just... kind of... woke up here. Spaceships are a pretty weird thing in general.

[As it happens, Kurt's been to space if you count Asteroid M, but it's far from normal where he comes from.]

[ Jaina's about to question where the kark is this guy from if he's weirded out by spaceships but restrains herself at the last second. Diplomacy or something. ]

So you were mass kidnapped and brought to this planet? For no reason?

[ she frowns. this is starting to sound like something she might want to stick around for ]

Did you know anyone else on the ship?

Kidnapped from a lot of places!

[He'd elaborate, but he doesn't know where she's from or what would sound weird. Maybe in her place of origin, giant robots who act like school teachers welcoming exchange students are normal.]

I knew some, but it's a really random some. Not friends or people I was around last I remember or anything. And they don't remember everything I do, like they were pulled from a year in my past.

Sounds like a lot of effort just to have everyone standing around. [ her tone is suspicious ]

...you mean like disrupting the laws of time, pulled?

I really didn't think of time as having laws until just recently, but as far as I can tell. And also it seems like there are different... worlds? Because we have two or three of the same person, each a little different, and people I thought I knew who aren't what they were at home.

Try fighting an intergalactic battle. Apparently there's an entire rulebook once the Force is involved.

...parallel realities? [ what ] Is this some sort of mess with the new girl thing?

Nope. Trust me, it's messing with everyone. I mean, try meeting your teacher and finding out there's one of him that's a woman and way too young. Pretty weird.

I guess it's too late to hit the rewind button and get the Sithspawn out of here, huh?

Now you've lost me again.

[ she runs a hand through her hair, and sighs, suddenly looking very tired ]

Let's just say I'm suddenly wishing I had skipped the morning flight drills.

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