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[cathar_jedi]

I am- [What.  What is this.]

[The pen looks normal. When she checks it on her fingertip, the ink is black. Okay. Let's try again, slowly.]

There was- [The writing just gets... doused in glitter. When she purses her lips and blows on the page, some of it flies off and makes her Guard-partner raise his eyebrows. Quite a lot stays.]

[...okay

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[ice_echani]

Cathar--yes. I recognize it now.

I would be happy to speak with you.

[cathar_jedi]

It is not urgent; the usual place and time will serve.

[ice_echani]

Very well. [pause.] Did you receive another memory?

[cathar_jedi]

I have. [She tries to tip some of the glitter off the page.] This effect on my writing is an annoyance, but it shall pass in time.

[illusionates]

I'm fine.

[Pause.]

Are you?

[cathar_jedi]

It would be deeply distressing for me, if I were to lose my connection to the Force, but of course I am accustomed to it.

I am well enough. All that I write soon becomes coated in reflective particles, but I understand that this will not last.

[weaver_girl]

Is that your name, or the name of something that you are?

[cathar_jedi]

My species, my people, are Cathar. I did not remember this, before.

[weaver_girl]

Oh, I see! Do you know what your home world is like?

[cathar_jedi]

I do not, to my sorrow. But it is good to possess even this small knowledge of my kind.