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[the day after the robot uprising, after power’s been restored and the streets have been swept clean, jason’s here on the network with something to say about it - carefully, of course. he knows they’re being watched and he knows this is likely to put a target on his back, but that’s basically the story of his life. hasn’t stopped him before and it won’t stop him now.]

This city’s the third place I’ve been shipped off to since the last time I was home, and you know one thing that’s been the same everywhere? Sooner or later, there’s always some kind of weird and terrible attack waiting to happen.

[maybe a philosopher or social scientist would posit a hypothesis about the nature of living based on similar observations, but jason’s no philosopher. he’s a man of action, unwilling to sit back and do nothing when he sees a problem he knows how to fix.]

I used to teach self-defense in the last place I got shuffled off to, and I’m thinkin’ it’s time for class to be back in session. I don’t have a place yet, and I know some of us already know how to fight. Some of us’ve even got special abilities - metahumans, mutants, or you got some kinda upgrade from one of the shops here. But you can always learn more, and you always need more practice. I dunno about the rest of you, but I’m sick of seeing people get hurt or killed ‘cause they don’t know how to fight back when the weird and terrible things attack. So I’m gonna show anyone who wants to know how to fight back. And if any of you wanna help? The more the merrier.
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[The video feeds open on a human man. His features are sharp and regal, but there's no haughtiness or hostility to them. His long hair flows down well past his shoulders, and a well-groomed beard highlights the lines of his jaw ... but more than any of that, what will jump out immediately is that he's in rough shape.

[His cheeks are sunken, his skin looks pale, and there are dark rings under his eyes. There are a few fresh cuts on his face, including one that runs along his cheekbone that's highlighted by a purpling bruise.

[He's smiling though. It's a tired smile, one that clearly takes a bit of effort at the moment, but a smile nonetheless.]


Hello to anyone who might be listening. My name is Orren Organa - of the Jedi Order, should that mean anything to any you. From what I understand of our current situation, though, I understand that it might not.

[He sighs and tucks an errant lock of hair behind his ear.]

That same situation is why I'm putting out this call. The Head's information was ... helpful, but vague enough that I'm left with some questions about this place. I'd appreciate whatever insight that anyone who's been here longer can offer, and ... that's about it, really.

[A beat.]

Apologies for my appearance as well. I was in a bit of a rough spot before I was pulled here, but I'm quite alright.

[Or, at the very least, he will be. His connection to the Force is still as strong here as ever, and he can already feel it working to repair the damage to his body.]

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