[b]JT, after getting a new arm in the medbay, is in his dad's old quarters, reading a book he left for him
[i][u]Guide to hell magic: for dipshits[/u][/i][/b]
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[b]Varn walks into the room.[/b] "Hey JT I just... Wait. Who are you?"
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"His son"
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"He has a son?"
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"Obviously"
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"Huh. Well, I'm Varn." [b]He extends a hand.[/b]
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[b]He looks back at the book[/b] "Names, ironically, JT"
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"Huh. Same as your dad's... Neat."
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"Yes. It's our initials. Different first names, however"
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"Ah I see."
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"Yeah. He never wanted anyone to know his name"
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"Hmm. Do you know it?"
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"No. He said anyone"
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"He wouldn't even tell his own son?"
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"Nope."
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"Huh. I knew he had a lot of secrets, but that's a little weird."
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"Yeah"
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"I wonder why?"
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"He's probably trying to go for the 'legend' stereotype"
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"Knowing him, probably."
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"Yeah"
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"So. If you want any tech, give me a holler. I'm the tech expert."
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"I need a gun"
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"Anything special?"
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"Fancy gun, very powerful. And maybe a sword with that"
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"I mean, do you have any special feature requests?"