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The Demon Fanatic
"[That is what I came to this quadrant to find,]" she said softly, "[but I feel disconnected from the past, here. I don't know these people or why they hate each other. I don't know how killing Anora will affect the future, or why I should care. But I don't know how else I can be useful right now, to anyone, anywhere.]"
Lauren listened quietly, studying the young kanad as her translator scrambled her words and put them out as something Lauren understood. She's like a robot...she needs a directive. A reason to function. To exist. Otherwise, everything's meaningless, since that's all she's ever known. A hard, sad life of just following orders.
"... Well, you're already useful. You're actually talking to me." said Lauren, a faint chuckle attached to the end of the statement. She smiled afterwards. "But if you need a purpose... a reason to do something, I'll give you something. A pair of starting objectives to accomplish."
She pointed at Vixaya. "Objective number one: Learn Terran. It will help you out a hell of a fucking lot, if that translator of yours ever gets busted. And things will be far easier when you talk to the rest of us. I think I have some old holotapes around somewhere back on the Guillotine that might help out, if you prefer the classic 'just watch cartoons' style of things like I did. Or you can listen to Zadra's rambling. She tried to teach me when I was younger, but she's kinda shit at the whole 'teacher' schtick."
She held up two fingers. "Objective number two: individualize. Make your own decisions. Wipe the slate clean, and build your own style and personality. Being an individual back home might not have mattered much, but it matters out here. We're outlaws. Pirates. True renegades, like how the Quadrant is nicknamed. We make our own rules, carve our own paths in life, and don't take shit from anyone. And we don't do that by following along like an blank slate, rank and file grunt. Get me? I want to see you make something of yourself."
"The rest, we can teach you or you'll learn for yourself. The Renegade Quadrant is a wild place. Lots of history, lots of pirate and privateer groups. Lots of criminals and bounty hunters too. If you want to know the history, and why some of us are at each other's throats, all you have to do is ask around. We can fill you in."
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