All my life, I've been searching for something...

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Slobo had followed Luke to the White Room, the pair gladly finding it empty. On the way, the two had filled conversation gaps with Slobo describing his abilities and world. He had related tales of men with the powers of gods trying to save the universe or doom it, madmen with obsessive hatreds against the protectors of the people, and people

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Luke made sure it was clear the room was In Use; he didn't want someone barging in on what was undoubtedly going to be pretty personal. "Yeah, we're here. The quiet's nice, isn't it?"

He could still sense the people in the rest of the station, their life warm on his senses, but it wasn't pressing in on him too much right now.

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Slobo nodded in agreement.

"Yeah... I like the quiet. Reminds me of this abandoned hotel me and my friends usedta hang at..." He stopped and turned, kind of facing Luke.

"I appreciate ya listenin' ta me, but I figure I should warn ya, there's a lotta sprock I ain't had the chance ta get off my chest... Really, I never had the inclination ta talk ta people, less it was tellin' 'em what was what..." He shrugged.

"Yanno, fair warnin'."

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Luke shrugged as he used the Force to bring two beanbag chairs over to them - remembering partway through the Slobo probably couldn't tell he'd shrugged. "Don't worry about it," he said, setting the beanbag down harder than he normally would have in hopes that Slobo could hear where it landed. "I'm here to listen... and even if there aren't any solutions right away, I hope you feel better for talking about it."

He sat, getting comfortable. I'll have to get something like these when I start up that Jedi school, Luke thought. They were pretty comfortable... though he also didn't want potential students falling asleep...

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Slobo nodded and began pacing slowly.

"Thanks... I guess the easiest place ta start is the fact that I'm a clone." He thought about the best way to explain before continuing. "My race figured out the key to immortality, but as a backup plan in case o' violent deaths, they made it so each drop o' their blood resulted in a full clone with all their memories and whatnot." He reasoned whether or not to explain further, deciding that that was about as much sense as could be made of the situation.

"My... iunno, donor... He was the baddest of the bad. Like, eliminated half our race by the time he was my age. And by sixteen, he stopped screwin' around. Wiped out the planet with a virus he engineered. After a while, he made a name for himself as a ruthless merc... Eventually, somethin' happened where he got fragged, and a buncha clones like me were made. 'Cept I was defective.. All kindsa weak and fraggin' slow compared ta all the others..." He paused and turned towards Luke.

"Followin' me so far?"