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A rather delicate-looking young gentleman wanders into the Nexus, glancing up at the signs with a bit of confused curiosity. He's on the small side - no more than five feet, at most - and his most notable feature is the near-ankle-length sweep of golden hair.
Settling himself on the nearest vacant Couch, he spends a few moments watching various events unfold. Then he pulls a baton-like hilt out of nowhere, and hits an almost-invisible toggle. A pale blue blade of energy, sabre-like, springs from the hilt. Another toggle switches the shape to a broad, triangular form; then it's back to the narrow sabre.
Flip flip flip ... then, finally, he blinks, and looks out at everyone.
“If you knew you used to be someone else, but you don't know anything about that someone -- should you try to find out who that person used to be?”
((OOC: sleep time for the mun! *falls over*))
Settling himself on the nearest vacant Couch, he spends a few moments watching various events unfold. Then he pulls a baton-like hilt out of nowhere, and hits an almost-invisible toggle. A pale blue blade of energy, sabre-like, springs from the hilt. Another toggle switches the shape to a broad, triangular form; then it's back to the narrow sabre.
Flip flip flip ... then, finally, he blinks, and looks out at everyone.
“If you knew you used to be someone else, but you don't know anything about that someone -- should you try to find out who that person used to be?”
((OOC: sleep time for the mun! *falls over*))