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So You're a Fugitive From Justice, Tuesday, 3rd Period
"Good afternoon, everyone," Zayne said shortly after the bell rang. He had a long history of tardiness himself, so he thought he'd give any tardy students a shot. "A few of you know me already. Actually, a couple of you work for me over at Goodvalor's. Hi, guys. Anyway, I guess I have some explaining to do so you know what I want to do with this class."
"My name is Zayne Carrick, but free to just call me Zayne since I only graduated from here a couple years ago. And once I did that, I went back to my galaxy to try to graduate from a Jedi Academy. If you don't know what a Jedi is, the short version is that they're a monastic order who try to keep peace in the galaxy with what you might think of as magic powers. It's a little more complicated than that, but if you want more information I'd be happy to tell you about it later. Or ask Master Anakin Skywalker, since he's actually a really good Jedi and I honestly had no real chance to even pass the tests."
The light smile Zayne had up until now faded into a slight frown. "On the night of my class's commencement ceremony, I arrived late to find our teachers standing over the dead bodies of my classmates. My teachers murdered them because they thought there was a chance one of us would turn evil and bring ruin to the galaxy. They would have killed me, too, but thanks to a combination of luck and some friends I quickly made on the wrong side of the law, I escaped. Unfortunately, nobody in power believed my word over that of several Jedi Masters. So when they claimed that I committed the murders, I had to stay on the run until I could prove my innocence."
"I did manage that," Zayne said. "Eventually. But it wasn't easy, and I barely survived it. And that's why I'm here now. Fandom sometimes attracts the kind of people who would end up in a situation like mine, and there's no reason for you to go through what I did unprepared. Just because luck broke my way doesn't mean that's something you can count on."
"Or there's always the chance that you have a legitimate reason to actually break the law, like fighting back against a corrupt regime, or maybe you're some kind of vigilante who only breaks the law to help people in need. Hopefully you'll get a few good tips from this class to fight the good fight."
"But I have no interest in helping people just looking out for themselves selfishly," Zayne said, giving the class a serious look. "If you're looking to use this class to help yourself get away with crimes solely for personal gain, I suggest leaving now and going to the office for a class drop form." Fortunately, nobody here knew how much of a hypocrite he was being. At least he could somewhat justify his foray into crime due to his Robin Hood tendencies, but that still wasn't something you wanted to be called out on during your first day.
"For everyone who's staying, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to start with introductions. After all, with this kind of class, it's probably best to know why you're here," Zayne said. "Share whatever you think you can safely. But if you outright lie, I'll know. I wasn't the best but I did go through Jedi training, and I can see through lies very easily."
Which was, of course, at least a partial lie. He was terrible at reading intentions with the Force. But he had spent a year training under one of the best con men in the galaxy, so he probably would be able to pick out almost any liar unless they were really good.
"Let's start with you," Zayne said, picking someone at random. "Who are you and why are you here? Or, possibly, what are you planning on doing that this stuff might come in handy?"
[OOC: Warning for discussion of NPC deaths from over a year ago. It's brief and not graphic, I promise.
And I'll be going to sleep soon and then at work until evening. I'll ping if I can from work, but that's not terribly likely.]
"My name is Zayne Carrick, but free to just call me Zayne since I only graduated from here a couple years ago. And once I did that, I went back to my galaxy to try to graduate from a Jedi Academy. If you don't know what a Jedi is, the short version is that they're a monastic order who try to keep peace in the galaxy with what you might think of as magic powers. It's a little more complicated than that, but if you want more information I'd be happy to tell you about it later. Or ask Master Anakin Skywalker, since he's actually a really good Jedi and I honestly had no real chance to even pass the tests."
The light smile Zayne had up until now faded into a slight frown. "On the night of my class's commencement ceremony, I arrived late to find our teachers standing over the dead bodies of my classmates. My teachers murdered them because they thought there was a chance one of us would turn evil and bring ruin to the galaxy. They would have killed me, too, but thanks to a combination of luck and some friends I quickly made on the wrong side of the law, I escaped. Unfortunately, nobody in power believed my word over that of several Jedi Masters. So when they claimed that I committed the murders, I had to stay on the run until I could prove my innocence."
"I did manage that," Zayne said. "Eventually. But it wasn't easy, and I barely survived it. And that's why I'm here now. Fandom sometimes attracts the kind of people who would end up in a situation like mine, and there's no reason for you to go through what I did unprepared. Just because luck broke my way doesn't mean that's something you can count on."
"Or there's always the chance that you have a legitimate reason to actually break the law, like fighting back against a corrupt regime, or maybe you're some kind of vigilante who only breaks the law to help people in need. Hopefully you'll get a few good tips from this class to fight the good fight."
"But I have no interest in helping people just looking out for themselves selfishly," Zayne said, giving the class a serious look. "If you're looking to use this class to help yourself get away with crimes solely for personal gain, I suggest leaving now and going to the office for a class drop form." Fortunately, nobody here knew how much of a hypocrite he was being. At least he could somewhat justify his foray into crime due to his Robin Hood tendencies, but that still wasn't something you wanted to be called out on during your first day.
"For everyone who's staying, I'm sorry, but we're going to have to start with introductions. After all, with this kind of class, it's probably best to know why you're here," Zayne said. "Share whatever you think you can safely. But if you outright lie, I'll know. I wasn't the best but I did go through Jedi training, and I can see through lies very easily."
Which was, of course, at least a partial lie. He was terrible at reading intentions with the Force. But he had spent a year training under one of the best con men in the galaxy, so he probably would be able to pick out almost any liar unless they were really good.
"Let's start with you," Zayne said, picking someone at random. "Who are you and why are you here? Or, possibly, what are you planning on doing that this stuff might come in handy?"
[OOC: Warning for discussion of NPC deaths from over a year ago. It's brief and not graphic, I promise.
And I'll be going to sleep soon and then at work until evening. I'll ping if I can from work, but that's not terribly likely.]

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