awesomeguy
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An alley, somewhere in Coruscant.
Focus!
Reid jerked forward hitting his head on a pipe. "Ughh". He looked around wondering where he was. Wait a minute. He suddenly thought of something more important. Who am I? He grabbed a pipe and tried to pick himself up. Failing, he fell back to the ground. He remembered his name. Reid. Whats else did he remember? Not much. In fact he didn't remember anything else at all. That was a lie. FOCUS! He rolled over, shoving the memory out of his head. You have to get up. He grabbed the pipe and pulled himself up again, this time leaning on the wall for extra support.
Reid turned around and looked at the busy street. It was lighty raining outside and people had hoods pulled over their heads. He looked down at himself to find torn brown robes and strange metal cylinder tucked away in his chest. He felt his face, which had a strangely beard hanging down to his neck. He ran his hands through his hair. It was parted in the middle and went down past his ears on both sides. He shuffled forward again clinging to the wall for support. He didn't know who he was. He was trying not to panic. What if he could not get his memory back? he ignored the thought and turned into the crowded street.
He received a lot of strange looks from different people. He imagined that he looked strange to them. There were whispers as he passed by and he heard someone say something about a Jedi. He didn't know what that was but it had a nice ring to it. "Are you alright?" Reid turned to face the man who had asked him this question. He had a beard like Reid's but it was much longer and went down to about the middle of his chest. "Yes. Please just lave me alone!" He ran off getting more strange looks from people who passed by. He didn't care. He just wanted to get his memory back. He turned a corner.
@Xardus Folidaar
Focus!
Reid jerked forward hitting his head on a pipe. "Ughh". He looked around wondering where he was. Wait a minute. He suddenly thought of something more important. Who am I? He grabbed a pipe and tried to pick himself up. Failing, he fell back to the ground. He remembered his name. Reid. Whats else did he remember? Not much. In fact he didn't remember anything else at all. That was a lie. FOCUS! He rolled over, shoving the memory out of his head. You have to get up. He grabbed the pipe and pulled himself up again, this time leaning on the wall for extra support.
Reid turned around and looked at the busy street. It was lighty raining outside and people had hoods pulled over their heads. He looked down at himself to find torn brown robes and strange metal cylinder tucked away in his chest. He felt his face, which had a strangely beard hanging down to his neck. He ran his hands through his hair. It was parted in the middle and went down past his ears on both sides. He shuffled forward again clinging to the wall for support. He didn't know who he was. He was trying not to panic. What if he could not get his memory back? he ignored the thought and turned into the crowded street.
He received a lot of strange looks from different people. He imagined that he looked strange to them. There were whispers as he passed by and he heard someone say something about a Jedi. He didn't know what that was but it had a nice ring to it. "Are you alright?" Reid turned to face the man who had asked him this question. He had a beard like Reid's but it was much longer and went down to about the middle of his chest. "Yes. Please just lave me alone!" He ran off getting more strange looks from people who passed by. He didn't care. He just wanted to get his memory back. He turned a corner.
@Xardus Folidaar