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[oom: Tahiri takes a trip through Silent Milliways]

The world fades from red to black, then slowly starts to come into focus again as the sound of sirens fades from her ears.

Tahiri sits up on the bar floor, blinking and holding her head.

She's still dressed exactly as she was when she first entered the bar tonight, muddy boots and all. The acid burns on her legs are gone, as is the slash on her right arm.

Her bag is still intact and a lightsaber rests beside her, unlit.

She looks around, frowning intently. Did I just go crazy and pass out? That had to be the weirdest dream ever...

Then her eyes come to rest on the video tape lying close beside her.

Tahiri is totally not prepared to deal with this right now. She needs a hot bath, fresh clothes, and a nice long nap. The tape and the dream that may or may not have been real can wait.

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As she stands, she notices the girl again.

She gives a shy, thankful smile.

And vanishes.

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Tahiri cocks her head at the apparition, not sure exactly what to think.

But... she was smiling.

The Jedi waves as the girl vanishes, then gathers her things and heads upstairs.