Timestamp: One week before the attack on Ranger HQ
Sent from: Home terminal
Just checking in, seeing how you are and all that jazz. Been awhile since our last message but, I know, Opsec and all that shite – don’t worry, I can learn as I go!
The girls have forgiven me for the last joke I played on em, but only after they made sure to do the same or worse to me of course. Enby painted my eyelids bright colours when I was having a nap in Maths.
Yeah, I know, I shouldn’t be napping but you remember Prof Ingram right? From the parents evening couple years ago? You try and tell me that a Gand professor isn’t going to put people to sleep when droning on and on about Maths. You just can’t!
Besides, it happened like a week ago so you can’t ground me for something that happened so long ago, it’d be cruel and unusual punishment and I’d have to report you to the brass! Or I’ll sit in my room and read technical manuals again or something as punishment I guess.
Hope you’re keeping well and you’ve not added too many new scars – just cus your boyfriends like them doesn’t mean you need to collect them mom, seriously. Stomp the bad guys and make sure to take cool pics of some of the places you stop by, yeah?
Let me know when you’re heading back home – need to make sure I tidy up the place, throw out all the old junk food, kick out the hookers and dispose of the meth lab etc.
Timestamp: Morning of Ranger HQ Attack
Sent from: Mobile platform
Okay Mom try not to panic when you respond to this one because I’m trying not to panic and you panicking would make me panic! Got it? Okay cool so the apartment exploded a little bit. Like as in someone blasted the door down (and part of the Force damned wall!) to get inside. I wasn’t there when it happened cus I was out on the swoops with my friends but feck I heard it from two levels down.
I’m heading over to the Ranger HQ to see if anyone knows how to contact you without a bloody delay! Having this panic-conversation when you’re not able to immediately respond really doesn’t help with it all.
So by now you should probably have been contacted by the school but I’ve not come back from the field trip – it was the field trip to the spaceport so I’ll let you imagine just what I’ve done to disappear so good.
First guess don’t count.
Me and a bunch of friends have managed to get a ride out of dodge – won’t tell you where we’re heading though cus that’s kind of the point about not telling you before now. I don’t want you coming after us and dragging me back by my horns.
Mom I really don’t want to say this via text but just know that I’m different. I’m not sure that you’ll be able to, I don’t know, understand me and I know it’s not fair to just dump it on you like this but… but I gotta do this. Need to get out there and be the person I’m meant to be and I know, feck this sounds like such an arsehole thing to say but, I know you’d try and stop me.
You’d try and stop me from being me cus it’d be safer or because it’d mean that I was still your lil boy or whatever. Hang me if anyone but you ever reads this but – I’m always gonna be your little boy.