Description

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Status: At Large…]

Given Name: Erika Richter
Age: 21 Galactic Standard
Height: 1.6 meters
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Blue

Wanted for questioning in line with allegations of association with rebels and supporting their treachery against the empire. Subject is considered not dangerous at this time. Approach with caution as subject may be under the protection of those who would seek to harm the empire. Use of lethal force is strongly discouraged as the subject is believed to have information vital to combating the rebellion. If subject is captured, please report to the nearest Imperial interrogation facility to collect your reward.

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Long live the Emperor…]

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Welcome Back Ms. Richter…]

I can’t believe Augustin stooped to such trickery and deceit. It’s been nearly a week and I still can’t understand what changed within him at that imperial academy. He is not the brother that I remember. I used to be so close to him that I understood him intrinsically. Since he returned he has felt like a book that is closed to me. Before where I might have read his feelings like text on a holo, now all I see is a one of those games father used to play. He used to write the name of a color in a different color. The trick was to be able to separate the color from the writing. With Augustin, not only can’t I separate the color from the writing, but I don’t even know which is which.

I am ashamed to say my trust in him has been shaken. What used to be implicit between us has become strained. Father says I will learn to adjust to these changes and that things will return to normal. It is my most sincere wish that his wisdom is true and that our relationship will be restored.

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Welcome Back Ms. Winterguard…]

I have never been more humiliated then I have this day. Augustin’s accusations have forced me to flee my home world like some kind of common criminal. Father says that this is just temporary, that such things “crack and ice over”. I begin to doubt his wisdom applies to the poison put into Augustin’s mind. Most of all I fear for our subjects and how they will fare under my brother’s rule. Had I been able to stay by his side I’m sure I could have reached him eventually. Now in exile I don’t know how I will do right by my people.

I have assumed the alias Alexia Winterguard for my travels. I have traveled under an alias before to conduct negotiations in secret, but never before have I had something so dire to hide. Should this rouse fail I fear I will be further from Augustin and my people back on Harkadia than ever before. How could I uphold my duties from an imperial detention center? For the time being I will swallow my pride and hide from justice. I would certainly turn myself over if I thought any good could come of it. Till then I will bare my shame privately.

-Formerly Erika Richter.

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Welcome Back Ms. Winterguard…]

I’ve never been alone on a ship for so long. It’s only been a week since we left Harkadia, R3 and I, but it feels like an eternity. All I have for company is R3, and he’s not really the talkative type. Besides, I only speak a little bit of binary, so a lot of what he says is lost on me anyhow. I feel like I’m beginning to pick up more of it though, so that’s good. I still can’t figure out where he is taking me. I just hope that wherever it is its a nice place with a low atmospheric moisture content. If there is one thing I can’t stand it’s humidity. It makes my hair all frizzy. I suppose I should just be happy that he wouldn’t take me to a desert planet. I mean.. he would know better than that, right? Anything over 30 degrees Celsius would be simply dreadful.

Wherever we go, I’m not sure what we’ll do there. I a credstick on the ship that has a few cred on it, and that’s all we have for funds. I’ve never had to carry my own credstick or worry about not having enough before. It makes me quite nervous, not knowing how we’ll get by. I’ve always appreciated the plight of those without a secure income, but never as much as this. If I ever make it back to Harkadia I’m going to make eliminating poverty a priority. No one should have to feel this way. All I have is time to dwell on it. I suppose I should use this time to try and plan my next move, but right now its all I can do to keep it together.

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