Voicemail Post

[suitably_heroic]

"Hey. This is Atton. If you're getting this, I'm either not around or I can't tell you where I am, so leave a message and I'll figure out if I want to get back to you."

Beep.

Comments

[suitably_heroic]

Can you vague that up for me a little more? I'm still spotting some hazy details here.

[notconflicted]

She typed out and deleted a variation of Do you really want to hear this? twice, and briefly considered just calling.

In short: my father’s bad decisions mean I’m struggling not to lose half of the worlds we already hold, the triumvirate dismisses everything I say even when I’m arguing public opinion

The Sith are still out there and I can’t get approval to look for them, can’t send anyone because we’ve lost more Knights in the war than I can admit

I’m the only one in said triumvirate who knows anything about acting as a government which doesn’t say much, entire worlds need to be rebuilt/populations relocated and wartime ruined too many resources

And there are three people and a dog in an entire galaxy ego still treat me like an actual person.

*who

That’s what you get for sarcasm, Atton. A wall of text.

[suitably_heroic]

I'd give you my advice, but my advice involves yelling 'Run!' and pointing over your shoulder, Atton typed. Not sure how much use that's going to be for your stubbornness.

[notconflicted]

There’s nowhere I could really run to, anyway. It’s just a matter of powering through.

You know. Till she died.

[suitably_heroic]

See, that just shows you've got a lack of imagination. I can think of at least fifty places you could run to off the top of my head.

But then running was Atton's #1 skillset.

[notconflicted]

You’re better at this than me. And less recognizable.