Tatooine Part 1
On the Ebon Hawk, as Carth was guiding the ship down to the planet, Revan and Bastila were talking in the cockpit, not realizing that they were making the pilot slightly uncomfortable with their antics and also testing his ability to hold in near-hysterical laughter.
"You have something to ask me?" Revan asked.
"I do, how did you know?" Bastila asked, surprised.
"Well, your face was scrunched up like a kinrath pup" Revan teased, smirking in amusement when she put her hands on her hips.
"A kinrath pup? It most certainly is not! I am a Jedi, remember. I have far too much mental discipline to reveal what is going on in my mind by such obvious physical clues. My thoughts remain hidden, including whatever my feelings are for you. Uh, I mean whatever I feel about you. No, I mean whatever I think about you!" Bastila said, finishing strongly, hoping Revan didn't catch her slip.
"You're so cute when you're embarrassed" Revan teased, not giving Bastila the reprieve that she had hoped for.
"Why must you be so impossibly infuriating? You know very well what I am talking about. I'm speaking of the bond we share; the one the Jedi Council spoke of. Our bond allows us glimpses into each other's mind. We can feel some of what the other feels. And what I see within you troubles me. The fact that you have so much raw power, and you don't seem to care what repercussions your actions will bring worries me" Bastila admitted.
"You could warn me when I do something bad. Blink once for dark side, once for light" Revan joked, causing Bastila to get angry again.
"This isn't a joke! Your actions could affect all of us! Revan, I have to be honest with you. I've been watching you. I've been studying how your power has grown since you left for the Mandalorian Wars" Bastila admitted.
"I think we both know the real reason you've been watching me" Revan joked, like he forgot all about the seriousness of the situation.
"You just never give up, do you? I admit, I'm interested in you. I find you intriguing. Compelling, even. But it's not what you think. You have a great gift. You have an awesome command of the Force, and I tremble when I think of how you might misuse it" Bastila told him quietly.
"I make you tremble? Do you get all tingly inside, too?" Revan asked, his cocky smile returning.
"What? No! Of course not. I've seen you give in to the dark side. I've seen you give in to temptation on more than one occasion" Bastila said, stopping when she saw his hand raised up to stop her.
"Don't worry, Bastila. I have been acting like this since before you came to the Jedi Order. I know how my actions end up" Revan told her, effectively silencing the subject.
The Ebon Hawk was finally touched down on Tatooine without any fuss, save for the argument on the on the ship about the main goal of Tatooine.
"We have to focus on the Star Map!" Bastila exclaimed.
"Hey, the star map will be there later! We need to find my brother before he leaves Tatooine!" Mission shouted.
"While you are doing that, I will be going to the dune sea to kill Jagi for questioning my honor!" Canderous barked.
"Those things are not important! We need to stop the slave trade! If we cripple Tatooine, the rest of the slave trade will fall apart!" Juhani cried.
"Revan, make them shut up!" Meetra snapped. The former Sith lord was just sitting at the table, eating his breakfast despite the chaos that was around the table.
"Yes, Revan, tell them" Bastila said stingily, as if she knew that he would agree with him. She gave him a glare to try to add to his incentive to agree with her, but he just smirked in amusement.
"We're going to do it all, just be patient. I'm going to go with Mission, Carth, and Bastila to find Mission's brother and the Star Map. Meetra, I need you to go with Juhani, Sarna, and Canderous. You are going to go make sure Canderous gets his honor back and then you need to find out any information about the slaving headquarters that you can find. Once we're all back together, we are going to devastate the slave trade. Just stop shouting!" Revan shouted. When he said that, everybody gave him a sheepish look, except for Bastila who was still glaring.
"Revan, we have to focus on finding the star maps before anything else!" Bastila told him condescendingly. Revan looked at her reproachfully and shook his head.
"We're mortal beings who actually have emotions, unlike your oh so virtuous Jedi Council who act like they are without fault. We need to help all the people we can or else what the hell are we trying to save?" Revan asked calmly.
"And if we take too long, we won't be able to save anything" Bastila told him.
"Bas, I've led many battles before. I know what I'm doing. We have plenty of time. Malak can't increase the speed of his assault or else he will get trapped. He knows that. There's time for us to do it all. Trust me" he told her evenly.
"How can I trust you when you won't even listen to the Council? You disobeyed them and went to war!" she snapped.
"And if I would have listened to the Council, all of us, the entire galaxy would be speaking Mandalorian right now. The Mandalorians were about to invade the Core Worlds and I risked everything to do what nobody else would do! I could have stayed on Dantooine where I was happy, but no! I gave everything up and went to war! Your oh so virtuous Jedi Council sat back and watched the galaxy burn while I was out sleeping on animal bones, and that was on good days! We were glad when we had animal bones to sleep on!" Revan shouted. He looked around at the ship and nodded.
Yeah, time to go" Revan said curtly, storming off to his quarters angrily.
Bastila blinked and looked at the rest of the crew who were also in shock at what had just transpired.
"I was just joking around. I thought he knew that" she said quietly.
"Bastila, come with me" Meetra said, pulling Bastila off to the girls' room.
"What is it, Meetra?" Bastila asked quietly, looking up at the older woman to see a reproachful stare coming back at her.
"You don't know why Revan went to war" Meetra said bluntly. Bastila was shocked and incensed that Meetra was insulting her intelligence like she was.
"Yes, I do! He just said it to all of us!" Bastila argued, but Meetra shook her head slowly.
"That's not the real reason. He left the Jedi and went to war for one real reason" Meetra rebuked.
"What?" Bastila asked in shock. She was quieter after that, not able to believe it.
"Let me show you" Meetra whispered. She sat down to meditate and Bastila did the same, following Meetra into her memories.
It was during the Mandalorian Wars. The room was dark. Bastila and Meetra were standing to the side of the room. As Bastila prepared to say something, Meetra held her hand up to warn Bastila to stay quiet.
"Revan, is that you?" a voice asked.
"Meetra! Yes, it's me!" Revan whispered. Then, Bastila saw them. They were sprawled out on the ground in the center of the room, neural restraint collars on their bodies.
"You're prisoners" Bastila whispered, looking down at the two in the memory.
"What is the plan for escape, Revan? We need to get out of here and get back to the troops" memory Meetra asked, trying to summon the strength to sit up.
"I don't have one" Revan admitted, causing memory Meetra to fall over in shock.
"What are you saying, Revan?" Meetra asked quietly, not willing to believe what he was saying. Revan was quiet for a minute, as if thinking about what he was going to tell her.
"Meetra, what can I say? We're the only two who can stop the Mandalorians and we got ourselves captured. Now, nobody is stopping the enemy from winning the war. Meetra, I failed" Revan whispered. Bastila's heart broke when she heard how hoarse his voice was and how pained he felt. Memory Meetra was just as quiet, not able to believe what Revan was saying.
"I give up" Revan whispered. When he said that, Bastila felt tears start to pool in her eyes at what she was witnessing.
"Why did you go to war, Revan?" memory Meetra asked quietly.
"To save the Republic" Revan whispered hoarsely, causing Meetra to sit up and pull Revan up to sit in front of her.
"Come now, Revan. It's just you and me here; don't lie to me!" memory Meetra told him. Revan muttered something unintelligibly when she told him that and he glared.
"What was that?" memory Meetra asked.
"I came to protect" Revan snapped.
"To protect what? And don't lie to me!" memory Meetra yelled, glaring back at the man in front of her. It looked like Revan was going to say something, but then he closed his mouth for a minute.
"I came to war to protect Bastila" Revan whispered, hanging his head in shame.
"And you're doing a great job of that right now. By you giving up, what will happen to her?" memory Meetra demanded. Revan was silent, but Meetra wasn't deterred.
"She will be hunted and killed brutally. Or worse" she snapped.
"What can I do, Meetra?" Revan asked quietly. Guilt was clear on his face despite his shaggy hair acting as a mask. He looked up at Meetra with determination in his eyes, despite the weariness in the rest of his features.
"You need to break us out of the neural collars, Revan. I'm not strong enough to do it. You have to" Meetra told him. Before she even stopped talking, he was deep in meditation, reaching out to the Force to try and summon the strength to get the collars off of them.
Revan was sweating a few minutes later, trying to keep his concentration. Suddenly, memory Meetra squealed in shock as her neural collar fell off of her neck. When Revan opened his eyes with a smile, Meetra stood up and used the Force to get Revan's off of his neck.
"How did you do that, Revan?" memory Meetra asked, taking his hand as he helped her to her feet.
"The Jedi are wrong; Kreia is right" Revan told her as he reached out to the Force to check the surroundings outside of their holding cell.
"Are you sure?" she asked, looking at him with shock written all over her face.
"Completely. I wouldn't have been able to get out if not for it" Revan told her. He paused for a second before looking up at her.
"The Jedi will never take me back now. I am considered dark in their eyes now. But, I think it is worth it" Revan told her.
"Alright; but it won't matter if we don't escape, so let's get to it" Meetra told him. Revan gave her a smile and used the Force to open the door and get them out. He walked out the door before stopping and putting his hand on Meetra's shoulder and giving her a hug.
"Thanks sis" he whispered, breaking the hug and walking out to lead their escape from the Mandalorian stronghold.
"I love you, little brother" Meetra whispered, following him out to escape the stronghold together.
When the memory ended there, Bastila looked up at Meetra with tears in her eyes and shook her head.
"Why did you show me that?" Bastila asked quietly.
"Because you needed to know the truth. It's no different than now, Bastila" Meetra told her strongly.
"Why didn't he tell me?" Bastila asked.
"I think that is a question that you need to ask him" Meetra said simply, pushing Bastila out the door, despite her protests.
Bastila went out and saw Revan leaving the Ebon Hawk alone. She rushed out and followed him. She was glad that he was quickly stopped by a Czerka Employee as it gave her enough time to catch up to him.
"Welcome to Tatooine, as a representative from Czerka Corporation, I must inform you that because your ship is not on our schedule today, there is a 100 credit docking fee to dock here" the man said.
"I don't need to pay the docking fee. You will go about your business" Revan said, using the force to urge his order on.
"I guess you don't need to pay the docking fee. Move along" the employee said. Rolling his eyes, Revan walked toward the docking bay exit, only to get stopped by a salesman who claimed that there was now a shipment of gizka on the Ebon Hawk.
"You will remove all the gizka on my ship within the next hour and then you will make it look like you were never there. Is that understood?" Revan demanded, using the Force to push the salesman's mind so hard that the man went running to the ship, holding his head in agony. Bastila sighed when she heard his voice. It was still cold and made her nervous despite all of her training.
Ignoring the disappointed look that Bastila shot him, Revan led the worried Jedi out of the hangar and into Anchorhead.
Once in Anchorhead, Revan felt the force call to him from a woman standing outside a small house next to the hunter's lodge. He walked over to her, Bastila close behind and greeted the woman.
"Please will you help me? I have this wraid plate that my late husband acquired. Will you buy it?" the woman asked.
"What? You said your late husband? What or who killed him?" Revan asked, his anger shimmering beneath the surface.
"I asked everyone in that hunting lodge and they all claim they don't know, but I do! It was those dirty Gamoreans! They killed my husband in cold blood and every time I see them they laugh and snort at me!" the woman exclaimed, putting her hands over her face in agony.
"Why would they do that?" Revan asked calmly, attempting to get a read on her emotions.
"They were upset that my husband came back with such a big wraid plate. They had the biggest of the season before my husband's plate shattered their record. They didn't like him before that, but that was the last straw" the woman said angrily.
"Ok, so what do you want? Vengeance?" Revan asked carefully. The woman shook her head firmly.
"If you have no way to make money for yourself, you're alone on Tatooine and vengeance won't keep my children and I warm at night or feed us every day. I'm not looking for handouts, but I need someone to buy this wraid plate. It's worth at least 500 credits, please, will you buy it?" she asked, sighing in simple worry. Revan looked at the woman and thought for a second before sighing back at her.
"I'm sorry, I can't buy it, but I can take it inside and sell it for you" Revan offered.
"I don't know; how would I be sure you would come back? Are you sure you can't buy it? Please?" the woman begged. Revan put his hand on her shoulder and he took out his lightsaber.
"Here, I will let you hold my lightsaber until I come back" Revan told her.
"You're a Jedi? I'm terribly sorry for my disrespect, master Jedi!" the woman apologized, bowing her head in shame.
"I'm not a Jedi, miss, there will be no need for such formalities" Revan said simply.
"If you are not a Jedi, then why do you have a lightsaber?" the woman asked, backing up out of instinct.
"I'm not a Sith if that is what you are asking. I have never seen eye to eye with the Jedi, and I kill most of the Sith that I see, so I don't really think I can belong to either category. Let's just say that I am trying to make the universe a better place, and to do that, I cannot associate too heavily with either. I am a third party, so to speak" Revan explained. The woman looked up at Revan, and then to Bastila before looking at Revan and then taking his lightsaber from outstretched hand.
"Alright, here's the wraid plate. Please don't take long" the woman begged. Revan nodded and walked into the hunting lodge, Bastila following close behind.
He walked up to Fazza and took out the wraid plate.
"I have this to sell you" Revan said.
"This is a very good plate, probably worth, oh, 275 credits" Fazza said, though Revan was not surprised. Revan groaned in anger and walked to the corner of the lodge, where the Gamoreans were drinking.
"Listen here, I know what you did, and now, I am going to kill you for it" Revan hissed, bringing his hand up and the windpipes of the filthy pigs started to constrict. Soon, they were all dead, and Revan left before he could be blamed for something that he didn't want talk about in the future.
"You just killed three innocent beings in cold blood!" Bastila hissed.
"They weren't innocent" Revan hissed back, stopping in front of the woman again.
"Were you able to sell the wraid plate?" the woman asked, hope clear on her face.
"No, Fazza was only offering 275 credits for the plate, but I did the next best thing. I took care of your gamorean problem for good. I know that can't get you off Tatooine, but I'll give you 1500 credits so that you and your children can get out of here" Revan said simply. The woman was overjoyed.
"1500 credits! Thank you so much! But please take this plate. It's the least I can do for you" she told him.
"No, you keep the plate. Let your kids know how your husband provided for them" Revan told her.
"Thank you, and whatever it means, may the force be with you, you've saved us" the woman told him, leaving to find her kids to secure transport off of Tatooine. Bastila smiled warmly at him.
"Thank you for helping this woman. It might not have been a great thing for you, but you've made a difference here" Bastila told him.
"I have a soft spot for mothers that selflessly try to help their children. My mom and I, well, we went through the same thing back home on Deralia, selling our stuff, but nobody helped us" Revan admitted quietly.
She wrapped her hand gently around his arm causing him to look at her hand like she had grown a second head.
"What do you want?" Revan asked simply. Bastila looked up at him incredulously.
"Why do I have to want something?" Bastila demanded, glaring at him like he was a child.
"Because you never put your hand around my arm. I'm usually the one who is making advances like this, and you never start it yourself. Now what is?" Revan said simply, glancing down at her.
"What was your mother like?" she asked. He looked at her in shock at the question, as it was not one that he expected.
"You did all that just to know about my mom? I don't know what I'm going to do when you want something big, but I can't wait" Revan teased. Bastila's retort was cut off by Revan's com-link going off.
"This is Canderous. The new girl, the Republic Pilot, and I got the hunting license from Czerka. Are you sure we don't have time to wipe Czerka off the face of the galaxy during this journey?" the Mandalorian asked through the com-link.
"Canderous, my friend, I just might have to take you up on that offer" Revan admitted, ignoring the glare that he was getting from Bastila.
"I have the license with me, I'll meet you in the Cantina as soon as I can" Canderous called.
"Gotcha, Revan out" the former dark lord said, starting to lead Bastila to the cantina. When they got close to the cantina, they saw an angry alien storming toward them.
"You humans, Helena must be your word for pit rancor!" the alien exclaimed.
"Bastila, isn't Helena your mother's name?" Revan asked, though he saw Bastila's eyes were as wide as saucers.
"That insufferable woman is your mother? I am sorry, human" the little alien responded. To his credit, on the surface it at least looked like he felt sympathy for Bastila, but his sympathy did not reach his eyes.
"My mother? We've been looking for her! Where is she? Is she still there?" Bastila asked, causing the little alien to look up at her and Revan in shock.
"You're looking for her, you humans are all crazy" the alien muttered.
"Where is she?" Revan asked calmly, cutting off the alien as he started to walk away.
"She's in the cantina, and don't worry, I don't think she's going to be leaving any time soon. Nobody can top her attitude" the alien said starkly before walking away with an angry huff.
"Well, we need to go to the cantina either way, so I guess you will be seeing your mother again, Bastila" Revan told her. She didn't respond, choosing to ignore the smirking former Sith Lord as they walked down the dusty dunes to the Czerka office.
When they got into the office, they joined Meetra, Carth, and Canderous at the side of the office watching a huge argument between one of the workers and one of the local aliens. A few seconds after Revan and Bastila entered, the alien scoffed and left the office in a fit, not sparing any of the workers a second look.
"I'll give it a 7" Meetra said casually. At that, Revan looked over at her like she had sprouted a second head.
"Are you kidding? I would go no higher than a 5. Terrible performance, lacking emotion from the Czerka end and the Duros was not too much better" Revan argued, shaking his head in disappointment.
"Oh, come on, Avner, the guy did that in Czerka's office. Give him some credit" Meetra argued. At that, Revan laughed a short laugh, almost a snort.
"I give credit where credit is due, Melina. That guy deserves no more than a 5" Revan told her soundly.
"What are you two arguing about?" Bastila demanded, trying to force Revan to look at her, but her little wish was ignored.
"I'd have to agree with General Surik on this one, Revan. I thought it deserved a 7 or even an 8" Canderous said.
"No way, you guys are all crazy. I wouldn't have given him any more than a 5, though I probably should have gone a little lower. Not convincing at all" Revan argued.
"What in Force's name are you three still arguing about?" Bastila exclaimed with anger, not enjoying what she was hearing.
"They are judging the performance put on by the Duros and the Czerka worker. They always did it during the Mandalorian Wars. Whenever there was an argument on the Bridge of one of their ships, they broadcasted it live to all the other ships in the fleet so everybody could judge. I heard that they even argued with each other in the field a couple of times. Rumors say that the troops fought even harder so they could have a chance to judge it in the end. It was a great way to lift our spirits when we felt like we were on the brink of defeat. Watching these arguments lifted our spirits better than anything else, no matter what" Carth explained to her, smiling as he thought back at how Revan and Meetra were always able to make war seem almost like a game.
"This is not how a Jedi would act, especially when on a mission to save the galaxy" Bastila snapped.
"Look, Bastila. They are the only reason why the galaxy, the Republic, is not speaking Mandalorian right now. They already saved the galaxy once and they're going to do it again. You never saved the galaxy. You were back with the Jedi while they saved the Republic. They know what they're doing. As much as I hate to follow them blindly, I don't think we have any other option. Following them is the only way we have a chance at winning this war" Carth explained.
"Well this is different. I never expected Mr. Republic over here to defend our heroes so heavily, especially given their pasts" Canderous teased, a grin crossing his scarred face as he stroked his repeater.
"I never lost trust for either of them, though I really did try. I tried to hate them both, but I couldn't do it. They left an imprint in all of us from the war that we will never forget" Carth explained, a wry grin crossing his face at the thought. Revan didn't miss the little glance that Carth gave Meetra when he said that.
"Glad to hear that, Carth. We need to all trust each other on this mission or else Malak will win before we even have time to get there. That's why tomorrow, you and Canderous are going to go out together to get everything done that needs to be done for you two to trust each other, starting with the duel with Jagi in the Dune Sea. I don't care how you do it, just do it" Revan told them simply.
"And if that doesn't work, I'm sure Avner and I can come up with something from the Wars that we always used to make sure everybody trusts each other" Meetra warned. When she said that, Revan gave them a menacing look that brought chills to the two men in question, causing them both to enthusiastically solute their acknowledgement to their new orders.
"Now that that is taken care of, let's see about getting a copy of this hunting license so we can all get out of the settlement tomorrow morning, shall we?" Revan suggested.
"Why aren't we going to take care of anything today? We still have a few hours before darkness" Bastila told them.
"Nobody wants to be in the Dune Sea at night. I don't care who we're arguing with. Nobody wants to be out there in the darkness. It's too dangerous for the reward, so we are going to start bright and early tomorrow. Besides, I wanted to hit the shops in town so we could see if there was anything useful for the rest of the mission" Revan told her.
"And Avner promised me that I could go ride the swoop bike" Meetra interrupted, causing him to glare at her in shock at the betrayal coming from his best friend.
"Did he now?" Bastila asked, her voice seeping in disappointment at the antics of her bond mate.
"Yes, he certainly did. The deal was that I get to ride it on Tatooine because he lost our little bet" Meetra said smugly.
"And what could it be that you two were senselessly betting on?" Bastila asked, though the larger part of her didn't really want to know the answer to the question.
"Well, it was back on Taris, in the Lower City and we had a little bet between us about how long it would take for Canderous to deal with the Vulkar punks. I thought he would just shoot them in the knees and send a message, but Meetra had a different idea. She told me that he would just scare them away without firing a single shot. Yeah, she won" Revan explained. After that, Bastila just shook her head at them, deciding against yelling, since they wouldn't listen to her even if she tried.
"Anyways, Carth and Canderous will stay here and get us that copy of the hunting license. Melina, you can go get the swoop bike and go win all the races at the local track. Bastila, you and I can go back to the Ebon Hawk. It would probably be for the best that we don't talk to your mother until tomorrow. I sense you have something to say to me again" Revan said, getting another glare from his bond mate.
When they got back to the ship, Revan walked with Bastila to the vacant cockpit, Revan sitting down in the pilot's seat and gesturing for his bond mate to join him. She rolled her eyes at his suggestion and sat down in the opposite chair, hoping to make it clear to him that she was not going to sit on his lap any time soon.
"Now, I know you are wondering why I didn't force you to talk with your mom" Revan told her bluntly. Bastila looked at him, sighing before shaking her head.
"Perhaps you finally realized that I dislike speaking with my mother and do not want to talk to her?" she asked. When he heard that, Revan laughed heartily at the thought, giving his bond mate a smile.
"No, no, no. that definitely wasn't why, Bastila. You should know better" he teased, giving her a sarcastic smirk in amusement.
"Well, then perhaps you should enlighten me then. I do apologize that I am not as brilliant as the great Revan" she droned, putting a little frustrated emphasis on "great" as she said it.
"I do appreciate the sentiment, my dear. It feels good to know that I am appreciated. Now, the real reason why I did not force you to meet your mom is because I wanted to shave before we go through the whole 'meet the parents' thing. It would be better for us to be at our very best for an introduction as important as this, wouldn't it? I mean, meeting your parents can only be done once. I want it to go perfectly" Revan teased, being sure not to stop until her face was beet red.
"You insufferable nerf herder! Talking with my mother is not about you meeting my parents as you so aptly put it! If anything, the only reason why I would wish to speak with my mother is to see my father again, but if this is how you are going to act than maybe it would be best just to avoid talking to her at all" she told him, crossing her arms across her chest and glaring at him again.
He paused for a second and pursed his lips, looking from Bastila to his hands and then averting his gaze toward the viewport, staring out at the dusty plains of Tatooine inside the landing port.
"In seriousness, I just wanted to make sure you were ready emotionally for meeting her. I remember how you talked about your mom when you first came to the Order. I know you need to be ready to talk to her again. I just want you to be ready for what might happen" Revan told her.
"I appreciate the thought, Revan, but I don't need you to make decisions like this in my life, Revan. I'm not a little girl anymore, if you haven't noticed, and I can run my own life now. I learned a lot when you were gone, and I would appreciate it if you would allow you to make the decisions like this one" Bastila told him stonily. Her voice was hard and stiff, not giving him any chance to defend himself against her accusations. To her surprise, he did not even try to defend himself from it.
"I know you can do that, Bastila. I sure know that you have grown up" he told her quietly, standing up to stalk away to the dorms, leaving a confused and flustered female Jedi in the cockpit, mouth open in surprise at what she had just heard from him.
That night, as she was trying desperately to fall asleep, she tried to keep her thoughts on the mission, but she found that she just couldn't do it, especially not when even her subconscious mind would not let her stop thinking of the man who had captured her heart from the first second he met her.
Author's Note: I decided to update a week earlier than I expected because I had a little more time. I will have the next chapter up by 5/3/13 regardless of reviews, but perhaps if I get enough reviews I will have the incentive to write more even faster. It is tough to write without support. I would really like to see more reviews because just like many other authors, reviews are what propels us to write more and more. It is the support that reviews give, the constructive criticism that is given to help the story, the flames that for me are actually helpful, and the suggestions for what happens later in the story.
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Now, as for what is going to happen in the next chapters. The quest for the star map begins, Bastila learns a little more about Revan, and Mission's storyline with Griff will take a big turn in the coming chapters, not next chapter, but probably the chapter after.
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