Tech blinked his eyes open at the bottom of the ravine. Impossible— nearly. The fall was too long. His chances of survival were less than two percent. Even if he had, he certainly should not be free of pain. Perhaps he was in shock.
He raised a hand to adjust his goggles, and, to his surprise, found it pale blue and translucent. Fascinating.
“Yeah, it takes a little while to get used to.”
A reg, also blue and translucent, was perched on a boulder to his left, legs crossed, one foot dangling. His appearance did not differ much from standard, save for facial hair and a small tattoo on his right temple. It was too blurry to identify what it represented.
“My theory,” the apparition continued, “Was prolonged exposure to Jedi. You’re kinda throwing that off, though.”
Tech could do little more than blink. “Who are you?”
“Right, sorry,” the reg grinned, “Been following you guys around for so long I forget you don’t already know me.”
Tech squinted, looking more closely. Something began to stir in the back of his mind. Something Echo had shown him. That they’d spoken about at length
