( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Whoever is responsible for this constant toying will soon be wearing their ribcage as a hat.

... this isn't Los Angeles and it isn't Alderaan, which begs the question where did I end up now?

Honestly, you would think whatever is responsible for this sort of thing would get a little tired of randomly removing people from their homes. Although I guess I shouldn't complain too much. At least now maybe the nightmares will finally stop I won't have to worry about the government trying to hunt me down just for being different.

And I guess introductions are in order. My name is Leia Organa Skywalker and if anyone could shed some light on this little mystery I'd really appreciate it.

Oh you have to be kriffing kidding me! At least I'm not completely alone, but still!

Okay, let's get this over with. I'm Jaina Solo. I don't belong here. Obviously nobody has a clue how I got here or how I can get back so I won't bother asking. Instead I just have one thing to say.

If any of you have ever heard of, or seen, anything related to something called 'Star Wars', do yourself a favor and keep it to yourself.

( Anakin )

( Private Message to Nathan Petrelli )

I do not recognize this location nor its inhabitants.

I require an explanation.

This...isn't the program I requested.

Medieval suits of armor tossing me out of a library? Really isn't the program I requested.

Dammit, Quark, this had better not be another one of your tricks to try and get me to test out a new holo program of...some...uninhabited Terran city. At least, it looks Terran. I wouldn't really be able to say, considering I've been to Earth all of one time and didn't see much beyond San Fransisco, New Orleans, and a few transporter pads. Benjamin wasn't exactly keen on giving me a tour. ...then again, Jadzia's been to Earth a few times. Curzon, too. And oh, Emony just loved it there, it was where she met McCoy, after all. Oh, if Benjamin only knew how right I was when I said that--

. . .

I mean, when Jadzia said that he he had the hands of a surgeon, 'cause Emony knew that first hand. Which is something Curzon found strangely amusing when dealing with--

Stop it, Ezri. Stop. Now. Rambling is not going to help you. Three simple, little words will.

Computer, end program.

. . .

Great! Security blocks. Kira is going to hear about this, Quark! She's been looking for an excuse to toss you into the brig, you piece of Fer--

[ stops ranting, almost steps on the PDA, bends down to pick it up ]

Oh wow, I haven't seen anything like this since Tobin w--

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