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[Well, that whole thing with the dreams was pretty unnerving to Tavros, especially since he found out that everyone had seen his. But luckily he's found something to distract himself from that.]

uHH, SO,
tHOSE DREAMS WERE, uHH, PRETTY WEIRD, RIGHT,
aND I GUESS, kIND OF SCARY ALSO, aND THEY MAKE ME FEEL KIND OF SAD THINKING ABOUT THEM,
bUT, uM, i FOUND SOMETHING, pRETTY NEAT JUST NOW,
uHH, cHECK IT OUT,

[The feed will then switch to video. It's Tavros, and behind him are a bunch of Arkan Sonney who don't seem to have noticed him yet. Tavros speaks in a low, excited whisper.]

So, uhh, I heard that, if you catch one of these small pigbeasts, you can get a wish! So, um, I will try it right now. Uhh, here I go!

[Tavros then props up the communicator carefully, and then turns around to sneak up on the pigs. Unfortunately it doesn't take long for them to notice him and almost all of them scatter. One of them is a little slower than the rest, so Tavros takes the opportunity to try and catch it by tackling it.

But the pig quickly scampers away, causing Tavros to not catch it and instead fall flat on his face. There's a moment of silence as he just lies there before you hear a muffled] Ow.

[It Keeps Happening.]

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Nice to meet ya, Tavros.

[Changing gears...!]

What will you wish for?

[Oh good, a change of subject.]

Um, well, this may sound kind of silly, but...I was going to wish that I could fly.

[And just like that, Tavros, you have endeared yourself to him.]

Whoa, hey! C'mon, that isn't silly at all! There's nothing like flying. [Damn does he miss it, stuck here, but — ] I'm gonna take a shot in the dark and guess you mean without the help of an A.G.W.S. or a cruiser. You seem more of an Icarus.

Uhh, I don't really know what that means, but there really is nothing like flying! Back home I could fly in my dreams, and I had a rocket chair, but I have always wanted to be able to fly just by myself.

There's a Greek myth about a craftsman, Daedalus, who fashioned his son, Icarus, a pair of wings out of feathers and wax. He told Icarus not to fly too close to the —

[Jr. pauses and coughs.]

— he told Icarus not to fly too close to the sun, but Icarus didn't heed the warning. The sun melted the wax and he plummeted to his death.

[What a pleasant story, right Tavros?]

...oh.

Well, uhh, then if I ever get to fly, then I hope I don't have to use wax wings, since they would probably melt like you said.

Hey, if these things have the power to grant your wish, I don't see why you'd have to resort to wax wings! A rocket chair sounds pretty damn sweet though...

Just keep an eye out on those things...ya never know when one of them might go rabid.

[Jr., stop trying to troll the poor kid.]

Uhh, I really hope they don't...but if they can grant my wish, I won't give up!

[That resolve startles Jr. and, unseen, he smiles.]

Alright, I'll leave you to it then. Good luck, man.

Thanks!

Uhh, I will probably have to find another way to catch them though, since I guess sneaking up on them won't really work.

Remember what I said about traps! Think of it like fishing...ya just gotta be patient.

[He winks, realizes Tavros can't see him, and then mutters under his breath.]

Okay, I will remember that.

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