Rebels: Mitth'raw'nuruodo

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(Disclaimer: The character's backstory is credited to Timothy Zahn and the events that take place is not actually Canon in Star Wars Rebels as the credit goes to Dave Filloni and JJ Abrahms. There would be Easter-egg quotes from outside the Star Wars Universe. Jorge is originally from Legends yet his personality/character are different and Roxan is my OC.)


{WARNING: PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT THIS WILL TRY TO PORTRAY REALISM AND ISSUES AS ACCURATE AS POSSIBLE YET IT WILL NOT BE PERFECT...PLEASE READ WITH DISCRETION.}



"You have gained Amneisia right after I turned you...*sigh*...looks like I have to remind you..." A voice inside of your mind said in a slight unnervingly malicious matter. You wake up in your room. There is a dense fog lingering in your mind. You don't remember where you are for a brief moment nearly causing you to freak out...until you heard a loud and clear announcement from the hallway.

"Grand Admiral Thrawn claims that he is close to locating the Rebel base here on the Chimaera..."

That is right...you are Grand Admiral Thrawn. You are the one who is close to locating the Rebel base and you are onboard the Chimaera this instant. You sigh in relief finally remembering, relieving yourself. Walking into your refresher with the fog still lurking in your mind, you step into the shower believing it would clear it. You were dead wrong. The fog remained.

You scold at yourself...you are supposed to be Mitth'raw'nuruodo, better known in the galaxy as Grand Admiral Thrawn. The first humanoid alien to reach the rank of grand admiral in the entire Empire.

You need to locate the Rebel base...yet the fog would not allow you to focus. You must clear your mind. It became the objective.After the quick shower you jumped into your white pants and threw on your vest with the colored plaque on. You clicked the silver buckle of the black belt on, finally ready to go.

You decide to head to the main deck to exercise a bit in hopes of it being able to complete the objective.

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