A Burner's First Arson

== Fueling ==
Two weeks after Graduation. Croc's been letting me stay at her place for the nights, but I'm still stuck with carrying the luggage. Luckily, she has a good computer that I can use at night, so I've been able to start prepping something. Particularly, something involving the drive loaded with the system's code that I hid with my clothes as I was hurried out. I was still wearing my cap and gown... I don't feel bad about this. Not at all.
== Ignition ==
Three weeks after Graduation. Everything's ready, and just in time, too. It's a good thing that Croc's place is close to the Spaceport, I was able to latch on to their signals long enough to find my way in. Once I figured out how to navigate through the damn network, making my ticket out of here was a breeze. It's not like I could do this for a job, they'd eventually find out and patch it, but one ticket is all I need. A cargo ship headed to Tortuga wouldn't mind a stowaway, right? Hell, it's fitting for 'em.
== Embers ==
I don't care how long after Graduation it's been anymore. I'm out of there, out of my old life. Next stop, Farsheek City. And the beginning of my new life as the Burner. I guess you could say this was my real Graduation.
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