"Okay, okay," Blackfire says, "what were you doing before you met me?"
"Well, that was five years later," you say. "That's a lot of stuff that happened."
"I've got time," she says, settling in closer to you.
"I don't," Flashfire says. "I'm tired."
Flashfire gets up and walks to her room, yawning all the way.
"Go on," Blackfire says, nudging you. "Tell me what you did."
"Well, first," you say, "I had to be careful where I went, in case Violence was on the look out for me."
"You mean he didn't get arrested or killed after fighting you?" she asks.
"No," you answer. "He and I both got away from Tranquilitus without delay. I haven't seen him since then, but from what Rabsy told me about a year after that Tranquilitus incident, Violence stopped showing up in public."
"He just disappeared?"
"More or less, yeah.
"One big thing I did in the years before you," you continue, "was get in trouble with a crooked cop.
"I was just wandering around the sleeziest part of a big city, just to pass the time, when some guy stumbled out of a club and ran into me.
"He got mad at me, and demanded I apologize for not looking where I was walking. I refused, telling him to do the same. He got even angrier, and demanded again that I apologize. When I refused to for the second time, he tried to fight me. Obviously he had no chance, and was humiliated. He swore he'd get back at me, then stormed off.
"The employees of the club thanked me for teaching him a lesson, and that he had been causing trouble inside. They offered me a bed in the spare room up above the club, and I accepted.
"The next day, the guy returns with some thug friends, and they start a huge brawl. I knock the guy around again, and he runs away. Later that day, I find out that he was a police officer, and that I'm in trouble for assaulting him.
"However, the guy's boss makes me a deal: if I help track him down and arrest him, they'll drop the charges. I decided to accept."
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