A/N: I wrote this a few years ago for the KOTOR fan fiction site I was on, but never posted it on . It's based on a small subgame that is optional, and quite similar to the gollum/bilbo bit in Lord of the rings. Well, here it is.
T'was the night of disembodiment, and inside the Box;
Revan was looking around, at a loss
"Where am I," he cried, as he swiftly swung 'round,
"Why is there white where there should be the ground?
"Where are my weapons, where is the sky,
Am I in heaven, did I just die?"
"No you did not," a voice shouted with glee,
"You're inside a mind-prison, you're trapped here with me!"
"Rubbish," said Revan, "That can't be true,
"And stalk-eye's; you're strange, hell what are you?"
"A ten-thousand year prisoner," he said with a pout,
"But now thanks to you, I am now getting out."
"What is your plan," said Revan, "Please explain,
"If it gets me out too; I'll help you, I'm game."
Said prisoner, "Its easy, I can break through,
Problem is, I have no body to go to."
"I have," said Revan, said Prisoner, "Exactly!
Only one can take it, only they will be free."
"No way!" said Revan, "That body is mine,
You can't have it," said Prisoner, "Fine,
"We'll stay here and talk, see how time flies,
Meanwhile, your body grows old and dies."
"I have no choice do I," said Revan sadly,
"None," he said, "the riddle-game winner goes free."
"What about a strength contest, a combat test, a duel?"
Said Revan, said the other, "You're a fool,
"You're still alive, I'm ten thousand years dead,
Only our minds are here, we can't even knock heads."
"Fine," said Revan, "Lets begin it!"
And so they began to test each others wit.
The contest dragged on, as contests are wont to do,
When someone of equal intelligence tries to outwit you.
Revan sweated freely, trying not to break.
His life on the line, he couldn't make a mistake.
His last riddle: "Flying over to Dantooine,
I stopped off at Onderon to see the queen.
"The queen had six handmaidens, who each had three aides
Each aide had one house, within each two maids.
Maids, handmaidens, aides, queen,
How many were going to Dantooine?"
"I give up," said Prisoner, "I hate doing sums!"
Said Revan with glee, "The answer is one,
"Only I was going, not the whole heap,"
Said woebegone Prisoner, "Very, very cheap."
Revan felt cheerful, he said, "Don't you moan,
I won fair and square, you must now send me home."
In a flash, he was back, back on the cold
Hard floor of the Hawk's cargo hold.
"Where've you been," cried Bastila, slapping his face,
"You've had me worried for ages, you're a total disgrace!"
And you could hear him plead for mercy as they swooped out of sight
Have a very memorable disembodiment, and to all, a good night!