Bonk…Bonk…Bonk...Bonk...Bonk...I stare silently into the small dent I am making on the ceiling…Bonk…Bonk…A small red ball bounces up and down against the dent…Bonk…Bonk…Bonk…No one is in the room above, though I wish there were, just so I would have something to do…Bonk…Bonk…Bonk…"So...they send me on boring Outer Rim missions for months, rent out my room, so when I come back they can stick me in some small cell until I rot. And if I don't rot, then they'd be much to happy to send me on another Outer Rim mission for a few more months… and then the cycle repeats itself"…Bonk…Bonk…Bonk…THUD. Suddenly I stand up, peer at the red ball that fell on the hard duraplast floor, and march out of my room looking for … a Jedi quote echoes in my mind…"A Jedi seeks no adventure"…"Then I must be a Sith" I mumble back. Just as I clear the doorway, my comlink buzzes at my side. "Ugg…May the force be with me." I reach down, grab the comlink and reply, "Yea?" "Your wanted in the Jedi Council room in 5 minutes, please come on time." *click* "Grr… like Sith I will…" Entering back into my room, squishing the sad red ball under my feet, I don my Corellian robes, put my blond-brown streaked hair back in a ragged ponytail, and exit once again.

Finally, I reach the Council room, fashionably 5 minutes late. Walking up the doorman, I announce "I am wanted inside." The dreary old guy, who looks like he's going to try to love this job no matter how much it hurts him, Replies, " Not for another 5 minutes, take a seat" And he points to a few rock-hard chairs on the other side of the hall. "No no, wait a minute, I'm a tad late…." " You are always late, Master Halcyon and we have taken a precaution against that. Take a seat." Glaring, I slide over to the row of pain devices… not another quote…A Jedi knows no pain…*groans*, and I sit down.