Hi there! Sorry I haven't updated in a while but I have *begins counting on fingers* 7 stories other than this I am working on. I am also not getting much feed back so if your character is used here and u don't like it , tough. I asked for you to tell me. Now for the disclaimer

For those few brilliant people out there who haven't figured this out, now make sure you are sitting down, I don't own Star Wars. Now how hard was that.

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Last problem. If one train leaves New York at 5:00 going 70 mph and another train leaves Boston at 6:00 going 65 mph what time will they meet? My Answer: Sometime within the next three years. (oooh. I hate these problems!) I ran upstairs to once again check my computer.

"Yes! It finally works!" I yelled as I was plopped down in the pilot's chair which began to swivel around.

"What are you talking about?" asked Kekki who was still seated beside me.

"Nothing," I casually replied. I looked up at the view port where the hyper space line things were. "What a day," I muttered and walked back to my cabin. I finally figured out that sleeping on earth didn't affect me here and I was TIRED! I slipped into a dark and dreamless sleep.

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Kekki glanced around the cockpit. They all should be asleep if they had drank the drinks while in the Cantina. She knew Karli hadn't, but then again she was so tired drugging her wasn't going to make that big of a difference. She then sent a transmission out. A moment later a dark, hooded figure appeared.

"All is well I hope for your sake," said the figure.

"Yes, Milord. If all goes as smoothly we should be able to reach you in a few days," replied Kekki.

"Is there any more to report?" asked the figure.

" No, Milord."

"Good. I will be expecting your arrival." The screen returned to its usual screen.

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The group was arriving at Corusant. I had come back up to the cockpit to land and get all the clearances. I was about to begin beating my head against the cockpit controls then thought better of it. I really didn't want to harm the delicate equipment. Finally, after what seemed to be years of stuff, or maybe I'm just really impatient, we landed. Unfortunately I had been going back home this whole time and my head felt like it was about to explode. Marian was being her usual bouncy self and it wasn't helping my headache. I was beginning to wonder if I could find some Tylenol here.

"Before we get off, we need to take weapon stock," I said grabbing a sheet of paper. I am so old fashion. "Let's see..." I began counting weapons. I reached Marian and realized I had no clue what her weapon was. I certainly hadn't seen a light saber. "Marian, what about you?"

"The Frying Pan of Doom is all I need," she said pulling out a folded frying pan.

"Okay, I am going to give you one of my spare blasters," said El've. So off went our weird little group to meet up with Zari.

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We were heading for the underground when I saw him again. "Shoot, can't we outrun him," I muttered ducking into an alley way with the others behind me. Then again, what had I expected. Corusant was a likely place for us to meet someone to help us out. I waited until Fett was out of sight and then continued on.

It was the first time in a few days here that I had seen the sun so I wasn't quite ready to go underground. All the others minus Marian ducked into a nearby Cantina while me and Marian walked around. We got caught in a crowd and were being moved along with it. We knew we had to get out before we got to lost, it was probably already too late when we slipped into a deserted alleyway. A deserted alley way is never a good place to be, but our immediate thought was just not to get lost. Nothing else mattered until Marian and I felt the cold hard muzzle of a blaster at our backs.

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For those of you wondering the answer to the math problem is 13 hours. Anyways, I could really use some feed back. Next chapter will be fun to write... *grins evilly*