Jaina stopped cold in the middle of her living room as a premonition in the force sent chills up and in and out of every cell inside her. "That was weird," she said to herself.

The building shook with a resounding crash as Jaina stood frozen, eyes locked to her door. A wookiee roared and several voices screamed just outside her apartment, and then the door and its surrounding wall burst into pieces.

Jaina dove to the ground and rolled away from her couch at the center of the room while a bulky brown speeder flew through her living room, scattering and shattering her belongings at two hundred miles per hour. The speeder shattered the large window wall that overlooked the city, scattering glass on the streets.

Jaina got to her feet and walked to the broken outer wall. She brushed off the dust of her belongings and watched the speeder strike the concrete streets below, exploding on impact, shrapnel arcing out in all directions as people ran to escape it.

A loud belch behind caught her attention, and she spun just as a wookiee staggered into the room, the scattered dust cloud settling on his dreadlocked fur. He slugged back a can of carbonated booze and tossed it over his shoulder, then took a final bite from the shaak leg in his other hand, smacking his lips.

Jaina returned her startled glare to the wreckage below, then back again to the unwelcome visitor, comprehending finally that this drunken wookiee had been flying the speeder before it crashed into her apartment.

"Stupid wookiee!" she huffed.

"Frirrh!" the wookiee replied apologetically.

Jaina glared at his mottled auburn fur as he brushed some dust from it, then turned once more to the chaos below. It was a beautiful and horrifying sight.