"Padawan, make sure you switch everything off before you go to bed! And no holovids!" Obi-Wan called as he walked out of the building.

"Aww, but, Master, you leave me on my own for the evening-" Corrie started.

"No holovids!" Obi-Wan yelled back, before poking his head around the door-frame and giving his Apprentice a look that added, 'If you value your life'.

Corrie held his hands up in a surrender, but pouted all the same. "What am I supposed to do all night?" he grumbled.

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "Sleep, perhaps?"

"Me, sleep, are you kidding?"

"I'm sure you can find a way to entertain yourself, Padawan." Obi-Wan said, looking at the Chrono.

Corrie's eyes lit up, and the Jedi Knight sighed. "Why did I just say that?" he asked himself as he shut the door behind him.

With his Master gone, Corrie immediately got to work. He called up his friends on the Comm.

"Ok, Mission is ago. I repeat, Mission is ago. Padawan Me, leaving my quarters now. Out."

"I'm in place, Padawan You." Crawen replied.

"Master Windu's just leaving now." Macu said blandly, before Lolee interjected.

"Arak, Jonah and I are ready and waiting, Corrie."

Corrie grinned and ran around to the window. Throwing it open, he swung his legs over and jumped, using the force to slow his slight fall, landing lithely on the grass on the other side. He pulled his pack onto his back more securely and pulled the comm. up. "Ok, I'm on my way."

Five minutes later, the group could be found at the same spot in the gardens that they had been in the time when the plan was hatched, looking up at the building.

"I cannot believe you talked me into this, Corrie." Crawen griped, sounding genuinely amazed.

Corrie grinned. "Don't worry, neither can I."

Rolling his eyes, the Iktotchi followed on as the group Force jumped onto the first roof.

Lolee and Jonah bounced straight from that roof to the next, force jumping gigantic holes. The rest quickly followed, and the first hour of their time was spent playing on their new obstacle course.

Macu ran at the next roof, just missing the perfect landing, instead allowing himself to fall until he could grab the rim of the roof with his hands and flip up just as smoothly. Corrie's pack came sailing out of nowhere to hit him in the back of the head. The gray and white stripe Twi'lek turned to glare at the human culprit.

Corrie merely grinned as he leapt the gap, using the force to steady himself when he just caught the edge of the roof. "I think it's time to continue with our plan, don't you?"

Macu nodded. "I suppose so, yes." he conceded, and while Corrie turned to try and find his Comm., the Twi'lek threw his pack back at him.

Corrie grunted as it hit him in the chest, backing up dangerously close to the edge, before turning to glare at Macu.

"You put your Comm. in there." Macu smirked.

It took another ten minutes or so for everyone to converge on the same roof, with Lolee bouncing in last. "Sorry guys, I had to come from around your side, Arak."

They nodded. Goodness only know how he'd made it all the way around there and back again without killing himself.

Crawen began to hand out small, flashing devices from his bag.

Corrie took his and brought it up to eye level, grinning like an over-grown Crecheling. "Oh, this was so worth waiting an extra week for, Cra!"

Arak gingerly took hers, flipping it over in her hands. Her technological brain worked through the devices that her and Cra had been building.

Macu tugged open Corrie's pack and gave out the miniscule magnetisers that he had stored in there earlier. "Ok, so these shouldn't affect the soundwaves at all. They should just stick."

Everyone magnetised their devices, and stood up straight.

"Alright, we all know the drill. Make sure no-one will be able to see them unless they're looking for them." Jonah commanded, before taking off towards the Creche rooves with Arak.

"I am so glad you thought of these, Cra." Lolee laughed as he gave the subject of his praise a salute and ran up to the Training Rooms with Macu in tow.

Crawen sighed. "As long as it's someone else doing the actual talking." he muttered as he and Corrie watched the pairs split up, sprinting and jumping and climbing to their destinations.

Their pair spun around to face their target. They were headed for the Council Spire.

They ran for a small while, until they came across a problem.

"Ah." Corrie said as Crawen came to a smooth stop beside him.

"Yeah, you didn't think of this, did you, genius?" the Iktotchi asked, staring up at the smooth, cylindrical pipe that extended in the giant gap between them and their target area.

They needed to get to the next roof, but that roof was far too high up and the gap was far too big for them to jump. And then there was the problem of the pipe. It was massive, a looming structure that blocked the only path for them to jump. It was surrounded by smaller pipes that rhythmically belched out poofs of some gassy substance. The pipes were perfectly smooth. No handholds, not footholds, too high to jump.

Corrie pouted. "Sithspit." he said decisively.

Crawen stepped forward. "So, you didn't think of it. It's a good thing I did, then, isn't it?"

Corrie looked up hopefully as Crawen stared down at the pipes. And jumped. His cloak billowed out behind him for a moment, and he fell, before the pipe puffed, and Crawen floated up on the forceful belch of industry. He continued like that, over the field of smaller pipes, with Corrie following behind. "Brilliant, you are brilliant, Cra!" he yelled over the loud clank of machinery form beneath them.

Crawen shook his head, but couldn't keep the grin off of his face. "What would you do without me, hey, Seline?"

At the jibing use of his nickname – derived from his similar last name: Soline – Corrie merely grinned and had to focus on catching the next pipe.

That was when Cra closed his eyes for a moment. He shot into the air, but no force but the one he created was pushing him upwards. He leapt at the big, main pipe, and slapped it with both hands. There was a resounding clunk, and he began to use his magnets to climb. Corrie's laughter floated through his ears, and the Iktotchi smiled as the wind blew over his face. This was actually quite a relaxing activity, if he ignored the burning in his arms. Once he made it to the top, Cra threw the magnets down to Corrie, who quickly followed.

From the top of the pipe, it was easy for the pair to jump onto the next roof and prepare to go their separate ways. "This is a historical moment, Cra! We're about to create the first, ever, Jedi Radio!"

Crawen smirked. "I'll give it to you, Corrie, it was a pretty awesome idea."

Corrie took an extravagant bow.

"Even if they're going to figure out who did it the first time we say something."

Shrugging, Corrie began to walk off. "They were going to figure it out anyway. I mean, who else would be stupid enough to try this, and pull it off?" he asked.

"We're not quite there yet, Corrie!" Cra called after his friend, before shaking his head and going off to plant his device. He knew he wouldn't see Corrie again until morning, when they all met up to test out their latest invention. And as much as he could rationally berate himself for it, Crawen knew it was going to be fun.