Skills (as in what their best at):

Huey- Lightsaber Combat (All Forms)

Traban- Normal Force Techniques (Force Push, Force Lightning, Force Sight, etc…)

Ming- Body Combat (Hand-to-Hand)

Jazmine- Healing, Political Matters

Riley- Blaster Combat, Space Piloting

Cindy- Advanced Force Techniques (Shatter-point sight, Future Sight, etc…)

All will be revealed in due time.

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Chapter 6: Getting to Know Your Kenobi

"So Yoda-boy, is this Qui-Gon Jinn kid any good? And do all of us have to go with him and this Kenobi kid?" Traban asked as he finally caught up to Huey and Yoda.

"Hmm, yes. Good it would be if all of you went. Strength in numbers, there are. Master Qui-Gon Jinn, a good Jedi, he is. Reminds me of Huey, he does." Yoda said as Huey raised a brow.

"So he's a snarky, ungraceful, flash-bomb of anger and pent up aggression- Ow!" Traban was saying, before Huey elbowed him in his ribs.

"Hmm, no really. More on the calm and cool side, he is. Also reminds me of you, Traban. Always trying to find amusement within things around him, he does. Also very intelligent and slightly lazy, he is." Yoda said as he hobbled down the corridor.

"Humph, well maybe I can work with him…" Traban said as Huey rolled his eyes. Yoda hummed as he walked.

"Are you boys not playing nice?" a sweet voice cut from the room up ahead as Jazmine came out of it, drying her hands on a small cloth.

"Just Huey. He's so mean, Jazzy." Traban said like a five year-old child as Jazmine rolled her own eyes with a small smile.

"I suppose your council has a mission for us." Jazmine said, more than asked, as Yoda nodded sagely, "You know that I'm still angry with you for getting so old without calling any of us, right?" again Yoda nodded, though this time more like a scolded child caught in the middle of trouble.

"Yes, mission the council has. Go with Jedi Master and his Padawan, you are to go." Yoda said as he walked into the room, Huey and Traban close behind him.

"Well, I guess Huey and the others can go with this Jedi Master while I stay and heal you back to your prime." Jazmine said as she made the door close and lock.

"Hmm… Not now, the time is. Later in the future, it will come. Feel it in the Force, I do. A secret, your powers must be kept." Yoda said with his eyes closed as Huey rolled his eyes.

"Yes, because the Force just loves see your ass walk around with the assistance of a cane." Huey said as Yoda opened his eyes to glance up at him before shaking his head.

"No cane, do I truly need. Can move at full speed through the Force, I can without it." Yoda said as three figures moved from the shadows of the room.

"Yeah, I saw little nigga Yoda floating around this bitch in a damn hover-chair. This nigga play they asses as a old man, but ain't nothing wrong with his ass." Riley said as Ming folded her arms and Cindy swept a bang on hair out of her face.

"Not my fault, it is, if they believe the wrinkles, an old man, they make me." Yoda said with a barely contained grin. He loved his hover-chair, and he'd be damned if he gave it up.

"Yo little, sly, green ass." Cindy said with an amused shake of her head.

"Can we please get back on track?" Ming said as she tapped her foot impatiently. She didn't care if Yoda got a hover-chair, or if Riley's hair had turned a rainbow color on Mustafa. She wanted to know what those kid Jedi Masters were to.

"I think I've formed a pretty good idea. They think, that because of us leaving the Order, and Huey and I having been labeled Sith long ago, that we'll turn on them and start up the Sith again or something. So, now they want a Jedi Master keeping a watch over us just in case we do "turn to the Dark side" or some bull crap." Traban said as Riley and Cindy exchanged looks.

"What? That's why we're about to be baby-sat? Because you two just had to go and get pissed off at the Jedi Council all those years ago?" Cindy asked as Huey narrowed her eyes at her.

"Excuse us for not just wanting to be brainwashed because some stupid ass little kid nearly drove the Order of then into exile and extinction. I was under the impress that they could kiss my Celestial-black ass if they wanted to change me." Huey said as Cindy rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean!" Cindy yelled as Traban and Jazmine stepped in the middle of the two.

"Cindy, calm down. Huey and I had all the right to do what we did back then. If we hadn't, then we'd be slaves of war to the Jedi Order right now; mindless and obedient." Traban said as Cindy crossed her arms and looked away with Riley at her side rolling his eyes.

"And you Huey should be ashamed at what you just said. You know Cindy didn't mean it like that, and that we all fully supported you two while still being in the Order. It was only thanks to Cindy and Yoda that we were able to avoid the memory wipe thing." Jazmine scolded as Huey did as Cindy had.

"Sorry, I am, that the Masters of then forced you into such Civil War. Close, are our bonds between we friends. Cherish them, and hold them high, we should." Yoda said with a peaceful hum.

"Yeah, whatever." Huey said with a sigh, "I won't apologize for what I said, but I do apologize for how I said it. Sorry, Cindy." Huey said as Cindy looked at him out the corner of her eye.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too. I know what went down back then, and I shouldn't have let my… irksome-ness at now get me mad. Sorry, Hue-man." Cindy said as they both crossed the room and hugged each other for a brief second, before stepping away. 800 years had done a lot for their bonds of friendship, they could now stand to touch each and apologize in the same day!

"Okay then, let's go meet this Jedi Master, and show him how we do! Food and drinks on, Huey!" Cindy said as Ming gave her a look, but was still pulled along by the blond just like Jazmine. Huey stood there in shock before his eyebrow twitched in irritation.

"What? Cindy! I never said that! Get back here, dammit!" Huey said, running out the now opened door after a laughing Cindy. Traban and Riley exchanged looks with Yoda while the small Jedi Master shrugged and hobbled out the door.

"Bet you still can't hold your liquor." Traban teased as Riley glared at him.

"Oh, it's on now, nigga." Riley said as they both sprinted down the hall, intent on drinking the other under the table.

"You know, Huey, I bet you're regretting that offer to buy food and drinks now." Cindy said as Huey's eyebrow twitched while he and Jazmine sat beside Qui-Gon Jinn and his Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi. Cindy, seated beside Ming, who was sipping her beverage quietly, looked amused as Huey gritted his teeth to keep from cursing aloud. Apparently, Jedi couldn't do that anymore…

"I did not offer anything. You offered my money, which I might add is not yours, for this meet-n-greet." Huey said with barely contained fury. She was so gonna get it one of these days.

Qui-Gon watched in near distress, and yet a large sense of amusement and fascination along with Obi-Wan, as yet another powerful drink was downed by a smirking Traban. A second later Riley followed the example, yet he swayed a bit as he did while the robotic waitress took their glasses and refilled them.

"By the Force...How much can these two drink?" Qui-Gon asked, his eyes following Riley and Traban's drinking, almost like watching a blur.

"Well…" Ming said, looking at the pair while contemplating how to drop the bomb on the Jedi, "Anywhere from fifteen to… was it fifty last times?"

"I think so." Cindy replied nonchalantly while Obi-Wan's eyes bugged out.

"Fifty!" Obi-Wan exclaimed in shock whilst Qui-Gon simply paled considerably, right before Riley's head hit the table. Traban smirked down at Riley's grumbling form as he sipped his victory drink gracefully.

"That is why I'm always right. And why you never challenge Traban Tousen to a drinking match." Traban said as Riley glared at him from his spot on the table. The hangover was coming much quicker than last time and so was the massive headache.

"Fuck you." Riley gritted out as Obi-Wan gasped.

"When and where?" Traban replied calmly with a smirk as Obi-Wan paled and then turned a light green.

"Go die in deep space, or freeze yo nuts off on Ilum." Riley said as Traban shrugged off the comments. He was too busy basking in the glory of being a great drinker.

"Ah, that was good. So, is there somewhere we can exercise that they won't mind getting a bit thrashed? I couldn't fine the heavy training room in the West-wing earlier, so I guess they took it out in our absence." Ming said as she finished her meal and drink. Obi-Wan watched as Traban stood and stretched while Huey took out a card and handed it to the mechanical-waitress.

"Exercise?" Obi-Wan asked in surprise as he switched his gaze to Ming, "How can he even move after all that?"

Traban smiled at the kid and ruffled his hair whilst waving it off, "That was nothing, my inexperienced young friend."

"So, how do you wish to do this?" Ming asked, looking at Qui-Gon Jinn, who shrugged.

"We'll just take things as they come?" Qui-Gon said as Huey looked at him like an oddity, but Traban nodded with a smile.

"Yep, Yoda-boy was right. I think we're going to get along just fine." Traban said as Qui-Gon Jinn raised a brow at the Yoda-boy comment, but shrugged it off as a "close friends" thing.

"That's great and all, but I was referring to the tour of the planet and Jedi Temple. Coruscant has changed quite a large amount in the last three centuries. Some landmarks are the same, but not all of them…" Ming said, trailing off as she looked out at the skyline from the open bar they were in. They all looked up and saw the sky nearly completely filled with cruisers and speeders.

"Come, I think we'll start with the need to know places, and work our way from there." Qui-Gon said, rising from his seat, but his jaw dropped when he turned and saw his Padawan being shaken like a Burtian baby on Burtia in the Outer Rim by Traban.

"Say it again! I dare you! I double dare you, you heathen bastard!" Traban said as Huey, Jazmine and Cindy tried to pry him off the boy while Ming looked on in indifference and Riley was still grumbling to himself.

"Traban, what the heck? Stop!" Jazmine yelled, Traban stopping in mid-torture to giving them all an innocent look.

"B-but, Jazzy, Hue-man, Cin, he insulted my precious Ramen noodles and then-"

"I did not! I only said, after you explained the meal to me, was that eating all those noodles and salt intake can't be healthy for one as old as you!" Obi-Wan protested as Traban tried back to the boy to give him a venomous glare.

"See! The boy speaks utter blasphemy, and then he dares to insult me by mocking my age and calling me old! He shall repent for his sins! Repent, heathen spawn of a muck-worm!" Traban said as he shook Obi-Won like a rag doll.

Ming sighed as the others continued to try and pry Obi-Wan from Traban's vice-grip, Obi-Wan flailing in distress.

"My husband is such a child at times…" Ming muttered as she rubbed her temples. Cindy sighed as she stepped back, and with the Force, separated Traban from Obi-Wan.

"Sorry boys, but he gets energetic after drinking so much… and sleeping… and… alright, he's always crazy, but that's one of his good qualities. Never a dull moment with him around." Ming said as she held Traban by the scruff of his neck, but when he pulled away, held him in the air with the Force.

Riley smirked as Traban hung in the air, upside-down while his arms folding and a childish pout appeared on his lips.

"Are you gonna to put me down nicely, or will I need to show you people what tonic looks after a trip to my stomach? Trust me; it ain't a pretty sight to behold." Traban said with an air of calmness as Ming scowled at him.

"You puke on me and I swear I'll use your guts to paint the temple walls while your blood is being used to change the color of the floors." Ming said as Traban laughed and shrugged. Ming finally released him, the two Jedi and the patrons who had stopped to watch the show of the strange supposed Jedi seemed stunned by the display.

"So, about that tour." Ming said as she rounded on Qui-Gon Jinn. The man sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He could feel the gray hairs already from being around these people. He smiled as he thought of just how much stress and shock would come with the fun and humor from having them all around.

"Right then, shall we?"

They had wandered the city while Huey and the others would point out some things that were similar, making offhand comments about some of the differences they saw. Such as a building that used to be a flat, or a bar that used to be an apartment, but had been demolished, paved over, and built upon to change with the times. They saw species they remembered over the many years, and others that they had never seen before while on their travels.

Ming smiled as she entered the training room of the Jedi Temple that morning, a bounce in her step, and a glow about her aura many found intriguing. Huey and the others only shook their heads as they also noticed the face-splitting grin she was wearing as she rolled her shoulders. Ming wasn't paying attention, however, for in her hand was a newly constructed lightsaber (one that she had been dying to practice with since she built it three days ago).

She did, however, take notice of the four Jedi Masters that were training in the room once Qui-Gon Jinn had led them into it. Her grin seemed to double in size (if that was possible) as she turned back to the others, Traban gulping as he felt fear for the four unsuspecting "training dummies".

"I'm just gonna be here a while." Ming said as Traban and Cindy were the first two back out the door, the others following quickly as even Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan knew that when they heard a single lightsaber ignite and the screams of four Masters; it was time to run like hell.

That same night, since their mission with the Master and Padawan wasn't until tomorrow, spent that night (and early morning) making love to their spouses. Well, maybe making love wasn't the correct term. More like Huey plowing Jazmine into the bed after years of celibacy, Cindy spurred Riley on with her dirty talk, and Ming clenching her thighs as Traban pounded into her.

Yeah, that was by far more accurate.

The fact all three women were having problems getting up from their beds was an added bonus.

Though each man was happy as they walked out of their respected rooms, all three stopped short and fell silent at seeing Obi-Wan sitting on one of the meditation mats in the hall, one eye open and staring at them, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"Umm… Hey, how's it goin', Obi-Wan?" Traban greeted, dropping down into his own lotus position, hands on his knees as Huey and Riley did the same on other mats. Obi-wan looked at Traban before glancing at Huey and Riley, who looked like they didn't want to know what the kid might say.

To be perfectly honest, they were all pretty damn loud, and had completely forgotten that they had rooms next to the Master-Student pair.

"Good morning, Master Traban, Master Huey, Master Riley. You three look… exceptionally happy today." Obi-Wan said as Traban used the Force to cloud his thoughts. Huey and Riley simply let their emotions and reactions hide in the Force until later as they stared blankly at the Padawan.

"Let's just say that we... had a good night." Traban said as Obi-wan chuckled at the unsure look on his face. He was hiding something either embarrassing or not meant for "children".

"We'll tell you when you're older Ben." Riley said, in a proper tone of voice as Huey and Traban shot him a quick glance of surprise. Riley's cheeks were a light hue of pink, and Huey bet money (or credits as they were called on this side of the universe) that Riley didn't want the Padawan boy trying to talk sex with Cindy.

Because Huey knew he damn well didn't want the boy trying to even speak on the subject with Jazmine.

"Okay… but why the nickname? And why must it be Ben?" Obi-wan asked in a slightly whining tone. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate becoming closer to the age-old Masters that could call Grand Master Yoda "Yoda-boy", and the Council Members "simple children", but if he had to receive a nickname, then he wanted something a little less… plain.

Just before Riley could reply, laughter had all four males turn about toward the hallway. Huey and the others smiled upon seeing Jazmine, Cindy, and Ming standing there hanging off each other's shoulder as they looked around the corner. All three of them had their hair was down and still a mess, but each had a brush in their hand.

"Morning loves." the three women said as they swapped partners; Ming standing over Huey, Jazmine sitting with Riley, and Cindy by Traban. All four males glanced at each other as they were unsure about the situation, but when each male spouse was handed a hair brush, they understood.

Long ago, they each decided that it was only right for them to experience being around one another's spouses. So eventually after so many years, it had become like a second marriage with the change, but after a hundred years with no contact with one another, Huey had to admit that he had almost forgot.

Normally Huey and Jazmine were inseparable, even with the relationship "swapping". They both tolerated it, mostly because it made sense not to be too attached to a person that would be just as "long living and free-wheeling" as you were. It was only after Cindy had confessed a growing love for Traban that they kept it going, but it had stopped after a certain "incident" which left a foul taste in all their mouths.

"My hair needs attending to, Huey." Ming said in an amused tone as she waved the brush in front his face.

He narrowed his eyes at her and snatched it with a smirk as she mirrored his. She knelt down in front of him before completely sitting, Huey and her now joined in "the brushing circle" as the other two couples were. He sat behind her and began brushing just the way he remembered she liked; rough and with no tender girly-ness.

Ming always liked being treated as an equal if not superior; except he wasn't Traban, even if the superior feeling made her happy, his own pride and stubbornness wouldn't allow it and so they were merely equals.

Huey also knew that Traban knew how to handle both Jazmine and Cindy; Riley did too with both Ming and Jazmine. Traban treated each of them with an "length-loving", meaning that he let them be or do whatever they wanted, and even supported them, but if he felt something was wrong or that it was far too dangerous, he would put his foot down and most would agree right their (most meaning all but Ming's pride and confidence).

Riley treated the girls with a sort of "trade-love", meaning that they worked as a team, and so long as you did your share, he'd do his. If you didn't do your share, then he would complain about it, and still not do anything about his own. That meant if you didn't want to have sex, he'd complain, but not force himself on you. Huey had to admit, eight hundred years of life had done a great deal of work on Riley's habits and personality (Huey also contributed the success in Riley's new-found intelligence and gentlemanly-ways to many years of Force training and apathy).

Obi-wan watched the pairs in frank curiosity as they brushed the wives' of the other men's hair. He was honestly very curious about what kind of relationship the six had with each other, and the story behind it. It seemed that, with the way the women each eased into the hold of these men (who weren't their husbands, but to any outsider that didn't know that fact would have thought them to be) they had been doing it before and repeatedly to gain such close comfortably with each other without fear from their actual spouses. It wasn't a n open-relationship, because they seemed to have a set on their way. It wasn't swinging (as his Master had mentioned once) because they didn't seem to be looking for others to join. No, it just seemed that they traded marriages every now and then to both accept the fact that attachments were lost, and remind themselves that if something ever happened, they had another who person (or persons depending on the outcome) that would feel their pain and help them heal while healing with them.

Though the question still remained; why they seemed so tense about the situation just earlier? Had something happened that made them reflexively so, or had a bad experience left them with a horrid memory of the practice?

The Force was trying to guide him to the answer, but it also was stirring him away from asking about it.

Cindy, seeing young "Ben" watching them, smiled, "Don't ask about this whole switching partners thing, okay little Ben. We have a deal, of sorts, but we haven't really done this in a while and something happened that made us stop." Cindy said as she relaxed into Traban, climbing into his lap to get more comfortable as the others had already done.

Riley ran the brush through Jazmine's hair as she sighed. He smiled a bit as he found her relaxed face of sincerity a pleasant change from Cindy's. It wasn't that Cindy was boring or bad, but a change of pace every now and then (even in an eternal marriage such as his) was a good thing. Extremely long life began boredom if one does not find a way to shake it up. At least… that was what Master Grant had said after he served his twenty years of imprisoned reflection for abandoning the Jedi Order.

"Plus, this right here is relaxing as well." Jazmine said as she smiled in relaxation while Obi-Wan could have sworn she looked about ready to purr.

"And his nicknaming you and with Ben no less is simple really." Ming said as she allowed Huey to brush and arrange her hair to his liking, all of them ignoring the people watching from around the halls and rooms.

"Riley likes to give nicknames to people he feels are "good" and worth his time. As for Ben…"

"He probably took the "B" from the sound "Obi" in the first part of your name and "en" sound from Kenobi, and thus you've been christened Ben. Get used to it, because it will definitely stick with you so long as we're alive." Cindy said with a light grin. Riley gave an indignant cry that he wasn't that uncreative, and Jazmine politely jabbed him with her elbow… hard.

"Ignore the man-child named Riley Escobar Freeman behind me, because I doubt he'll ever fully grow up." Jazmine said as Riley looked ready to pout, but proving Jazmine wrong kept him from doing so.

"Aye, You the one all on me, so I must be more than a man-child." Riley said cockily as Obi-wan got to see the petite Jedi Master blush as she jabbed him again.

"Huey is right, you are a brat." Jazmine said as Riley smirked.

"Yeah, well is gay, that, and I might be a brat, but I got you in my lap, oh lady of the- Ow! Now that shit hurt, Jazz."

"Then shut up." Jazmine replied as Riley merely nodded at that while he rubbed his bruising ribs.

The others sat and watched each other in silence as Traban brushed out Cindy's hair and then began to put it in her normal twin braids. Huey put Ming's hair in an oriental bun as Riley struggled to get Jazmine's hair into her ordinary two puff-balls.

"You know, Master Jazmine, your hair doesn't look nearly as short as I would have believed it was yesterday." Obi-Wan said as Jazmine gave him a kind smile.

"Yeah, that's because it always gets all frizzy and stuff. When I wash or put water in my hair it goes down to its real length. My hair is actually longer than Cindy and Ming's."

Obi-Wan saw that the hair went down her back to the base of her spine. He looked over at the other two women and saw that their hair only went to mid-back. His gaze lingered on Cindy as he watched Traban braid her hair with a practiced ease, humming a tone he wasn't familiar with.

"Always remember Ben, women are like a fine tonic; great in the morning and nights, but give you a headache you wish they wouldn't." Traban joked, right before he yelped in pain and clutched his ribs.

A chuckle was heard directly behind Obi-Wan as he turned to see Qui-Gon approaching.

"Good advice, Master Tousen. Glad I found you all in one place. The Council has asked that you all and we, meaning Obi-Wan and I, run to Naboo to settle a trade dispute. It's not much, but it will help you see some of the galaxy as it is now since Naboo is a normality. They also wanted a few of you to make a run to Nar Shaddaa to see about a disturbance. Master Yoda requested Masters Riley and Traban to go to Nar Shaddaa, and meet up with us at Naboo."

"That sounds… okay. I'm sure Naboo is just as lovely as it's always been." Jazmine said, since she had been in the "known" galaxy for a while longer than the others. Traban closed his eyes and hummed like Yoda would as he continued to braid Cindy's hair.

He looked up at Qui-Gon noticing the man's messy ponytail, "You want me to do yours next, Jinn-boy?"

"Umm…N-No, thank you, Master. I'm fine as it is, but thank you for the offer." Qui-Gon replied as Traban shrugged and finished Cindy's braids. Cindy took both braids in her hands just as Huey finished Ming's bun and Riley had finally done Jazmine's hair-puffs.

Always nice work when the boys were doing their hair.

"Our boys could have been stylists." Jazmine said as she walked over to Ming and touched the braided Chinese-bun.

"But being a Jedi was more fun." Huey finished for her as he gave her and Ming a kiss each.

"You've caused enough havoc for the ten Jedi that'll follow after you." Ming said as Huey shrugged and sent Traban a look.

"I don't know… Our Padawans actually turned out to be completely professional Jedi Masters, so we couldn't have been all that bad." Traban said with a smirk at Ming as he got up, Riley and Cindy standing with the others as he did.

"Yeah, but they did like to imitate you two. Always charging into battle with a plan you never tell anyone else about." Cindy said as Traban shrugged.

"I think that's cause we're awesome, and got it like that." Traban defended as Riley scoffed.

"Please nigga, yo ass ain't got nothing like nothing. I'm the great one; training bad-ass Jedi like nobody's business." Riley boasted as Traban glared at him lightly.

"Says the boy who can't hold his liquor."

"Says the idiot that walked off that cliff that one time."

"Says the moron that actually thought a Gungan was part blaster."

"Says the nigga who took over a planet, and then forgot where it was located."

"I told you my planet's coordinates just up and vanished from the archives! I'm so serious when I say that one day it was there, and the next it was gone." Traban said, throwing his hands up as Riley just had to bring that up again.

"Are you two gonna be okay working together by yourselves, because if not-"

"We'll be just fine, Huey. Riley and I get along a lot better and are way closer than most people would believe." Traban said with a smirk as Riley's face tinted red. He took a deep breath before calming down, but still glared at Traban. Huey raised a brow at the implied message of that statement, but didn't say anything since it seemed near impossible to him.

Realize he said near impossible.

"So, it'll be us on Naboo while Traban and Riley handle whatever on that Hutt-space moon, huh?" Huey sighed out, he could already tell these missions were gonna be a headache.

"I would prefer that all of us were together for the Nar Shaddaa mission, but it's out of my hands. Nar Shaddaa is a rough place under the control of the Hutts. It is a hive of scum and villainy." Qui-Gon Jinn said, looking at Traban and Riley like they were his Padawans, "You must be cautious."

"Yeah, yeah, Jinn-boy. I may be just a bit rusty, but I have been doing these "errands" for the Council for the better part of eight centuries." Traban said, hating how people thought he needed to hear words of concern from those younger and less experienced than himself.

"Yeah, we got this. Y'all just make sure you don't get ya damn heads cut off by a Sith Lord or some shit." Riley said as he and Traban exchanged looks with a nod.

"Shall we go see the esteemed Council in order to get our mission specifics?" Traban said with graceful bow toward the hall.

"No need, I have them in these data-files. All we need to do are pack, and go to the hanger where our ship awaits." Qui-Gon said as Huey and the others looked stunned.

"I thought the mission wasn't until tomorrow." Ming said as Qui-Gon gave a serious look of thought.

"It was, but the Masters on the Council have a bad feeling about Naboo and Nar Shaddaa. They want us to leave as soon as possible today." Qui-Gon said as Huey cast a glance at Cindy, who nodded for some unknown reason.

"Fine, let's get on with it then." Huey said with a sigh as he disappeared back into his room, the others doing the same as they came back out. Each had their lightsaber on their belts and cloaks on as they came out.

"May the Force be with us, because I have a bad feeling about this…" Huey thought as they began walking out the halls and toward the hangar deck of the temple.