"Hello!" I smiled as I waved. "You're watching 'Question Corner', and I'm your host Kale." Wearing a pink shirt and jeans, I gestured to my right as I announced. "Please put your hands together for Moralo Eval!" Watching as the khaki colored Phindian walked the platform in his orange prison wear, I thought he didn't look as intimidating in the new clothes, but he still made the effort to glare at me, to glare at Arnold, to glare at the whole studio audience as he crossed the threshold.

"Moralo," I politely reached out my hand. "Welcome to-"

"Welcome to 'Question Corner'. Yeah, yeah, I got it." He swatted my hand away like I was a pesky fly nipping at his lunch before he circled around me to get to the seating arrangement. Following him as he went, my mouth fell when he plopped himself down in my chair. Rubbing his butt into the cushion to let the whole world know it wasn't an accident that he chose the wrong one. "Moralo Eval isn't interested in your overused greetings." Eval drawled as I settled down in the guest seat. "You know, Miss Kale, this seat is so much more comfortable than that other one." He grinned vindictively. "You've been forcing your guests to sit on hard chairs is that it? Hmm?"

"Ha-how would you know?" I raised a brow and gestured to the seat I sat in now, "You certainly haven't bothered to give this seat a chance. But, if you're so worried about it, I can't proudly tell you that they're the same chairs from the same company." and I shuffled the cards and made an effort not to say anything more, the last thing I needed was to argue with a guest who reminds me of a guerrilla. "Now, if you don't like my introductions, we can just go right into the questions."

"Yes." Refusing to show his frustration over my lack of reaction towards his stunt, he said. "Do ask your questions."

Smiling, I looked down to read. "Starting with 'Bubblygigglygirl24'. She asks, 'What did you originally do in life'?"

"What did Moralo originally do?" He sighed, "I was put in prison at a young age and couldn't even recall most of my childhood because of it. But, my harsh and cruel lifestyle gave me a sharp survival instinct which led into learning and developing technical and engineering skills. It wasn't easy, but Moralo did what he had to do..." Bracing a hand over his heart, he solemnly finished. "to survive and learn."

"Eval," I sighed as I changed the questions, "we all know why your life was so harsh and so cruel because you killed your mother. Now try to be honest in the interview, please." I ignored his agitated growl as I read on, "Now, 'KestrelRaven9' asks, 'Why are you such a terrible shot and a terrible fighter for the average intergalactic villain?'"

"I told you before, my skills lie in technical and engineering skills." His chest puffed up as he further explained, "Moralo leaves the shooting to the dimwitted bobble heads who like it!"

Laughing outright, I replied. "You better pray Bane isn't watching this show right now, or you'll have a very angry cellmate when you return."

"Ha! Cad hates your show to the core. Somethin' about you trying to put a blueberry pie hat on his head once."

Immediately, the audience broke out laughing, and I turned three shades of red in shame. "In my defense it was Halloween, and he just suited the role so perfectly. Greg did tell me not to do it and now I see I should have listened. Given that he refused to wear it anyway, so it was fruitless either way." With the crowd still laughing, I changed cards and said, "Okay, next question! 'Drmethilon' asks, 'Why would you kill your own mother? If you were bored you could have just played with your toys or something.'"

"Toys?" He broke into a hearty chuckle, "Have you even seen my work, Miss Kale? 'The Box', by chance? Eh, I'm sure you have. A genius like Moralo Eval doesn't do well in playing with feeble child toys."

"Then what does Moralo Eval do well with?"

"Killing his mother, of course." Propping his leg over the armrest of the chair, he swung it back and forth gently like a monkey lounging on a tree branch as he exhaled and said. "However tragic it may have been, I was still in need of her assistance, and she did play the victim role so well, you know."

"I think that was because she was the victim, but lets change topics. 'Hazardous By Instinct' ask, 'Is there a reason why you speak in the third person? Or is it a just a thing."

"Moralo-I mean, I don't appreciate this question." Eval made an effect to restrain his third person speaking, but was struggling greatly. "Give me something different."

"Oh, no." I shook my finger in his face. "You have to answer it. I won't ask you anymore questions if you don't."

Clutching the armrests at his sides, he snapped. "Moralo Eval doesn't have to do anything he's told to do!"

"Moralo Eval does too." I chuckled. "Your prison clothes tell me you have to do a lot of things you don't want to do...and you took my chair, so tell."

Looking a lot less amused by his clever 'chair stealing' antics, he growled in reply. "...Prison therapists diagnosed me as deranged along with odd mannerisms that I developed over the years in prison as a child."

"Which involved talking to yourself in third person." Smiling, I said. "See? Wasn't that hard now was it? Wait! Don't answer that. Okay, 'Jedi-TARDIS-Chick101' asks, 'Did you ever suspect 'Rako Hardeen' of not being who he said he was?'"

Still irritated with me, he crossed his arms and refused to meet my gaze. "No, but the next time Moralo see's someone who's just too perfect for the job, I'll just have to shoot 'um dead. Save me a lot of time and money that way."

"Well, that's not going to get you much employment. ErinKenobi2893' asks, 'How did you feel about Dooku betraying you?'"

"I will get my revenge on him one day" He growled, "I has eyes and ears everywhere and when I do, he won't know what hit him. I broke out of jail for a deal of a lifetime!" His hands spread out at the richness of the word until he crumbled them into fists and slammed them hard against his/my armrests. "And in the end he betrayed us like the rat he truly was!"

"I wouldn't blame you for feeling down about that, though I can't say I'm surprised with Dooku being Dooku and all." I noted casually before reading, "'Pronker' asks, 'If the Republic had offered you a job making 'the Box' for maybe something like a training facility for either Jedi or clones, would you have accepted?'"

"Mmm...possibly." He curled his fingers around his chin as a mischievous grin spread across his face, "If they paid me enough and let me kill any of the losers like the Separatist did. You know, It's only fun that way."

"I seriously doubt they'd let you do that and if by some small chance they did I'd be rethinking a lot of things in my life." I said. "And 'Drmethilon' asks, 'The Box seems way too complicated to have been created for the sole purpose of your plan, so were you thinking a different use for it?'"

He chuckled as he replied, "You know, I did consider throwing a couple of old enemies in there after everything was over. It certainly would have been far more entertaining than your average holo-tv."

"Ahuh..." Switching the cards in my hands, I read, 'ErinKenobi2893' asks, 'Seeing how nutty Vindi was this week, did they try to put you into rehab when you were taken back into custody after the failed kidnapping of Chancellor Palpatine?'"

"No, but they tried to give me a therapist. It made me angry; because it messed with my day to day schedule, so I just kept attacking every therapist that came near me, and-after a while-they stopped sending them in."

"And they...didn't even try to put you in a big, white fluffy room after that kind of stunt?"

"I has too many connections for that to happen."

"'KestrelRaven9' says, 'Do you find it ironic that your first name sounds like 'morale'?'" Smiling at the card, I chuckled as I commented. "Huh, your last name is one letter away from being 'Evil', too. Morale Evil." Upon seeing him glare at me, I shrugged and switched the cards. "I don't know, I thought it was funny, but never mind. 'Jedi-TARDIS-Chick101' asks, 'If you could take out one member of the Jedi Order, OTHER than Kenobi, whom would it be?'"

"Kit Fisto."

"What?!" I gaped, "But he's so nice. I mean, what did he ever do to you?"

"It's his smile..." He shivered. "He needs to go, but it will just have to stay on my to-do list for now." He sighed with exhaustion as though the task seemed so tedious to even think about anymore.

"Let me ask you something...were you considering killing Master Fisto before we asked you that question?"

"Moralo never thought about it until now, but now that I think about it, he would be a good one to go."

Usually I've mentally wanted to face-palm, but this time I did without restraint as I shook my head helplessly. I really didn't see this one coming, so I raised my head and spoke to the camera. "We send our formal apologizes to Master Fisto. I really didn't know that could go so wrong so fast." The audience didn't know whether to chuckle or to worry for the Jedi's life, but I went on and read, "At least we know Master Fisto is capable of taking care of himself-" I was cut off in mid-sentence when the stage-lights above started to shut done one by one. A series of shocked gasps came next, along with a lot of 'Ah, come on!' or 'My parents are so going to kill me if I get kidnapped here again!'

"What is going on!" Eval growled in the dark. "Is this some kind of a trick?"

"Gosh, I hope so." Pushing myself out of my seat I stood on what I hoped was the middle of our stage-platform when I said aloud. "Everyone, please remain calm and remain silent." With my hands clasped behind my back out of habit, I was pleased, or even proud, when the the wave of voices bouncing in the dark suddenly stilled into silence. "Underneath your seats, you will find yourself a working flashlight." Meanwhile, I pressed down on the com-link button on my arm and asked, "What's going on?"

"We don't know." Ashley's voice broke through the transmission, "But, Greg's practically quarantined the entire ship, and Michael's checking out the engine room."

"You wanna do my job, clipboard girl?" Greg huffed from the other end of the transmission.

"Why you little-"

"Guys," I interrupted, "don't make me turn off my com-link and-" Right then, a loud explosion happened somewhere to my right and a flash of booming light lite the whole studio for half a second before I jumped in the opposite direction. Hitting the floor hard with my body, I covered my head with my arms as small pieces of debris showered down on top of me. For a second, I considered Grievous, and Dooku, and the whole Separatist army, and how long it would take us to lead everyone to the escape pods, as someone on the com-link yelled. "Kale? Kale, are you okay?" Groaning, I rubbed my head and realized something that made my heart-rate inch down from its rapid pace. "KestrelRaven." I grumbled as I pushed myself up off the ground and dusted off my clothes. Speaking into my com-link again, I said. "Nothing's wrong. I'll be right back."

After everyone had their flashlight on, they turned them towards the scattered black mark now embedded into our platform where the explosion took place. Judging by the distance between me and that black spot, I made the conclusion that if I hadn't had jumped away when I did it could have ended a lot worse. "Please take notes, everyone, that when you decide to grenade a guest, don't grenade a guest." I sighed. "Cause' that one definitely almost hit me and I really like my head connected to my neck and the rest of my body."

As the audience chuckled, they moved their flashlights off of the black spot and onto Moralo who didn't handle it very well. "Turn those blasted things off!" He yelled as he shielded his eyes. "Moralo Eval is becoming blind because of all of you!"

So, while Eval cursed humanity, I caught sight of a light out of the corner of my eye and turned to see Amanda rushing down the platform with flashlight in hand. Her red, curly hair was done up in a pony-tail like her cousin's Ashley as she wore a long-sleeved green shirt. Handing it to me, I thanked her before saying to the crowd. "Enough you guys. Leave Moralo alone. We need to get you off the ship, so please," I patted Amanda on the shoulder. "our intern here will lead you in an orderly fashion to your transport. But, don't give her any fuss and don't blind her with your flashlights-"

Suddenly, a loud noise broke through the ship and all of the lights came back on periodically. Flickering only slightly as they did. "Scratch that. Instead, please place your flashlights back where they came from and put your hands together for our great mechanic Micheal!" Everyone broke out into clapping and cheering, and I waited until it all down before continuing. "However, we do still have to take you all back to the transports for safety protocols, but I will say this, though, that 'Banite Sith' is officially over and our-"

"Wait!" Eval ran up beside me in a huff. "Moralo Eval has more questions to answer!"

Placing a hand on his shoulder, I gestured for one of our security guards nearby to help escort him out as I apologized. "I'm sorry, but as I said before we have strict protocols to follow through with. It's not only for their safety, but yours as well, Mr. Eval. So, please, go with our security guard." Reluctantly leaving, he cursed the Show and the whole studio audience as he was led out of the room. I smiled as I pivoted towards the crowd. "Anyway, I will say thank you and goodbye." Coming down from the platform I stood at the door and waved goodbye to each audience member; saying:

"Thank you for coming: 'Drmethilon, ErinKenobi2893, KrestelRaven9, Finn the Iron Man, StarScream, HTTYD Frozen Forever, Caxkj The Negative Twilight, Mysteryman, Jesslyloko324, Pronker, Riptor25, Lightsaberlost12, CreatorsCasting, Rexorz, Darth Tyrone, TheDoctorCT-21-0408, Grace, Dark Angel and Dark Star, Jhinx1, Emerald the Warrior Princess, Rogue 2k8, Sithlord8665, AngelAxexinf, Dark Brother 16, Jediclonecowgirl, Comrade, Triplethreat123, Weathergirl17248, Dovahkiin154, Dogma23, Rexsgirl123, Purplewillowtrees, NobleMeta, Kickincupcakebutts6, Glabierules, Ahsokatano191, Jedi-TARDIS-Chick101, Hazardous By Instinct, Celtice and Dukakis 2016, AaylaKit, Bookreaderninja, Yaya The Elf, AaylaKitofNiflheim, Dogmatup24, Spikala, ShadowClanWarrior, Snip1212, captainrexbest35, Rex133668, Monsterhuntergod-Ratholas Mkl, TolkienGirl052, Nat13cat, Avalonyx, AL0LT0, Just another fanfiction author, Angel's Anthem, Anakin Ahsoka, Azalea, Rose, Tessika 14, Queen, Laloga, Thearistacats, Skywalker02, Onyro, KitFisto'sGirl, Alex Tsukino, Lady gaga, Lefty blondy, Ahsoka33, and TCTrent45!'"

When they were all gone, I exchanged glances with Arnold who looked just as baffled as I before going to find Ashley who was sitting on a stool frantically writing something down on her clipboard. Hearing my footsteps, she said, "I can't believe we actually had to cut the Show early."

"I wouldn't worry too much about it. Moralo didn't have that many questions left, and he wasn't exactly a guest I was going to miss. Plus, it kind of creeps me out that he doesn't have any prison guards with him."

Taken back, Ashley took her eyes off of what she was writing and asked. "But, if he didn't have that many questions, why didn't you just do a guest recall?"

Sheepishly scratching the back of my neck, I sighed, "I was, but then I contacted Eval about the recall and he made some scary comments about the connections he had. About how he could dig up our Hondo fiasco and shut us all down for good without even throwing a single punch. Gosh, he even knew about the Grievous threat for goodness sake. So, at that moment, my hands were tied."

"How did he find that out?"

"I don't know, but Greg's been told. He and his men had been tracking Eval's every move since he first stepped on our ship."

"Well, he couldn't have done a very good job at it." She jabbed a thumb towards the blinking lights above, "I wouldn't be surprised if Moralo staged this whole mess."

"I wouldn't assume Moralo did this. He's been watched like a hawk from the beginning..."

"Are you suggesting that someone in our crew is doing this?"

Realizing the extent of what I just suggested, I stepped back and said. "You know what, forget I said anything. We don't even know if the electricity was actually sabotaged. I mean, Hondo did buy it on the cheap after-all." Getting ready to leave, I exhaled and said. "You know, I'm going to go and talk to Michael. See if this thing is really worth unscrewing our heads over."

"Alright, then." Ashley sighed, "Tell me what he says." Nodding towards her, I went to leave when I I saw her nervously eyeing a few crew members talking to each other nearby. With dismay, I thought. What did I just do. I wish I had just kept my mouth shut...