Rey nodded. "I've been wondering how they watch us. Those guys who keep us here. If you can't get through the field, that means it's either something else or they're so powerful that I can't even conceive of it. And I gotta say, I haven't seen any cameras in here."
Easing back into life one step at a time"Maybe. Admittedly all I know about psychic powers is what I've read in stories, so I'm just flying by the seat of my pants here...but so long as Gordon is working on the portals, I'm just racking my brain trying to figure out what could possibly be out there..."
Easing back into life one step at a timeKimimaro was now practicing katas with his bone-sword, paying little attention to happenings around him.
Off to bed now; up around 8:15 my time
Bendy Slendy in Upendi. Also, check out my ficGalen took his lightsaber out and started a training routine. He still looked a bit green, and heaved a sigh of thanks when Spriggan changed the room's décor.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.Galen finished his routine. He went over to the dossiers, and picked one up. He opened it, but it was unreadable to him. He morphed it a bit, using the Common Room to change the script into Basic, but retaining the information within. He sat down, cross-legged, and started to read.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.Galen looked up from the dossier. "Your planet is... rather underdeveloped, Master Mason. This history seems like one of the ancient tomes I've read, one that dates from before the time of the Rakatan Infinte Empire
."
"Actually - no. This is the first history of any of the champions that I have read, and I am speaking the truth. Here. Read these." Galen said, and conjured a few holobooks.
The top one's title read, A Short History of the Galaxy.
"All true, though. The Galaxy has known many ills."
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home."Are you referring to the massacre of the Separatist Council on Mustafar?" Asked Galen.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.

"Well, I can control whether or not a read someone's mind, but sometimes... I sort of pick up little snippets of surface thoughts."
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably