I should probably start off with the good news. Everyone likes the good stuff, right?
Well here it is. It isn't much:
Lightsaber training is going very well. Vader's been teaching me individual attack forms to use. I'm sure pretty soon I can probably start having an actual practice sparring session. Lets hope.
Dad went back to duty. He's thrilled. For the sake of everything I guess I'm happy for him. No one wants to be cooped up in a hospital forever, after all.
Ok, now onto the bad news… Brace yourself.
It was probably two or so weeks ago when I was doing one of my wanderings around Executors corridors. It helps me clear my head sometimes. Well, on this specific walk, I received a comm. call from the one person I never wanted to hear from again—The Rogue Jedi from my past.
I was terrified. How the kriff did he know my comlink frequency? Turns out he stole my Dad’s ‘link when he left him for dead back on Corellia during New Years. But that’s not the scary part. He’s been trying to get me back to the planet for reasons he hasn’t yet explained. I suspect he wants to train me in the ways of the Force like he tried to do years ago. But I also have the feeling there’s something else. I just can’t put my finger on it.
Here’s the worst of it all. He knew where I was. And I don’t mean “You’re on Executor”. Heck anyone could’ve known that. He knew WHERE on Executor I was—like he was watching me from around some corner. The last thing he said to me was “I’m closer than you think”.
Ever since that night, I’ve been having nightmares and feelings that something bad was about to happen. And now that Father’s been released back to duty, I can’t help but think he’s still in danger. I asked Vader if it were possible for the Jedi to have snuck aboard but he doesn’t think the man is here. Vader said he would’ve sensed his presence…. And so would I, I'd imagine. But the Force acts in mysterious ways at times.
I just can't help feeling something is going to go terribly wrong...
Just like my love life...
I've made a new friend. He's very nice and very good at cooking. We had dinner together. It was a fun night.
(And no it's not what you're thinking. *points* Wipe that smirk off your face!)
To make things brief, after some misunderstandings, my friend and I are still friends, which is a relief for me. Though I had to (and still am) dealing with the "jealous-as-kriff"- husband. I really hope this whole matter ends really soon. I really don't want to go through another night like last night's or to wake up to false accusations again...
*sigh*
...Interesting...
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