[This time when the data pad feed comes on, Charles is not sitting at his usual table in the library but rather he's at one of the tall library windows that looks out across the Coruscant night skyline. His expression is contemplative and it looks as if his mind is anywhere but with his body there in the library. For a long moment, he stands and ( Read more... )

[ the datapad is on the ground, as if someone had dropped it or as if it had fallen out of a pocket

it's angled up, recording a pair of booted feet hanging over the ledge of one of the Jedi Temple's fountains.
Soothing water continues to trickle over the bastard who passed out in the Room of a Thousand Fountains

a few moments pass, and a youngling ( Read more... )

[Lily is sitting on a bunk in the Tempest, looking thoughtful]

I suppose it was too much to hope for, that I'd be able to stay neutral throughout this entire affair. Still, if I had to be drafted by anyone, I'm glad it was the Republic. Gladder still, that Ad - ah, Captain Saffron is going to be the one overseeing the Outworlders. [a faint smile] ( Read more... )

[History repeating itself. He dodged his first draft, too...]

Well, this is interesting.

[private - encrypted to Tron and Axel]

What is your status regarding the draft?

[Alliance encryption; to Lily]

I was drafted. The Czerka are moving me off-world, so I'll be outside and operational. Let me know if something needs to be done or set in

[Lois isn't looking too hot.  Her face is smeared with some soot still, there's a cut across her forehead, her hair's full of ashes - but most notable is her expression which looks like she's been kicked in the gut]

The Laughing Mynock is gone.  Everyone's saying it was the rioters, but...

I saw some of the same creeps hanging around outside before ( Read more... )

[Not too long after this happens", Axel appears on everyone's datapads. The normally fairly laid-back Nobody looks uncharacteristically grim, preoccupied, and somewhat sad. After a long moment during which he seems unable to come up with the proper words, everyone finds out why ( Read more... )

[Well hello, Network, it's been a little while. He's been lying low since his future started cropping up everywhere, including his future self. He's no saint about spoilers, but he'd still rather not have an entire portion of his future laid out for him. Imagine the drag however many years that stretched for would be. Besides that, he's not the ( Read more... )

[She's sitting cross-legged on the floor of the med-centre, kolto tanks visible behind her, hair still wet from her stay in the tank. She's already gone through all of the entries, had to reassure herself that she was the only one who had died, that Bellatrix was locked up before she could summon the fortitude to announce her return ( Read more... )

[ the sound of a long, totally manly and not at all falsetto shriek fills the datapads, followed by a video feed depicting a ruggedly handsome teenaged boy waking up in a nondescript bed clad only in bike shorts. ]

...AGAIN?!

[The datapad clicks on to the video of a rather frantic looking Rose.]

I've just had a really, really weird dream, I was hoping someone could shed a bit of light on it. I don't... really think it was a dream. I think it might've been a memory.

Someone- Flynn, I think. The Doctor talked about him, is there any way I can- or Tron? I've... are you two ( Read more... )