Yoda is wandering through the Temple twirling his lightsaber. In a rare moment of not being senile, he's fully clothed and hasn't taken a swim in the Temple's fountains.

*is floating in the healer's ward singing to himself about how difficult it is to be green*

*tries to remember how many Wookiees bit him and if any of them seemed a little off*

Back from Kashyyk I am! Good relations with the Wookiees I had! Hard they can bite. *giggles, scratches* Ready for trials is my apprentice! Hehehehehehehehehehehe! Chosen he is, oh yes! *looks around* Colder in here it has become. *puts on a Yoda-sized scarf ( Read more... )

Yoda is asleep meditating in his chair. The datapad that he's holding is slipping through his fingers. Until someone wakes him up, he's dreaming about fishing on Shenon VII.

Mmph. If aged again I was, to be warned I wanted. *starts hunting for his gimer stick ( Read more... )

Very confusing this situation is, jumping years and time. Miss not having difficulty with language, I do. Hmmph. Happy will I be when to my own time I am returned.

*goes to a room in the Temple for some meditation*

((This will be the last week to catch a 464 year old sane but had a stroke!Yoda. After this, he's aging and starting to get ( Read more... )

Yoda has aged another few centuries, now 464 years old. A stroke at the age of 300 has rendered him grammatically challenged, though still sane, unlike his 874 year old self. He can be found in the Council chambers, watching Senate proceedings via holofeed.

I appear to have traveled 674 years into the future. Maybe that's why people were looking at me oddly in the corridors. Do I look so differently when I'm 874(!!!!)? I've heard Master Yaddle's here too, as an old amphibian. It makes me happy to know she's got a nice long life ahead of her. I think I'll go for a swim so that I don't dry out.

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Yoda was teaching the Younglings the finer points of lightsaber twirling when rockofd00m rolled by and did its thing. The Crack Master is now a spry 200 years old or so, but who's counting?

Remember, the blade end is pointed away from you. Hehehe! *feels all smooth, moist, and happy* That's right, Liam, just roll your wrists a bit more.

*Has no idea that the evil rock did anything to Anakin*

*Goes off in search of Dooku*

*Is fully dressed for the time being*

*chimes the door*