The lair of DOOM [early Friday afternoon, NFB]

[tatooine_doofus]

Luke was bored.

Bored, bored, bored.

After three days, he was tired of staring at the walls. Tired of staring at the ceiling. Tired of being chained up and electrocuted every time he moved. Stupid being kidnapped.

He used the Force to itch his nose, got shocked, then sighed at the other Jedi. "Any ideas how to get out of this?"

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[sith_happened]

"I'm working on it," Anakin griped.

[tatooine_doofus]

"And I certainly don't want to rush you," Luke said carefully, "but he's managed to capture all the Jedi on the island and hold us in one place. I can't believe it's because he was to give us all tea and let us go."

[solo_sword]

"Next time he takes a group hostage he should really consider binders that are easier to escape," Jaina grumbled, still trying to work her way out of them. It wasn't working in the slightest, which was just pissing her off more.

[sith_happened]

"But that would take away from his genius," Anakin replied, rolling his eyes. He'd spent half the day in a meditative state trying to recover from his electrocution the night before and the rest of the day getting re-electrocuted. "I can't hold still long enough to trip the damn locks."