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- Mar 2, 2015
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Kannick Stargrave awoke to a peaceful morning. The party had been an huge success, and he was positive they had melted and broken the ice that night. He smiled as he brushed his teeth, and even combed his bleach blonde hair, which he rarely did. He wasn't dressed formal like he was the night of the party. He was in his training attire: an old a-shirt and shorts. He had his belt on his hip, carrying his datapad, port jacks, and Lightsaber. All he would need to survive in life. He had sent a message to his division members, which were small compared to Jechtral and Astra's. There were three people he had sent messages to. Two of which he had met at the party the Trandoshan Nabassk and the attractive Bana. A last minute addition to DarkNet was Lanya, a man Kannick had met on his last trip before going to the party. He had sent a coded message to each of them, telling them to meet at the simulator room for Orientation Day.
He waited in the simulator room, already practicing his Vaapad. He relied on a quick fight due to his poor lung and subsequent endurance disability. His purple Lightsaber slashed at the virtual droids that attacked him. He had practiced the simulator many times and could predict the computer's movements, so he did it more as a workout than a skill builder. He finished level 5 and soon heard and sensed someone coming so he turned it off and looked in their direction, wondering how had shown up first.
He waited in the simulator room, already practicing his Vaapad. He relied on a quick fight due to his poor lung and subsequent endurance disability. His purple Lightsaber slashed at the virtual droids that attacked him. He had practiced the simulator many times and could predict the computer's movements, so he did it more as a workout than a skill builder. He finished level 5 and soon heard and sensed someone coming so he turned it off and looked in their direction, wondering how had shown up first.