OOC: Me and Barb are here for sure! But i think all the others have given up (even though they haven't said so)... and can you feel it? The end is in the air... IC: Jedi Knight Dan-Rairen Tadokoro I move as swiftly as I can, relying on Jedi mind tricks when I run into (literally) the troopers. This place doesn't need anymore stench of death. What were they thinking? This army. I remember seeing Yoda commanding them during some fight on Geonosis, before the Clone Wars. How could they not see it? Then again, I didn't. Then again, I was rather young. But that doesn't matter now. And then I hear him. Little child, little child. I pause in my stride. Little child, little child, looking for me. Quiet. Little child, little child, so, so lost. "Quiet!" Troopers looking at me like I'm a nut. I wonder if Ate Lyonne can hear him too. Probably not. I focus on the Force signal and attempt to trace it. It's sad, really. Youth, even mine, used to be so much more poetic. I speed my pace to a run. I know where that bastard is. Pathetic, little boy.