Jacen woke up to the sounds of a normal Himayan weekend and the thud of someones feet coming up the stairs to the bedroom him and his womanly companion shared for the night, "Honey I'm back, from Dayaman." The Voice shouted upstairs in a blind panic Jacen was throwing on his clothes his bed companion still passed out from their nightly adventures. Skipping putting on his boots Jacen made a dash for the window trying not to be heard he quietly opened it and looked at his drop, it would be a soft landing if he played things right, he thought as he pushed himself off the window frame and into a side street making sure to lead with his shoulder so he could roll into his lands and he pulled it off deftly and sunk away from sight, looking at the sky he realized he was late for work so putting on his boots he made a sprint for the docks trying to get there on time.