[center][h2] Koraline Okarr [/h2][/center]

"Great. We'll talk later, once the bugs send their messenger." Secretly, I hope it's just an ordinary Killik, not Luci. As terrible as it sounds, I'd rather not see her again... like ever. "Call me if you need me. Just make sure it's important. I like my alone time." I try to walk casually back to the [i]Redshifter[/i], resisting the urge to sprint there. Once I have walked up the ramp and closed the doors, all the emotional gates I keep locked tight fly open, and it is a mess. Lots of screaming (thank the stars for soundproof bulkheads), lots of objects being thrown across the room and broken on the floor, and lots of ugly crying. 

I throw open the mini fridge in the lounge and grab the bottle of Corellian Whiskey and drink it straight back. I know Jerus said no getting drunk, but the Killiks would need time to compile their data. I'd recover by the time they were done... I hope. 

Lastly, as I crash onto my bed, my hair and make up a complete mess, I grab the commlink off the side table and punch in a code. "Ryder? Hey, brother, you there? Pick up! We need to talk." I lay there, waiting for a response. I sniffle. "I know I don't call you very much, because... your a dumb Jedi and stuff, but I just... I need to hear your voice." Still no answer.