Post 4
When Corran woke up in the morning he saw something odd on the holo game table that served as the morning, mid day, and evening meal table as well.
It was an Ewok in NR flight orange apparently dancing. And singing?
'What the Sith ?' Corran wondered. Corran walked over to Lt. Kettch, picked him up, and shouted into the comlink in the Ewok's hand, "Janson!" Loud. Really loud.
Corran heard a thump from a supply cabinet and a curse as someone jerked, banging his head Corran assumed.
Before Wes could exit, Corran took a small hydrospanner and jammed in into the lock of the locker, trapping Wes inside.
"Okay Wes, don't hit the door and break my spanner. Use the Force to move it. If you get out within 10 minutes you get breakfast." Corran smirked, "and Wes... clear your thoughts. Remember 'of the Darkside hunger is.'"
Surprising Corran, curses did not emanate from the locker.
Suddenly, Wes exited the locker next to the one he had been in. "Oops, I removed the barrier between the two last night. I sorta fell asleep, and had a dream about you locking me in."
Corran sighed. "Well, since you're out so quick, you make breakfast."
"Awww, I did something smart and I have to make breakfast. Goodie, I get to make meself a lot to eat."
Corran rubbed his head