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Mental Journal, Day 37:
I'm heartily sick of this farking box.
The Jenda put me in here so I could control the nano-duplicate and rescue Issan from the Vong. That's done. But they won't let me out. And something in this damned thing is blocking me from the Force.
But . . . if that's the case, why was I able to call out to Issan? I mean, if they're blocking the Force, I shouldn't be able to fivefourthreetooneBOOMgoesthehuttshakalakalaka--
Dammit. That's happening more and more often. Pull yourself together, Kasche. You're needed. No one else knows what you do about the Jenda; you've GOT to hold together. Don't let this stupid lightshow distract you. Meditate, dammit.
I wish I had my lightsaber.
Emperor's black bones, I miss Issan.
I'm heartily sick of this farking box.
The Jenda put me in here so I could control the nano-duplicate and rescue Issan from the Vong. That's done. But they won't let me out. And something in this damned thing is blocking me from the Force.
But . . . if that's the case, why was I able to call out to Issan? I mean, if they're blocking the Force, I shouldn't be able to fivefourthreetooneBOOMgoesthehuttshakalakalaka--
Dammit. That's happening more and more often. Pull yourself together, Kasche. You're needed. No one else knows what you do about the Jenda; you've GOT to hold together. Don't let this stupid lightshow distract you. Meditate, dammit.
I wish I had my lightsaber.
Emperor's black bones, I miss Issan.