<strong>Inoru</strong><br/><br/>With a silent student staring out the window, and nothing else to do, Inoru wandered away from Salen.  He walked around the Great Hall aimlessly.  This was something he did fairly often, a form of active meditation, perhaps.  Or maybe he was just killing time until his next class, over half an hour away.  Actually, that was one he was excited about.  They were finally going to get to practice repairs on a real starfighter engire that was still in the housing and attached to a ship.