Mikasa - Level 10 Jedi<br/><br/>http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13630<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/lfvhRUU.png)</div></div><br/>Teaching my P2-95 unit whole new curse words as I proceed to crash land on this mysterious planet. In all respects I should have had seen this coming, not very good with keeping up with the Jedi Code and using my powers to seduce both boys and girls and orgies everywhere. Just because life is there to be enjoyed doesn't mean I shouldn't get a piece! So unfair! Which is even more unfair as the ship crashes lands and partially explodes for no good reason. Shielding myself with a force bubble from the worst of it, groaning out eventually as the smoke clears.<br/><br/>Wondering if the air is at least breathable as I stumble out of the wreck, finding out that I can breath more or less without either exploding or imploding. That's good news. Brushing myself off and checking my lightsaber for damages while listening to P2 yammer on about repairs.<strong>"Yeah yeah, just make sure the hyperspace distress signal is working. And what do you mean you've stopped the download!? I need that porn if the locales are boring!"</strong>Proceeding to kick the trash can to get him back to work on the more vital porn situation more than anything else.<br/><br/>Taking a look around and stretching, very much enjoying the outdoors after being stuck in that POS for so long. Seeing the village down the way and wondering if they have a good bar there, since getting nice and hammered after surviving a ship crash is basic survival 101. Giving the P2 unit an other kick to make sure it is doing its job before scampering down the way to see what brands of booze they have on sale.