It was too hot. No...maybe it was the bed. No...it was the same one she always had. Maybe it was the room. No, she'd been there a week already. Whatever it was, Lt. Psylocke Lammashta couldn't sleep. Then again, so many life changing events happening in such a short amount of time could be the cause of insomnia for some. She couldn't deny that her life did a compete 180 within a matter or days. The Emperor himself had hand picked her for the royal Red Guard. It was one heck of a career change, working privately for Vice Admiral Metieh, then joining such a prestigious group. Fears of total assimilation had plagued her thoughts at times, but she had to keep in mind that this was a step up in the career world. Then there was Lon. How could she have known that he was Han Solo's son? The idea hadn't even crossed her mind until he had practically confessed to it. Oh the irony. It was like a play she had read in the Academy but she couldn't remember the name. Coruscant. Now that was a change. Psylocke had been to the city planet before, but it felt so different living there. It was gigantic compared to Cloud City, Bespin. At least her apartment was nice. It lacked for the view, but it would serve its purpose. But the cost of living so was much higher here. Her blood pressure rose just at the thought of getting a room mate. Perhaps that was just what she needed....companionship. Oh boy, that was a bit much. She liked Lon and all, but with the new complication in their relationship, it probably wasn't the best idea to ask him to move in. The problem was that she needed someone to keep her from going crazy with boredom...and to also split some of the bills. She really didn't know anyone of Coruscant though. Maybe I should start smaller, she thought. With the depressing loneliness slowing her heart rate, she felt her body relax as she started to drift off to sleep. Then, as if a bolt of lightning had struck her, she shot awake again with a terrifying epiphany. I want a pet!
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