.Ahsoka. You must stay strong. Don't lose hope. I'm sorry things turned out like this but whatever you do keep your faith in the force". The recording... then cut off.Ahsoka's frame trembled as she took in the words. She recognized the voice beyond a shatter of a doubt. It was Anakin. Ahsoka felt absolutely helpless, "How could this have happened? If only I was stronger!". The Togruta then banged the metal frame of the cage with her fist. "I won't forget you Master".Ahsoka then turned her. "Hi," he said, "My truck won't start, and the company said it would be at least a couple of hours before somebody can get out here to give me a tow. I hate to be an intrusion, but is there any chance I can wait here on your porch instead of waiting in the rain?"I looked over his shoulder and saw that it had indeed started raining again, and I told him he didn't need to wait on the porch, he could hang out in the living room while he waited.He thanked me profusely, and this time I took advantage. Put a little on my fingers, sprinkled dots of it all over myface. Then proceded to spread them and blend them into my skin with myhands, picking up any little areas I might have missed. There, perfect,I had a clear new complexion.Next I figured a little bronzer to appropriate my skin tone a bit. Justa tiny bit, to give me a healthy glow. A little blush on the cheeks andnear the eyes to give definition. Ohh this was looking great. Some deepred lip liner just around the edges of my lips, to. . Ah, there she is, I thought as I saw a shadow rise up on the stands behind Malgarath, come to take me back to Corgiel... Instead, she leapt from the the stands and with two hands slammed a dwarven war pick into Malgarath’s back, then screamed and bounced back, dropping the weapon so she could shake her hands.I saw a dart of light burst against Malgarath’s head, and it turns back to where Katriana was, roaring in defiance, only to have an arrow strike true and rip straight through it’s body,.