Starting Lineup

[Jack Darby]

Drop Kick was not around, and so couldn’t be turned into the scrapheap. Thinking about it, Warren considered the situation. Why had he been brought here against his will again? Playing in this place again was boring, to say the least. Originally he had not wanted to even come here, and now such feelings had doubled, no quintupled. His desire to be him was exactly nigh, nill, zip and zero. Irritating was not the word to describe his feelings about being in the Omniverse again. No, boiling over was the right term. Forcing himself to take a moment, Warren paused and had taken a deep breath, calming his rage before it was able to consume him this time around. Unlike the past, he was not going to make the mistakes that he had then. Building a Laser Sword was not going to be as difficult, nor was he going to have to clean the vehicles of the Empire. Several of the mistakes that he had made in the past could be avoided easily, now that he had some memory of what he had done in the past. 

Sure he had a splitting headache, but he could do so again. Summoning up an advil he took it and used Omnilium to make it take effect immediately curing his headache. Well not curing it, but it had made the pain manageable so he could concentrate. What did he need to do? Well his schedule had been blank previously when he was here. But building his home anew was probably essential. After all he had a lot of work to do in order to ensure his survival. Continuing the trek towards the gate that led into Coruscant, he allowed himself a faint smile. 

"This should be a piece of cake, now that I actually know what I am doing. "   

A couple of hours later,  Warren had proceeded through the gate into Coruscant.