Dabbling, snitching, and work.

Playing around with fine control and Forces. A potential new snitch. Working homicides is really depressing. And a run-in with Val leads me to looking at myself--and not liking what I've been forced to become.

( The skinny. )

I hate that I have to live like this.

Back to college

Honestly, I never saw myself going back to college. But there's a physical education class on fencing, which according to interviews with people that worked on the Star Wars film, is pretty close to lightsaber fighting techniques. (Though I am not sure what the point of parrying is if your lightsaber just cuts straight through your opponent's blade.) So I'm enrolled again at SCCU.