After unknowingly being duped by some old guy in a tattered cloak, my supervisor told me that I had been reassigned back to Coruscant for "training". I am the laughing stock of my squad. How could I have been fooled? They looked just like the droids in the bulletin, but somehow I just felt like the old man was telling me the truth. I hate Coruscant, there's never anyplace to really go off duty.

Update - Well, there's a bright side to this story at least. Originally I had been granted a transfer to the Death Star, I was bummed when that got denied, but now not so much! Well, off to get more target practice in.

I just got my t-shirt from my Santa, whom did not reveal themselves to me, but I would like to express my extreme thanks to. This shirt rocks!