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"What I have is your credentials and biographical idenitity. No picture provided though, just a name, age, etcetera. But as my life is on the line when presenting the Master's new chew toy," he said, noticing the man eye the prosthetics up. "I'd rather not lose what little humanity isn't replaced by machine. This is what happened when one brings an assassin from Lord Cyneticus guised as an apprentice."

Staring at the man, he could feel something off about the dark side there. A hundred and seventy years of practice had made Nakara an expert at not only altering his presence to any size, but also nearly any spectrum. This figure seemed too....

"Just repeat name, age, height, gender, planet of birth, eye color, and area of study. That should suffice until I get a retinal scanner."

Shisstal was still near the acadamy, but not on the steps where he had spent nearly all day yesterday. But he was far enough away so that he and the Sith trooper didn't have to bother each other. He was thinking about what the trooper had told him. Things didn't add up right. Shisstal had lost the comlink to a drunk miner. Or so he thought. But the trooper said that the man who had come only came because he was contacted with the comlink. But why would a drunk miner come to this place? And more importantly, how would he get in? There were only two answers to those questions. Either the drunk miner had given the comlink to someone adept in the force, who came as an imposter. Or, he wasn't attacked by a drunk miner. Mabey he was ambushed by someone who could use the force. But even Sith troopers weren't dumb. The trooper should have seen that it wasn't Shisstal who had come to the acadamy with the comlink. This meant that whoever got in posing as Shisstal could use the force to cloud the minds of another individual. Which meant that whoever got in was not even an apprentice. Or so Shisstal thought. They would have to be well adept in the force. Only a knight or master could do that. But why would anyone want to pose as Shisstal just to get into the acadamy? They would have gotten in eventually, just like Shisstal would have. Unless there was another reason that someone wanted to get into the acadamy. But what it was, Shisstal didn't know.

Shisstal looked back at the guard. He was still watching Shisstal intentivly. Shisstal looked back and gave a little wave, as though he was leaving. Then Shisstal turned to leave and went into the forest area. Once he thought he was out of sight, he began scouting around the acadamy for a way in. He needed to sneak in to see who was posing as him. But he would have to do the best job of being stealthy he had ever done. The acadamy was full of dark side students and masters who would easily sense his pressence. But he hadn't found a way in yet. So far, the main entrance seemed to be the only way in. But there had to be some way that he could get in without anyone knowing. He just needed to find it.

Melissa sat and watched Katarra studded her weapon, the hilt looking small and fragile in the big wookiee’s paws as she turned it over and over, examining it from every angle. When Katarra handed it back to her Melissa made the thing, disappear back into her long coat pocket as she listened to her question.

“It’s a very effective against blasters, vibro-weapons, another lightsaber, or anything else you want to put up against it.”

"[I see.]" Katarra commented, watching her store the weapon back away. "[It seems a valuable weapon.]" She grinned wickedly. "[I can't wait to see you use it.]" She stood up and streched, rubbing her neck.

"[For now, I'm going to finish that nap I tried to start, since we'll be in hyperspace some time. You're welcome to the bunks yourself.]" And with that she waved a paw, and turned back heading towards her bunk to do just that.

After about an hour of searching, Shisstal had found a way into the acadamy and taken it. Once he was inside, he looked around to see if anyone had seen him. But there was no one around. Strange. He was expecting students to be crowding the halls but no one was around. Shisstal began walking through the acadamy halls, but soon became lost. When he did see others, he acted as though he was just another student wandering through the halls. So far no one had questioned who he was, but he did get some strange looks because of what he was wearing. He was wearing a basic shirt, jacket, pants, and shoes. Nothing special. But he wasn't questioned yet, so he thought that it wouldn't matter. But there was one problem he hadn't counted on. He was lost. He hadn't thought his plan through enough. He didn't know where to go or who he was even looking for. He had been foolish enough to think that things would just work themselves out. But he was wrong. And so he continues to wander the halls, hoping that some miracle would happen so that he could get to the bottom of this mystery.
"Halt. Who are you?" said a voice from behind him.
Shisstal turned around to see two Sith troopers standing not far from him. They didn't have their weapons raised, which was a good thing. "What do you mean who am I?" Shisstal asked.
"Who are you to think you can be back here. This is a restricted room, only for knights and masters. From the look of you, you must be an apprentice. Shouldn't you be with your master?" the Sith trooper asked.
"Ah, well, you see. I'm new here. I don't have a master yet. And to tell you the truth, I'm a little lost." Shisstal answered. He was hoping that they would belive him. His story sounded beliveable, and it had some truth to it.
"Did you check in at the entrance?" the trooper asked.
"I'm not sure. Should I have?" Shisstal asked.
"Well you have to check in to be here." said the trooper. He looked to his partner. "Let's take this guy to the check in to see who he is and if he's really supposed to be here. I don't want to take any chances." he said. "You need to come with us."
"Of course." Shisstal told him. The troopers began leading him towards the check in area. Shisstal had gotten his miracle. But it was a double edged sword. If he went to check in and the person checking his name saw that a Shisstal was already enlisted, Shisstal would either be able to find out the identity of the imposter, or be accused of being an imposter and be killed on the spot. If this was how all miracles were, Shisstal hoped he didn't get that many.

"The more you can do, the longer you'll survive... maybe..." Nakara stated. It was a true fact, one did live stronger with more training. Usually only by seconds, but every bit did count.

"You could try and kill me too, if you think you could."