Baron Zarco leaned close to the uptake sensors of the holovid. The picture was distorted and the sound was only fair indicating that he was transmitting over a portable unit, undoubtedly "in the bush." To one studying the man's face the speckling of blood was evident on his visage.

"Greetings. The Great Jedi War ('GJW') is upon us. Two events, the run-on and the poetry event require your attention. If you need help getting to these events you must contact me at [Log in to view e-mail addresses]."

"Meanwhile, Ricco Vao deserves our praise. He is our team's most active member of late hvaing earned a Legion of the Scholar award, three Crescents with Quartz Stars, a passing grade in Leadership studies and a passing grade in Krath Core. He also submitted first in the poetry competition for the GJW."

Zarco wiped the blood from his face and smiled.

"I like the smell of blood. Go get some!"