"Ah, sithspit, way too damned bright! Ah! Jeez!" Tofu's pupils rapidly shrnak to accomidate the light shining straight at them from above after their failed attempts to see the insides of his eye lids. Squinting he tried to look away but found himself incapable of moving his head very far. Attempting to prop up his body on an arm did nothing either. It took a moment for that thought to set it- he still had all of his senses, but he couldn't feel his arms or legs. Twisting his neck further Tofu saw that they were all missing, the left leg cut just below the knee and the right about midway through the thigh. He couldn't see either arm, but he already knew that both had been severed at the shoulder as a result of his fight with Zoot... And as the result of his own fight with himself. Looking around Tofu realized that he wasn't looking at a man made light but the sun. Somewhere on Earth he would guess, though there was a possibility that it was somewhere else. Somewhere nearby a man in tye dye robes battled an ominous figure that looked very familiar and attacked with a red light saber. The Jedi dispatched this man after a ferocious if short fight, removing the lightsaber and tossing it to Tofu's black-knightified body. It clipped to his belt at the left leg. "Who-" "My time is done," Stated the voice. "When I return thecircumstancesshall be far graver" With that the jedi waved his hand and Tofu felt his body moving, soaring, and suddenly falling back to solid ground with a very painful thump, and another face that looked very familiar staring down at him. "Tofu?" "The hell're you?" Tofu asked, suspicous and more than a little angry about having lost his limbs and having no clue as to what had happened from when he lost them until now. "That's you alright..." murmured the figure. "This is Mitth, I need a medical team to I-1 , S-1, R-1, my personal quarters. Tofu has shown up somehow and I have no clue what in the world brought him here, but I intend to take full advantage of any information he might have on zoot!" Tofu coughed weakly and looked over at Mitth putting on a look of faint puzzlement. "Zoot? Who's he?" "Sithspit!" Mitth shouted. Tofu grinned. Memories were starting to come back. This was revenge a couple of months overdue. No one would die or be turned, but that wasn't to say he couldn't still have fun with them.