Brilliant, on a curve of Skywalker

Ben was getting seriously annoyed with this week. His mental shields were being battered with all sorts of information he didn't want to know about, he and Tahiri were getting hit with trees and buckets of water rather than having the fun that everyone seemed to be having.

...and no, he wasn't thinking about what had happened on the roof. At all. It had everything nothing to do with why he was holed up in his room right now instead of being there (since getting sweaty with weapons yesterday had not turned out very well either, and his second choice for places to hide was generally the salle), anyway.

He had work to do on his lightsaber. No, he wasn't thinking of the implications of that either.

...much.

The door was cracked open. No reason to let the rest of the school know they were getting to him.

Ben had a few things on his mind these days, which was why he wasn't paying attention--too busy brooding--as a little green gremlin snuck up on him and bit him on the thigh.

Should've known, was the last thought Ben had for a while.

Shirley Temple, on the other hand? She scampered out of the room with a little giggle to meet new friends.

[OOC: Establishy. This week is gonna be brutal on the Skywalkers...]