Itio tried to rest after his long, sleepless week of work. He had become rather restless lately without any possible explanation. After a few hours of
laying in the dark confines of his bedroom, unable to sleep, he fumbled around in his medicine cabinet for some sleeping aid. His hand touched a small orange
container with exactly what he was looking for. He popped off the lid and took the capsules with a glass of water from the sink. Itio shut the cabinet and
shuffled off to his bed. He laid down and after anout twenty minutes he was asleep.
Itio was now viewing a ship that seemed oddly familiar, it was the transport he had used to escape from coruscant. It was Jorgo's transport... He watched as it flew towards Tatooine, and once on Tatooine he watched as his one figure stepped off. He continued to observe himself in 3rd person as he walked through crowded streets. He saw his house in the distance, this was where he must be headed. Itio had no control over the figure of himself, he just watched helplessly as he made his way to the building and disappeared inside. The door swung closed behind his body and Itio's mind was left to watch from outside. He awoke with a jump, it was already morning and he felt as if he hadn't attained another wink of sleep the entire night. The next couple of night he experienced the same dream, always leaving himself at the door to his old home. After the third night he had decided he'd head out to Tatooine himself. He readied a small pack of essentials and left his apartment. He left a message on his datapad explaining where he had gone to the others at the CSA and left his datapad in his room. He walked at a quickened pace to the hanger in which he had left the transport ship marked "Deliver" in blue lettering. The ship started up fine enough, he entered the launch codes he needed to leave the surface without being shot at by the security that he planned on bypassing. Once clearance had been given he took off. The trip would take a while considering the distance between the two planets. The entire trip made him feel restless... What could possibly be waiting for him at the house he had left for his new life on Etti IV?
Itio was now viewing a ship that seemed oddly familiar, it was the transport he had used to escape from coruscant. It was Jorgo's transport... He watched as it flew towards Tatooine, and once on Tatooine he watched as his one figure stepped off. He continued to observe himself in 3rd person as he walked through crowded streets. He saw his house in the distance, this was where he must be headed. Itio had no control over the figure of himself, he just watched helplessly as he made his way to the building and disappeared inside. The door swung closed behind his body and Itio's mind was left to watch from outside. He awoke with a jump, it was already morning and he felt as if he hadn't attained another wink of sleep the entire night. The next couple of night he experienced the same dream, always leaving himself at the door to his old home. After the third night he had decided he'd head out to Tatooine himself. He readied a small pack of essentials and left his apartment. He left a message on his datapad explaining where he had gone to the others at the CSA and left his datapad in his room. He walked at a quickened pace to the hanger in which he had left the transport ship marked "Deliver" in blue lettering. The ship started up fine enough, he entered the launch codes he needed to leave the surface without being shot at by the security that he planned on bypassing. Once clearance had been given he took off. The trip would take a while considering the distance between the two planets. The entire trip made him feel restless... What could possibly be waiting for him at the house he had left for his new life on Etti IV?
