*snip* "Master, you have to get me out of here... yes, it's horrible... the hydrogen peroxide in the sinks put white spots all over my good Sith cape... what do you mean 'should have known better?'... Master, please... I know we don't grovel, but you're making me... they brandished a seam ripper at me... stop laughing... those can do serious damage!... no?... not at all... okay... fine... I'll report back later after your tea." *snip*

Darry looked around the door she was carefully replacing and out into the hall. The HSU groundskeeper seemed to be whispering frantically into a comlink and fidgeting from side to side. He looked both emotionally and physically unstable.

Darry's inate healer's sense told her that something was wrong. Throwing the replacement door to the side, where it crashed into spilnters, she approached the shaken figure and put on her best Florence Nightingale smile.

The gardner glanced up, surprised to see another figure in the hall, which he though had been deserted. A voice came from the comlink. "My apprentice, where are you!? I demand that you answer me!"

Darry was sure a part of this situation needed attention. Calling upon years of medical training, she grabbed the the comlink and spoke into it.

"Hi, this is NurseDarry. Guess what I'm wearing under this Armani suit?" 1