He's going to spend Valentine's day the way he usually does - sat in silence, thinking over his problems with a shot of Vosh. Is it smart? No. Does he still do it? Yes.

Exactly - Keeps his mind busy, at least. Until the Vosh kicks in, and he'll probably fall asleep... Party animal right here

Okay, he was panicked for a second, but as soon as he realised there was no threat, he actually smiled. A bit of a rare sight from the Admiral, now-a-days. "Oh - cheers, kid." He said, returning the hug just a little.

That actually does help a bit more, Even with his constant teasing?

Okay, he's officially cheered up. The feelings mutual. Bastila is a good sport.

He's been gone for quite a while, but he did bring back Bastila Shan something from his travels! There's a small box of Telosian Caf sat on the map table waiting for her.

|| While I've been gone I've been writing a fic on and off, about the events after KOTOR and long story short we get to see Carth looking after his very little baby girl after Revan disappeared without telling her guy :') also Bastila makes an appearance!

|| Won't be on much today, it's ma birthday!

|| THANK YOU! It feels weird not beimg a teen anymore xD

"And so it ends, as I somehow always knew it must... In darkness." |Star Wars RP |All era's/timecrash |Crossovers and AU's are welcome |Banter and SL's |Retweet for this fallen hero?

Ah, the Exile has appeared. No doubt trouble will soon follow.

Is his arrival that daunting, Revan?

Places a mug of caf in front of Bastila Shan, as a thank you for the many times she'd done the same.

Oh. Oh! He thought Revan was angry at his arrival! "Long time, no see."

"Old? Well that's nice -" he said jokingly with a smile, holding out his hand towards the other, "I'm doing good. How about you? Still running 'round the galaxy looking for trouble?"

Holding up the mug he had in his other hand, Carth sat opposite her. "Of course. It wouldn't be one of our caf sessions if we didn't both have a glass." He said with a smile, taking a short sip. Stars, it was still too hot.

"I don't think I ever will." He said with a short chuckle. Perhaps it'd be better for him to let it cool for a while - though this [was] him they were talking about. "What was it Mission said that time? That I'm a thick-skulled old man, I think it was," he laughed.

He's back on his bullshit. Hello again.