::Yurza walked in his room and began to throw stuff off of his bed. He then flopped down and lay there. He had just come from his brother's and Xazor's engagement party. There was something about it that unnerved him and he could not put his finger on it. He looked at all the walls and the ceiling before sitting up. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes. He drew on the strength of the darkside to search his soul for what was bothering him, but he could not find it::
"What is wrong with me? It was just my stupid brother......."
::He whispered this under his breath. What was wrong with him? He had never been like this before. HE reached out with the darkside of the Force and used it to heighten his hearing. He listened to the strom brewing outside. He enjoyed it because it reflected the storm that was brewing within his soul. He sat there for a long time, listening for the storm to hit its peak::
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