No, it's too much...!

The deeply erotic fantasy reaches its climax, and so do you, shooting your load over yourself and the sheets of your bed. Sighing deeply, you relax for a moment, revelling in your self-made pleasure, then set about tidying yourself up.

You've just finished cleaning the sheets when an explosion rocks the cabin, almost knocking you off your feet. You scramble for balance as more explosions hit, and a white-haired ensign in Republic uniform dashes through the door. "We've been ambushed by a Sith battle fleet! Hurry up – we don't have much time!"

He introduces himself as Trask Ulgo, your bunkmate here on the Endar Spire, and you briefly give thanks for your alternate shifts, otherwise explaining your stained sheets would have been a tricky exercise. "We have to find Bastila!" Trask adds.

You gather your battle gear fom your footlocker and suit up. "Let's move out!" Trask says, and unlocks the door. One last image of the brown-haired woman's face flashes through your mind before you turn your thoughts to the battle ahead.