(I'm not going have internet connection for a while, not sure when I'll be able to post again)
Corsail sat on the edge of the small bed inside his quarters, starring at the wall. Are the credits really worth it? He thought to himself, The jedi on this ship are unbearable.
He clenched his fists as he felt a sting of pain coming from his arm from where Varik had thrown his grapple hook. Everyone on this ship despises me, I should have just avoided the republic like i've been doing, it's only a matter of time before the empire destroys the republic anyway.
He closed his eyes as he remembered hearing the news that the empire had taken control of his homeworld, his entire family was killed. "What good is the republic if they can't defend their core worlds!" he shouted. Focussing his anger on a wall light he shattered it, blowing it into a thousand pieces across the small room.
He stood up, amazed by what he just did. "I have to learn how to use this power" he said outloud to the empty room.