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“Where is it? Did someone steal it? Did I mistreat it and it ran away?”
Fordo was beside himself as his precious Kama was nowhere to be found!
Having turned his quarters upside down while trying to find the one thing which was both decorative on his person, but also protective from shrapnel and such in the field.
Fordo truly loved his colourful little skirt. As those jealous of his piece of armour jokingly called it. The Kama by any other name…
But it was hard earned and well, Fordo really loved it. Never letting his Kama out of sight.
Until now!
As right now suddenly, when Fordo was headed out to make a very important speech, his Kama was nowhere to be seen.
This wasn’t the only thing having gone awry during this week either.
A plethora of complaints about missing stuff by others as well having been filed. Some even blaming the disappearances on the season. The one which was celebrated as the Supernatural Month, the Tober with all the oddities and quirks it entailed.
Fordo never the one to sign up on the hubbub, as to him there really was no proof nor tangible evidence suggesting there was anything out of the ordinary going on.
True, there was the Force. But that was a whole other can of worms Fordo wasn’t prepped to open at all. Simply accepting it as things done by the Jedi. Nothing there per se to be explained.
Well…
But this season and celebration of the magic and odd stuff like ghosts and poltergeist and whatever else might just hit one’s fancy, Fordo was sure there was a rational explanation to it all. Even the missing stuff.
And so, Fordo went on an other search, each nook and cranny turned for the second time around.
Alas no Kama after an hour spent searching for it.
Fordo sighed, heavily so. Almost ready to cry as he did miss his Kama without a doubt.
Thinking hard on what to do, Fordo was ready for a break. As he needed a shower to calm down, wash off the grime and perhaps something would pop up when he stopped looking for it too hard. And so getting into the refresher to relax and clean the sweat away.
After a moment passing Fordo was back, towelling himself. Ready to get dressed and leave for the venue. Even without his precious Kama.
Guess he just had to, adapt.
Feeling naked though without it, even the real nakedness wasn’t as bad as Fordo without his Kama!
As Fordo stood there, in the middle of the room, his eyes caught up on something. The colourful thing sitting right there, on the chair, in plain view for anyone with eyes to see.
Fordo was glued to his spot, speechless for a long spell, mouth agape staring at his… Kama!!!
“What the kark is going on in here…???” Fordo muttered to himself.
But then without another thought Fordo rushed to the cloth. Picking it up, holding it in his arms, near tears as he was. Beside himself more likely!
“My sweet precious Kama. You came back to me!”