[color=ed145b]"We're sorry, sir, but you can't..."[/color] the lady attendant at the spaceport sighed, framing air quotes with her hands, [color=ed145b]'...'go for a joyride' until the travel ban is lifted.  What part about 'the spaceport is closed until further notice' did you not understand?"  "Sir,"[/color] the weary woman added belatedly.  Sivvy was not even phased by her fatigue. [color=fff200] "Oh okay, mahn, that is all cool! I come back latah!"[/color]   In reality, the attendant had been dealing with him for over fifteen minutes now and had been on the brink of calling security.  She would have but he had not turned violent....just exasperatingly effervescent.  

As he walked away, ever-present megaphone at his side, Sivvy quite literally skipped his merry way down the main street of town.  The nearly six foot tall dark-skinned human waved and grinned at people whom he passed.  It seemed Vasishka was not quite ready for the arrival of someone quite so different as Siven Jeyer.  People, namely gardeners and stay-at-home mothers, hurried inside at the sight of this man's unusual gaiety.  Other passersby merely turned their heads in bewilderment at the skipping man.  

Not eight minutes later, Sivvy heard a commotion just as he was about to enter his favorite pub, which was separated from the normal tavern district by a score of other squat buildings.  His black-maned head turned to the left to find four imposing robot-looking things with a blue-skinned woman among them.  Sivvy raised his megaphone in their direction with his left hand, yelled[color=fff200] "I DIDN'T DO IT!"[/color] and sprinted off in the other direction at full speed.  He turned a corner down an alley to the left, not daring to look over his shoulder.  A playful smirk played itself out on his face as he ran through the narrow alley and made as if to dash out across another main arterial to a ladder he spied leading up a building to the rooftops across the street.  Why was he running? He had no idea.  The travel ban had bored him to the point that he just felt it was the right thing to do.  His mind constantly niggled at him that there were things he should probably remember, but that just made Sivvy pump his arms and legs all the harder....