Space

[Sithslayer]

*A YT-2400 Streaks toward the galactic core.*

[ObliviousKnight]

The Stellar Princess proceeds through hyperspace towards... a location that only Camsie knows. R5-D9's excited whistling echoes throughout the corridors.

 

"I think D9 heard you," Armiena says with a little smile in the pilot seat. "Like I said, he's gotten quirky."

 

She swivels around her seat to face Camsie. "So, Master, am I just going to be surprised, or are you going to tell me where we're headed?"

[Prophet K]

"It's a surprise."

 

The camasii yawned, placing his legs atop the dash and his hands behind his head. The hyperspace procedures were ran through, Camsie using the force to set the co-ordinates.

 

In a burst of light The Stellar Princess disappeared into hyperspace.

[Mira Jesra]

A small freighter jumps into hyperspace, heading towards Coruscant

[Capt. Phillep]

An Encrypted Comm comes in for the Ogariv II, encrypted and marked Imperial...

 

Master Montar, this is Grand Admiral Phillep of his Majesty's Imperial Navy, while I understand your dislike of Intergalactic Politics, in continuation of current Imperial-Sith Alliances, I , ask, nay plead, that you rally the Sith to aid the Empire. The tide is turning and the Empire requires the assitance of numerous elements, especially our oldest and most loyal Allies, the Sith. Thank you... Admiral Phillep, out. Reply back at this frequency... at your most urgent convenience.

 

With that Imperial Communication cut short...

[Goodwood]

Through the vast, star-crossed blackness of space, a lone Jedi Knight lay, entranced in the Force, in the cockpit of his Incom T-65XJ X-wing Starfighter; his faithful droid Ayevit keeping the ship on course.

 

As he awoke from his sleep, Ben'a Solo had no idea what had transpired to bring him to this point in the universe; though that didn't seem to matter to him. An inner peace told him that what he had set out to do had been accomplished, but he felt the distinct gap that came from not being there when he may have been needed. Ben'a knew that he must soon report to where the Jedi Order had taken up station, but there was something he had to do first.

 

"Ayevit, set course for Naboo," he said into the comlink. The droid beeped and whistled obediantly, and after a short reversion into realspace, the Incom was soon on course for the planet of his Knighting.

[Raynuk Montar]

As Raynuk's attention was drawn by the flashing light on his comm board, he sighed and sat back in his chair, looking at it with disgust.

 

apparently I really can't get away from buissness can I?

 

He pressed the button and listened to the comm message from Phillep a few times over, thinking deeply as he looked out hyperspace.

 

Why did he contact me? Everyone knows Kakuto is the Dark Lord...I should visit him...

 

He sent back the reply to the Imperial Admiral as soon as he could, and sat back in his chair to sit out the rest of the trip.

[Alora]

Alora had followed him into his ship, glancing roughly in the direction of the hanger where her ship was located. Oh well, it'll be there when she returned. She didn't know if she liked the idea of not having an escape route off an unknown planet but it was too late to argue the point about it now.

 

She made her way forward to his location.

 

”œSo”¦ can you give me any ideas on what sort of training I can expect? Or would that be telling? You still haven't told me how you did what you did to me earlier either. I would like to know”¦”

[Goodwood]

Once again in the cold vacum between worlds, Ben'a guides his nondescript starfighter through the hyperspatial routes, this time headed for Corellia. Something in the back of his mind told him that he needed a new ship, but not just any ordnary ship...

[Raynuk Montar]

"I am a Master of the Sith Alora...I bend it to my will and it does my bidding. The force flows from all living things, such as you and me. The Jedi strive to be puppets to the Force's will, while the Sith know that the Force is a tool, not a boundry. You wish to hold the power in your hand to get your revenge, plus the anger you hold deep within yourself are two of the three things needed to catch the attention of a Sith, such as myself, who would bring you into the ranks. The third peice is being Force attuned, something that you will be tested for when you arrive at our destination..."

 

He turned and stood up, brushing past her.

 

"As for what training to expect, I dont even know. I have not seen Tarrian in quite some time...I do not know how she trains now."

 

He turned to continue, and realized Alora had no clue who he was talking about.

 

"Tarrian is the one who trains all the newcommers to the Sith...She will be your master if you so qualify to join us. Untill then, I would suggest you rest easy, you've had quite a busy day..."

 

He returned to the cockpit, and pulled the ship back into realspace over their destination.

[Pinckz]

innocently Will, along with his friend who was in the back sleeping, made there way past some star travelers and on to dubrillion. About 10 minutes later and about 500k longer from the space ships he had seen earlier he saw it, Dubrillion, and Will was anxious to send a coom as soon as possible.

[Wookiee Jedi]

* The old jedi starfighter raced through the space above Coruscant. It had no reald esitation...yet, just trying hard to put distance between him and imperials.*

 

Gala is too far with out a hyperdrive...I guess Corellia is my only real choice. I also left a hyper space ring out there, so I guess I have to make a run for it.

 

*The jedi master pushed the throtels forwards once again. The ship raced forward and began to amke great time, within hours, the wookiee had made it to Corellia...*

[Skye Organa]

The Destiny's Dream left the atmosphere of Borleais and Skye again checked for any hidden tracking devices. She didn't want anyone to know where they were going. She set a hyperspace course, allowing for several course changes. Streaks of light flashed past as they entered hyperspace on the first leg of their journey”¦

 

Unclipping her harness, Skye got up and went back to see how Darex was going”¦ it would take several hours before the first course change would take place and she felt that they should talk for a while, maybe start alittle training. She also needed to tell him about Chen”¦

[Darex Trevelian]

Darex got up after he felt the jump into hyperspace. He walked out into the main cabin to find Skye already there. She had a contemplative look on her face, and Darex caught himself staring. He turned away for a moment, then looked back and smiled.

 

"So, Master, where are we going?" he said with a slightly cheeky tone. Suddenly he caught the feel of something through the Force coming from her, and became more serious.

 

"What is it?" he asked.

[Skye Organa]

A look crossed Skye's face indicating that she was contemplating something. Sitting down on one of the lounge chairs in the living room she patted the seat beside her.

 

”œDarex, sit with me a moment. I need to tell you something.”

[Darex Trevelian]

Darex glanced at the screen. It appeared the man was doing relief work on Naboo. Glancing up, he looked at Skye. Her face had turned towards the screen, and there was a soft look on her face. She seemed to radiate a glow outward.

 

He knew she was waiting for him to say something. He felt a sense of dread, and heavily, he knew what Skye was trying to say. He instantly felt jealousy arise. The intensity of it surprised him. He had acknowleged to himself that he loved Skye, but he was still surprised at his own reaction. He tried to smother the feeling, and at the same time, smother his feelings towards Skye.

 

"You love him, don't you?" was the only thing he could think of to say. His voice betrayed his jealousy, no matter how he tried to hide it.

 

Suddenly, a thought occured to him while he was waiting for her to reply. Darex, it's pointless to continue to hide your feelings. You need to reveal them, and deal with them one way or the other.

 

The thought was freeing, and Darex turned to Skye, no longer caring if she could sense his true feelings, and waited for her to say something.

[Aero]

Mayy blinked her eyes slowly as she reached the outer-atmosphere of Coruscant. She had no idea where she was going, but one thing was for sure, there would be boredom along the way. Mayy sighed and looked at her galatic-map. Finding a Jedi Master would be close to impossible, but she had to do it. Semi-trained, well, in the making of being trained by Dhan-Jaroe, she needed to continue.

 

Mayy put the ship on auto-pilot for Tatooine. She needed to pay off a debt there and maybe say hi to her old friends.

[Skye Organa]

"You love him, don't you?"

 

Skye looked back to Darex. She could feel the waves of jealousy radiating out from him. While she did expect him to be jealous, she didn't realise how powerful his feelings were, nor that he loved her as much as he was now letting her see. She felt the change within him like he had suddenly opened a window. She sighed, her heart heavy.

 

”œDarex”¦ Chen is special to me. I do love him. I care for you too”¦ but”¦ he has my heart”¦”

[Dagon]

::A comm message arrives for Skye from a new friend.::

[Skye Organa]

As she was setting the new co-ordinates in for the next leg of their journey, Skye's comm panel lit up. She reached over and activated to receive and record. A smile then lit up her face as she heard Chen's voice, and widened at his invitation to dinner. Not giving it a second thought, and wanting to see him again no matter what the consequences, she resent the nav computer for the Floating Gardens of Ithor sending a comm in return telling him her acceptance to his dinner invitation and her estimated time of arrival.

 

That done they re-entered hyperspace on a new course. She went to find Darex, telling him that they were now heading towards Ithor, but that that was not the destination she had in mind for training.

 

”œWe're having a slight detour before we go into training. We're heading to Ithor. Please don't get jealous Darex. Chen has asked me to dinner and I've accepted. Please work on controlling your emotions. Don't let them control you.

 

As Master Tares told me: ”œSome would label these emotions good and bad, obviously the bad ones straying you towards the darkside. Yet I would call them human emotions. Now the question is, what will you do? Suppress these emotions, let them control you, or you control them?"

 

Please don't let your jealous feelings control you, they could lead you to the darkside and we don't want to see that. You're too good to let that happen. We can work through this.

 

You know that I want to further my healer training, well the location in which we are going to is where I can do that. After we visit the gardens we will head to a hidden training location. ”œ

 

She fell silent waiting for his response.

[Darex Trevelian]

As soon as Skye told him of the change of course, Darex felt a whisper of something coming from the Force. He had a strong feeling that the meeting was not a good idea.

 

"Alright Skye. You can make your own decisions. But I have to tell you two things. I have a bad feeling about this meeting. If it's not to out of place to say, you seem to be acting without thinking. And that is something I know, even as a Padawan, can lead to the Dark Side.

 

"Also, know that I love you. I can accept the fact that you don't feel the same, but also know that I can't change the way I feel. I've accepted that in myself, and you need to accept it in me as well."

 

He took a deep breath. "And don't worry about me. I won't turn to the Dark Side. I promise you that."

 

Turning to head back to his quarters, he paused and turned back around to face her. "Go. Have a good time with this Chen. But watch your back."

 

Once back in his quarters, he locked the door. He wasn't exactly mad at Skye, just worried about her. He activated his comm unit and sent a quick communication back to Borleais, making sure the connection was untraceable. Then he sat down on the floor and released himself into meditation.

[Renn Hamis]

In the cockpit of his borrowed Sentinel-class shuttle, Renn went over Imperial Intelligence's records over the Jedi and Rebellion. One of his crew sat in the copilot's seat, now with his helmet off. The buzzing of a soft conversation from the crew quarters was barely audible. Coming to a decision, Renn closed the connection to the Imperial Holonet.

 

"Set course for Ilum, Corporal." Silently, his copilot fed the course into the nav computer.

 

"Course laid in, sir." Even without his helmet, the Dark Trooper's voice betrayed little humanity.

 

Something was nagging at the edges of Renn's mind. He suddenly realized what it was. It was this accursed silence. The ten soldiers that he now commanded treated him as though he were a Grand Admiral.

 

"And put an end to that 'sir'. I'm not a military man. Discipline is fine, but you shouldn't let it take away your identity."

 

"Yes... sir."

 

Renn sighed. His conversations with Puffs were more interesting, and he was a droid...

 

A few seconds later, both the Warwitch and the unmarked Sentinel-class shuttle disappeared into hyperspace.

[Skye Organa]

Skye looked after her padawan as he walked out. ”˜How did I get caught up in a love triangle like this? Darex loves me but I love Chen”¦ this can't be good. I care for Darex, and I know that the Master/Padawan bond will soon kick in and that will complicate matters more. What am I going to do? I won't turn to the darkside either, I'm walking into this with my eyes open. But I have to see Chen. I need to know where things stand between us.'

 

Skye headed into her bunk room and searched through her wardrobe, finding a nice light pastel coloured, backless dress and headed towards the refresher. She stepped into the sonic shower and let the hot water course over her as she tried to sort out her jumbled thoughts. She stretched out with the Force and noticed that Darex was meditating.

 

She would need to tell him that she hadn't told Chen about being a Jedi and also about the cover story that had been put in place on Coruscant. She would continue with that story and that should keep her brother happy. She got dressed and headed back into her bunkroom, splashing on her favourite scent of rose and sandalwood, letting her hair fall loosely down her back and slipping some sandals on. She now looked nothing like a Jedi.

 

Skye headed towards Darex's bunkroom, pausing to knock on the door and sending a tendril of thought to him that they needed to discuss some matters before landing. Getting his permission to enter, she sat down on the bunk next to him, the dresses skirt flaring out around her as she sat.

 

”œThere are some things that we need to discuss before we get there. Firstly, I'm not going to turn to the darkside either, I know what I'm doing. I haven't told Chen that I am a Jedi and when we met at the Last Call, Nahstaa, Nom and I used a cover story. I will continue with that cover story. I resorted back to my previous occupation of freighting items across the galaxy. I had mentioned that I was ”˜trying to' convince Nom to be my new business partner. We will go with how Nom wasn't interested but you are now my business partner”¦ ok?”

[Forn Dodonna]

Making haste to rejoin the main Rebel fleet, the squadron of Mon Calamari star cruisers, escorted by their two score of B-wing fighters, lept through hyperspace, their route untraceable or trackable...

[Shanti]

A jolt ripped through Shanti's body, awaking her instantaneously. Heat rose through her as if she had been set ablaze. She sat up and worked to calm the raging in her physical self. The room was dark, and her eyes fought to adjust; searching for any light. It is only a dream. Just let it go Shanti. It is just your mind releasing. It doesn't mean anything. Having experienced this before, she knew sleep would not come again, easily. She twisted her body, allowing her legs to fall over the side of the bed.

 

The ship was silent, except to the sound of the engines. She felt the faint tinge of hunger, put knew it was too early for her to eat. She didn't have anything to eat anyway.

 

Moving into the main area of the ship, she sat down in one of the chairs. It took her body in, gratefully. Her mind began to flood with the numerous events, which had occured, since she had left her home. It was almost overwhelming. She longed for some peace and her body craved relaxation.

 

Gracefully, she rose and stepped away from the furniture. Pulling her feet together, her body immediately drew itself into form. Pelvis under, navel to spine, elongate the spine, sternum lifted, shoulders pulled back and down. Shanti's breath drew deep into her belly: calm moved through her immediately. Without any thought, her body moved spontaneously from pose to pose. Time became irrelevent; as did everything else. The persperation which poured from her skin, felt to be cleansing her soul. My body's tears Her physical self was fatigued, but her spirit revitalized. Finally, she laid down on the floor, legs falling apart and her arms relaxed, away from her sides; palms facing up. Closing her eyes, she surrendered into Savasana; moving into a deep meditation.

[Nahstaa]

Nahstaa arose feeling refreshed... He usually slept little, and tonight was no exeption... But at least tonight, his mind hadnt plagued him. He slipped out of his sheets, and pulled them straight, before getting dressed. He quietly moved out towards the galley, and on his way encountered shanti sitting on her own... He hadnt noticed she was awake, there was only a very small bond between them...

 

Noticing she was in meditation he decided to pull her out of it gently, and give her a test at the same time... ever so slowly, and gently, he pushed a feeling of warmth to her, through the force, seeing if she would notice it for what it was... ever so quietly, he sat down opposite her, and waited patiently, ever so slowly increasing the warmth he pushed towards her...

[Shanti]

While encased in the stillness, Shanti became aware of warmth rising through her. It wasn't an external heat; it was internal. Someone was with her. She drew her senses back, into the moment, and allowed the energy to come to her. It wasn't someone she had opened herself to before. Staying completely still, she spoke.

 

"Good morning Master Nahstaa."

 

Upon speaking, Shanti opened her eyes to see Master Nahstaa sitting on the floor across from her. Her face still bore the calmness of meditation; then seemed to glow when she introduced a smile to it. Gently, she rolled to her right side, then pushed herself into a seated position. Master Nahstaa was directly in front of her. He greeted her smile with one of his own.

 

"Did you sleep well?" asked Shanti.

[Sithslayer]

*Vrean and Holly head for the rebels*

[Avararda Dinn]

((OOC: I'm just going to post what I had before.))

 

Avararda watched as Shanti got closer and hugged him. She felt warm, and then she let go. I do believe your my brother, she said. Var wasn't sure himself, but something was definetly there between them.

She left, as did Master Nahstaa. Where they were going, Var did not know. What he did know is that he was hungry, as he did not get to eat due to the interuption with the crystal. He looked around the ship, and found a corner where he lay his bags. Returning back to his previous location, he wondered if he was allowed to grab a meal. Better to wait and see. Maybe Nahstaa wants us to eat something else, like an apprentice meal or something. Var smiled at the thought of something like that.

His stomach grumbled again, and he wished that he'd grabbed some extra muja fruits when the oppertunity had come. Avararda figured that Master Nahstaa wouldn't want his apprentices dying of starvation, so he started to roam around the inside of the ship. A feeling of loneliness swept over him, despite the other two in the ship. Maybe it was just a chill, he thought to himself.

As he opened cabinet after cabinet, he finally found what he sought: food. Shifting through the assorted meals, he decided on what looked like noodles. He opened it, and the smell rose to his nose. Var smiled, and he dug in with the fork that was included with the meal.

------------------------------15 Minutes Later---------------------------------

Var leaned back on the chair that he had found, with his arms behind his head. Taking a quick rest after the nice meal, Var went to his bag, grabbed a credits chip, a data-pad, and his sword. He put the sword on a chair, took the thin, pencil-like stylus and wrote on the datapad: This is for the meal. He put the stylus back in his pack and put the credits chip on the data pad. Approaching what he thought was Master Nahstaa's room, he quietly opened the door and set the pad on the floor. He backed away, and shut the door just as he entered: quietly.

Coming back out to the main cabin, Var grabbed the vibro-sword and practiced swinging, attacking, and defending. He thought he should practice so when he WAS a Jedi, he already knew how to use his saber. I'm going to push myself to my limits, and then even further. And it was true.

------------------------------3 Hours later----------------------------------------

Continuing his sword techniques until the point of exhaustion, he finally dropped the sword on the floor and fell into one of the seats, breathing heavily. He just wanted to fall asleep right there, right now. But he knew that wouldn't be fair when Nahstaa wanted to pilot the ship, so he dragged himself into an empty room, hit the light switch, and his dreams began 17 seconds later.

[Capt. Phillep]

From the Imperial Fortress on Caridia, a resoundingly staticky Comm hit Capt. Amadeus of the Tiamat. The Comm struck the same dumb-witted expression on the three fellow Captains whose vessels were perched in the abyss of space, the Relentless, the Byss, and the Scylla.

 

Responding with little more than a short, gruff reply to one another, the Second Fleet issued a highly encrypted Comm to the Admiral and to each other, with coordinates of Caridia and a pre-determined game plan.

 

The four vessels blinked into hyperspace... fully stocked and armored.