Noir Posted April 20, 2016 Share Posted April 20, 2016 Days ago.... As Kayda sat in the Golden Nebula her attention drifted from the conversation turned negotiation before her to a feeling tugging at the back of her mind. Her brow furrowed slightly as she tried to focus on the feeling. It was no small task though to block out the sights, sounds and smells of the club and focus. She was only partially trained and woefully out of practice, but she could sense the feeling grow. She began to catch flashes and impressions, first of a place, a structure of stone with massive statues, on a cold, barren world... Tarnoss? The Tarnoss system? And then of a person in pain, despair and afraid. A Togruta. A jedi... Master Bis? Was it a desperate call for help? A warning to stay away? Something else? There was only one way to be certain, and it would be far too dangerous to bring her newfound companions. They seemed to be mostly good people, but uninitiated and unfamiliar with the way of the Force. Even Glint had barely begun his studies, and she could remember the words of her Master when she first began to journey with him during the Clone Wars, "This is a perilous time for you, padawan. Through the Force you have had your first taste of it's power. You will be tempted by the Dark Side, always ready to aid you and take you down the quick and easy path. But you must resist the temptation of the Dark Side, for that path only ends in pain, hate and darkness. Peace and knowledge is the light to banish the dark." She could not risk him or any of their lives for this. This was something she had to do alone. Now... Brant pulled back the lever on the console, causing the stars to stretch out into line as the ship made the jump into hyperspace. "That oughtta do it." Brant said as he relaxes in his seat, swinging his boots up to cross them and rest them on the top of the console. "The boys will take the cruiser to be checked out and then back to base while we make this trip to Tarnoss. Should take more than a few days, so you have free run of the ship. Just do not try to fix anything. If it looks broken, then it is probably just one of Gra's 'custom repairs'." he said with a roguish grin. "Hrwwwar." the Wookie replied. "Sloppy? I never said your work was sloppy. It's just that it might look that way to the untrained eye, is all. Relax." he said as he got up and scratched Gra on the top of the head. "Chow?" Brant asked Kayda, motioning down the corridor over his shoulder with his thumb before turning to lead the way. Kayda had already been on the ship for a few days and was relatively familiar with it's layout, so she did not need a guide. But she had learned, that dispite Brant's somewhat scoundrel-ish appearance, he was usually a decent gentleman by most standards... usually. Gra seemed nice enough too. Quiet mostly, but rather observant. Once in the mess Brant set about warming some kind of stew in a couple of cups. Once hot he dropped a spoon into each cup carried them to the table. He set one in front of Kayda before he took a seat, stirring his stew and blowing on it a little. "Well, I sent word to my Jedi friend, but I never saw her at the swap. I am not that surprised though. Something happened to her so I think she feels like she is not of much help to anybody." he said with a shrug. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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