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Old 08-13-2007, 12:28 AM   #41
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"Very well then," he nodded in ascent, his eyes moving from Tysyacha to Rika. "It seems that my fate is in your hands, then."

He leaned forward towards the table now as their conversation paused - and all ears and attention were focused on the obnoxiously loud voice of the rich prit who sat a few feet away. She was irritating, it was true, but he didn't particularly care - he had adjusted to these types of people long ago.

His eyes flashed warily to Tysyacha...and he didn't need to look to know what had happened. The woman's exclamations explained quite enough. He didn't take his eyes away from the Exile's. Rather, he watched her with a look of...disappointment?

"I thought Jedi were supposed to have better control than that?" he asked, his tone quite smooth, even though he raised a disproving eyebrow.


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Old 08-13-2007, 12:57 PM   #42
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Again, Tysyacha felt her face redden. Why did she care so much about what this stranger thought? Perhaps it was due to her desire for more self-mastery, or even to protect her own self-image. Still, she knew that what she has done was inexcusable not only in the eyes of the Jedi, but of anyone else who might have known about the "tricks" she could play using the Force. She bowed her head to the man meekly.

"They are," she said, "and I'm sorry to say that I'm one more example of what a Jedi should not be and what they should not do. I've been--out of practice for a while, what with the seedier lifestyle I've been leading for the past two years. The Jedi Council and I have not been on the best of terms, if there is even a Council now."

After a brief and tense pause, she continued, "The last three Jedi Masters of whom I heard were said to have been slain by a Sith Lord, Darth Traya, who is also dead."
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He eyed the woman for a few moments more before turning his eyes to the dessert listings that had been left on the table. He wasn't intending on ordering anything beyond what he already had - after all, it was only breakfast - but it gave him something to do.

"I assure you," he answered her in a low voice, "There have been many Jedi - often believed to be the best of their time - that have lead lives that are far worse and far more volatile than that that you are living now."

As she mentioned something about 'if there even was' a Jedi Council, his eyes flashed up, looking at her in surprise. "The Council...is dead?"


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Tysyacha nodded. "Yes. The last five members of the Jedi Council are all either dead or imprisoned on their own recognizance for embracing the ways of the Sith. Masters Vrook, Zez Kai-Ell, and Kavar were struck down by a powerful Sith Lord named Darth Traya. She lured them to the ruins of the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine"--using me, as a matter of fact--"and destroyed them, causing three deep wounds or 'echoes' in the Force.

"As for Master Lonna Vash, she confronted an apprentice of Traya's called Darth Sion within one of the tombs upon the Sith world of Korriban. Sion unfortunately slew her in a lightsaber duel, and I sorely regret that I was not there to aid her in her final battle. Master Atris, the final Jedi of the Council, remains in her self-contained fortress upon the planet Telos as a prisoner. She claimed a very brief apprenticeship as the second Darth Traya, but I was able to convince her to turn back to the Light before it was too late.

"There are Jedi upon Dantooine again, in a rebuilt Enclave, but none of them are the original members of the Council you once knew. I taught each of them the ways of the Force, and now hopefully they're training Younglings in preparation for the future. I left them there because I needed to find Revan."

Tysyacha closed her eyes for a brief moment and spoke of each in turn:

Mira, the spunky red-haired daughter of a Mandalorian, now a Jedi Sentinel.
Mical, known almost exclusively as the Disciple, a stalwart Jedi Guardian.
Visas Marr, a Miraluka and former Sith, Mira's Master as head of Sentinels.

Atton Rand and Bao-Dur would have been added to the ranks of the newly-reborn Jedi Order, but Atton had given his life in a duel with Darth Sion. Bao-Dur had also sacrificed himself upon Malachor V to defend her and the galaxy,
along with G0-T0 and his own remote droid. Their loss still pained Tysyacha.

"Mical almost turned to the Dark Side, knowing the feelings I once had for one of my other companions named Atton Rand, but I was able to make him see that envy only led to madness and destruction in the end. If he and the others are still upon Dantooine, they're the last hope for a Council that the Jedi Order has." She sighed softly. "As for Atton, he's one with the Force."
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He listened as she spoke of all that she had been through - the people she had known, and those she had watched die. He was intrigued, and couldn't help himself. Never before had he met someone who so readily spoke of such things.

"I see...." he murmured, looking down at the dessert card once more, unsure of what his eyes were showing. "I'm sorry to hear that. It must be difficult for one to go through so much loss - and the fact that the Council is gone....well, that just makes things even more difficult. I knew the Council had gone into hiding with the rest of the Jedi - I didn't think they would all die so easily."

No, no. The Council he knew had been far stronger than that...


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Impulsively, Tysyacha reached out a hand, unsure if the man would take it. "Traya caused much damage in the galaxy," she said at last, her voice quivering a little. "Jedi are supposed to heal this damage, but I cannot, as the echoes she caused echo still. However much it pains me to speak of this, I must, as I believe it is only a merciful prelude for what is to come." Mind games. Tortures. Sion's instruments. Iron law.

Rika looked at Tysyacha with a concerned expression, and the Exile smiled. "I'm sorry to be such a damper of everyone's spirits on this beautiful morning," she sid with a wink. "Can I interest anyone in my extra piece of bantha bacon? I can't eat four."
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He pulled his hand back on impulse - she had been reaching for his bio-mail arm...he wore those gloves for a reason. He put it inconspicuously beneath the table, nodding to the waiter as he delivered an order almost identical to Tysyacha's. The only thing different was his drink - he took water, as opposed to juma.

"The Jedi have always been around." he murmured, lifting his human hand to take his fork, "I'm sure they'll return...somehow."

His eyes held a strange expression to them, and he kept them downturned to the plate before him. A faint smile played about the edges of his lips as he began to cut away the eggs.

"I have my own - I think I'm quite safe, thank you, Miss Ondova."


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Tysyacha nodded. The waiter brought Rika a hot plate of warm griddle cakes, and as the three ate, the Jedi Exile decided to take another calculated risk. The clamor of half-shouted conversations certainly provided sufficient cover for her next words:

"I've told you that we need to find Revan in order to learn his techniques before we fight the Sith, but have you ever thought that something else could be worse? The Sith are evil and malicious, yes, but even they were once outcast Jedi. Lately, even in this dilapidated and working-class area of town, I've noticed tracking chips lying about in rubbish bins and oddly-shaped screens lurking in the corners of public places. The Republic wants to keep us safe, and yet what are we truly willing to sacrifice in safety's name? Because of the war with Darth Malak and my recent confrontation with the Sith triumvirate, it seems we've all been driven into a perpetual state of fear.

"Not by looking at Rika," Tysyacha added quickly with a whisper and a wry grin, "or at you, but listen closely, now. Can't you feel the vibrations through the Force? People are not only talking too loudly, but too tensely, as if something were about to reach out and grab them. They're safe in this humble cafe, but for how long, it seems? What if this threat Traya warned me about in her last minutes of life refers not to the Sith or even the True Sith, but something less obvious and possibly right under our noses?"

The man's eyes bore into hers again. Tysyacha felt rather stupid, like a schoolgirl who had suddenly entered 2 + 2 = 5 into her mathematical datapad. "Lock me in a sanatorium if you want," she said half-apologetically, "because saying something could be worse than the Sith is like saying someone could be more evil than the mythical Devil of Earthling origin. Still, I'm worried, and I'm worried that whatever's out there could take us by surprise while we're looking for Revan." All to keep us safe...
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He watched her a few more moments before she began to apologize, his eyes falling again to his food. The same unidentifiable look was in his eyes.

"I know what you speak of." he murmured softly, not looking up from his food as he popped a bit of eggs into his mouth. "Malak and..." he seemed to stumble for a moment, "Revan left quite a bit of panic in the galaxy - especially with the Republic...faltering, as it is.

"I also understand when you say that there is something lurking beneath the surface that may be worse than the Sith. To me, the Sith represent death - and we all know that there are worse things in life than death."


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Somberly, Tysyacha nodded, a furtive look in her eyes. "Speaking of Revan--if I were a former Sith Lord, and now a Jedi, in hiding and trying to search for this nameless threat, where would I go? In what place could I hide and not have anyone suspect it?"

She put a meditative finger to her lips. "Certainly not Dantooine. My comrades and former companions aboard the Ebon Hawk are there, and since they are Jedi, they would sense Revan if they thought he was upon the planet's surface. Of course, not even Jedi know everything, and Revan is so skilled that he could perhaps cloak his presence in the Force. I don't know. Dantooine is just too--obvious a hiding place.

"Not Nar Shaddaa, either. Granted, it's one of the best planets on which to hide in the entire galaxy, but not if you're a Jedi. Master Zez Kai-Ell concealed himself there in seclusion for a time, but I found him, and besides, Nar Shaddaa is still overrun by crime lords and corporate magnates, much like this planet, but on a broader scale. If I were Revan, I'd avoid that world and all of its eager bounty hunters hungry for a kill.

"Onderon? No. Queen Talia rules there, yet some of its citizens still harbor a bit of resentment towards the Republic. Revan still is said to have abandoned the Sith for the sake of the Republic; ergo, he's on their side. He'd have to be careful there, and if I remember correctly, political intrigue wasn't exactly his cup of juma juice." That's mine. "As for the other planets I know of or have traveled to, here's the short list:

"Kashyyk? Wookiees and more Wookiees. Revan would stick out like a broken droid.

"Manaan? Same thing. The Selkath might or might not welcome him back to Ahto City.

"Tatooine? Revan visited there, I've heard, and he's not exactly a Sand Person.

"That leaves Korriban. A logical choice, since it borders on the Outer Rim and would serve as a good launching pad. Still, the energies of the Dark Side run strong there, and just how kriffing hard would it be to spot one living being among the scores of skeletons and the ancient tombs of the Sith Lords?" She turned to the stranger.

"Any ideas? I assume you've worked as a mechanic on several worlds I don't know."
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He shook his head slowly. "He wouldn't go to Korriban." he murmured softly, "There would be no point. Hardly anyone is left on that planet since the Sith occupation came to an end - most escaped when they turned on each other. Those that stayed are either hermits or outcasts."

Reaching for his glass, he raised it to his lips and took a few sips. "Kashyyk and Manaan are the same problem - what would be the point? I don't see any reason for him to go to Tatooine. And Onderon is in political turmoil - again, no reason.

"As for Nar Shaddaa..." his peircing blue eyes scanned across the cafe, watching the exceedingly noisy patrons with dull, uncurious - but warry eyes. "No on can know about that. There is so much on Nar Shaddaa that the average spacer - or mechanic - would have no idea about. It's...an intruiging thought."


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Two humans, a man and a woman, walked into the restaurant and stood by the waiter’s podium, waiting to be seated. They were both armed with side-holstered blasters (not unusual for this part of town) and were casually dressed—plain white shirts, dark trousers, leather jackets and boots. In fact, the only thing that distinguished them from any other spacer were the second-class Corellian bloodstripes that each of them had running down the outside leg of their trousers.

The woman appeared to be in her early thirties. She was slim, slightly taller than average height, attractive and of athletic build, and her short mousy-brown hair accented her high-cheekbones and taut jawline. Sharp steel grey eyes searched the restaurant, perhaps looking for an empty table, or a friendly face, or maybe just to see what other patrons were eating at the moment.

Her male companion was taller and slightly older than her, clean-shaven with dark hair greying at the temples and smile lines visible around his warm brown eyes. He, too, scanned the restaurant, although he appeared to be looking for the waiter.

“You know, I still can’t believe you’re leaving us,” he was saying to the woman, as he finally spotted the elusive waiter and waved to him. “Have you decided what you’re going to do next?”

“I haven’t a clue,” the woman replied. “Go home, I guess.”

“Home? You?” The man scoffed. “And do what?” The waiter appeared at the podium. “Two, please,” Ev said to him. The waiter grabbed up two menus and Ev and Kim followed him.

Her eyes narrowed with sarcasm at her friend's question. “Knit,” she replied sardonically, as the waiter seated them at a small table near to one where two women and a scruffy looking man sat. “I’m going to find a job, Ev, what do you think?” she said, not caring if anyone overheard their conversation. “With all the restoration projects now, there’s bound to be something out there for an experienced pilot--a freighter company, perhaps. Or maybe even something with the CEC. I hear they pay pretty well.”

“The only thing the CEC’ll have going now is assembly jobs,” said Ev. “And personally I have a hard time picturing Kimber Quitaan as a happy-go-lucky welder. And piloting a freighter full of parts and supplies for restoration projects isn’t much better than the cruise ship industry.”

“Well, I’m tired of ferrying snotty passengers back and forth to those holiday resort planets,” said Kim. The sound of a glass breaking caught her attention, and she turned around. Just behind her, a woman was blustering over her spilled water glass. Kim exchanged a look with her companion, as the complaining and clumsy female patron was stereotypical of the type of ‘snotty’ passenger Kim had just been complaining about. “Good grief, they’re everywhere,” she murmured, slowly shaking her head with disbelief. She picked up her menu. “Besides,” she continued as she scanned the menu. “I told Trey that I would leave the very next time I got groped by one of those prugnuficating Senatorial mudcrutches he calls ‘priority’ passengers, and I meant it.”

“You know, Trey really doesn’t want you to leave.”

Kim snorted. “Trey really doesn’t want to do much of anything anymore.” She sighed. “Ever since that last trip into the Unknown Regions, he hasn’t been the same. He doesn’t take any risks anymore. And this whole idea of refitting the ship as a cruise liner….” She let out a disappointed sigh. “More than half our old crew has left this past year alone. Things just aren’t the same, Ev.” Grey eyes met brown. “Don’t you ever miss the good ‘ol days? You know, exploring just to see what’s out there, discovering new hyperspace routes, or, hell, even finding and naming an entirely new planet?”

“Sure I do,” Ev said, then he broke his gaze with her to peruse the menu. “Hmm… think I’m in the mood for an omelette.”

“Don’t change the subject.”

Ev set the menu down and looked pensively at his companion. “Trouble is, Kim, there’s not much call for exploration or scout work anymore. The Republic’s priority is replace and repair. It’s the economic cost of war.”

“Yeah? Well, economics was never my strong subject at the Academy,” she said sourly.

The waiter soon appeared to take their orders. “A double nuna omelette, large caf, and a side of toast,” Ev said confidently responding in the waiter’s native tongue as he handed in his menu.

Kim’s eyes hurriedly darted across the menu. “Ach, the hell with it….” She handed the menu to the waiter. “I’ll have the same.”

Ev sighed. “You know, Kim, the ship’s not going to be the same without you. Who am I going to con into a game of midnight Pazzak with you gone?”

“You still got Meven and Cole and Ral.” She gave him a weak smile. “Ev, what happened to us? Our crew used to be so tight—Trey leading our merry band of explorers through the Unknown Regions. Now… now it’s only you four left. Four, out of thirty-five.

“And I’m sorry I’m leaving, Ev, but… I just can’t stand it anymore—the passengers whinging about us going too fast or too slow, complaints about their cabins being too hot or too cold, the same ‘ol commentary I’ve got to give time and time again as we pass by any sort of ‘celestrial point-of-interest’,….”

Ev held up a reminding finger. “Don’t forget the groping.”

Kim gave him a disparaging look. “I’m just so tired of it, Ev.”

“Well, as the saying goes, ‘all good things must come to an end,’” Ev said. “But I’ll tell you one thing—you won’t find a captain that’ll pay you as much as Trey does,” Ev warned. “Not these days.”

“It’s not about the credits, Trey,” Kim said. “It’s… it’s about the adventure, the excitement, the thrill of going someplace I’ve never been before. Every day is so routine now. I feel like my life force is just… being sucked out of me bit by bit. I want something more. Something... different. Meaningful. Exciting.”

“Well, you won’t get anything meaningful, different, or exciting if you go to work for the CEC.”

“Then I’ll just have to find myself a freighter of some sort to pilot.” She gave him a mischievous grin. “I suppose,” she said slowly, “I could always try piracy.”

Ev laughed out loud. “Kimber Quitaan and the Bucanneers?! Sounds like the name of a bad cover band.”

Kim playfully stuck out her tongue at Ev. “You watch, Ev. Something will come my way.”


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Rika didn't like how easily Tysyacha had taken to the mechanic without a name, but she went along in silence, only glaring at the man when he asked her when he could start working. There were just too many things that were... convenient about his arrival at that exact time and Rika could not feel at ease with that.

As Tysyacha and the mechanic chattered about locations their search for Revan might lead them, Rika found her attention wavering. Specifically, she found herself listening in on what sounded like the crew of another ship. What really caught her interest was that the pilot sounded rather... available.

"Excuse me," she said to Tysyacha and the mechanic. Then, she rose and approached the table where the pilot and the rest of the crew sat.

"Forgive my excellent hearing," she said to Kim, "but you're a pilot, yes? My companion...s, excuse me... companions and I are in need of a good pilot."

She gestured to the table where Tysyacha and the mechanic sat and then turned back to the pilot. "Come sit with us for a moment, will you? I'm sure we can come to an agreement that will prove favorable to all involved."


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"Come sit with us for a moment, will you? I'm sure we can come to an agreement that will prove favorable to all involved."

"You need a pilot?" Kim's brow raised in surprise at the stranger's request, and she looked across the table at Ev.

"Well, that's... convenient," Ev said, sounding a bit suspicious.

Kim was also a bit wary, but being the adventurous type and thinking that she was due some luck of late, she agreed to go with the woman to meet her companions. "Ok, sure. I'm game. Ev, just give me a wave when my food comes, okay? I won't be long."

As Kim followed Rika over to her table. "Just so you know," she said to Rika, "I'm very particular about the jobs I take. I was with my last crew for five years. Hate to leave them, but the job isn't fun anymore." She cringed. "My captain lost his bottle and he's turned his ship into a pleasure cruiser."

As she sat down with Rika at the table, she got a closer look at the man that was sitting with the other woman. She eyed him over a bit. He looked familiar, but as she couldn't place his face, she said nothing. After all, if she was being offered a job, she didn't want to come across as rude.


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"As for anywhere else...well, I think we're both aware of how vast the galaxy is." he said, piercing a strip of bacon with his fork. "We would need some sort of inkling as to where Revan went before we begin speculating..."

Looking up, he set his fork down again as another woman came to sit with them. He eyed her over a bit. She seemed to be the typical pilot-type, and he wondered whether or not that was exactly the reason why Rika was coming to sit with them.


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Tysyacha sized up the woman that Rika had brought to sit at their table and discuss business, if only for a moment. Her presence in the Force was that of a tough and determined pilot, more than capable if things got rough. Most definitely not one of those primped and pampered sorts that came out of the most elite flight schools these days. This pilot looked like she could beat the pulp out of several of those any day.

If we ever have Sith remnants tailing us, Tysyacha mused, she'll more than do.

"Good morning," she said as she smiled to the woman with the dark hair and rather stylish pilot's attire. "My name is Tysyacha Dv--excuse me, Odnova. My companions and I are looking for a reputable pilot to fly our ship into the Unknown Regions beyond the Outer Rim. Our mission is not officially sanctioned Republic business, but it will help the Republic to clear the galaxy of any remaining remnants of--" Realizing she was rambling and starting to speak in a politician's favorite language, Tysyacha cleared her throat. Cut to the chase.

"We believe that, even after the war seven years ago waged by Darth Malak and the Sith, there may still be Sith remnants watching and waiting to strike. Ms. Rika Saben and I know some of the Jedi ways--" and here she gestured deferentially to Rika--"and we know how to listen to the Force. You may not believe in such things, but with the Republic being the way it is, faltering and struggling to rebuild, we can't afford to let any Sith stragglers attack again."

She stood up and wound something from around her neck. "As for payment, I'm afraid I spent my last credit on repairs to my weapons, ship, and droids. This is all I have, and I know it doesn't look like much, but an irtysch crystal pendant is very helpful to have when you need keen eyesight and lightning-quick reflexes. I promise you lots of adventure, if not a suicide mission, and your family will get to say you died as a hero." A wink. "Eh?"

What? Have you lost your mind? scolded an undercurrent in the Force.
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Kim bit back a grin as the woman who called herself Tysyacha Odovna rambled on about the Republic, Jedi, Sith, and the Force. Kimber really didn't have the time nor the inclination to think about politics, or economics, or just who was in control of whom and for what reason. In the end, it really didn't matter much to her. She craved adventure, exploration, and excitement--which was exactly what this woman was offering her.

Still, Kim listened to Tysy's pitch, and politely examined the necklace that she was planning to use as payment. She really didn't need the money, or the necklace for that matter, and truth be told, she'd probably take the job for nothing if it meant she could go back to exploring the Unknown Regions again. But she wasn't about to blurt that out. That was too unprofessional.

"A hero on a suicide mission, huh?" Kim said to Tysy, as she held the crystals up to catch the light. "My family already knows that I'm a hero." She tapped the bloodstripe on the side of her leg. "Saved 16 CorSec soldiers from certain death by landing a transport on a space platform that was about to explode. People said that was a suicide mission. I said it was just a calculated high risk maneuver."

She laid the necklace gently on the table and looked directly at Tysy. "Name's Kimber Quitaan," she said, extending her hand. "Pilot of the... excuse me,... former pilot of the Astracrea." She sighed, remembering how that name used to inspire pride in her before her captain had turned the ship into a cruise liner. "Look, I'll be honest with you, Miss Odovna. I've been all over the Outer Rim, and beyond to the Unknown Regions. Seen lots of strange stuff, but never once have I ever considered suicide. It's just not in my nature." She grinned then. "That's not to say that I'm not interested in the job, however. I am. But...."

She looked again at the man beside Tysy and then at Rika, and then back at Tysy. "I'd like to know a bit more about the crew I'd be working with. I mean, three people seeking out Sith, remnants as they may be...? You've got to have more than just 'feelings' and a few Jedi tricks up your sleeves. Now, you don't have to tell me what they are, but at least tell me that I'm not wrong. If there's one thing I hate, it's being conned."

Her eyes lingered on the man next to Tysy. "Forgive me, but have we met before?" Kim asked him. "You look so familiar, but I can't place where I might have seen you."


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He studied the woman, this...Kimber Quitaan. She was a pilot - obviously - and a very brash one at that. She seemed to have just the right amount of spice for this mission...though he couldn't help but wonder if such a fact might turn out to be just as dangerous as it was beneficial.

"It's very possible." he said, shrugging nonchalantly. "I've been all over the galaxy, working as a mechanic. Seeing as the two of us are so involved with ships and their workings, I don't see why we wouldn't have met before. You'll have to forgive me, though - I'm afraid that I don't recall your face."


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Kimber grinned at the mechanic. "Probably because it's normally covered up by a helmet and/or a face plate when I'm in a space port," she replied to him. "It's no matter. I'll remember eventually. I never forget a face. Names, on the other hand, are quite a different matter. And I don't believe I caught yours?"

She glanced at Rika askance. "Or yours, for that matter, ma'am. Not that names matter much to me, mind you, but they do come in handy." She grinned wryly. "Otherwise, I'm likely to revert to calling you something rather more colourful and, depending on the circumstances, it may or may not be something of your liking. And, if I take this job," she added, "I wouldn't want to start off on the wrong foot. Crews need to depend on one another. Teamwork, you know? Reputations, names, past discrepancies... none of that matters a lick when it comes down to the crunch. It's the here and now is what counts in my book. Can I count on you in a crisis? That's what I'd like to know."


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A smile spread slowly to Rika's face. "I haven't known you two minutes and I like you already," she told Kim. "A name's easy. Rika Saben. However any of the questions you have asked can be answered with a lie. The real question is how can you be sure you can trust us? If I say I'm trustworthy, how much does it mean?"

She shook her head. "A deeply philosophical discussion, perhaps, but reputation is built upon experience. We offer you a job, one filled with adventure no less, but no matter what we tell you, you cannot fully know if you can count on us until we have come to your aid in crisis. You cannot know if we have told truthfully concerning our past unless the true past catches up to us. You cannot believe us when we speak of our reputations until you have seen the reputation become fact with your own eyes."

Leaning forward, she stared straight into Kim's eyes. "So the question you want to be asking right now is this: are you willing to risk your life with complete strangers, participating in what will likely be quite dangerous adventures in the interest of confirming whatever we choose to tell you?"


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"My companions and I are looking for a reputable pilot to fly our ship into the Unknown Regions beyond the Outer Rim."

A pointed ear perked up at the bar.

"You may not believe in such things, but with the Republic being the way it is, faltering and struggling to rebuild, we can't afford to let any Sith stragglers attack again."

A second ear went up, this one also pointed.

"I promise you lots of adventure, if not a suicide mission, and your family will get to say you died as a hero."

The pair of ears went down for a moment, then rose up again as the body attached to them vacated its seat. It was a fairly good body; lithe, but not skinny, with a long mane of sandy brown hair flowing down from the head. A head which was now turned toward the direction of the small crowd at the table a few dozen paces away. Expressive, eager eyes, one a shade of light grey, the other a slightly darker green, studied the five figures intently. After hearing a few more snippets of conversation, a pair of thin lips parted to reveal a white-toothed smile.

A long, navy cape furled in the air as the body made its way carefully across the restaurant and over to the table the eyes were locked onto. Slowing as it approached within a stone's throw from the group, it whipped a gloved hand out, procuring a chair from an empty nearby table and set it in front of itself. Placing a booted foot on either side, it lowered itself into the chair, leaning its sinewy torso up against the backrest.

"So the question you want to be asking right now is this: are you willing to risk your life with complete strangers, participating in what will likely be quite dangerous adventures in the interest of confirming whatever we choose to tell you?" the dark-haired woman asked of her newly acquainted and shorter-haired tablemate.

"Ah, you forgot to mention the fact that you will be heading in directions unknown, to places bereft of any form of generally-agreed upon civilization," the thin lips offered in a lilting, carefree voice as the pointed ears danced in anticipation.




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Tysyacha was more than taken aback. Apparently, the cover of noise and crowd chatter had not been enough to conceal the conversation she'd been having with Rika and the unnamed man with the dark hair and eyes that seemed to convict her very soul not of exact betrayal, but of dereliction of duty at least. Even though she was glad that one Kimber Quitaan had "taken the bait" and risen to the possible challenge of piloting the Ebon Hawk into the Unknown Regions, she had a flash of the Force that said this pointy-eared sentient was one listener too many.

"Excuse me," she said to the one with the bi-colored eyes, one gray, one green. "May I help you? This table is taken, although you're fully welcome to borrow the chair if you need an extra one." Tysyacha glanced toward the doorway of the Spacelanes Cafe, and there were still rather impatient-looking people waiting to be seated. Perhaps it was time that she and Rika, along with the man and perhaps Kimber, went back to the Hawk. For the moment, she was sick of noise and crowds and the substandard atmosphere of a breakfast place that should have replenished her.
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Kimber carefully eyed the near-human newcomer, who she suspected was of Arkanian origin and quite possibly competition for this job Tysy was offering. Although his opinion had been unsolicited and quite bold, he didn't appear to pose an immediate threat to anyone, but being as Kimber was Corellian she couldn't resist responding to him.

She held up a hand, palm facing outwards, to stay any ideas of confrontation that may have been brewing in the newcomer's mind, and then said, "Friend, the entire Outer Rim is bereft of any generally-agreed upon form of civilization. That is," she added, "according to people who haven't ventured far from the Core Worlds."

She grinned at him then, friendly, but with a hint of seasoned wariness. "Fortunately, I'm not one of those people."

She turned to Rika then, extending her hand in greeting. "Nice to make your acquaintance. As for the answer to my question, you've pretty much answered it." The corner of Kim's mouth upturned in a wry grin. "In my experience, no one who is that dishonest about their intentions ever tries to persuade someone by taking the philosophical road. I don't need any more confirmation than that.

"As far as me risking my life, well... a life without risk isn't worth living in my opinion. Now, that doesn't mean to say that I'm stupid or reckless and am going to try to fly into the nearest sun just to see what it feels like. No, I like my life and have every intention of living a long one."

Kim noticed that Tysyacha seemed to be growing increasingly uncomfortable with the newcomer's arrival, and so she rose from the table. It was time to make a decision.

"You hang onto this for the moment, Miss Odovna," Kim said. She gently slid the crystal necklace back across the table towards Tysy, but not before giving both men, the newcomer and the mechanic, another once over as if she wasn't quite sure if either of them could be trusted around jemstones. "I'm sure it's obvious to both of you," she looked at Rika and Tysy in turn, "that I'm interested in the job you've got going. And I'd like to accept, but... I'd also like to keep my options open."

Tysyacha's face fell just a little bit, but Rika's remained impassively cool.

"See," Kim continued, "I've been doing the touristy travel route for just over a year now, and what I really need is some time away from that. A vacation, so to speak, from the boredom and routine that is the pleasure cruise industry.

"So, tell you what. I'll accept your job offer, but only on a trial basis. If, say in a couple months or so, you still want me as a pilot and I still want to fly for you, then we can talk terms. But for now, let's just keep it simple. I want to fly, you need a pilot, and we both seem to want to go in the same general direction." She glanced down at the crystal necklace. "And as pretty as that is, my advice would be to keep it for something to use for trading if you should ever need repairs or spares or whatnots on your journey. Republic credits don't count for much once you're outside the Republic."

She glanced over her shoulder at her friend Ev. "Well, looks like my breakfast has arrived," she said, observing that the waiter was just carrying their order from the kitchens. "Just let me know where your ship is docked, Miss Odovna, and I'll meet you there, say...in an hour? That should give us both time to finish up our meals and for me to get my gear together." She stuck out her hand. "So, what do you say? Do we have a deal?"

Kim hoped that she hadn't come across to Tysy as sounding desperate. Truth was, she didn't really need the money, but she also didn't want to get a reputation of someone who would undercut the going rate for pilots. That was a good way to make enemies of the crime lords and get on their 'black list'. Then she'd be stuck not having a job for a very long time indeed. But neither did she want to be stuck with a contract that she couldn't get out of. What if something better came along? What if she didn't like the job? After all, it took time to get to know a new crew. Maybe she wouldn't fit in. Doubts like this ran through her mind, though the hand she offered to Tysy remained steady and her expression remained calm.


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"Friend, the entire Outer Rim is bereft of any generally-agreed upon form of civilization. That is, according to people who haven't ventured far from the Core Worlds."

The pointed ears twitched in amusement, but the lips remained pressed.

"Fortunately, I'm not one of those people."

The brow above the grey eye arched, and the lips curved upward. "Neither am I," they uttered, though only audible enough to those with pointed ears.

The ears listened to the short-haired one accept her commission with the other three, then twitched again as she mentioned "options". They did so love it when they listened to someone drive a smart bargain. Usually it was the lips that did the bargaining, but it was a treat to hear someone different from time to time.

"So, what do you say? Do we have a deal?"

The lips yearned to speak, but remained curved and shut. For now. Manners were to be attended to.




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Tysyacha nodded. "Miy imeyem sdelku," she replied. "We have a deal." She extended her own hand and shook Kimber's twice, performing a poluvazhenie, meaning "half-respect", a subtle half-bow over it. In her culture, it was only done when one person wished to be in a position of respectful and comradely subordinacy to another. When she had applied for her first job, she had done this to a possible employer at her interview. It had earned her kudos, but not the position she wanted.

Technically, superiors would not usually perform this gesture when shaking the hands of subordinates, but this was a special case. If Kimber piloted the Ebon Hawk, that meant Tysyacha was entrusting her own life to Kimber's, even though she was Kimber's boss. Her own piloting skills were a little (or a lot) rusty, to say the least.

Atton always flew the ship. Kimber seems more than up to his pazaak par!

She hoped her gesture was not lost on Ms. Quitaan, but if it was, at least she'd tried.
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"We have a deal."

The lips waited until the two women had finished shaking hands before finally parting and speaking. "My congratulations on your new commission, Ms. Quitaan," they said in the same carefree tone as before. "I'm sure you will provide excellent flying capabilities to these fine folk."

The eyes now turned to the one named Tysyacha. "Ms. Odnova," the lips spoke again, addressing the formidable-looking woman. "I do understand that you will be traveling into the Unknown Regions. Not many people these days partake in such an endeavor; consequently, not many people know the dangers in those parts." The lips paused for a moment as the eyes studied Tysyacha with careful appraisal. "Fortunately, you have been able to procure yourself one such person who knows the Outer Rim in the form of Ms. Quitaan here and I'm sure her knowledge is quite superb. However, as fortune would have it, there happens to be another being in this fine establishment that has had experience in the Unknown Regions and, coincidentally, is interested in going back to said regions in order to further their knowledge." The lips fell silent, and the ears perked up in anticipation of the answer to the lips' carefully laid proposal.




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Kim's brow raised with awe as she recognized the significance of Tysyacha's gesture during their handshake. She nodded in acknowledgment and then said, "Thank you. I won't let you down. Captain," she added.

As the near-human spoke up, Kim studied him with renewed interest. A scout? Or a surveyor? Or maybe even a freelance mercenary? She really wasn't sure. Still, he had given her a compliment. (Or was 'he' really a 'she'? Kim wasn't sure about that either now that she thought a bit more about how androgynous the near-human person seemed.)

"Thank you for your confidence, friend," Kim said to him respectfully. "And, if you truly have experience of traveling the Unknown Regions, your knowledge would be most welcome." She gave Tysycha a look. "Of course, you're the captain. It's your decision. But, the more knowledge the better when you're out there."

With that, she gave Tysy her comlink ID, so she could send the coordinates of her ship's hanger to Kim's datapad, and then Kimber bid her leave from the group and returned to the table where Ev was just digging into his omelette.

"So, did you take the job?" he asked between mouthfuls.

Kim took her seat. "Yup."

Ev stopped eating. "Just like that?"

"Just like that. Although I told them it was only on a trial basis for the first couple of months. See how I like it first." She took a bite of her food, then grimaced. "Say, can you pass the red sauce, please?"

"Don't change the subject," Ev said, as he handed the bottle to her. "So how do you know you can trust them?"

"Same way they know they can trust me," she replied, pouring the sauce on her plate in a neat round blob.

Ev glanced over at Tysy. "Well, she is pretty, I'll give you that."

"Yeah, she is," Kim agreed. "But she's not my type. And, besides, I'm a professional and she's my boss. 'No fishing in the company pond,' remember?'"

Ev s******ed. "You and your rules...."

Kim kicked him under the table. "Hey, my rules work for me, okay? Now would you just eat your food? Please? I've got to go and get my gear and meet them at their ship in an hour. And I'd like to say my goodbyes to the guys before I leave."

"Yeah, yeah, okay," Ev agreed. "But I still think you might have found a better job if you had just waited a bit."

"I've waited long enough," Kimber said, glancing over at Tysy's table. "Besides, I've got a good feeling about this job."


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"If you know the Outer Rim just as intimately as I do not," Tysyacha told the strange sentient with the pointed ears, "then perhaps our mission will go more smoothly than I had first expected. I had not thought to bring a scout or surveyor aboard the Ebon Hawk, and since we will probably not have any galaxy maps to guide us beyond a certain point of no return, this was an oversight on my part." She finished up the last of her two krayt dragon eggs.

"I personally would welcome you aboard, if you are who you say you are, but first you have to pass the inspection test that I'm sure one of my droids will have waiting for you. He doesn't cotton very well to strangers, I fear," said Tysyacha apologetically, "but once he gets to know you, he's a very loyal bodyguard droid." Sitting back down with a trace of a blush on her cheeks, she waited until Rika Saben and the mechanic had also finished eating.

When they were done, Tysyacha paid with the last few credits she'd found in the pocket of her rather shabby-looking civilian's tunic. Apparently, she had not spent her final bit of money on repairs to the ship and droids, as she had first suspected. Although, she wouldn't have been above a bit of menial penitential labor doing dishes in the cafeteria scullery if it had come to that. She, Rika, the mechanic, Kim, and the pointy-eared sentient all strolled back to Snello's (which was in full swing) to retrieve the slumbering Hawk.

This time, both T3-M4 and HK-47 emerged from the vessel to greet them.

T3 twittled and beeped in excited tones, while HK, as usual, brandished his molten cannon. For him, the situation was markedly improved with the Exile around, but still, he trusted strangers about as far as he could melt them.

"Surprised Statement: Why, Master, it seems that you've brought more meatbags with you. I presume you know they're not thieves, or vandals?"

"Stow it, HK," chided Tysyacha coldly. She gestured to the mechanic, not unkindly or rudely, but rather with a flick of the hand that said One move, and he and I will both turn you into slag. "You've met this man before. You've also met Rika Saben, who repaired you so well it's a wonder she restrained herself from disabling your vocabulator permanently. As for the others, the woman in pilot's gear is Kimber Quitaan, whom I've hired to fly the Hawk for us."

"Indignant Retort: Master! I am far more capable as a pilot than this organic could be. You forget that I, as a droid, know the ship's controls."

"Perhaps a little too well," said Tysyacha, "and I wouldn't trust you to fly the Ebon Hawk if you paid me a million credits. Knowing you, if we were in any sort of danger, you'd retaliate immediately without fully assessing the threat." She turned to the pointy-eared stranger. "As for this one, he (or she?) is a scout and surveyor who has knowledge of the Outer Rim and Unknown Regions." She gave him/her a look that said Introduce yourself, quickly, before HK decides that his molten cannon needs a little exercise!
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"What a curious droid," the lips exclaimed as the eyes raked over the rust-colored automaton, noting how it seemed to exude an aura of displeasure, despite not being organic. "This should be a most interesting trip indeed."

The eyes closed for a moment as the lips debated their next statement, then opened again, dancing in amusement. "My manners have been amiss, despite my attempts to rein them in," they said jovially. "I have not made my identity known to any of you and it would not do at all to have you think of me as a stranger or worse yet-" the eyes crinkled in the approximation of a stricken look, "as that pointy-eared rogue!" The lips curved ruefully. "Too oft have I been called that."

The ears twitched as the head flicked backward, sending the long mane of hair flying. "But enough chitter-chatter. You may call me Lane." The lips paused, as if savoring the name. "Yes, I do think we will go with that," they finished, partnig and revealing the row of white teeth behind them again.




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He had sat and finished eating his krayt eggs and bacon, watching silently as Tysy quickly began to recruit members to the Ebon Hawk - they seemed to flock to her instantly.

This had not been in his plans - however, he knew that it would be inevitable. Tysyacha had the type of charisma that simply drew others to her - whether or not that was increased by her connection to the Force, he wasn't sure. It was very rare for someone to be able to be able to pull people in without any effort at all...but, with Tysy being Tysy...

He was silent once more as they returned in a group to the Hawk's dock at Snello's Storage Emporium, his sharp blue eyes watching the loading ramp as he caught movement in the shadows above it. Sure enough, the HK unit and the astromech droid disembarked. The assassin droid was rather irritable, as usual, and his eyes were glued to the droid - as well as the mechanical finger that was wrapped around the dangerous-looking gun's trigger. He made no movement, nor did hi speak. He simply watched as Tysyacha regarded both her droid servants, telling the HK unit to lower his weapon and urged the sentinent to introduce himself.

The man - or was it a woman, perhaps? - was a puzzlement to him. In all his travels, he had never seen a creature like this. Perhaps he or she was a crossbreed? If they were, then he had never seen such a combination as this. And the features of the face and body were so indiscriminent that it was impossible to determine the gender...

Then there was the new pilot that the Jedi had found. The new employee was definately female - Correlian, if he had any sense. He was as of yet unsure of her, though she seemed to be one that could be trusted in a time of heat. Perhaps she would end up being a wonderful addition to the team - although, if her Correlian blood played any large part in her attitude, the Ebon Hawk might quickly become a battle ground.


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HK-47 gave a single crisp nod that was half dismissal and half dire warning.

"Aloof Musing: 'Lane', as in a highway or other passage through any territory, whether marked or unmarked. Very well. Should you attempt to damage my Master or any other organics that serve her in any way, you shall find I have suddenly carved a 'lane' through your skull with my molten cannon fire."

Tysyacha rolled her eyes. "You know, HK, you should become an interviewer for Czerka or one of the larger corporations here in the galaxy. No one else could ever make such a first impression!" Sorry, Lane, her look said.

"Proud Murmur: Thank you, but such a task would be a waste of my talents."

As you yourself would be a waste of smoldering spare parts if all five of us ganged up on you at once. For a protocol droid, sometimes HK was quite unobservant. Apparently "veiled sarcasm" was not one of the voice tones he was programmed to imitate and recognize, unless it was programmed under the "condescending" analog. Ah, well. Tysyacha had better thngs to do than banter with something that didn't have an actual brain. She led Rika Saben, Lane, the still-unnamed mechanic, and Kimber Quitaan inside the Ebon Hawk, its humming machinery sounding almost eager to be used again.

First, she showed Kimber to the pilot's chair. "Here's where you'll probably be most of the time--in the driver's seat," she said with a wink and a slightly exaggerated bow that said, Duh, I know. "I know you won't let us down, and as for HK-47, if he makes any rude comments, you have my personal permission to call Rika and have her disable his vocabulator."

After that, Tysyacha showed the newest crew of the Ebon Hawk the other critical parts of their floating fortress, including the garage, hyperdrive, cargo hold, port and starboard-side dormitories for sleeping, security system room, medbay, one storage room (for when HK got 'uppity' or belligerent), and the all-important galaxy map that showed where they were and where they could be heading. She was home, this ship, better than most on land.

"Question: Speaking of 'heading' somewhere, Master, where are we going?"

A lump caught in the Exile's throat. She paused, stalling for a bit more time.

"I shall now attempt to insult you in your native tongue: Teeeee nay znaa-yesh? Ha, ha, ha." Bad pronunciation aside, it meant "You don't know?"

Tysyacha stalked up to the droid and ignited one of her two sabers, placing it right underneath HK's copper chin. "You call me vy", she murmured icily, "the respectful form of 'you', if you want to call me anything besides Master. Otherwise, even though you're right, you know what will happen."

For once in a millennium, HK kept silent. Tysyacha turned to the others.

"I have no idea where our mission should begin," she said, bowing her head to the poluvazhenie position. "If you were searching for the most powerful Jedi in the galaxy, who has disappeared, where would you look?"
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"Well, let's ponder, shall we?" he murmured, "You're one of the single most powerful Jedi in all the galaxy, and are in hiding from the Republic for...unknown reasons. You could easily travel and lose yourself in the Unknown Regions - after all that's what any normal person would do, if they were desperate enough. But Revan isn't a normal person - he's much more clever than that."

He paused a moment, looking at Tysy. "Where better to hide than in plain sight?"


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Kim raised an eyebrow at the mechanic's comment, and then she looked at Tysy. "So... not just a Force Sensitive, but a full-fledged Jedi, are you?" She grinned wryly. "See, I knew this job was going to be interesting."

She scanned the Galaxy Map with her eyes. "But Spanner-boy's right, captain," she said, referring to the mechanic. "A person would have to be pretty desperate to jus...."

She suddenly frowned then. "Wait a second...." She looked at the mechanic full on. "Did you say we're looking for Revan? The Revan? As in the one who caused mayhem and destruction across the Republic in the worst war there's been for centuries?" She let out a low whistle. "Yup, it gets more and more interesting every minute," she said under her breath.

She studied the Galaxy Map more closely. "See this bit here, Cap?" She pointed out to Tysy a spot on the map where there was absolutely nothing on the screen. "There's a system there with a few outposts that actually carry fuel for starships. They're pretty primitive, run mostly by smugglers and pirates that like to take a short cut around the outskirts of Hutt space. But if I were going to hide in the Unknown Regions, I'd've stopped there first to get my bearings and to resupply." Her eyes left the map and sought out the mechanic's once again. "But then again, who says Revan is hiding? He never struck me as the kind to turn tail and run. If he's out there in the Unknown Regions, I'd bet he at least has a plan and a purpose for being there."

She went over and sat in the pilot's chair, turning around to face the controls to prep the ship. "That's my two creds, anyway. But perhaps Spanner-boy knows more than he's letting on, eh?" She flipped a few switches, then grinned as she heard the engines begin to purr a bit more smoothly. Swiveling back around, she faced the rest of the group and waited for the captain to tell her where she wanted to go.


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He allowed himself a wry smile. Spanner-boy? Did these people have no originality whatsoever?

At least it's better than Meatbag. he conceeded silently to himself. It had potential, he supposed.

"I was actually speaking of Revan, not Miss Ondova." he said, his blue eyes now trained on the seated pilot, "Revan has been in hiding for the past several years, leaving no trail whatsoever as to where he has gone. As one of the most imfamous Jedi and military strategist in the history of the Republic, I don't think he would have opted for hiding in the Outer Rim or beyond. No, that would be the first place that people would look. Should he find whatever he had been searching for...I would believe that he would find one of the best hiding places in the world - in plain sight. Someplace that would be so painfully obvious that no one in their right mind would believe that he had been hiding there. In that way, perhaps under an assumed identity, he would be able to plan his next move without being disturbed.

"I also believe that - no matter how far he has gone or whatever remote planets he has visited - he could not feesibly have been able to avoid hearing news of the state of the Republic. Even pirates and remote clans know of and care expressively about the state of a system of government and planets so large as this - after all, it could mean the source of new income, should it fall. He would have heard somehow, and I don't think he would ignore it."


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Something clicked in Tysyacha's mind, abrupt and comforting, like the final piece of a puzzle assuming its destined position in a grand scheme. She turned her head to look at "Spanner-boy", at once confused, hopeful, and utterly shocked.

"Ne mozhet byt," she said quickly. "Ne mozhet byt! It can't be!" She shook her head, rubbed her blue eyes to clear the trace of water from them, shook her head again. There was no possible way that he could have--that he was here.

Even though her legs were suddenly becoming the consistency of kinrath mucus, she hurried to the cargo hold, where she and the former crew of the Hawk had honed their dueling skills. She set both of her gleaming white sabers to "soft heat", which she always used in practice mode. Through the Force, she sent out a message.

'Spanner-boy'. If you're really Revan, come to the cargo hold, if you can hear me. I know how to tell an imposter from the genuine article, because only Revan could beat me in a fair duel. He was the one who taught me how to use my shortsabers, before they both turned red as a laigrek's eye. Come, if you are not a fake or a coward!
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The being called Lane had taken a seat at the central holoprojector and listened intently to the conversations between the new crewmembers, pointed ears perked up and gloved hands intertwined and arched in front of thin lips. The lips smiled as the ears monitored the unnamed man's words, picking up the subtle cues and mannerisms with which he spoke. As Lane expected, his words aroused a poignant interest in Tysyacha and she reacted quite strongly when she arrived at her minor epiphany. She quickly stood and headed off for the cargo bay, her fingers already grasping for the silver cylinders hanging from her belt.

Lane's booted feet set on the floor and raised the lithe body up, but did not follow the flustered Exile into the hold, instead propelling themeselves towards the cockpit of the freighter. The mismatched eyes alighted on the one called Kimber as the legs danced the body into the seat next to the pilot's. "It seems as if Ms. Odnova and our yet-unnamed party have something to discuss," the lips spoke, still singsong. "I wonder how long he will go without a name. Names are quite important to have." The eyes glanced at Kimber, a sudden seriousness flashing through them.




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He picked the words out of the air, knowing that they were meant for him. His eyes shifted ever so infatismally towards where Tysy had taken off down the corridor, noting every word she called to him.

'Spanner-boy'. If you're really Revan, come to the cargo hold, if you can hear me. I know how to tell an imposter from the genuine article, because only Revan could beat me in a fair duel. He was the one who taught me how to use my shortsabers, before they both turned red as a laigrek's eye. Come, if you are not a fake or a coward!

Only Revan could beat her in a fair fight...then yes, she really was the Jedi Exile, if she remembered that. However, he didn't respond. He didn't move. To all others, it would seem as if nothing at all had transpired.

He hesitated a beat or two more, as if waiting for Tysy to return and explain her sudden ephiphany. When she did not, he looked at the droids and Rika.

"I suppose that now would be as good a time as any to begin getting settled in." he said, with a slight nod that could have been a parting bow. "So for now, I bid you adieu."

Departing down the corridor, he was careful not to look near the cargo hold as he neared it, turning down the side corridor just in front of it.


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The cargo bay door slid open, revealing the dark-haired mechanic newly christened "Spanner-boy". Tysyacha was waiting, her two short silver sabers ignited and crossed close to her heart in a defensive position. The expression on her face was simultaneously calm and passionate, if such completely opposite emotions could exist together in one look and state of mind.

"Greetings," said Tysyacha, smiling, "or should I say, zdravstvuyte?"

Stravst-vit-tye. A formal way of saying "Good health to you," although a salutation that would be used between strangers, co-workers, or in older times, between servant and master. The servant, naturally, would be remiss and speaking impolitely without the -te ending, so why had the Jedi Exile kept it? Tysyacha herself knew why and yearned to either prove her suspicions correct or silence them once and for all. The time had come.

"I propose a duel," announced Tysyacha, her voice soft and level, "although not one to the death. You remind me of a former Master, the very Jedi whom we wish to find. Revan, who was known as Darth Revan before he became redeemed through Bastila Shan and the Jedi Council. Are you he, or not?

"In order to either prove or disprove my suspicions about your true identity, let us spar until one or the other yields from exhaustion or respect. Only Revan can beat me in a fair fight, because he's the one who taught me the Niman form of saber combat and to use my two most loyal allies." A wink.

"If I win, then that means you are not Revan, and I shall apologize for this sudden inconvenience upon you and all the rest of the crew. If you win, however--you get to name your price, and I, as Tysyacha Odnova, promise to honor it. Do we have a deal? I won't presume to call you 'Spanner-boy.'"

"You just did," said the mechanic with a wry half-grin, and Tysyacha laughed.

Get ready, she told herself. Fight harder than you've ever fought.

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He needn't have turned around to know who it was standing in the doorway, watching him. The thrum of the sabers was the main give-away, though he suspected that he would have been able to identify her footsteps if the door had not ben closed. After her message had finished, he had thrown the basic barriers up around his mind once more - closing himself off completely.

Not a word slipped past his lips as she spoke to him - in fact, he hadn't turned to look at her. He stayed bent over the footlocker that he had dragged out from under the bunk that he had chosen for himself, a few of his items still in hand. He finished setting them into the storage container before he spoke.

"I don't see why you suddenly believe that I'm Revan." he murmured, standing and turning to her. "Me, of all the people in the galaxy...be Revan? Such an absurd idea - no offense meant, of course."


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Tysyacha blushed, her face becoming hot with shame. She de-ignited her lightsabers.

"Of course it's an absurd idea," she mumbled. "You're exactly right. I suppose that my mind, both conscious and unconscious, is so eager to find Revan that it sees him in every human male with a similar look and build. I apologize for jumping to such a hasty conclusion, sir. The duel will not be necessary. I--" Confess it all, her heart said.

"Revan, as I said, was my former Master. However, I haven't told you of my true feelings for him. Even though there was another, in that dark seven-year interval between the Mandalorian Wars and the present day, Revan has always been my first love. Atton Rand and I could have been partners, but both of us were fools and did not admit how we felt until Atton--died." She took a deep breath, almost crying. "He had lost a duel with my second Master's apprentice, a monstrosity named Darth Sion. Sion tortured him to death, and he only said he loved me as he breathed his last."

Tysyacha wiped a tear from her eye. "As for Revan, I don't know where he is or even have the slightest theory where he could have gone. As for your saying 'what better place to hide than in plain sight?', my heart filled with hope, and it seems this hope has betrayed me. Your being Revan is as impossible an idea as a round square or a skinny bantha!" She laughed a little, but the man didn't find the joke to be so funny.

"Forgive me. I should have been professional about this, but I let my passion overtake me. Jedi are supposed to be masters of self-control, of objectivity and discipline, and most of all, of compassionate detachment to others and duty to the galaxy itself. Perhaps this is why I failed--I, the Jedi Exile as I'm known, could not truly fulfill the responsibilities and meet the standards I swore to uphold when I became a Knight.

"As for Revan, I still truly love him, and I want to tell him before either he or I die."

There. She'd said it, and there was no turning back. No explanations, no apologies, and certainly no denial of a single word as "testimony under duress". 'Spanner-boy', as was his un-name, simply stood and watched, his look a mix of curiosity and something else. Something warm and sympathetic, un-judgmental, waiting for her to embrace it.
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