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[Ku Tan]

Sith, why must it always be the Sith... he thought as he listened to the Director explain the situation. What kind of data is so necessary for gathering Jedi to go after it?

"You have been watching us?" How did they even know about us? I don't tend to be in one place that much and not make many contacts. The ship sounds decent though, be a little bit roomy compared to my normal transportation. "And all we have to do is return this data core to you? Why is it so important to your corporation?"

He watched the other members in the room to see how they reacted to this crazy mission idea.

[Alyaza]

This sounds much more dangerous then this director is making it seem. Why would the Sith be so invested in obtaining this data. 
"I also wonder why you think we are the most cut out for this mission. Wouldn't a group of Jedi deserters be more fitting for a mission such as this one?" 
I am also deeply worried by the fact that he has been watching me. How much does he know about my life? Will he try and exploit me later on? This mission seems like a waste of my time. I guess we will just have to focus and get it done quickly. Seems easy enough to me. 
Alyaza glanced over at Dennurek wondering what type of comrade he was. He seemed to hold himself high and interacting with someone like him would be interesting. 

[Dennurek]

Why me? was all that went through Dennurek's head. The party consisted of him and three Jedi. Three. And me, he chuckled internally. If they have been watching me so closely, they must know I'm unlike these Jedi. The questions asked so far Dennurek thought were appropriate and he didn't have anything further to add. Dennurek did wonder, what was so important about this core that they were called in?, but knew if it was of great importance he was honored to be included at all.

Knowledge roll z7zLQcAWp_1d20 + 4 = 211d20

[Dax]

Dax bit her lip, weighing her options. She wasn't particularly worried about the mission itself. This NMC had clearly done their research so Dax could assume that this group could handle the job, if the Director didn't think we could handle it completely we wouldn't be here, someone else would. Dax wasn't stupid enough to assume they didn't have an eye on the entire galaxy.

No, the problem wasn't the Sith, it was the Jedi. Her eyes traveled to the two of them in the room. All she wanted was her freedom from the order. Its why she was willing travel on garbage scows, and use flirt with beings anyone with a brain wouldn't even approach. The main reason Dax had even entertained the idea of working this job was she had assumed The Director could help in her desire to disappear. But teaming up with Jedi seemed counter-intuitive to those goals, they could report her or assume her turned and arrest her. They could be in direct contact with her old master for all she knew, and he was the last person in the galaxy she wanted to face. I am so fucked.

Dax ran her hand through her hair and gave a small sigh of frustration. She felt distinctly trapped. The Director clearly knew who she was, and he would be able to contact her master. Which meant Dax wasn't really in a position to say no.

So all there was to do was say yes....and try for as long as possible to reveal herself to these strangers......maybe they sucked at reading force sensitivity. It could totally happen. I am sooo fucked.

But first she turned toward the Director, best to let these people assume her wants were simple. "Is the compensation a flat rate up front? or does the pay go up proportionally to how difficult killing these Sith turns out to be?"

[Kironome]

Dennurek: As far as you can remember, Balmorra's economy has been topsy-turvy. While its perhaps best known for its metal deposits, its been the site of several galactic conflicts and as such has never had an overly stable economy. However, in addition to metals, the Balmorran flu is named for the area, and as such they had at one point many thriving medical research facilities mostly driven around finding a vaccine for the flu, but also produced other various cures and vaccines.

The Director listened to all comments before he spoke again,

"As I said, yes. We have been watching you. I assure you any information we've gathered is safe with us. We had to be sure you were the ideal candidates. A group of Jedi deserters alone would draw more attention than necessary. The council would always be watching for you. However, we've noted that each of you have had leeway to operate and move about as needed with little to no hindrance from the Council or other potential interested governing bodies. Ideal."

He paused for a moment, focusing. In response, the entire seating area shuddered slightly, and started moving downward. The center projection area was clearly built into the floor and extended below the floor they were on because it moved with them, and extended fully to the ceiling still. The movement wasn't quick, but steady; designed to minimize the effects of the descent.

Making eye contact with Ku, "Yes, its as simple as that. From what we know, it should be an unexciting retrieval. The core itself holds data specific to our corporation and other groups found within in addition to specific details of the attack and overall operations within the facility. As I'm sure you can understand, this information is invaluable to us, and we simply wish to keep it out of the wrong hands." He smiled again, attempting to reassure them.

"As far as compensation," his gaze shifted to Dax, "I believe we've trusted you with enough up front. You'll be paid, that much I can promise, but it will be upon your successful return. I assure you, you will want for nothing for the duration of your quest, and payment will be prompt."

A few moments later, a seam of light appeared near the floor, behind The Director. Slowly, a sizable hanger bay came into view. Men and Women in orange jumpsuits of many races moved back and forth across the area. In the middle was the afore mentioned Citadel Cruiser. Its wings were folded, and its landing gear extended. Several engineers crawled in, around, and on the ship prepping it for departure. The ship glistened in the light, framed by the blue sky coming from the far end of the bay. A blue shimmering extended from one side to the other of the opening, signifying shielding separating each of you and the drop to the ocean below. Yet, the salty air still found its way in among the other smells of grease, heat, and sweat.

"I know you all still have your reservations, but allow us to show you how great an ally we can be. If there are no other over-large concerns, I leave this precious matter in your well equipped hands." His posture and enunciation suggested the greatest confidence in your abilities. Turning toward the ship, he swept his arm outward encouraging you to take your leave. And, without further notice, he turned on his heel and casually walked off to the right toward an open door.

A Bothan dressed in one of the orange jumpsuits jogged up to meet you. The hair that covered her body from head to toe was a sandy brown and framed her slightly pudgy face. Her middle was a bit rounder than most suggesting she indulged in the many delicacies offered on the island. A pink bow was tied to her head just behind her right ear. Her bright green eyes suggested a kind, bubbly personality but clearly intelligent. She waved as she approached, holding a clipboard in her other hand. "Great to finally meet each of you!" She doubled over for a moment and breathed in and out heavily to catch her breath.

"I assure you we're right on schedule. The preflight checks should be finished momentarily." She started walking toward the ship, motioning for them to follow. "The ship is brand new, and modified to be both completely comfortable and defensible. Its not meant for extended trips, but for your quick jaunt it should be comfortable enough. We've stocked it with only the best from the island, and you'll notice the back of the ship has been adapted to house a shower and a two small auxiliary rooms which house sleeping arrangements if you desire to use them. She stopped at the ramp leading into the ship. "So.....who's flying this baby then?" She asked, looking back and forth between each of you.

[Ku Tan]

A hanger right below his chambers? Must be noisy. Ku thought as they descended. They waste no time in trying to send us off.

Ku watched the Bothan approach, raising an eyebrow to her doubling over for breath. He looked to the rest of the group and said "I am a fairly decent pilot, I have had to pilot my own ship for years throughout the outer rim, but if one of you wishes to, be my guest." He watched the group for their response.

[Alyaza]

Things happened so quickly that Alyaza barely had time to collect her thoughts. The heat and noises of the hanger assaulted her senses.  The words of the Director lingered in her head.  The springing of the mission on them had her adrenaline pumping, and she had to admit to herself that she was a bit excited to kick some ass if she had to. What was the use of all her hard earned skills if she wasn't going to get any uses out of them. 
All these amenities though but no pilot for the ship? The only experience I have as a pilot is on smaller cargo ships that I used on my home planet with father to bring orders to customers. She flinched at the pain of the happy memories. 
"Ku, I also have rudimentary piloting skills, I offer my services to you as co-pilot if you require them."
Hopefully I am not giving myself to much credit in my abilities. 

[Dax]

Dax looked at the two Jedi. He seems straight forward but she doesn’t seem too confident, but...that is probably just modesty.

“Then it appears we can all just trade off as necessary then.” She said with a smile, hoping to reassure. “I would consider myself a pilot, in fact it’s probably one of the few skills I am actually proud of.“ She turned to Ku Tan, then. “And if it’s all the same to you Ser Jedi I would prefer to take the chair first, that’s about the only seat on a ship from which I can claim to enjoy space travel.” Dax gave a sheepish laugh and tucked her hair behind ear at that last admittance.

[Dennurek]

As they descended to the hangar, Dennurek was pleased with how everything was progressing, and felt more at ease knowing that the Director and his company had done their research and was fully aware of all of their abilities. Nothing else to do but go with it.

When the party had reached solid ground again before their ship, Dennurek was relieved everyone seemed willing to volunteer to pilot. He had the skill but was not found of piloting necessarily - it was just always to his advantage. Dennurek felt a little behind in his reply with everyone else voicing about their piloting experience, "To you all, please be my guest, I care to only take over in emergencies - as I can see you all are very willing to fly."

[Kironome]

The Bothan looked between Ku Tan and Dax uneasily for a moment, her hair bristling as a response to her excitement. "So, I guess you'll figure that out then..." Turning away she moved a bit closer to the ramp mumbling, "My vote would be for the lady, but what do I know?" She ushered them all onto the loading ramp and pushed a button on the inside panel.

As the ramp began to raise she spoke rapidly, "Just be sure to get Sheela back in one piece!" Suddenly embarrassed, she quickly retracted her statement, "I mean, the Citadel Cruiser designation SH-33A. When you get back to the planet, the ship is programmed to send out a data packet. Its the only way you'll be able to get into contact with us and find the island as we sure as hell wont be in the same place!" She continued joyfully. The ramp was nearly closed and all you could see was her head, but she continued talking, "Just ask for Kala if you need any help walking through repairs or the systems, that's me! I'm great at......" her voice was cut off by the sealing of the cargo ramp. You could hear her muffled voice still coming from the exterior but couldn't make out the words any more.

The Director wasn't lying. In comparison to many tactical ships, this by far was one of the most comfortable. The Cargo ramp led down a short hallway which had three doors, presumably the living quarters and bathing area. It then opened into a well lit area attempting to mimic natural light. Most of the center of the room was taken up by yet another, now characteristic, circular seating area. More pelts were strewn about the seats and the floor in the middle. To one side was a makeshift bar stocked with the best this part of the galaxy could offer. To the other was a large view screen, now dark. Another small hallway with another door off to the side, separated the main room and the cockpit.

The cockpit was cramped, but in actuality it simply doesn't allow for superfluous items. There are two small seats toward the rear, offering specialized seats to handle sensors, shielding, and engineering. In the front, center were the pilots and copilots seats, situated behind a half wall of instruments and displays. The upper-half of the wall offering an actual view of the outside of the ship. The orange people were still milling around, but Kala was jumping up and down and motioning to her mouth and ears repeatedly, waiting for someone to notice.

[Ku Tan]

What an interesting ship, and again with all of the animal pelts. Ku thought as they walked into the ship.

"If you, uh, would wish, Dax was it?, I wouldn't mind you being main pilot at the moment, but I insist that I at least check the coordinates and our course towards Balmorra." He tried to smile, but his face was not the best at making such expressions.

He noticed the Bothan, Kala, and tried to find any way to turn on any outside speakers.

Computer use 1x6GhB3x1d20+41d20+4

[Dennurek]

Dennurek boarded the ship and immediately moved toward the circular seating area, chuckling at the use of the pelts again. Classy, but a little cliche at times. Comfortable, and at least a designated place to gather.

Grasping inside his cloak, Dennurek broke off a piece of insect snack, not wanting to be rude to the insectoid Jedi. He secretly was glad that, Dax was it?, would probably pilot to start. Nothing against this Ku Tan, but insectoids are odd and I'm used to eating them - not having them pilot the ship I'm on.

Dennurek glanced about the room to see if there was anything of note while he relaxed with his legs crossed in the seating area.

Spot check vcUZ29uq1d20 + 4 = 5

OOC: I knew I'd start rolling terribly after such a good start
1d20

[Kironome]

Dennurek: You note nothing of importance beyond what you've already seen. Also, you didn't notice where you were and "sat" on empty air, falling down....aka....you pulled a Jenny =p. Please RP accordingly haha

After a moment, Ku flipped a toggle and Kala's voice came through the speakers in the ship. Hearing herself echo from the speakers to the mic, she stopped shouting and huffed for a moment.
"Oh good, I thought you'd never notice! Forgot to tell you that the ship will ask you to select a security code. Pick something you'll remember, it'll be how you access the ship's ramp and all its systems. Its just a way to be sure someone wont tamper with this baby while you're off-ship." Someone in the background must've called her name because she looked away, and then quickly turned back.

"You guys are ready to take off! Just mind the paint job, its brand new. Oh, and duh! The exit is that way." She laughed and pointed at the end of the hanger toward the shielded area.

[Ku Tan]

Strange little creature...Oh well. Ku studied his pilot for this trip, a zeltron who very apparently knew how to use her looks, makes me uncomfortable being so close to her. He sat down at the computer, making note not to come into contact with Dax. Don't want to be influenced without my say....not that I can ever convey myself well...

Astrogate 4G528RHu1d20+3
And let us see if we can get to Balmorra safely!

OOC: better be worth it to use another god damn 20 so early!1d20+3

[Dax]

Dax took the pilot's chair and she carefully examined the ship's controls as Ku moved around her. His movements were jerky, like he was at disease, and while that might be partially due to the all too vague mission parameters Dax couldn't help but think it was her that was making the Jedi uncomfortable.  She sighed just a little, I suppose I can understand that, we are a rather invasive species, but its not like I can help it. Not like I can shoot out my pheromones on command or stop my brain from reading empathic energies...it just does.

On the other hand, his discomfort could prove useful, keep him from examining my actions too hard.  She turned to Ku from her chair and smiled.

"Well as far as can tell everything is in order, so I am ready when you are. Oh! wait we need to set a passcode right? It should totally be 'bantha nipples' or 'purple monkey dish-sanitizer' or  maybe "Follow the Myth! Not the Sith! They're jerks" " okay that last one was lame, but there aren't exactly an over abundance of words that rhyme with 'Sith' they should pick a more rhymeable name, they could have way better recruitment posters that way.

[Alyaza]

Alyaza was relieved that she would not have to do all of the piloting. This Dax seemed to be very confident in her skills which was reassuring. She sure smells nice as well. Probably special pheromones. I should make sure to keep my own mind around her. 
"Dax, I am grateful for your offer to fly the ship. Might I offer my services as copilot?" 
Don't want to be useless on this flight. Might want to get acquainted with the ship controls first. 

Computer use R8v|Ye7fp_1d20 -1 = 19

OCC: Damn low intelligence ruining a perfect 20   1d20

[Kironome]

OOC: Hey everyone! I wanted to note that for the time being we'll be using critical successes and critical failures. What this boils down to is if you roll a natural 20, no matter what the DC is you succeed! And you do it in style. However, if you roll a natural one, you fail regardless and do something stupid like trip and land on your own lightsaber or negotiate your way into slavery.

Dax: In order to take the ship into space, please make a piloting check (DC 12)
If you get >15 feel free to do it with flair
If between 8 and 11, you hit the side of the hanger on the way out
If less than 8, you fail and the ship doesn't leave the hanger this turn.

Feel free to RP according based on your dice roll, and you can use Ku Tan's plotted course to enter hyperspace.

This ship appears to be very similar to ships you've flown before. The way the cockpit is set up seems natural to you, and as such on any rolls between now and when you return (that are ship piloting / system related) you may receive an additional +1 bonus

[Ku Tan]

A this is a quite interesting plotting computer, and let me just see how the path to Balmorra is... Ku does a few calculations that seem to go incredibly well. 
"Woo, hey guys, I found a path, it seems the planets are in perfect alignment, and the stars are right for our journey!" he chuckled nervously, "But no really, the calculations have given us what I hope is a safe path, Dax, uh, you can just take off and tell me when we hit deep space, I leave the cockpit to you ladies..."

Ku walked out of the room, it was a bit cramped with three people in there, and breathed a sigh of relief. There is something interesting about Dax, but can't put my finger on it... I guess I shall try to explore some more of the ship. Walking into the living area, noticed Dennurek sitting in the center and eyed him cautiously, he hadn't run in to any Kubaz before but he knew of their reputation as enjoying insectoid species, and not even remarking them as sentient, but he does seem to think of me as more of a being, currently at least. Walking out of the room, he attempted to open the first door down the hallway. If there are only two bedrooms and a washroom, means we will have to bunk, the only person I could see doing that with is Alyaza...I will bring it up when the situation comes up.

Spot check to see the condition of the room HniVZNHE1d20+21d20+2

[Dennurek]

Dennurek saw nothing of interest, but was so taken by the pelts he attempted to sit down and completely missed the chair he thought he had sat in and plopped on the floor. Scowling slightly, and feeling a bit embarrassed, he stood back up and moved to the chair - successfully sitting down his second attempt. After situating himself again, Dennurek attempted to become comfortable again from being flustered from falling and waited for the two ladies to take the ship into space.

[Alyaza]

The navigation system and controls looked very similar to ones she had used before. Almost like fathers cargo ship.... Alyaza's fist clenched with the sudden pain and anger that surrounded her when she began to think about her father. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself. 
Right this should be easy. I know how to use this ships computer system and our pilot seems like she has things under control, things are looking good for this mission so far. 
"Dax I am ready when you are to begin the flight. I am knowledgable with this model of computer system and feel confident that I can assist you with it." 

[Dax]

ooc: okay my computer is internet retarded so I have to post on my roommate's ipad, so I am using real dice for dice rolls.

Dax laughed a bit at Ku's joke before he retreated from the room, and then returned her attention back to the computer. Learning the systems

Computer use : 7 + 3 = 10

Dax was startled at the sudden wave of anger she felt from Alyaza, where the hell did that come from? The Twi'lek reigned in the feeling with the efficiency only a Jedi could have managed but Dax was still looking at her with some concern with Alyaza turned and started speaking.


Dax hoped she recovered quickly enough, then she smiled at Alyaza. "Great! Us two fine ladies should be able to manage fabulously I think! I am ready to take off if you are!" Then she turned on the in-ship comm. "Guys hold on to your butts! We're taking off!"

Piloting: 17 + 5 = 22


She stated the engine, "listen to her purr!" She said as she pulled the ship out of the hangar with effortless grace.

ooc: I am really glad that pilot roll worked otherwise that would have just been embarrassing.

[Kironome]

Dax: The controls seem to be pretty standard. A few things were placed different from what you'd expect, but you quickly caught on.

Ku: You note nothing special about the room other than it seems to be operated by voice commands to activate various amenities such as beds and seating.

The door before Ku slides open without a sound revealing a fairly barren room surrounded by gray walls. There aren't even any bunks to be seen, just a couple benches built into the walls with a white table in between them. The space, while significantly less luxurious than the main cabin, is still a decent size and can easily accommodate two or three people. Upon closer inspection of the walls, the paneling suggests that the beds actually move from behind the wall and into the room by some command.

With ease, Dax engaged the repulsor engines. The cruiser gently lifted off the hanger deck, hovering only a few feet off the ground. The ship turned slightly, and accelerated out of the hanger, passing through the blue shielding as if it wasn't there. She expertly retracted the landing gear once clear of the hanger, and the wings shifted into their primary position with a muted clang - although other than the noise you'd never know they moved. Instantly, Dax switched from the repulsor engines to the primary sublight drives and tilted the nose toward space, accelerating quickly but not uncomfortably so. A minute later the ship was engulfed by the great expansive black of space.

Pulling back on the large central lever, the ship was eased into hyperspace. The stars stretched until they became blurred lines zipping passed the cockpit windows. The Nav-computer beeped and a green light showed the number 6:00 and started counting down. Ku's astrogation was beyond most experts. What would normally take over a day in travel time he managed in under eight hours. The ship hummed peacfully, awaiting their arrival in real-space some six hours from now.

OOC: As mentioned you guys have "6 hours" That being said I'm going to give you 2-3 complete rounds before the ship exits hyperspace. Use this time as you see fit. Anything from party interaction to quiet meditation (depending on your character and what you'd like to do).

Also, as soon as we touch down, planetside, we will be entering a semi-structured play style which will be explained more once the time comes. However, it would be in your best interest to review my post on "Combat and Posting Format". This can be found in the sub-board House Rules. Also, it would be to your advantage to read through the basics of combat as listed in the core rulebook (pages 146-171). I understand that's a lot, so I would recommend skimming until you see things you dont recognize...a particularly important section is "Actions in Combat" so you know what your options are in different situations. Additionally, the sections on attacks of opportunity and combat modifiers are good things to look at.

Now, I dont want anyone to panic, so dont stress! I'll help each of you along as much as you all need. I've designed this first mission to not be overwhelming but to include a wide variety of things to acquaint you with the system. I'll be sure to give specific instruction when needed and please feel free to text or message me at any time to clarify anything. We're getting there guys!

[Ku Tan]

Ah, decent sized rooms. "Bed." he said, and the bed came out smoothly from the paneling. Look decent enough, wonder how they go back? "Bed, away." he said and watched it go back, lets hope almost any phrase would work, that's how I would have made them, and it seems like a pretty decent ship.

Ku headed back into the cockpit, whilst not glancing too much at Dennurek as he passed, and noticed that they had already hit hyperspace and that the nav computer only said just under 6 hours. That's pretty impressive for our flight path... he thought a little bit proudly. Leaving the women to pilot still, he walked back out into the living area and walked over to the bar and grabbed something to quench his thirst. With only 6 hours, not much time to relax, but I feel like I should get to know these people before I have to put my lives into their hands, but how do I even initiate such things?


Ku sighed and sat down across from Dennurek and hoped the women would return soon, since the ship didn't need to much work until they left hyperspace, and perhaps Dennurek would talk first...

[Alyaza]

The purring of the ships engines and the thrill of the tack off brought Alyaza's spirits back up. She settled down in the copilot chair in the cabin thinking about what to do for the next 6 hours, an impressive time for such a long journey. Ku must be a very impressive computer technician. It seems like we have a very adept team for this mission. Well I can meditate, or get to know the others more. I guess I should figure out more about this Dax. 
"Humm..." Alyaza cleared her throat trying to get Dax's attention. 
"Your piloting is very impressive. Where did you learn to fly with such skill?" 

[Dennurek]

Dennurek glanced up to see Ku Tan before him, taken slightly aback by his scar now that he was closer than across the room from him. Dennurek licked his lips, from habit mostly of being around other insectoid beings (he honestly just had an increased appetite whenever they were nearby). I've dealt with insectoids before, and they are just like anyone else in this grand galaxy of ours.

"Hello good sir, what are you drinking? Perhaps I should grab something for myself, but it seems our flight will be brief. We have quite the capable crew and ship, a good start to our work."

[Ku Tan]

"Oh hello, Dennurek was it? I am just having some blue milk, I do not tend to delve into alcoholic drinks at all. We have quite the pilots aboard this ship. I do hope that our rag tag team is up to the task, I wonder what the Director is up to." Ku said as he sipped his drink, listening to see if the women in the cockpit were doing anything special.

[Dax]

Dax allowed herself a moment of satisfaction at a job well done, as she double-checked the flight path. Six hours?! That doesn't seem psychically possible. That Ku must be even smarter than I thought.

She was overlooking the auto-drive mechanics when she noticed Alyaza talking to her. I probably should have had a story prepped for this.....guahh think Davi....think! .............................Too long! You look like an idiot! Flerg! Pseudo-truth it is...skim over the smuggling, Jedi don't usually like smugglers.

Dax gave an awkward laugh and brushed her hair behind her ear before saying. "Oh its nothing special, I just have a talent for it." Which totally has nothing to do with my force sensitivity.....honest. Gods I hope she doesn't check. .....why hasn't she checked? "I have been known travel to all ends of the galaxy the last few years, and at some point I ended up working for a short-haul transport group. I think they originally hired me on because I can hold my own against both docking legal specialists and pirates. But eventually they started training me on everything, there weren't a lot of employees. I quickly discovered that I had a bit of a knack, so I insisted on getting as much practice as possible. I really love flying, more than anything almost. Its a truly freeing feeling. As free as the space you fly in." She was looking at the stars as she said it, but she turned back to Alyaza as she finished. Then Dax was smiling, genuine as if she cared about the answer, she asked, "What about you? What's your favorite way to pass the time? "

[Dennurek]

Dennurek chuckled in response to Ku Tan, "We have plenty of pilots in case we ever feel the need to trade off responsibilities it seems. Our "rag tag team" as you say is starting off superbly, don't you think?" We have everything going for us now, but what will it be when we finally land? Dennurek questioned.

"The Director seems to be honest and straight forward, though depending on what we accomplish we may need to see exactly what this data does. I'm here because I was called and think I can help with my talents, and the pay of course. How about you?"

[Alyaza]

There was something off about Dax's answer. It seemed like she was leaving out something...something important probably. Alyaza couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious about her back story. There was something about her that prickled at her nerves, but she had been avoiding using her force sensitivity on her because getting so close would also get her to close to the pheromones she sensed. She would just have to wait and see if Dax would eventually tell the whole truth.

What do I like to do? Alyaza unconsciously moved her hand to the bandages wrapped around her arm. "I guess I spend most of my time training. An idle body goes soft. It is a Jedis job to always be in the best condition. If you do not require my assistance any further for this voyage I think I am going to go check out the living quarters and meditate for a while. If you need me please feel free to come find me. Thank you again for being out pilot today." 
Alyaza bowed to Dax and retreated from the cabin. She spotted Ku and the Dennurek women talking. Interesting pairing. Don't kubaz eat insectoids? 
The door to the living quarters open and when they closed behind her she let out a deep sigh. Hmm I wonder where the beds are. It seems rather sparse in here. She eyed the benches wearily. Guess this will have to do. She sat down, crossing her legs and placing her hands on her knees palms up and began to meditate. She had always loved the challenge of clearing her mind and letting all of her worries melt away. It allowed her to focus on the force within her and turn her mind into an equally deadly weapon as her body. A long flight like this was just enough time to meditate and do a short exercise routine. No use going into unfamiliar territory if she was not prepared for all possibilities.  

[Ku Tan]

"Well, I usually do not care for most monetary rewards, but the Director promised I would be helping people but this just seems to help a large company." Ku said as he watched Alyaza move into living quarters, assuming she was going to meditate, and wondered if he should, but thought against it, having been resting the last few days in the resort. 
"The Director also hinted at the possibility of knowledge of the location of some rare crystals, which I would love to investigate." Ku finished his drink and returned the glass to the bar. "Perhaps the screen has something interesting to show us." 
Search the wall O4m7kQ741d20+21d20+2