Coruscant: Jedi Temple

Godwyn: I have no problem with you overseeing this operation, however aren't you being a little presumptuous by appointing Master Starkiller before you have the council's approval to oversee the recovery?

Also are you sure Master Starkiller is the best choice for such a delicate operation?

Flax: forgive me, but I feel time is of the essence, had the Council been able to meet sooner then I would have waited for your approval but I felt the need to begin planning was paramount. I have every faith in Deac Starkiller, our primary concern must be to recover the Jedi and I can think of no one better for that task.

Does the Council have an alternative candidate in mind?

Coruscant: Jedi Temple

Godwyn: No, if you have complete faith in Master Starkiller that is fine. Since you are to oversee this operation I think it only prudent you give Deac instructions. Currently you are the most knowledgeable about this...situation. Just be sure he understands we do not want to go to war with the Empire again especially if it is over a small misunderstanding.

Coruscant

*A Foreigner (http://cantinaverse.pbwiki.com/Foreigner)-class) ship touches down on a landing pad several kilometers from the Jedi Council.

The cargo bay door opens and five cloaked individuals walk out. Two of them wear a set of black robes, each follow another with tan robes. The fifth one whom walks out in the center wears robes that resembled worn by Jedi in the old order before the purge.

The center one removes his hood. The man appeared to be in his sixties, his hair was well into its graying, he had a thin bread.

Old Jedi "Begin your search for him. I hope he's not gotten himself into trouble."

*the Others* "Yes Master Volmount."

*Each bow and then depart, splitting into twos, respectfully Jedi and Padawan. The Jedi Master stood there in silence.*

Volmount "Chi, I wished you listened before..."

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Planet Horris: 25 years before

*A Llamada-class shuttle touches down on the strip. A Jedi in his mid twenties walks out holding a child.

The Jedi walks to the large fortress-like building nearby and is greated by a younger Jedi Knight Volmount. And they begin to walk inside...*

Volmount *with a smile* "Are we all of a sudden picking up strays, Chi?"

Chi "He was on the Imperial transport ship when we attacked it. It appeared that the care takers of the child died during the assault."

Volmount "Who was on the transport??"

*They enter the large building via two section durasteel blastdoors. Inside a command center with people scurring about passing intel reports and comunications recordings collected and sent via remote listening stations.*

Chi "I think we got some bad information. Well I mean that we did get those 'reps that were bound for Coruscant from Corellia. But it info that we got siad nothing about civilians. Fortunately not to meny got hurt. Only this little guy's, whom I think is his care takers."

Volmount "You sure it wasn't his parents?"

Chi "They were,... Let's say the wrong ethnic background..."

*Volmount raises an eyebrow* "Oookay."

Chi "Anyway, the manifest already labeled him a priority, and he was being cared by those two, and was only kept but a name: Irvine."

Volmount "Well I could check the hospital registeries that are relitively close to where that ship departed from, and see if any names popup, given that he was given that he was named when he was born."

Chi "I could get a blood sample from him, and see if that helps as well."

Volmount "Sounds good."

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*Master Volmount presses a button on a remote, and the cargo door on his ship closes. He then walks out of the hanger donning his hood and going to a nearby speeder rental.*

Flax: As you say Master, I shall make sure he understands.

*Luke looks around the room.*

Luke: Then we are all agreed? Taklin will oversee the operation to recover our ancient friends.

*One by one the masters voice their accent, the meeting breaks up and the masters exit the Council Chamber.*

*As Flax leaves he waves Deac over.*

Flax: We need to talk, I'm sorry you were kept waiting but I had though the Council might like to address you. Walk with me.

*The two men decend several levels until they come to Flax' office. There was an outer reception area and an inner work room with a refesher.*

Flax: Take a seat. Let me explain why you have been called here. *He explains about the lost Jedi.* I want you to lead the rescue mission. You'll be working with an Admiral from Third Fleet, he'll handle the technical and logistical side but I want someone I know I can trust running this thing.

Obviously you'll be going into Imperial and that is, techically illegal. We don't want an incident so we're doing this very quietly.

Flax: Deac, I can't force you to do this.

Coruscant

*After Volmount gets his speeder, he begins pilotting his rented speeder down the endless streets of the planet-wide city...*

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Horris: 25 years ago...

*In an enclosed chamber sat five robed Jedi, and in a small carrage was the infant Irvine which stood next to Chi.

Among the Jedi were 3 Jedi Knights, Chi, Volmount, Na'tach a male zabrak, and two Master Jedi, Master Sa'nar a female human, and the eldest Master Ki'malor.

Volmount was giving a briefing with several holocrons active.*

Volmount "...Yes Master Sa'nar, dispite the fact that the Rebellian was able to destory the Empire's Death Star, it seems it could have been in vain, due to Darth Sidious undergoing the construction of a second Death Star. We've reason to believe that the construction..."

*Volmount touches one of the holographs and the image changes to what the Moddell system.*

Volmount "... is based off of one of the system's planets in the Moddell sector. This is a rough guess what the system's got, becuase intel is very limited. Planets here are kept moonless, for the most we know that the system has a few planets anyway."

*Volmount points to various points in the sector*

Volmount "Its also known that there are several Hyperspace eddies and sinkholes what would leave anyone hopeless to leave the Sector. Probably the reason why Darth Sidious would choose such a place."

Na'tach "It's a place where most people wouldn't want to go. Unless of course properly navigated. But isn't that system far out? And what about the Alliance?"

Chi "From what I've heard is that the Alliance is going to plan out an all out attack on the station."

Volmount *motioning to Chi for his comment* "Yes, this of course puts us at an unfortunate position."

Na'Tach "Indeed, our supplies and ships aren't ready to fully ally with the Alliance nor make our presence a factor with their efforts."

Ka'Malor "It's not about how much we have built ourselves, it's the fact that we've kept ourselves out of this war to eventually join in for a massive counter offencive on the Empire. Keeping an isolationist method of foreign affairs proves nothing but two facts. We keep ourselves hidden and protected while our forces do nothing but get larger, however it leaves our poetental allies to not only suffer in their numbers but also have little faith in us for we could have helped at any time."

Sa'Nar "Unfortunately this, Moddell sector, is on the complete opposite side of this galaxy. From this standpoint, it would take our ships forever it could seem to the Alliance. For all we know due to the speed of some of our intelligence gets collected, the Alliance have already formulated a plan to attack the Death Star."

*Chi and Volmount's eyes connect then look back at the others. Volmount turns off the Holoprojections.*

Volmount "In anycase from my predictions the best we could do, if we deploy now, we'd only help the inner rim asistance from any Imperial uprising, especally on Coruscant." *looks at Chi again.*

Ka'Molar *noting the two looking at one another* "Fine then. I suppose we should discuss a bit more on this later, shall we. On to another place of business. Jedi Knight Chi, I see you picked up something from the pound?"

Chi *not amused, he stands up* "Master, it seems that it has become appearent that this youngling is a very important individual."

Na'Tach "He is?" *smiling* "Now how would a little one like that be so important?"

Volmount "It's not who he is, it's whom he's related to."

*Chi activates a holocron with an image of the transport ship that Chi found Irvine.*

Chi "I found this youngling on a ship on my recent mission with the alliance, what was named operation 'Warm welcome'. The mission was entitled that I were to asist the Alliance with intelligence about a transport of Imperials en route to Coruscant for their inevitable capture and interrogation."

*Chi touches the holocron again, this time the 'onfile' images of the two whom were 'caretakers' for Irvine.*

Chi "On the ship's manifest these two were not one of the Imperials that were mentioned on the Intel that I received for the mission. They were takin care of the youngling there. On the same manifest, only a first name was given for him: Irvine."

Volmount "I and Chi were puzzled, why did an infant and two people whom werent supposed to be on that transport, were on their way to Coruscant."

Chi "We taken blood samples from the boy, and crossed referenced any hospitals that had births with an approximate date to when the boy was born for a possible Mother."

*Volmount touches another holocron, and it shows an image of a woman named "Aseria" and her DNA and two more sets of DNA, both imageless.*

Volmount "We found a close match. This woman and her DNA taken at the time matches with DNA in the boy. However..." *pointing to one of the other DNA structures* "This DNA was also found when we found the mother."

Sa'Nar "The boy's and that other one are nearly identical..."

Chi "Yes, twins. The other is a female. We have no data on the boy's sibling. All we know that it was given a name: Alysara Armenia Hideki. So it was assumed that the Mother's name is Aseria Hideki. We tired to cross reference anything we can find on a Hideki, found nothing, not even her."

Ka'Malor *whom is found this interesting* "After all this and resources spent you found the father?" *mentioning towards the last string of unnamed DNA*

Volmount "Yes. This is were it gets troubling. We managed to find a Cracken Hideki among a list of old Manifests to Corusant from Corellia months before the mother had the children. Only by word of mouth intelligence we were informed that this Cracken and this Aseria had a real hush-hush marrage. From what it mentioned after some more digging that his 'Cracken' was an admiral in the Imperial Navy. However nothing on what fleet he was in, what ship was his. Or even an outpost."

Sa'Nar "It's not nothing new, Darth Sidious has his various of secret projects, like those Death Stars he's built. But why would he abandon his own wife, and soon-to-be children! Even if its for the Empire, that's his children."

Ka'Malor "Easy now Sa'Nar, the Dark Lord had his servants work sometimes to the bone if he sees fit to it."

Volmount "Master Ka'Malor, thats not it! We tried to continue the search on the DNA results to find a sort of family tree, and we came up with one result for this Cracken's father!"

*Volmount touches the screen and then shows, what was then, Supreme Chancellor Palpatine. The other three whom remained sitting suddenly sat up even strighter then they were.*

Na'Tach "Are you saying that we have the grandson of the Dark Lord of the Sith in our chambers?!"

Chi "Yes. What worries me isn't the Emperior, it is this Cracken Hideki Palpatine. If he's proficient with the force, no doubt that the Emperior has trained him in the ways of the Dark Side, even made him a Sith at that. This child must to remain dead to the universe, or else everything that we worked for will be lost..."

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Coruscant, presant day

*Thoughts of the past riddle through Master Volmount's mind as he races towards the Jedi Temple...*

((SORRY for the mega-ultra post!!! ^_^;;;; ))

Coruscant: Jedi Temple

*Godwyn leaves the council chambers and walks over to Reibe*

Godwyn: Thank you for waiting. I'll get to right to the point, I think you can help me in a task I've been undertaking. But before I get to that let me ask, what do you know anything about the Aesir?

Riebe frowned thoughtfully. "As much as anyone else, I suppose," she answered. "Nothing more than what's common knowledge." She paused. "Why do you ask?"

Yaga Minor
*The Executor screams from hyperspace, along with her now 13 Star Destroyers. Cracken surveys the situation, and nods to Tojo. No verbal communication between the two were necessary anymore.

From the new fleet, squadrons of fighters poured out, all in a defensive formation, between his brothers fleet and his own. Alysara nudged Cracken through the Force witha subtle thank you. Cracken smiled, and keyed the comm on his chair. The holocam pulled down, and the holoprojecter warmed up, He wanted his brother to see him, now again in his prime, and laugh at his brothers age.*

Cracken: Good day, dear.... *tearsly* brother. What brings you back from the Unknown Regions?

Coruscant: Jedi Temple

Godwyn: From what I've gathered the Aesir are very long lived, I'm fairly sure they might even see you as a child. I am also pretty sure that they may posses many lost Jedi teachings.

No one knows where their home worlds are but they have recently revealed the location of a station that galatic powers can go to if they need to contact them. I will be heading there shortly and would like you to accompany me. I think your age and experience will be of great help in dealing with the Aesir.

Interested in taking a little trip?

Prisoner Cell

*Zey wakes up in the corner of a dark empty cell and looks around, she is still in her brown flightsuit and all that she can remember is bits and pieces...flying to Argonia in Kioet's shuttle, waving goodbye to Kioet as he got on the hovertrain to be transported to the training field, and checking into a hotel with some of the credits Kioet gave her before they landed. Her eyes adjust to the lighting, and she notices a slab of carbonite with a shape not unlike hers carved out.*

Zey: NO!!!

*Zey drops to the floor, unconscious*

Riebe seemed amused. "An ambassador from an older era... yes, I'd love to 'take a little trip'."

"Where are you going?" Alyssa asked, approaching them. Instead of answering, Riebe turned to Godwyn.

"As Alyssa was once my apprentice, would it bother you if I brought her along?" she asked. Alyssa laughed.

"I don't mind going," she said, "but I should like to know what exactly it is we are doing."

"We're going to pay a visit to the Aesir, if we can," Riebe answered. Alyssa frowned.

"I wasn't made aware that we knew where to find them," she said, surprised.

"Godwyn here says the Aesir have given up the location of a station to contact them," Riebe answered. She turned to Godwyn. "It is alright if Alyssa joins us, is it not?"

Godwyn: Of course. How soon can you be ready to leave?

Riebe looked over at Alyssa.

"I'm ready now," Riebe answered. "And Alyssa?"

"I can be ready within a half an hour," Alyssa said.

Yaga Minor

*Agric shows no reaction to Cracken's age, he himself seems only a little over forty, except for the white at his temples. He bows deeply.*

Agric: My Emperor, I was sent to the Unkown Regions by our father to acomplish a mission of vital importance to the Empire. I only recently learned of our father's death or I would have returned earlier to assist you.

Forgive my actions here but I have recieved....disturbing reports about a treaty with the Rebels but nevertheless I have returned, and completed my mission. Can you not sense them brother? They await the commands of their Emperor, you.

((i.e. the 3,000 trained Sith))

((um, if Agric was older to Cracken, and Cracken being like in his 60's,...))

((Wrong, Scar, just wrong.))

((crackie's bio (http://cantinaverse.pbwiki.com/Palpatine%2C%20Cracken%20Hideki)

Cracken put down in there that Agric was first born, so logically, if Cracken lost his first body which was in its 50's, and transfered himself into a body that was aged to 27, and now looks in its early 30's, and you put Agric in his 40's... *starts the trend*))

Coruscant: Jedi Temple

Godwyn: Wonderful, my ship is in hanger A2. As soon as your set just go there and we will head out.

((Cracken would only be around 55 now, Agric is a couple of years older, say 57. The fact that Agric is older than he looks just means he's very healthy. Either way he wouldn't be sixty.))

((which ever. *shrug* just reminding))

Prisoner Cell

*Zey regains consciousness and opens her eyes, and looks in wonder at the carbonite slab. She then remembers why it shocked her. It was the day Darth Vader turned Cloud City upside down. She used to be in a Cloud Car patrol, she hated it, but it payed and she felt very lucky to be off that day. She had a nice view of the docking platform that the Bounty Hunter landed on, she watched the suited figure depart his ship and wondered what he was up to. Later on that day while she was having some bantha stew at one of the cantinas, she heard rumors that Darth Vader himself, stopped by, and the Milennium Falcon had docked for repairs, and a Bounty Hunter was there to collect. She remembers going back to her room and watching out the window, and then shortly after sunset the Bounty Hunter and some security guards putting a slab of carbonite in the cargo hold, the ship taking off and shots being fired at it...after that day, nothing was the same.*

Zey to herself: Damn it, might as well check the door.

*Zey gets up slowly and walks over to the door, nothing happens*

Zey: oh come on!

((Sorry for lack of replies - had to complete transfer application updates and other stuff. Have work now - will reply tonight.))

Coruscant Jedi Temple


"Come on, Alyssa," Riebe chuckled. "I thought you were packing light!"

"I am," Alyssa retorted, emerging from her room with one small bag.

"Very well," Riebe said, shaking her head. "We'd best get going."

They headed off to hangar A2, where they would meet up with Godwyn. As they walked, Alyssa chuckled.

"What is it?" Riebe asked.

"Hangar A2," Alyssa answered. Riebe laughed. When Alyssa was younger, she'd been captured by cloners and brainwashed into thinking she was a clone of herself. They called her A2.

"I'm sure it was unintentional," Riebe told her former apprentice. Alyssa nodded and they entered the hangar together.

((I'm pretty sure y'all have awful timeline discrepancies anyway, which I will be accosting you all with in the near future once I figure out what they are, so I wouldn't worry about small things like that now. ;)

Scar: Speaking of discrepancies, IIRC the Jedi had no blood samples from Palpatine. If they had, they would have discovered his midichlorian count. This was a plot point in a Clone Wars EU story.

R15: Sorry about missing your Zey PM. I'd opened it, had a browser crash, rebooted and forgot to go back and read it.

Admiral: Assuming you want the Blades to arrive at wherever they're meeting Vidar and Svafa roughly concurrently with Godwyn, Riebe and Alyssa arriving at Gladsheim Station?

*Wonders when Deac is going to reply to BD's post*

BTW: If anyone wants a Jedi Master in a specific place in the plot, I don't have anything for Kaya to do right now. XD))


Thyferra

Aren: *over comm* I'm at the cantina in Mos Eisley, Tatooine again. Bring the box here. I have a specially-charted hyperspace route to Tatooine plotted into your nav-computer - I'll send you the sequence to activate it. It should get you here considerably quicker.

((that's ok, she's going to be in her cell for a bit anyway. I have some other things to discuss tho when you get on AIM...if i'm not around, just check your pm box))

Thyferra

Kioet over comm: Got it boss.

*Kioet's ship, still cloaked, lifts off the surface of Thyferra and heads towards the hyperspace nav beacon shown on the cockpit's display.*

Kioet grumbles to himself: Just a little faster maybe?

*Kioet activates the SLAM drive and gets to the beacon within seconds, then activates the hyperspace drive, the ship enters hyperspace, leaving the jungle-world of Thyferra behind*

((Red: considering the when, which isnt the clone wars, it was near the end of the galactic civil war...

wait, who works in the intelligence field here?
oh thats right, i do. XP

Sometimes the higher ups dont ask 'where'd you get this intell from??'))

Prisoner Cell


Zey, loudly with a hint of anger in her voice: Just going to let me starve?

*Zey walks up to the door and begins pounding on it with her fist, which sends off a series of alarms for about thirty seconds*

Zey: Who's there?

*Suddenly a loud and horrid shrieking sound echoes off the walls of the cell, Zey's ears begin to ring as she keels over and begins to cough and vomit uncontrollably. She nearly blacked out before regaining control of her breath. The shrieking sound continues to echo off the cell walls. Zey sinks into a corner of the cell, rests her chin on her knees, and tries to fall asleep, but she can't, the pitch of the noise keeps changing and she can't think clearly.*

((I HATE noises that change when i try to sleep
IE: annoying snoring roomates!! ARGH! >.< ))

((i tried to sleep with some good music on once, and forgot to turn the subwoofer off, that's impossible, even with it on just enough to almost not notice it, then a part where the music hits a high note it's like 'WTF' and shut the damn thing off and fall asleep))

Flax's Office

Deac: There's a problem. I have already been given an assignment from the NRI of utmost urgency. I'm not sure I can discuss the details, but I'm going to be away for a couple of weeks or so.

Flax: Ah, curses. I'll have to find someone else then. I was going to break open a bottle of Correlian brandy and everything. Oh well, I suppose I'll do it myself. In which case we can still have the brandy.

*Gets two glasses and a bottle, fills the glasses and passes one to Deac.*

Flax: Cheers.

Tatooine

*Kioet's Missile Boat exits hyperspace over Tatooine, then activates his SLAM drive and speeds towards the surface, the ship rocks through the atmosphere and Kioet pulls up and the bottom of his ship skims the sand, Kioet deactivates the SLAM drive and cruises to Mos Eisely, once in range, he activates the repulsors and lands the ship in Docking Bay 87. Kioet puts the square box in a satchel, hanging off his hip, slings his repeater rifle and closes the ship's hatch. He then walks to the cantina*

*Korriban*

*F. Irvine amerges from the caverns, the dark side of the Force consentrated, his eyes glow a vibrant yellow. He glares outward into the horizon of the dead planet as if trying to imprint his will on the future.

He drops his right hand, sparks of force lightning shoot out, each bolt not emanating light, but seemingly absorbing it. He clutches the hand and the bolts begin to dance along his palm and wrist. He reels as he focases his energies, his eyes change, beginning to glow white. He then brings up his hand pulling it backwards. Suddenly he thrusts his hand forward, and a stream of force destruction launches stright into the sky.*

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Korriban: Orbit

*The wave of destructive force rockets into space aimed stright for one of meny Cracken's gravity well generators.The Generator is riped apart and instantly torn a sunder.

...Leaving a hole for someone to enter the system on a ship...*

((scar, just out of curiousity, which irvine did Kioet meet when he joined cantina?))

((hmm, to be honest it was so long ago, i cant remember... O.o

which cantina did you join in?))

((cantina 8))

((Discussion thread please.))

((I'm tired so this is going to be a little rough))

Coruscant: Jedi Temple

*Godwyn is standing before a slightly batter nubian transport when Alyssa and Reibe enter the hanger bay. He turns and smiles as he sees them.*

Godwyn: Right on time. If you will follow me I will show you where you can store your gear. I already have our clearance so once that is done we can set out immediatly.

*Godwyn walks up the ramp followed by Alyssa and Reibe. A few minutes later the transport is speeding out of Coruscant atmosphere and once its free it quickly enters hyperspace.*

Two days later:
Gladsheim Station

*The nubian transport drops out of hyperspace, in the distance looms the giant sword station of the Aesir. Around the curved cross guard are 3 Disen class destroyers and a number of smaller ships. Godwyn press the internal com. Switch*

Godwyn: Ladies, we're here, and you may want to come up here and see this. That station they built is massive...

Riebe and Alyssa joined Godwyn in looking out at the station. Alyssa was struck speechless; all Riebe could manage was, "Oh, wow!"

She shook her head slowly. "In my life, I've seen a lot of things... nothing compares to this."

Gladsheim Station

*Shortly after Alyssa and Reibe joined Godwyn in the bridge, a flight of Viking II fighters decloaked around the transport and the comm crackled to life*

Aesirian Pilot: Jedi Transport welcome to Gladsheim Station. We will escort you into the station, do not deviate from the flight path.

*Godwyn flips the comm switch to talk to the pilot*

Godwyn: Thank you...how do you know this is a Jedi Transport?

Pilot: Just follow our lead.

Godwyn: Ok...

*Godwyn turned off the com, and followed the fighters, wondering what other surprises were in store for them at the station.

The fighters lead the transport on a relatively straight path to the massive station. On their way to the station they passed an out going Disen Destroyer, that had blue lightning arcs racing along its hull.

Eventually they were able to see numerous windows that ran along the grip of the sword station. Shortly after that the comm came to life again*

Pilot: Follow the beacon into the Hanger bay. your escort is waiting for you inside.

*Without another words the fighter peeled off activating their cloaking shields and disappeared. Godwyn meanwhile piloted the transport into a massive hanger bay situatated, along the cross guard. Once the transport entered the bay, large bay doors closed with a resounding bang.

Godwyn set gently set the ship down upon the deck and lowered the ramp. Outside the ship stood ten einherjar in complete cerimonial armor, as well as a valkyrie.*

Godwyn letting out a big breath: Ready to go meet the Aesir?

Riebe nodded and turned to Alyssa, who also nodded. They were ready.

((WJ: I'm just going to assume Alyssa and Reibe also follow Valda))

Gladsheim Station

*Godwyn, Alyssa, and Reibe walked down the ramp and were greeted by the Valkyrie*

Valda: Jedi Master Godwyn and Alyssa, Hunter Reibe welcome to Gladsheim Station. If you would follow me I'll show you to your suite where you can rest from you journey.

*Valda turns on her heals and begins to walk out of the hanger bay. Godwyn looks briefly at Reibe and Alyssa before following Valda.

The Einherjar walk on either side of the Jedi, the clap of their boots echoing in the bay. Valda lead them through curving corridor that had dark wood trims with gold knotwork embedded in them. Eventually she lead them to a turbolift and through another ornate corridor before coming to a wooden door lined with knot work. Opening the door Valda lead them into a lounge are*

Valda: This is your suite, those three doors *motioning to the right* are your bedrooms for your stay. There is a map on the computer terminal that shows were you are allowed to go unescorted, such as places to dine.

Do you have any questions?

Riebe looked at their escort for a long moment, a look of confusion quickly replaced by surprise and understanding.

"Kiyala?" she asked after a long silence. Then, she shook her head in amazement. "That is you."

Alyssa glanced from one to the other in surprise.

"You know each other?" she asked.

Gladsheim Station

Valda: Ah, so you remember the name I used back then.

*Valda turned her head to regard Alyssa*

Valda: In a manner of speaking we did.

"Brushes of contact within the Jedi Order," Riebe told Alyssa. She turned back to Valda. "Yes, I remember. It took a minute, but if given enough time, I have a very good memory of names and faces."

Gladsheim Station

*A ripple in the fabric of space, and a black ship, slim, sleek, sharp and black with blue-white-glowing engines, slides into the orbit of Gladsheim Station out of nowhere.

After a moment, another ship, slightly less streamlined, slightly shorter and slightly larger, and plated in silver as well as black, slides into existence behind it.

Gladsheim Station receives a communication link*

Comm: Blade ships Inquiry and Silver hailing Gladsheim Station, requesting audience with the Lord Vidar and the Lady Svafa.

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Silver, Containment Chambers

*Rwos enters the chambers, where K'Warra still sits contained in the center square of the room*

K'Warra: *rising from his crosslegged postion* So, the Aesir, eh? Suspicious resemblence to the ruling clan of gods in Old Norse myth. They got an Odin, do they? Or maybe a mighty Thor?

Rwos: Odin, yes. Thor, I don't know.

K'Warra: You're serious?

Rwos: It's not very surprising. Instances of psychic reverberations between universes are well documented. And these Aesir are godlike in their own fashion.

K'Warra: So are we, from the point of view of anyone with less understanding.

Rwos: True. The Aesir don't truly understand us and we don't truly understand them...

K'Warra: Clearly, with your mental block on explaining to me who these people actually are.

Rwos: They're major players in this---

K'Warra: I'm sure they are. But that doesn't really mean much, does it?

Rwos: The Blood Scrolls refer quite clearly to---

K'Warra: The Blood Scrolls. Prophecy. A Blade, of all people, should know that prophecy is nothing but a tool to manipulate. Anyone who says otherwise is either deluded - or a prophet.

Rwos: The Blood Scrolls predicted much of this. The Sleepers. The apocalypses. The... well, the Aesir can tell you more, when they question you. I'm bound not to speak too much on this.

K'Warra: Oh, please, Termand Rwos. How do you know that any of this would be happening if those prophecies hadn't been written?

*Deac takes a sip*

Deac: Cheers old friend. I hope whatever you find there's good. I have a bad feeling about this one. Then again it may be because of my little history with Imperial Research bases.

Flax: With us it seems when we don't have a bad feeling is when we need to worry. So long as we feel like the sky is going to fall on our heads everything is fine.