Dante looked up and closed the book, and handled it to Darranak: "No problem, go ahead, it's my tenth time to read it--I just read it when I'm trying to kill the time. And do we have some sort of plans? And I'd like to have a meeting, to introduce ourselves when we got a chance--mainly because I got nothing to kill except time. And don't worry, our visitor is fine. I think she's in the cargo hold."

"No, I'd be pretty surprised if these guys had plans. But if they do, they're not my buisness. Sorry, you'll probably have to ask someone else. And, no offense, I'm not worrying about knowing these people either. I saw the girl. Guess I'm supposed to treat her nice now." He sniffed, then sat down on the bed and flipped through the pages of the book.

"Good, you're learning." Dante smiled a little. "Well that girl is Natalie. Well, she got a terrible past and a short term memory loss. Don't worry, she'll recover in no time." Then he took out another book called "How to treat your fellow member fairly".

('Well that girl is Natalie. Well, she got a terrible past and a short term memory loss.', erm nilius how do u know that? she hasnt told you anything whatsoever of her past, and who says its terrible?)

Natalie stood back and marvarled at her work 'That ought to keep the hull together' she thought as she picked up her spanner and headed back to the cargo hold, since it was going to be a long trip, she undressed and climbed into her Republic Standard Issue sleeping bag.

he paused his book for a second. "You've seen her before? Or did she told you? Of course, hiding out in a cargo hold filled with this many ba*****s if fairly desperate."

(what u said didnt make any sense on the last part lol, i didnt understand it :S, and also, about her past, chances are you would of seen a glimspe of her during the jedi civil war at the enclave on dantooine, although then she was only a padawan and after it was bombed, she abandoned it and enlisted into the army. just a bit of background, so yes, you MIGHT of seen her but chances are you wouldnt have.)

She woke up quickly, all was quiet, save for the low talking, she buried her head into her hands as she thought on what she dreamt. The same dark figure. Just like the one she saw during the war. Haunting her.......

She quickly dressed and wandered about the ship once more, thinking that the cargo hold was a bit of a dump, even compared to a bunk back at the embassey. She walked into he cockpit and, pretty sure a hour had passed, asked the guy there.

"Are we there yet?" She asked suddenly. because in between talking, working on the ship, fixing her equipment and having a sleep, the hour must of passed.

"Nope. Hours seem to pass by pretty fast but they're actually pretty slow here," He told Natalie.

"heh" She said blandly, and she slumped heavily down on the co-pilot seat, obviously something on her mind.

"But don't worry, we'll be there soon," He told her, then looking at her, "Got something on your mind? Also, sorry about earlier. Didn't want to sound rude."

(Sorry guys about my absence, I was on school camp)
"Aww, thanks Zayne! You flatter me." Dwain jested, as he walked into the cockpit.

"We there yet? I desperatly need a drink!"

"I wasn't talking to you, but if you still want, go ahead and worship me," He joked, "Well, yeah, we're almost there, i just need to get clearance to land."

"The Strider calling Telos IV station, clearance to land please."

"Clearance accepted, report to Station I."

"See?"

Darranak heard. It was about time to land. He quickly reviewed all that he had read to make sure he had it right...yeah, yeah, he had to kidnap someone at least five feet....yeah, yeah, five months after that, put himself at about a right anlge to the.... yeah, and- oh, he was supposed to paint that green and only half of it... well, he had better go. No telling what could be waiting for him at the other end of the exit ramp.

The Strider flew through the many buildings on the Telos Citadel Station. Zooming past Speeders and ships that went by.

The ship flew towards on particular building, with a open gaping mouth that indicated it was an entrance to a dock. The Strider entered the building and was currently hovering over the platform. Then, without further a due, the ship made a landing.

"Right, I'm gonna get heated up!" announced Dwain, as he walked out the cockpit and went to cargohold to collect some energy shields (just incase)...

The Crew of the Strider was standing right outside the ship. They were in an enormous hold. Over at the far end was a stair case that led to a control room. As well as a door that led out of the dock.

"Okay, I'm gonna pay a little visit with this Lieutenant Grenn. Anybody who wants to follow, be my guest. Everyone else, lay low! Get a drink, I personally don't care. Stay out of trouble if you can."

"Heh, i'm gonna hit the cantina and meet some beautiful ladies," Zayne smiled, "Anybody wants to come with me?"

"Beautiful ladies?" She said looking him. 'Heh, to be expected' she thought and cocked her weapon.
She fell in behind dwain and said "Might as well tag along"
She put her thoughts = and concerns behind her, for now she would just do this part of the chapter before closing the last.

"Hey now, can't a man have a great time?" Zayne said, jokingly, putting his hands on his pockets and making is way to the cantina.

"Okay, fine. Anyone else wanna come with me?" Dwain asked his entire crew

"Count me in." Dante closed his book, "This book is boring, anyway. And I like to blast more Sith." Then he begin to imitate HK-47's sound: "[Query] Is there any more meatbags to be blasted out there, master?"

Then he turned to Zayne, "Hey, Zayne, I'd love to, but after the mission, let's go and see who can endure more juma juice!"

"Alright 'crazy assasin droid', but first lets get down to business!" said Dwain, as he urged his companions to follow him out of the dock...

It seemed to take a while for the small transport shuttle to reach Entertainment Module 081. When it finally made a halt, the small chamber doors opened up and let free its passengers. They were in somekind of dark living area with a huge window at the far end overlooking the many buildings in the Citadel Station.

"Okay, lets head to the TSF. There we will find Lt. Grenn and question him about the whereabouts of Bastila Shan. I know she is here on Telos. I sense here presence."

"Oh jeeze! Acting like a Jedi again. Gotta stop doing that or people will think you're weird!" Dwain thought to himself.

"I fought in the battle over telos during the post jedi civil war conflict, involving the exile, I was the guard posted at the door when the exile spoke to admiral onasi, if anything, we should look for the admiral, bastila is bound to be with him, and it will look suspicious if we ask for a jedi." She said quickly but quietly.

"Exactly. They might think we're with the Exchange or somethin." Dwain commented.

The three companions walked down the only path which led to the TSF station. Passing by the large window overlooking the Citadel Station, as well as the cantina in Entertainment Module 081. At last, they finally came to a halt at the door which marked the TSF. Dwain opened the door, and the group entered some kind of lobby. Up against the wall was a reception desk occupied by a droid.

"Good day! Welcome to the TSF Authority Station. How may I help you?" The droid greeted.

"Yeah, we're here to see Lt. Grenn." said Dwain.

"One moment please... You may enter the door to your right, there you'll find Lt. Grenn. If I may ask, what is your appointment with him?"

"Urm... we're looking for a jedi?" Dwain said idiotically.

"Based upon Observational Anaylsis, I assume you aren't with the Exchange?" the droid concluded.

"Yeah... Wait a second. Are you making fun of me?"

Darranak was right behind the crew, when he realized he had not even enough money for a drink. He would have to get that pay soon, before they all blew up if possible. He sat down with the others and listened.

Zayne entered the cantina. An immediate mood struck Zayne as he asked for the bar tender for a Mynock Whisky and sat down, seeing the dancers.

"Now this is living."

Natalie walked forward.

"I am Cpl Zione and a aqaintance (spell?) of Lt.Grenn, we are here on business to meet him, personally given to us by the republic senate itself, and you will let us into that door." She said to the droid

"Oh yea of course of course, please procede" It responded.

She smiled to dwain and followed behind him

(1. It's "acquaintance". 2. the "procede" should be "proceed". But don't worry, we all understand.)

Dante said nothing. And thanks to his Commando helmet, no one can see he's actually smiling. He walked in right behind Dwain, and made a "thank you" gesture to the droid.

The three companions walked into the doorway which led to a room with a terminal set on a wall. Infront of that terminal was a grumpy looking, middle-aged man, wearing a TSF uniform.

"Welcome to the TSF Station. I'm Lt. Grenn and... Natalie? Is that you?" he pointed at Zione.

"Alright, paps! Spare the reunion later" Dwain said under his breath. "I'm Dwain Arik, Captain of The Strider. We're here on a mission for the Republic."

(just incase your waiting for someone else to say something, i got nothing to say lol, dispite knowing the Lt pretty well

"What," said Darranak, "don't look at me. I just work for these people. Ask him." he pointed to Dante.

Seeing as no one is saying much, decides to step in.

"Hello Lt grenn, Ill never forget the good old TSF days, but we re on a extremily important mission for the republic. The sith have risen again, and we are losing the war, or close to, we have been sent to seek out the great jedi revan. Dispite not being seen since the jedi civil war, he MUST be found, and to do that we need to find the jedi bastila, and to do that we need to find carath onasi, have you seen him in this area?" She said

[Off Topic: Who controls Lt. Grenn?]

"Okay," Dante stepped forward, and flashed Darranak a I-will-deal-with-you-on-this-later look, "Lt Grenn, it's nice to meet you again. Carth Onasi dispatched me to aid Dwain to find his compainion, Lord Revan. Have you heard of him, or seen him recently?"

Then he murmured: "I suspect Jedi Exile is into this, too."

Then he turned to Natalie: "I'm under direct order of Carth Onasi, and I'm reporting our progress to Admiral Carth, but if you want to see him, yes, he's on this planet. And my instinct tells me that Carth and Bastila are together, but I don't know exactly where."

(I'm controlling Lt. Grenn at the moment. You can too if you want to, just so long as you maintain his personality and staying on the certain topic. The same goes for characters who aren't on our crew)

"Wait a minute... I just had an Idea!" Dwain pointed out. "Is this the same Terminal you use to send your Transmissions to Carth?" he asked, obviously on to something.

"Correct, but how does this help our case?" said Grenn in wonder. "Hey, what are you doing?" he snapped at Dwain, accessing Grenn's Transmission History.

"Trust me! I know what I'm doing!" Dwain urged to Grenn. His Computer Skills were rather acceptional at this kind of task.

"Every Transmission comes from a source. And we all know, that every source will tell us the exact whereabouts of our friend is!" Dwain pointed out. Atlast, he succeeded!

"Got him!... That's his signal alright, but its comming from the Planet Below... at the Polar Region!"

"The Polar Region? Ah yes... After the Jedi Exile arrived here during the Sith Attack many months ago, we discovered some kind of Jedi Academy at the Polar Region. But what would the Admiral and Bastila be doing there?"

(Sorry I did not post for awhile I was on vacation)

A figure emerged from behind the group.

"Perhaps they are looking for clues to Revan's whereabouts within the sith holocrons that Atris kept there," said Adia.

'heh dante, it was me who assumed they would be together, idiot.'

"A Jedi academy on telos? sith holocrons? Now iv seen everything" she said, rather surprised.

"Well according to some didnt Revan head into the unknown regions and the Jedi exile followed?" she went on. "Maybe we should try and track the co-ordinates to where they were heading or something..." She sighed and headed out.
"I need a drink" She said a few moments later as she entered into the cantina

She bought a good old tarisian ale and sat down with the rest of the crew, and downed the drink.

"Anything happened? back at the station there trying to find a way to locate Revan.... a lost cause but you know I guess when people try they get things done." She told them.

"Only time will tell as soon as we head to Telos's Surface. Barkeep, give me a hit of Juma. And keep it comming..." The droid Barkeeper walked to Dwain from behind the bench.

"I'm sorry, but due to our past experiences with serving Juma, we need to see some I.D!"

"I.D? Just for a hit of Juma?" Dwain complained to the droid.

"Only Juma requires a form of Identification, other beverages of Alcohol may be served which do not require I.D." the Droid explained.

"What? Don't I look like I'm 14?" Dwain jested.

"Sir, our minimum age is 20. Based on my observational anaylsis, you look like the age of 16. However, based upon Genetic Analysis, you're confirmed at the age of 29."

Dwain was rather insulted by what the droid had told him. Although, Dwain sensed that the Droid was under repair.

"Alright, get me some Jurly Juice then!"

The droid poured him a cup of strange, green liquid. Dwain drank a cupple of gulps.

"Hey fellas!" Zayne said, looking behind him seeing the droid saying Dwain looked like 16 as he then laughed histerically, "That droid's always doing that. That's why i got Mynock Whisky. Come, sit down with me."

Dwain brought his Drink over to Zayne's table. He sat down, and noticed the smirk caused by his laughter on what the droid told Dwain.

"Just bare with me, Zayne. I don't really look 16 to you, do I?"

"No you dont." Said Natalie as she winked at dwain and finished up and headed outside to the residential areas.

"ey... you! I remember ya!" Said a sleezy looking drunk with a pretty powerful pistol in his hand.
"I remember you....." Said Natalie, remembering back to her TSF days when she once dealt with a group of shady looking people.
Suddenly 8 more thugs stepped out of the shadows with grins on their faces. Her hand fell to her blaster as she backed away slowly.
"Lets ice this slag!" Shouted the man as him and his lackeys fired at her.
She Immidietly dropped a thug with a deadeye shot and sprinted off, lasers flashing behind her.
'Where the hell are the TSF?!?!? Or the crew?!?!' She thought as she danced past shot after shot and dived into a empty room, she started to fire shot after shot at the approaching group but they were starting to overwhelm her with fire and numbers......

Zayne laughed again, "Course you don't." He told him, then coughing, "Maybe."

"ey... you! I remember ya!"

As the fire fight then ensued, most people took cover.

"Blast it, why does this happen every time?!" Zayne said, taking out his blaster and a silencer from his pocket, putting it on and shooting twice on one's back then jumping out of the couch and starting to strangling the leader.

"Stop shooting or your boss dies!"

"He'll do it guys! He's crazy!" Dwain said, as he stood up and felt for the hilts of his Lightsabers hidden behind his jacket. He unclipped them and edged his finger to the Activator.

"You bet i am!" Zayne shouted out, then simply holding him and holding his blaster at his head, "So, what will it be boys?"

Dante appeared behind one of the thugs, and put his pistol behind his head: "Drop the weapon. Nice and slow. We don't want to make a mess here, do we?" His tone is low, and sounds threating. Then he disarmed the blaster. "Mmm...not bad...Commando blaster, huh? Dwain, take it as a souvenior!"

Then he threw it to Dwain in amazing accuracy.

Polar Region? Mmm...Interesting. He thought.

"Thanks man! I've always wanted one of these!" said Dwain, admiring the Blaster.

"Okay, now we are going to say this to you once. Leave our friend alone, or you'll be seeing us again!" Dwain threatened to the thugs, pointing the blaster at the boss.

"And next time you see us, you'll receive a exceptional gift from me--a blaster bolt through your head, got it?" Dante said, "And you were lucky that you don't have a huge bounty on your heads--otherwise we'd love to do a little fund-raising."

Suddenly he heard water dripping. Then he scoffed when he saw that thug wet his pants.

"Looks like someone need a diapy change." Dwain laughed. "Now get out!"

The thugs exited the cantina, obviously the message had gone through to them.

"Okay, what the hell was that all about?" he asked Natalie.

Darranak got off the three other guys, and finally disarmed and let them go. "Nothing. Just a few people I know from a while back. I think it was them, anyway."

"Woah, you know them too, Darranak?" said Dwain, surprised. "How do you know them?"

Zayne let the guy go and kicked him in his back, "Now go. Hamscray!" He shouted as he crawled out of the cantina. He looked around and saw that some of them where killed. Suddenly, a bunch of TSF officers got on the cantina and saw the 2 dead bodies, also seeing Zayne, Natalie, Dwain, Dante and Darranak with blasters. They immediately took out their rifles.

"Drop your weapons and slowly come with us!" A female TSF officer said.

"Hey, wait, it was on self," Zayne started.

"Back off!"

"Or else what, you're going to shoot me?"

The TSF officer immediately put her rifle on stun mode and shot at Zayne as he dropped onto the ground.

"I can't feel a thing!"

"Your losing your touch TSF, if you can even call it that, these thugs attacked first,watch the cameras, ask eye witnesses, because until you do, im not moving a square inch" She said to them as she holstered the pistol.

"Oh that? Old friends....." Natalie said to dwain, obviously not wanting to talk about it

"How I knew them? Let's not talk abou that. Let's talk about something pleasant, like the fact that the law is now in serious toruble with the law." Darranak had his hand scratching his head, but he was really really to use his cable to get out of here if it got hariy again. These people didn't need him for this, and it wasn't that fun either.

'Cant one of these so called jedi mindtrick them?' She thought as a TSF officer slapped some cuffs on her and took her to a holding cell. Whether the other companions came along remained to be seen.

"Oh come on.... they attacked first!" She pleaded as a lone guard was left to guard her cell, a young looking man with a pretty little face.

'Wait a minute....' Natalie thought as she leaned slightly forward against the cell so the guard could obviously see down her chest (:P).

"urr... do erm.. do you need something er.. ma'am?" He asked uncertainly.
"Well.... what do *you* want?" She replied as she winked at him, the guard obviously starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Well I ...I erm... what should...." he whimpered as a security droid entered the room.
"Protocol states you should leave, This unit will guard holding cell 22/56." He said as the guard quickly scurried away.

'Nuts, nearly had him, ah well looks like Ill have to wait for my esteemed 'friends' ' She thought as the droid took position against the door, weapon raised and ready.