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Vera lowered her eyes when she noticed Gunther staring at her. "Indeed," she added simply. Her head snapped up, "What did you mean by, 'rough,' exactly?" She took another sip.

She nodded. "Indeed," she said again. She brightened, suddenly, as she turned to Iria. "Do you have any family? I realize you probably don't have blood relatives, but close friends, anyone you came to regard as family?" She drained the rest of her tea and rested her chin in her hand, gazing at her page.

"No need to worry Nat, all of us are capable pilots." Aurora said. "Where too first, Hapes to find the core fleet, or to find those other smuglers?"

((Can't remember there names.))

Her opponent had hurt herself in the landing and was getting tired.
Victory was nearly at hand.
Not willing to take any chances just yet, Kar'en resumed her ranged attacks by yanking the Rebar out of the ground with theforce and hurling the makeshift metal spear at the woman again with another show of telekisnesis.
She maintained her defensive stance, readying for the event her opponent would throw something back at her.

Jorneyman's path to his ship, however, was blocked.
Not by snow, nor landslide, but by a man.
VibroSword in hand, Kenji stood there as the snow came down, cutting Journeyman off from his ship.
"Running away?" The man asked Journeyman. "Just like you ran away from the Light Side of the Force the first time. Figures."

A shuttle exited hyperspace to the sight of a Palleaon-class Star Destroyer. Onboard the shuttle the pilots were making final checks for landing, as a very nervous admiral began to compose himself. His superior had done the same thing, but he was unlike the dark lord in the fact he was not adept in the force.

Veers had half expected that the shuttle would be shot out of space as it entered the hangar, or even just meet the wrong end of a blaster from the stormtroopers. Yet neither happened, he was cordially welcomed upon the ship as usual. Ferno stood there, with that unreadable mask and the droid beside him.

"I hope your trip was satisfactory," HM stated. Veers made a slight bow and saluted.

"Andari has always been neutral, and as a core planet, its overlooked by the more popular locale, as you probably know. However, I bring news which may appease your disposition. I heard that sublety isn't fully appreciated bythe Emperor, so I took upon myself once hearing from my subordinates of the situation that you would require a bit more fearful device. I believe the Andarians have made an answer to you situation."

HM shifted his stance, as the three began to head towards the bridge of the ship. "I suppose you have negotiated a barter of services?" the droid asked.

"I managed to convince them that their technology would not be wasted, and that they will have complete amnesty. Sure, this was a small group that agreed to the technology, but a blockade that keeps things out also can keep things in. The planet holds quite a resentment to the deal, but right now, that is the least of our concerns. The weapon itself is easy to build, but the most crucial factor is the power source and focusing crystal, specifically the latter. Apparantly a rather large one is needed."

As the three entered a turbolift, the droid slightly turned his head to the admiral. "Might I inquire as to how you managed in four days to come up with a working system, weapons platform, and technological wonder?"

Veers took a deep inhale, and puffed out his chest. "I will be sorry to inform mi'lord the plans were stolen from his own designs. Apparantly, however, your designs are not completely flawed. Your research of history has lent itself to several brilliant ideas, though albeit that they needed to be brought together. The Trifighter seemed to inspire the Andarian scientist. Its design, along with others from the clone wars, seemed to make an interesting design upon itself. Our calculations state a mere seven years to build, slightly longer than the second death star. True, we have a smaller weapon, but the superlaser and radiation vents will require further design altercations."

HM made note. "You purposefully broke nearly seventeen laws onboard this ship."

"That is correct," Veers remarked, never breaking his pose.

"You will be punished," HM's voice said, as Veers felt his neck constrict. "Your lack of reguard for your own master's privacy is a bold move unto itself. This requires some disciplinary measures." Veers felt his neck unconstrict. "However, as you have helped us, perhaps you won't be killed today. Your initiative seems useful, your loyalty is still honest. You will still oversee the construction of this station, but not until its final stages. I'll oversee the beginning procedures, to save you the boredom. Consider that your reward."

"We still have to find a crystal..." veers began.

"No need. Make course for Ilium. It should provide the most suitable materials."

"Like, ok there, Beavis and Butthead," Freya chuckled, though she didn't exactly smile when she said it, quickening her pace. "We're, like, almost totally at the ship. So, like, keep your eyes open, okay?" she asked. "I'm sooo not in the mood for anymore surprises from our Sith friends," she said, her hand on the butt of her blaster.