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Voss - Epoch Wren

Cedric found the experience of being pinned to the wall by a Force push to be very unpleasant, but he kept his hands up and managed a smile. Funnily enough, he considered this situation favorable right now. He had always suspected that the Je'daii weren't the type to shoot first and ask questions later. And they all seemed intelligent enough for negotiation.

"Oh come now, there's really no need for that. As I said, I mean you no harm. Here, I'll tell you where all my weapons are. Obviously the sniper rifle on my back, a grenade pouch on my belt along with a blaster. There's a smaller blaster hidden in the liner of my jacket. Don't forget the vibroblades hidden in my boots. Oh, and you might want to take my comlink, because I've got a feeling I know who that old man is, and I'm sure you don't want the Sith to know where he is..."

He waited for someone to come and take his weapons and communication device as he thought about the woman's words. So Zara somehow had wormed her way into the Je'daii's trust? Or at least evoked some kind of compassion. He wasn't highly ranked enough to understand the extent of what Zara was doing, but he figured that her intentions were less than trustworthy. He was in a rather difficult situation now; the Je'daii wouldn't give Zara up if they thought she was being taken back to the Empire to be punished, yet if he revealed Zara's true malicious intentions he would break her cover and prevent her from ever going deeper with these Je'daii.
He didn't bother lying; of course these Je'daii would be able to see right through him. Then again... he could always tell them the truth.... about him, about his sister...
Yeah, like that was ever a good idea.

Epoch Wren

The medication began to take effect, allowing the grandmaster's vision to clear and his head to stop pounding. His legs were still a bit shaky as he stood, placing a hand on Elyria's shoulder for balance. "What's your play here, Imp?" Endar began, "Are we supposed to believe your only mission is to retrieve a wayward sith and we're just supposed to hand her over?" Looking to Elyria, he spoke softly, "I'm sorely tempted to just kill him and then search the ship for whatever tracking device he may have planted."

Epoch Wren

"Bind him," Ka'all ordered, "Eyes and ears, I don't want him knowing what we're doing or where we're going." Then, turning his back on the Imp, he looked Corvin in the eyes, "Elyria's right, we won't leave Zara. Let's go find her."

Voss - Epoch Wren

"I wouldn't worry about tracking devices" Corvin said as he approached the prisoner and began relieving him of his weapons. "The Wren's got signal jammers and a tracking sensor. Vic taught me that one, too... no more bugs on my bird without me knowing."

Having had more than a little smuggling, he began a thorough pat-down, looking for any weapons that might not have been disclosed, as well as any cybernetic replacements or implants that could be dangerous or conceal secrets of their own.

"FUBAR" he said, adressing the astromech droid, "Have De'Avril take off in pursuit of the Zeltron's ship." he didn't even bother to look up from the prisoner as he bound him with the expertise only a scoundrel could match. Moments later, the Wren was in the sky.

Voss - Delirium of Dreams

Zara awoke in the med bay with a sharp intake of breath, sitting up with a shocked expression on her face, a sheen of sweat on her brow.
She had been dreaming again. Yet every time, she could never remember what she had dreamed about... old memories of an old life, better left forgotten.
An IV was hooked up to her arm, and a medical droid fussing over her as soon as she regained consciousness.
She let out a long sigh, still worn out and in pain from her injuries, which were beginning to heal at a slower rate than if she had stayed in the bacta tank. But she knew that staying on that ship was trouble. She didn't know why. She just knew.
What were her plans from here? Zara was at a loss, not even knowing the outcome of the battle yet. Was she to stay with the Je'daii, try to earn their trust and discover the location of their real base? Or was she to return to Coruscant, fall back and await new orders?
She closed her eyes, going into a deep trance-like state as she reached out with her mind and attempted to find the Emperor's Force signature, wherever he was. Now that the Je'daii weren't around watching her every move, she may be able to make contact with her master again...

Tython- Je'daii temple

Wilca awoke groggy and confused, the temple hall was eerily cold, he was chilled to the very bone. He scanned the area and saw nothing strange the door to his room the corridor stretching out before him, but there was an almost unnatural darkness across the walls. Wilca closed his eyes massaged his temples. "..Uhhh my head is killing me.. How long have I been out?.. " Wilca realized he was talking out loud to no one. Taking a deep breath and steadying himself against the wall he hoisted himself up from the ground, and walked into his chambers. "I think this isolation is startying to take its toll on me...I need the masters to return soon I sense a great darkness on the horizon"