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"You have learned much within your time here. Your powers have grown stronger. Your strength in the force will keep growing. I feel our time together is drawing to a close my Apprentice." The force ghost looked down upon a Meditating Croix. The force ghost could feel the dark side emanating from him, it was like a burning dagger that was slowly piecing into him. Croix was growing exceptionally strong with the dark side. He had taught Croix almost everything he knew. What was next was for him was to have Croix learn how to forge a saber.
"You must now go east from the entrance, and keep going till you come about a cave... Venture within it and you will find glowing spires of rock, crystals. unearth the one that calls to you and bring it to the ship you once called home. There you will find components for a lightsaber. I have passed on the knowledge to you and what you will need. Use it..."

"Yes Master." Croix said as he rose up and the Force ghost he called master vanished. He learned a lot about the force. In ways to use it. Ways to hide, ways to harm, even ways to heal. He set off on his journey and felt he would soon learn of a way to leave this world. But first he would destroy his mentor, remove him from the face of the force... it was a matter of time before he perfected the technique.

Delirium of Dreams - Approaching Nal Hutta


You've got someone on Hutta you want to impress?

"Impress someone on hutta? You have much to learn about me, and much more about my dealings with the Hutt clans. Besides wearing this" he flourished his hand down at his outfit "Assures me that I will not be underdressed in any situation we may come across. It also makes me look less like a threat which is exactly what I want the people of this planet to think of me, atleast at the moment." he watched her, she seemed confused but did not voice anything more though he did catch her looking towards the escape pods but said nothing on the topic. They were deactivated, a fail safe that ensured no prisoners ever escaped his ship on the occasion they took prisoners. The zeltron had a program installed however that if the ship ever took excessive damage the pods would become fully functional but he had yet to have an occasion where they were needed.

My Sith robes. I believe I left them in your quarters? If you could be so kind as to bring them to me... Notify me if the Je'daii attempt to hail us. Otherwise, I'll be ready to land as soon as I shower and change.

The pirate was wondering what she planned on wearing and he twisted his face perplexed that she would choose her old robes even though she was expecting je'daii company. "Fell free to use the one in my quarters, water stats hotter longer for one. It also has a rail for..... well that is not important it will help you stand at the very least. Though I must question why you would wear the robes of a Sith on a Hutt planet, when we may very well have company." he paused to see if she understood what he meant "Last time you wore some of my things..." his voice started to soften and he started to look past the woman as if seeing someone else in the room. There was the slightest bit of water in his eye before he blinked it away continuing. " You will find another compartment directly across from where my clothes were kept, you should find the contents more suitable, though they may be long and loose in some places.." his eyes scanned the woman sizing her up was not the least bit difficult in the stained medical gown. "I shall be in the cargo bay making sure have plenty of room for the goods I plan to acquire. If we get any messages I assure you, you will be the first to know.

Delirium of Dreams - Approaching Nal Hutta

Zara watched with a slight curiosity when Dawson had that look of melancholy nostalgia. The last time she had seen his eyes water like that had been back in the club, when he told her about his old partner.
She nodded slowly at what he was implying, as it had been one of her concerns as well. The Je'daii were of course well aware of her identity as a Sith, but they did not need to be constantly reminded of it. Nor did anyone on Nal Hutta need to know for that matter.
Yes, I had considered that as well, but I hadn't thought you would be so willing to lend me another outfit after I ruined the last one I borrowed. Her lips curled into a small smile, but the smile faded when she realized that she had left the rest of her belongings on the Je'daii ship as well. Hopefully she would be able to retrieve them before the Je'daii went poking around...
She nodded in acknowledgement one last time before heading down the corridors into the direction of Dawson's quarters.

Epoch Wren

Try as he might to relax, Corvin was having the strangest dreams. He woke to a feeling of apprehension, as though something were amiss in the cargo hold. Still not quite able to get the hang of force telepathy, it took him a moment to realize Elyria was reaching out to him, and he was lucky to have his pants on when they reached his quarters.

He opened the door barefoot and naked from the waist up, just before Elyria was able to knock. He wasn't expecting her to have company, but his scoundrel's grin faltered only a moment before he looked over their new guest. "Another stowaway?" he said, not sounding particularly surprised.

He could hear the hum of the hypderdrive in action, and new they hadn't reached their destination yet. He must not have slept long.

Dxun- Jungle

Croix was searching through the old wreckage that was his families ship. The wildlife had gone far and made it look like it was part of the scenery. For Croix it was an old memory that brought him Painful memories he tried to shake away. If any thing it made him bite his lip and the Orbalisk that covered his body shake. Croix looked around for the parts that were described to him. A hydrospanner and other tools that were common aboard ships. It took a while to fit all the pieces together, but he sat in the storage compartment of the broken ship, meditating and cutting metal, fixing it, trying different components. Finding the circuits was easy, He took apart the dash of the navigation computer and took out the wiring, next was the powercell, which was found in the glow panel above his old bed. He wondered if he would ever sleep here again but shook the thoughts away as he continued on with the construction of his saber. He found a power insulator in the ships powercell holding bay. With this the ship saw it's last days. Soon after getting the rest of the parts he needed he felt it was time to head to the cave. He had a bad feeling about this cave he was headed to.
Most of the jungle was silent but birds could still be seen flying about and heard chirping. Croix passed through the brushes and could feel the sun moving down meaning soon night would come and the creatures of the night would try to challenge him for superiority, and fail.

Delirium of Dreams - Approaching Nal Hutta

As Zara entered Dawson's quarters, the first thing she did was rip off the medical gown she was wearing from the seam in the back. She balled it up and tossed it in the garbage disposal chute as she walked to the shower.
The shower was more refreshing and needed than she realized, and the hot water washed away all the sweat, dirt, and blood she had managed to accumulate throughout the day.
For the most part her body was smooth and pale, until she looked down and noticed the newly cauterized wound running down her side. That would leave an ugly red scar, no doubt. Perhaps next time she should be more careful, and instead wait patiently for the perfect opportunity to destroy her enemies, rather than rush into a fight she could not win.
Emerging Zara wrapped herself in a towel, feeling and smelling much fresher than before. Her Sith robes were folded neatly in a corner where she had last left them, but she ignored these and headed to the closet. As he had told her, there was in fact another compartment filled with women's clothing.
Unfortunately the fitted blouse she tried on was uncomfortably loose in the chest area, so she pulled a leather bomber jacket over it, approving of all the secret pockets it had on the inside lining, one of which was large enough for her to hide her lightsaber hilt. The dark red pants she tried on were also a bit too long, so she cuffed the bottom legs and stood, finally pulling on a pair of lace up boots. She attached a holstered blaster to her belt for good measure, and paused to examine her reflection. Remembering that wistful look Dawson had when he seemed to be remembering his old partner, she wondered if she was indeed wearing the clothes of a dead woman. But that didn't matter to her. Now she looked more like a pirate than a Sith. That was a good thing, if she wanted to blend in on Nal Hutta.
She exited the room, heading towards the cargo hold in search of Dawson to tell him that she was ready to land.