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Angel found herself piloting her gunboat in deep space, but for some reason, she was flying alongside Republic fighters and not Federation ones. Next, she is standing on Korriban, but the feeling of the Dark Side on it feels different to her. Instead of something she'd embrace, it felt like something she had to avoid. Next, she saw the Dark Lord fighting Drako, and he seemed to be losing at the moment. A wave of fear overwhelmed her at the thought of losing him.

As if it was a boost to her ability to sense the Force, when her dream came to the Dark Lord fighting Drako, she was able to feel the pain he suffered from the Force Storm attack as though she had connected to him while unconcious. The sudden feeling of pain caused her to wake up as if from a nightmare, yelling, " Phoenix! " in a worried tone. For a few moments, she sat up on the med table with a look of worry and fear, then she calmed down some and examined her surroundings. She saw Neb standing close by. She knew she wouldn't stand a chance if she tried to get away, so she merely asked, " What are you going to do with me? " in a somewhat harsh tone, carrying her disgust for the Jedi.

Seeing the water being poured, she had nothing to worry about, so she drank it, a bit hurridly as she was still in slight shock and needed to calm her nerves. After a moment to relax herself, she said, " I know his power is great, but I worry... for other reasons... And you do not need to know them. " She finished off her water and said, " I suppose I'm to be taken somwhere to answer for my crimes against the Republic and the Jedi, right? " Her tone had turned softer, into a more saddened one, as she realized she was at the mercy of the Jedi. " It won't matter. The Dark Lord will still be able to crush all who oppose him... even without me... " She tried to hide it, but she knew Neb could tell from her voice that she cared about the Dark Lord to some degree. " I must look really pathetic right now, huh? "

"Listen kid," Neb started, but quickly corrected, "I guess you're not really a kid, and I shouldn't call you one. Everyone messes up, everyone succeeds. So your the right hand man... woman... of the senator. So what if you feel something and don't want to tell me. I'm not going to say anything, despite the fact you stole some items from the library. No matter, common knowledge found on the holonet is all you nabbed. One second."

Neb stepped out of the room, and came back, holding Valycia's lightsaber, beign quite easy to tell from the others he kept.

"Your saber, I presume. Odd, how you built it. But, we are all entitled to our opinions." He said, handing it back to her.

"You dont' have to trust me a bit. You don't have to do anything. You can slice me down if you wish, but I wouldn't suggest it. You do know what happens to jedi after they die, and believe me, it makes things much worse. The only thing I ask is that you act civilized while aboard my vessel, and don't go kleptomaniacial while you're aboard. I do have a knack for noticing things, though you'll probably only find one thing worth stealing, and that is going to probably be given to you anyway. So what do you say? Indulge in the hospitality of a Jedi? Or cut him down, and watch him haunt you and destroy Imperius post-humously?" Neb added, sighing, though a small grin appeared on his face.

"You have much more to gain with me being alive. I have much more to gain with you being unharmed. Its mutually beneficial. Though it all depends on how you act." He stated, taking his lightsaber off his belt, and placing it on the table next to him.

"I may be a Jedi, but if you wish, I can put that aside." He added, diminishing his force aura to next to null, and removing the cloak he wore.

Looking over her saber, she saw it hadn't been tampered with. She put it away, and pulled out the datapads she had taken from the library. " Then I suppose these are of no use to me. " She put them down on the table, and got off the med table, standing up and stretching her legs for a moment. " I suppose you have nothing to fear from me for now, not because I'm accepting your hospitality exactly, but because I'm not stupid enough to try to fight a Jedi Master in my current state, plus you're not the only one here, so I'd either have to be the most powerful being alive, or the luckiest, to succeed in any attempt to strike you down. Although, I am suprised you would trust me enough despite that, that you would return my saber, giving me a chance I could easily take to cause all kinds of problems here. " Though she hated Jedi, Neb's offer to put aside his role as one confused her as to his intents enough that she was too busy trying to figure him out to seem at all hateful. " You're not like most others, are you? " she asked. " I suppose I'm not myself. For a Sith, especially one with my position, should be much farther down the Dark Side than I am. If I wasn't so weak there, I wouldn't be here right now, and Mordranna wouldn't have won, or even survived Kashyyk long ago... "

"You Idiots! he's right behind us!!" she shouted as she snapped up her rifle to shoot.
an explosion suddenly rocked the camp. Nyalisk was almost thrown off balance by the shockwave. she looked back in suprise and saw her remaining men were taken out.
"Blaster packs. they make a handy bomb don't they?" the masked man said in Cale's voice.
She turned around and found herself looking down the barrel of an E-11.
"You-you trapped it?!"
"yep. rigged it to ignite the Blaster packs when the shield crapped out. Its back to you and me Nyalisk. but this time, you're the one holding the buisness end of the lightsaber."
The rain fell down, putting out the flames of the explosions and the campfire. In the remaining light of the camp's lanterns, the armed man looked almost ghoulish.
"I Had a few friends drop me some supplies. not mutch but enough to get buy." he continued. "Ammo, food, water, a decent blaster, a remote scout drone to watch for you or other critters, and of course some holoprojectors. love those holo projectors. but even with the gadgets You still had the superiority in arms and men. and on top of that your race prizes itself on hunting skill. The deck was still stacked against me."
He began to chuckle.
"And I still won. I used the same tactics a hunter would use. I distracted you with bait. you fell for it hook line and sinker. though I can't really blame you. Ghests are hella scary. But how does it feel to be hunted down by your prey? Using your huntig tactics?"
He shruged as the rain tapped against his helmit.
"We humans call that Irony."
she leveled her blaster at the emotionless T shaped visor and opened fire.
Cale rolled to his side and fired a three round burst at her, blasting the rifle from her hands and melting her cyber arm.
she fel to the ground and clutched her thrice destroyed arm and shouted a streem of rodian obscenities. the roar of a blaster caught her attention and silenced her. Cale lowered his weapon, pointing it away from the sky.
"You're a real spacer lady. you got the vocabulary down right at the least." Cale pulled the Mandelorian helm off his head and let it drop, staring at the rodian with Cold eyes. "Now shut up and listen to me. Im rather pissed at this point and Im becoming a racist real fast. You people kidnap me, beat me up, throw me in your friggen jungle with nothing but a knife. And Im pissed. tell you what Im gonna do. Im gonna take one of these speeders, fly to your house, kick your dad in his choobies, and then go home. and you know why? Because you people have picked a fight with the wrong damn outlaw and now you gotta pay for it."
She went for one of Cale's blasters still resting in her belt. the muddy ground near her erupted as a bolt nearly hit her.
"Bad girl. Drop the pistols. Now."
she did so and Cale retrieved them, placing them in his belt.
"Much better." he took a grenade from his belt and chucked it into the nearest speeder. it erupted into flame, leaving just one speeder left.
"what are you doing?!"
"leaving you in the same position I was in. consider it payback. oh and you'll need this." he flipped his knife at her and it landed in the muck next to her. "And if you ever come near me again, I'll kill you."
With that he picked up the helmit and took the speeder, Leaving the Hunter to fend for herself in the foreboding forest.

"So you did," Mordranna chuckled. "And, so far, you see it. THough I can't say this is really representative of a Jedi's day to day life." With a short pause, she added, "But then, is anything really the typical day in the life?"
"As for our friend here," she gestured towards the med bay door, "I don't truly know yet. Neb felt it prudent to bring her here, and I'm inclined to think that he's right." She then nodded again, and continued. "She and I fought at Kashyyk. Her abilities are indeed worthy, and I feel that she may be redeemable. The light is within her, that much I can tell you."

"I regret it is true that while I wouldn't care the least if you cut me down, I'm afraid my fellow shippmates might not see it so apathetically. Accept my hosptitality, or not. While you are really not under my power, that is your own pretense. I'm only going to ask a couple of things," Neb began, but with the mention of discussion, he quickly responded, "Not anything important. I'm not going to ask about the Federation movements, where is their base of origin, the likes. I know much of that already."

Neb moved forward, keeping his eyes on the apprentice, "I only wish to learn a thing or two, help you out, and send you on your way. Whether or not you know it, you and the senator will make my life very difficult in the future. But the course that has been set down must be followed. I know this much to be true."

He quickly looked at his stomach, and heard a small grumble. "I'm afraid that with the constant shiphopping and your disturbance, none of us have eaten. Care to join in for a meal? Oh, and the whole 'fight the jedi master' thing, don't doubt yourself. Padawans have been known to overtake masters before. Surely a knight would have less difficulty. And in my experience, there is no such thing as luck."