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Labrynth headed through the halls of the Building, until he reached a library. There he slumped down in a chair, exhausted like most old farts are. Some strong ale still retained in a flask by the chair, as he took a fair swig from it and rested his head back.

"This is far from what you described it in your report, Ace." He rubbed his eyes, just as a voice from behind him spoke.

"It is precisely what I put in the report. However, it is only 100% accurate from my perspective."

"Blast it all. Spectres would make excellent spies, for..." He was cut off.

"... they have no feet to tread upon, yes, I remember that part of training myself. I must admit, you put much more effort into me than you are these two."

"They are old, Neb. They have no patience, no dedication, and most of all, they want to think when they need to act, and act when thought is demanded. I always taught you to think like a man of action..."

"... and act like a man of thought. You are a broken record."

"You do realize this changes nothing between us. Praying on my weakness is not fair treatment for what I gave to you."

"And casting me out with permanent resolution is no way to treat my repentance. I may have errored in the past, but I try to amend it. I nearly thought of cutting my own leg off later on, but I could not live with having cybernetic enhancements which would not cripple me as I did you."

"We're heading to Ithor tomorrow. I just hope they'll be able to stick together through that. But what is most bothersome is Dagobah. If they cannot survive that ordeal..."

"... then they will not succeed. But they will not fail. Love will keep them together."

"And it will drive them apart as well. Now go do somethign constructive, like prepare for my arrival on Ithor or help that chicadee of yours, Brundhilt." But by this time, there was nothing but air, as Lab took another swig and went into drunken slumber.

"Armament would be good yes...but I think no matter how well armed your freighter is it would not be able to force it's way past the defences..." Tal said, gesturing to preliminary threat reports, "The best way will be an infiltration once we are in system, using my craft, for I will be posing as a mercenary hired by Ne to bring his status report personally, and you two can use your force tricks to sneak in once I do...believe me, I'm only gonna be playing at this facade until I meet with the base commander, and then, once I'm there, he will die, and I will have unprecedented access to the base," Tal said, a smirk tugging at his cheeks...

(( A one liner? Angel offers to get naughty with the ex Dark Lord and that's all you can come up with? You disgust me! lol j/k ))

After some fun time under the bedsheets, Angel cuddled up with her love. " It's been too long since the last time we got to love each other like this. " she giggled a little, and gave Trey a loving kiss. After a while, she fell asleep, worn out from the combination of all the training of the day and the ' excercise ' she was just doing.

((aye. the Oneliner stuff is disapointin' me Frozen. You'd be thinkin' you could be a tad more creative than that!))
In the end, no amount of defense could salvage the Twi'lek. Even if he had been found innocent, the fact that he had shown his true colors meant he could not be trusted.
There is only one fate for mutineers.
Tyr'ruk and his pilot buddies were marooned upon that newly born world, left with their blades, a package of dry rations cubes each, a container of water, and an empty blaster. They had to go swimming for the nearly empty power pack.
The Pirates left that world, their ships pointed towards Starforge Station.

Mordranna arched a slender dark eyebrow. "Rekan. I understand your misgivings. I don't particularly relish the taking of life. But, in war, one does not have the luxury of justifing. It is a lamentable, but all too true fact." With a pause, she then added, "For now, I feel it's best to take advantage of the information he has laid before us. In that, at least, our paths do cross."
Mordranna then turned to Tal. "Rekan brings up a good point. As Jedi, the planned killing does disturb us, particularly as we strive to preserve life, even that of an enemy, whenever possible. That being said, I should like you to explore an avenue in which the base commander needn't die, and only act in such a manner should all other options have been exhausted."

Mordranna merely gave Tal a nod, satisfied with his answer. Addressing both he and Rekan, she stated, "To end one life, to preserve the lives of others." Addressing Rekan, she then added, "The one he refers to is indeed a threat to the very peace we're sworn to preserve, and thus must be removed. Your reverence of life is indeed admirable, young padawan, and a standard by which the Jedi should always strive for." And then, another thought came to her mind. "Remember, even Master Skywalker has been forced to kill, when no other option was available," she then briefly gave a summary in her own words of the Battle of Yavin. "In the eyes of some, Skywalker could be considered a murderer with blood on his hands. Of course, that's not how most of us see him. To many, many more, he is honored and revered as a hero, and rightly so. As I'm sure you both know, I served on the other side of the war during the period between the Battle of Yavin to the Battle of Endor. And even then, I held no malice for Skywalker, and even respected him."

"Please hurry, every second we tarry is another second they could realize that I have this data and our lives would bery much be forfeit, or at least they would try very hard to make it so," Tal said, standing, he quietely showed them to the entrance/exit of his ship "I look forward to killing by your side." He bowed...

Rekan gave him a final look of disgust before turning away and bringing his comlink to his mouth. "Kallo? Yes, it's me. Can you spare a ship?"