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Aurora entered the cano and looked around. None of the Starsingers were there. She stopped a passing cocktail waitress.
"Where are the Starsingers?" she aksed the scantily clad woman.
"They left a few minutes ago." she answered and went on to serve her drinks.
Aurora left and walked back to the lift. She took it to the Starsingers appartment putting in the code Freya had given her. The doors opend and she waited outside the appartment for when her friend got back.

(heheh you don't ahve to call each other page and stuff, they're as much of knights as the jedi are))

The Temptation was still not in hyperspace yet when Varl detected a group of pirates. Interesting to note was that after a century, many ships from the Galactic Civil War were still in use, albeit improved versions. In particular, this pirate fleet was using E-Wing and A-Wing Mk 5 starfighters to protect a large Victory-III Star Destroyer from around the time of the Swarm War.

"Pirates," Varl said in Cheunh. Seifer stirred, racking his brain for what the word meant. In his short time with the Chiss, he had picked up quite a bit of Cheunh from Varl, who taught Seifer to understand Cheunh and to speak the language of Minissiat, since proper Cheunh could not be spoken by a human.


"Pirates?" Seifer answered slowly in accented Minissiat.

"Yes, a small fleet of pirates," Varl replied in Cheunh, turning to Vaan.

"We'll make prime targets, flying in a vessel like this," Vaan said cautiously. "Where will a jump to lightspeed take us?" he asked, noting that Ashe was one step ahead of him and already at the navcomputer.

"From here, we'll end up at Bespin," Ashe answered. "From there we can refuel and it'll only be an hour or so by hyperspace to get to Bastion. It'll actually shorten our trip by quite some time," she added.

Seifer stirred. "You didn't calculate in the time at the Cloud City casinos," he said with a chuckle. "Of course, morally I'm obligated not to play. Not to mention the fact that they probably won't let me play. No worries, I'm sure Varl here is itching to play the slots."

By now a pair of the E-Wings had detached and were now approaching fast.

"Just make the jump, will you?" Vaan commanded from his chair as the warning lights began to flash.

"I got it, I got it," Ashe said, one of the only people that could talk to the commander in a tone like that.

The Temptation flashed lightly before entering hyperspace.

(( Seems I need to read up a hair more on knights. sweatdrop ))

"Sir, my armor is undergoing repairs." Brunhildt replied sheepishly. "I shall be sure to be in armor in the future,"

(( yah, kinda lame. Shinn: a PM on the finer points of IKs, mayhaps? 3nodding ))

"Of course," Freya said. "Glad I thought of it." she crowed, as her father shook his head. She then turned to Veron. "Dad. Wouldn't you say that the casino attracts rogue elements, whom may not be happy with the way Fel and his Empire run things?"
Veron pondered his daughter's question for a moment. "Not so much. Yes, the casino does attract all types. However, Fel is just to a fault. No, my daughter, it's the Sith we need to watch out for."
"What about the Vong?" Freya asked. "Aren't they buddy-buddy with the Sith?"
Veron frowned. "Well, it seems that they have reversed the terraforming that they promised." he said, shaking his head.
"So, let's not trust the back-stabbing Vong, then!" Freya exclaimed.

Freya nodded as Gorwooken spoke. "An army of wookies are certainly something to reckon with." She then turned to Rusty. "We'll need some great pilots, as well. Wookies are amazing pilots and soldiers. Can we count on aid from the Jedi as well?"
Veron thought on the issue. "The Jedi are peacekeepers, first and foremost. Granted, their prowess in battle is admirable. But, they feel that all other options should be considered before combat."

(( That sound about right, folks? ))

"Well, how about Tatooine?" Freya suggested.
"The childhood home of the legendary Jedi Grand Master Luke Skywalker?" Rusty queried.
Veron smiled. "Skywalker certainly made a name for himself. However, word has it that the line died at Ossus," he added with a pensive frown.

((I'm running 'em as Knights of Old. Think the Knight Templars with Fel being the Grandmaster. Red Armor, Whiteblade, undying Loyalty to each other and to the True Emperor. Thats the jist of it.))

Kal frowned disaprovingly.
"Dare I ask what you did to a suit of Imperial Knight armor that so damaged it that it would require someone else to repair it while you are on duty?" He said in a forcefully patient tone.