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Zendia gave him a light chuckle, appreciative of his efforts to lighten things up. "Who knows where it really comes from?" she mused with a soft giggle. Thus was the moment that Rusty rolled in with the electronic equivalent of a snicker. "There you are, my little ray of starshine," she practically sang to the little droid. "He's been with me through a lot," she sheepishly told Gendis with a mild blush, as Rusty tweeted acknowledgement.

A few hours before Orrin's discovery, Gendis was about to respond to Zendia playfully when he collapsed sideways, clutching his forehead. "Crap! Oh, s**t!" His cries of pain hissed from his mouth quietly, as whatever it was that was affecting him drained his voice as well as his mind. He quivered slightly before he felt himself recovering and sat up tiredly, offering Zendia an apologetic smile.

"Sorry. Don't know what the hell that was. ...I need to get some rest." He stood uneasily and stumbled to his room, collapsing on his bunk into a restless sleep once more.

((i'll edit that if you don't approve, just thought it would be interesting))

Maybe I just need to clear my head...that's all...we can stay through this....just hold on...

Kefka walked intot he hangar, dazed. He found his way to Emerald Two, the first ship he had piloted for Emerald and lied to a guard about flying recon.

Soaring through the Yavin jungles, Kefka cleared his head, and decided to land near a cavern.

((Kef's gonna be MIA for the DS attack, to let you know))

Zendia went back inside the temple. It seemed as though a flurry of activity picked up as a battered YT-1300 freighter landed, and it was implied that whoever was on it was important. Though why anyone of any importance would fly in on something that seemed to have been in the shape this particular frieghter was in escaped her.
What a piece of junk! she incredulously thought, seeing the frieghter. Still, she was curious as to who just flew in on that particular ship. It's passengers seemed to be a scruffy looking Corellian man, with a Wookie in tow. In addition, there was a young man dressed in the same garb as that of settlers on Tatooine, as well as a regal young woman not much older than her clad in white robes, as well as a couple of droids, a golden protocol droid, as well as a blue and white astromech, which she took to be one of those R2 series models. Quite a motley crew, she mused. And then, upon reflection, it hit her. Is that Princess Leia herself?
She then made her way to the mess hall, where she saw Orrin. "It seems that things are picking up around here," she simply told the older pilot. "Something big seems to have happened, if Leia herself is here," she added with a burst of excitement. She then shook her head. "I thought I overheard something about Alderaan, but I couldn't make it out," she told him. "Are things all right there?" she asked him, with a hint of worry on her face.

Zendia felt her heart sink along with Orrin's words. It can't be! she gasped, with an expression of horror evident on her face. Sure, she'd heard the rumors of such a thing being built. Though she'd have never imagined that it would see the light of day, nor truly be capable of the horrific act it just commited.
She followed Orrin to the table, and ate beside him in stunned silence. Still, she'd noticed that he said "jewel" in reference to Alderaan. "Have you ever been there?" she flatly asked him curiously, though her usual light cheeriness in which she'd talked to others with was gone, replaced by the coldest sorrow.

"Perhaps another day," Zendia meekly replied, taking his suggestion to heart. She meekly reached over and attempted to hug him, but shyly patted him on the back instead. not sure if such was the time or place. "Thank you," she said, as she ate a few bites of her dinner.

In spite of herself, Zendia could't help but give a light chuckle at the comment about the fastest vagabond. Still, she intently listened to Orrin's story until he was done. "My reasons may sound a bit silly, but it's all I have for now." she meekly replied. "You see, it seems that the Empire doesn't like it when folks are bad-mouthing it. Or speaking up when they're being out of line." She merely sighed, and continued. "So, anyways, my old man was a bard, by trade. And, one of his yarns just happened to be about the treatment of non-humans, and the corruption of the Empire. Of course, this got back to a Moff whom took exception to it, and had him arrested."
She then paused for a moment, and then continued. "I was out in space with some old timer spacers when word got to me. I was just learning the ropes, and wished to get a job flying frieghters when I turned eighteen. I was sixteen at the time, to be seventeen within a couple months."
"At any rate, one of my missions, my reasons for being here is to hopefully find him, and bring him home." She she paused, reflecting in a rather melancholy state. "But, that can't happen now, I'm afraid," she said, shaking her head. "But now, there are many people who are suffering because of this. Many, including myself, have lost families." At that moment, Rusty showed up with a sad whistle. "I know, sweetie," she sadly told him. "Orrin here just told me," she replied, gesturing to the pilot beside her.
"And, you're right." She told Orrin. "I have to keep going now. For everyone in the galaxy who's affected by this." With that, Rusty gave a mild chirp.