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"Yea. Smartass, but wise, old Arcadian. Runs B&M Salvage. By the tone you put into your question, you never met him. Which means you aren't the owners of this ship, and therefore, not the people whom I am to escourt to Papa."

"Master Heliconus is much wiser than you would ever realize. If anything, he is the one man whom Papa would ever bow to in the universe. Even Master Neb admired him, before his jealousy led to Papa's.... I really shouldn't have said so much. Now you will bother Papa with questions about Neb. That usually makes him meloncholy, which affects his command, and therefore, the crew usually feels depressed along with him. We're completely synchronized, you see. In the three years I've worked here, after leaving Master Heliconus's wisest teachings (the man is brilliant! Just the subtleties which underlie his training techniques can bewilder the mind!) I have never once seen anyone run into each other, nor anyone of the crew ever ask for something to be passed to them. It is almost as if we have a psychic link between each of us. When Papa leads them into the fight, they cover for each other and move almost as if they were a single unit, more coordinated than even the jedi recordings we found that dated back to the clone wars. Its absolutely fascinating!"

"Will you just cut the chatter and take us to Rook?" Trey asked impatiently.

The droid pulled its leg back hit the missle with its shield. Pulling up its other leg it shielded its red eyes. Slamming its other leg down near the shotting the ground shook. Pulling back it charged a electric attack. Holding up its front legs bolts jumped back and forth.

"Mmhmm," Trey said as he followed the Etti onto the repulsorskates.

"Well you see I've been in the service of a deranged Arkanian for god knows how long, so excuse me if I'm tense." Trey murmured as he watched the Selkaths bustle around.

((Unless we knew for certain that Rain Starwind worked for Cale, I couldn't have known it was her. I've never heard of Rain. Besides, Cale's a master of disquise. and from up in the air his hooker get up fooled me. You can't act on knowledge your character doesn't have. Thats cheating.))

"You Hunt like an ametuer. Stick to mindlessly blowing things up. Its something you're marginally good at."
The Hunter said nothing else as he popped the hatch on the ship. He snapped his wrist up and fired his magnahook at a passing speeder. Snaping the chord to his belt he was pulled out of the ship by the speeder and dragged along. After comming close enough to a building, the Hunter detached the chord and fired his wrist grappler again, his magnahook adhereing to the side of the office building. The Hunter swung down from the speeder. At the height of his arc he detached his cable and was thrown to the roof of another, shorter building. He rolled as he landed, his armor absorbing the impact , and came up in a stand. He reached into his belt pack and rearmed his wrist grappler as he made his way casually to the stairs.

"Philosophy is something which the pupils of Heliconus really don't practice. I've learned so much just remembering what he says, I happen to simply repeat them out of instinct. That, and he nearly pounded it into my head. But you'll have to relax on your journey. According to Papa, if you are even the slightest bit un-jedi like, you will fail the test which he requires. I don't know where you'll go next, but Papa told me that you guys will be forced to take the test every jedi must complete. If you fail, don't worry too much. The test is supposed to show something... somethign which even the great Jedi Skywalker supposedly partially failed."

The trio headed into a hangar, where a VCX-350 stood waiting.

"You'll have to approach him yourself. Just head into the ship, and be ready to depart. Manaan is only a place to hide Papa, not where he works. Don't worry about your ship. Its fees have been paid in full until you return. It will only be a two day journey."