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"Hey, Aurora," Freya said. "Like, at least we know those barves won't be making anymore trouble. But anyway, how are you today?" she asked the young Twi'lek woman.
Veron looked to Gorwooken. "I wonder where she picked up that word," he darkly mused, idly looking towards some of the casino's seedier patrons. "Keep your eyes open, yes?"
Rusty then rolled over to Freya and Aurora. "Misstress Aurora, a pleasure as always."

Vaan left the Sabaac table with Ashe after the ordeal with the Trandoshans.

"Hostile place isn't it?" Ashe asked with a crooked smile.

"Yea...very," he added in Cheunh.

Ashe pulled out her comlink and found out that Seifer and Varl still had not finisihed with the Temptation.

"Care to try the cafe?" she asked, knowing that they had time to kill.

"Just a second," Vaan trailed. He still had his authorization ID from Fel, stating that he represented the enforcement unit of the Imperial intelligence.

"Do you remember, while we were playing Pazaak, before we got to the Sabaac table, someone was mentioning something called the Community?" Vaan asked.

"Yes," Ashe answered, "I thought it was some sort of HoloNet Pazaak game or something," she shrugged.

"Maybe so, but I think they're connected to the counter-Imperial movement," Vaan added. "We should go and talk to the administrator."

"It's not our business, Vaan" Ashe replied. "You're a laison, not the local police. Let's enjoy ourself and then get to Bastion and finish what we came for," she said carefully as to not to give anything away to prying ears.

"Maybe so, but the Emperor entrusted me with half a crew full of soldiers for the Stormhawk, an Imperial Knight of a guardian, as well as the Temptation. The least I could do is just investigate this and then report back to him," Vaan countered.

Before Ashe could say anything in return, Vaan was already following the Starsingers.

((actually, Vaan would be in street clothes for the moment, and if not in his CEDF uniform. He has no imperial markings wahtsoever))

Suddenly, a Wookiee appeared and tapped Vaan on the shoulders, growling something in Shyriwook. Vaan turned around and looked him in the eye.

"I don't speak Shyriwook," he said in Basic so that the Wookiee would understand. "Do you have a translator?"

((Hes a council master in a small order. He knows people. And who would go searching for a rogue jedi without first gaining some knowledge on him.))

"Felt him, I have, sense we had been here. But now, he is cloaking hismelf." Master Vrook said to the other master, they had been consealing themselves poorly, feeling safe enough on this out of the way planet."He must have felt us and been fearful."Master Teail said."Where did you last feel him?" he asked the small master."Many living things he was near. Rippled and swayied one did. Water." Said Master Vrook. Teail nodded and made his way to the street that lined the river through the city.

((I never gave any indication I like training Halls. I just needed someone to repair my vibrosword, specifically an Echani. And why are you suddenly doing Yodaspeak?))
The Jedi followed the auras intently as he cleaned and gutted the fish he had caught, Cursing himself for being so hasty in cloaking himself. They probably sensed the sudden change in the force and were comming to investigate.
"This does not bode well." he muttered to himself. "Little fish, you were a false omen. No fault of yours, though. It was the traveler's faul in misinterpereting the omen."
He spitted the fish on a stick and jammed one end into the soil at an angle. He drew up tinder and lit a small fire with a pocket lighter to cook his simple meal.
He sensed the auras draw closer but kept himself hidden. If the Force were with him, they would not see him for what he was but for what he apeared to be: a dusty beggar cooking his dinner.
From his vantage point as he sensed them, he got a good sense of their ability despite their own cloaking attempts. The Calm sense of peace and confidence that permiated their auras spoke of a discipline well worked for after many years. None of the confusion of a padewan or the brashness of a knight, these were the auras of Masters.
"Sithspit." Link muttered. He blinked at himself, unsure of what brought that particular phrase to mind.

Gorwooken gave a noncommital growl, then said some important-sounding Gibberish in Shyyriwook, pointing again in the other direction, hoping that he was buying his friends some time to get away.

When he saw Freya and company enter the turbolift, he sighed with relief, pointed to where Rusty had been, and said more gibberish in Shyyriwook. Shrugging, he barked out a few more nonsense phrases, and walked towards a different turbolift, going down rather than up, hoping to reunite with his friends by switching lifts a few floors down.