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Angel was in a semi-meditative state. Though she was pacing about and seemed to be not in too deep of thought, she wasn't aware of much beyond her surroundings enough to not walk into a wall. Her mind was cleared of all else, until she heard Trey's voice. " Mordranna? " she asked. " Uh... yeah. " She went to the comm and put in the frequency.

Yavin Praxeum

(( the troublemakers from the near end of Shards are back! xd ))

"It's a message for Master Brunhildt!" exclaimed Jax.
"So it is," Rin chimed in. "But, we're not even supposed to be here! We're supposed to be on the transport with Masters Tionne and Solusar! Master Brunhildt herself said so!"
"We better reply to the message anyway," Jax said.
"This is Trey Feron hailing Jedi Mordranna Brunhildt," the message kept repeating.
Jax took the initiative and answered. "This is Jax Roosel, a padawan," he began, and smugly added, "And, soon to be knight." He then added, "The Praxeum is under attack by a Sith Lord,"

(( back to you, FP. And, ND, if there's anything you wish to do, go for it. ))

The young padawan sheepishly answered Trey's question. "It's pretty bad, sir. Darth Drako himself leads the attack. He looks like General Grievious from the history holos! In any case, it looks like he's going all out: Magna droids, more Star Destroyers than you can shake a saber at. And, I think Masters Skywalker and Brunhildt are out there personally leading the knights."
Rin, the younger female padawan, chimed in. "And, just so you know, Mr. Feron, we're not actually supposed to be here. Master Brunhildt herself decreed that all padawans must be exacuated. But Mr. Macho here wanted to play hero,"

(( Remember, we think that Drake is Drako himself. ^^;; Thought you'd get a g'd laugh out o' the li'l bit with the padawans. ))

Bestine was a watery world. Floating crabs gave wonderful sport to many, even Rook, who now took in the enjoyment of sniping them to hone his riflery and pistol skills. But it was too much like Mon Calimari, both watery and home to some of the Republic's greatest heroes. It was not amusing that the arrogant jedi could not control even the base desires, and went ahead to steal his ship, but it could not be helped. Old habits die hard, and it seemed that Neb's life was wasted in vain.

But that did not trouble Rook so much as to wonder why the Jedi did not simply kill the boy. Garunteed, Neb was inherently evil, perhaps moreso than Feron, but at least he made the attempt to reform. What was the point of doing all that training, all of those tests, if the poor kid couldn't even understand what they were about?

His concentration was broken by the footsteps of one of his deck officers coming up the hallways.

"Master Rook, the Saboteur's modifications have been made. We are ready for departure at any time."

Reholstering his pistol, the Falleen turned to his inferior officer.

"Make the crew be ready, we have.... engaguements on Telti. The JK robot line is almost completed with its testing phase on Yavin. Now is the time to strike back, and make sure that such menace won't threaten any more than it has."

"But why not forewarn the Jedi about the attack? We could have saved lives."

"Then our informant would have been compromised. Jedi or not, security must not be bolstered. Mercy if we attempt to rush in otherwise. Now, let us move out of here."

"Tell him I'm sorry!" Trey piped up from the controls.

(( There are 8. Not six. I dont member if he broke your saber or not yet so ... i do it now. ))

Drake cut the saber in two. With a loud bang it is make useless. Picking the jedi up and having her faced away from her he held her up for all to see. Lifting a foot, he placed a bladed talon to her back.

" THIS IS YOUR KNIGHT!!! A WEAK FOOL THAT CANT TAKE ME! " Drakos voice carried over the battle. The troops and droids battled on. A sub comm went to the SD's above. They were about to make a pass to orbitaly bombard the planet.