Chapter 1 Interlude: Post Crystal Meditation

After Master Selak releases them to their own devices, presumably to meditate on their visions, the students are free to mingle amongst themselves for the first time since breakfast. Their 'common area' aboard the shuttle is full of pieces of memorabilia of their time together. Successes and failures sit side by side, a holo of an impressive duel between Alyx and Zafe next to Ian's failed attempt at converting a paint gun into a paint sniper rifle; a interesting horn from a completely unknown animal that Zepharo found out in the rainforest is next to the spot on the wall where Kit's obviously mutation fueled growth is marked. Memories great and small surround them.

Ian is, of course the first to speak up, "Sooo . . . Show of hands. Who is now a Sith warrior? Anybody? Evelynn? Pi? Definitely Evie." He turns his wide, teasing grin towards Alyx, the tiny Zabrak, "I think black leather would be'a good look fer you."

Taryn seems very affected by whatever he saw. His light hair is a bit matted with sweat and his face is still white as a sheet.
He grabs a bottle of water, plops down on the closest thing they could find to a comfortable couch on the shuttle, and sighs loudly.

Closing his eyes, he rubs his temples, "I don't know about Sith, but did anybody else find touching that crystal just really... painful?"

Wincing, Ian can't help but laugh himself even as he cringes slightly. "Wow. D'you even -need- a lightsaber? That cut deep." He shakes his head, sending his long hair swaying as he shrugs helplessly. "I will gladly take one'a yours, Evie, if'n yer passin' out spares." He chuckles quietly, grinning even broader as he glances furtively at the others.

Distracted from himself, Ian looks over to Taryn, "Uh, no? That's . . . No? Dude, seriously? What the hell?" Face scrunched up in confusion, Ian scratches the side of his head.

Looking annoyed in the way that some might have learned means she's concerned but hiding it, Alyx sighs and goes to stand up and walk over to where Ian is leaning against the wall. "You didn't get a vision of a lightsaber crystal?" she asks him calmly, mimicking whatever body language he is showing, such as crossing the arms.

Scratching his head with a sigh, Ian glances over at Alyx with an frustrated scowl. "Nooo," he mutters irritably to the Zabrak girl. "Well, yes. Sort of." He looks about to go on when Evelynn speaks. A blank, almost confused expression crawls over his face before he sighs with exasperation. "Evie . . . Just no, okay? If that were true then Master Selak wouldn' have ten thousand stories 'bout people he used ta know that -all- end with 'an then they died too'." He gives her a steely look, indigo eyes focused where hers would be if she were human. His gaze isn't angry just intense, a rare expression from the normally gregarious young man.

Rolling her eyes, Alyx leans further back against the wall, looking concerned but still tranquil. "Let's just be frank. The Force doesn't give us more than we can handle, but that doesn't mean never dying. It's the way of the Force for life to begin and end in a never-ending cycle. So if you had a vision about dying, well - everybody dies."

She glances over at Ian's worried eyes and her expression softens a bit. "But it doesn't make it an absolute reality. You received a warning. Understand yourself and your enemy, and you will always succeed." She looks over at Eveyln. "Thanks, Evie. He's just being stubborn, but he appreciates your support." She goes to kick Ian's ankle. "Don't you!"

Avi sighs to herself after Master Selak lets everyone go, disappearing to her own chambers with a wary expression for a quick moment until she has returned, seemingly much more relaxed.

While it is clear that she is about to head to somewhere else, the purple twi'lek immediately stops when she realizes what the subject of the discussion is, having caught Evelynn speaking. Her curious stare soon turns into a frown, unconsciously crossing her arms and letting her hip softly sway to the left.

" So... What? Ian isn't even allowed to feel insecure anymore?" While Avi's tone is more playful than conflictive, she's still trying to make the implication sting. "Hah. With a family like ours, who needs the Dark Side, right guys?" She chuckles, lightly, as her frown dissolves into a hopeless smile. It doesn't take long for her to shake her head, rapidly squinting her eyes at Evelynn. "Oh well, I'm sure he's okay with it. Not like anyone expects our dear Evelynn to have any tact when it comes to the Force." She offers everyone a small smile, though it's more taunting than anything else.

Alyx smiles broadly when Avi comes in. "Avi! You need to help me cheer up these gloomy Gungans! I haven't seen so much doom and gloom since we found those baby butter-cats with injured wings." Just having Avi around always made Alyx's normally solemn visage light up: it was like she actually was a teenager instead of a stoic adult in a child's body.

"Ow! My fragile, human ankle!" Ian winces and lifts it up to rub it. While he's doing so he watches Avi come in and start taunting Evelynn. With an exasperated sigh and over-exaggerated slump he calls out, "Ladies, please, no more sexy race wars 'bout me. There is 'nough'a me ta go around whether you have eyes, hair or both!"

He snickers at Alyx, "Gloomy Gungans? Hold on, I think I need ta change my ringtone fer yer comm." He takes out his comm and starts tapping at the tiny controls, holding it up to the Zabrak, "Okay, one more time."

"Yeah, my thoughts exactly. What the hell..."
He sits up and explains. "I could feel all these nice and warm crystals, but the one that called out to me was cold and harsh, like it was in pain or something... I defintely got a sense of suffering from it."

Looking towards Evelynn, he says "I could go for one of those purple fungus burgers, if there are any left."

Zepharo shoots a glare - or perhaps something halfway between a shocked glance, and a glare - at Ian as he jokes about being Sith. He watches the confrontation develop uncomfortably.

Avi's taunting smile falters when Ian interjects, and I can't help but stare at him, my face slowly hinting at having nausea. "Ew. No. Don't ever imply something like that again." I look at Taryn, clicking my tongue at his lack of initiative. "Are you really not going to say anything about what Ian just said? Ugh. It's that dumb doll all over again." Having my arms crossed, I sit in the table as I look disappointed. It is also very possible that I am pouting.

"Sorry Alyx, but I am officially joining the Gloomy Gungans." I say, as my eyes find Evelynn leaving to the kitchen. I can't help but unconsciously have my fingers dig in in my other arm. She is so annoying. Didn't even say sorry to Ian.

I audibly groan as I look at Taryn again, not being able to mask my disappointment for him not even showing a bit of disdain at Ian's comment. "You always tend to go for the miserable ones" I say, a clear jab at him. When I realize that that comment may sound off to people, my eyes go rapidly wide as I keep talking. "Remember when Master made us grow our own plants? You wanted the seed that had spurted before it should. It ended up all messed up. So..." She shrugs with a half-smile, quickly trying to find anyone else. Zepharo! He will do. "So! How was the test for the best jedi of our group?" She asks, sarcastically. "12 years living together and you still think that brooding quietly is enough for us to not include you in our conversations. You should know better."

Alyx glares at Ian, then punches him in the kidney. "If Master won't punish you, I will!" She shakes her head. "Great, so am I the only one who isn't freaked out by this?" Her words say one thing, but her blue eyes say something else. She is certainly worried, but since the elder students are either keeping silent, cooking as therapy, or awkwardly trying to use sexual innuendo to hide their fear, who else is going to step up to lead? She swallows a groan: she hates being in charge of anything...

"Right so," she attempts, "maybe . . . we should meditate on our feelings?" She winces a smile at everyone. "Right?" Please? . . . Something?

ANYthing?

Ian's hand claps down on Alyx's shoulder, interrupting her thoughts. "Yer right, shorty. You -is- the bravest." He gives her a bright, happy grin, "So meditate, huh?" His hands drop to his hips, nodding, "Be mighty nice'a ya ta lead me through it. I must admit ta bein' a bit rattled by all this." He gives her a helpless shrug and a grin tinged with nervousness. "Honestly, yer really also savin' everyone the irritation of me expressin' my feelin's in'a manner both unhealthy'n voiciferously loud." -Now- his smile turns teasing, but his indigo eyes look grateful for something other than his own nightmarish vision, Evelynn's 'suck it up, buttercup' philosophy and the others being mopey to focus on.

"Are you really not going to say anything about what Ian just said? Ugh. It's that dumb doll all over again."

Taryn looks at her and shrugs. "Look, if he wants to make bad jokes about Sith, what do..." His voice trails off as he sees her expression. Mentally he rewinds the scene to see if he missed anything. He hadn't been paying much attention.
"Oh."
He rolls his eyes at Ian. "Really? Update your material. We're all at least three years too old to still think that's funny."


"Remember when Master made us grow our own plants? You wanted the seed that had spurted before it should."
He gives her a sly smile and dryly answers "Way I recall it, Master called it quits before anything got even close to spurting. I really miss botany."

At Alyx's suggestion he shakes his head.
" 'preciate the thought, but I think I've had quite enough meditation for today. Does anybody know where the cards are?" he says as he looks around the room for the home-made deck of playing cards.

Glancing around at everyone, Alyx nods. "Well, if anyone wants to meditate, I promise we won't be seeking out something to upset us. We'll be finding connection to the Force again, and trusting that it will guide us and not lead us to harm." She waits a few beats, then goes to walk with Ian out of the room along with anyone else who wants to, only pausing at the door to look back. "We'll be in the smaller meditation cave," she tells everyone from the doorway, giving them a kind smile. "I hope you guys who don't want to join us find a way to feel better."

With that, she leads the older students with her into the dark, dank cave system, taking out her comm to light up the darkness with the flashlight ap. "It's going to be ok," she tells everyone, stilling her own mind and resolve by reaching out to the Force and letting it settle around her like a cloak. "No matter what happens, it will be ok."

Zepharo looks to Avi with a crooked smirk, sharing in her mirth, and speaks in a soft basso, "Was it a test, or was it just a new method Master Selak interested to drive our awakenings in the Force? A very stiff prodding? I'm not yet certain...", he shrugs, "I was certainly surprised that the Master would put us so directly at odds with one another, with the promise of a material reward as the result.

Perhaps that part was a test?", he shrugs again.

"This is a time of great excitement, to be sure... Excitement can dispel peace, as just a notion. I hope none of you, brothers and sisters, read too much into any one thing you may have experienced, or seen, or not seen in these past days or hours...", he looks to Ian meaningfully.

"I hope you will seek a greater understanding."

As the twi'lek finishes her questioning, Zepharo flashes a pointy-toothed grin, and waves a black-nailed hand dismissively, "Meh, I cannot keep up. But you should know by now, one learns more from listening, than by talking."

Piodas took quite his time to leave his meditation and the vision where he managed to see his crystal... but he joined the others after he just got a few pointers from Master Selak... but not many since it seemed quite fair whre the crystal was and how he could obtain it... or so he thought.

Slowly, he just joined the others and without knowing what they were talking about he just took a deep breath and exclaimed:

"Having the grasp Master Selak has on the Force is quite admirable... how could his previous teachings relate in the long run to where our crystals would be? Or is that just with me?"

Running a hand through his hair, Ian sighs as he follows Alyx to the meditation cave. Glancing back he lowers his voice once he's sure they're out of earshot of the others. "I saw somethin' -pretty- bad. Not like Taryn's mopey crystal. There were these three people in black armor. I yanked'a lightsaber off one of'em an when I switched it on, it was -red-." He frowns and shakes his head, sending his long braid swaying gently. "So was the sabers the other two had. Blade was pretty, I guess, but I did -not- like'the look'a those assholes."

Keeping an eye out for the others, Ian shrugs in what looks like resignation. "An Master Selak confided in me that he thinks he's gonna die." He frowns sharply, looking down at the floor, kicking at it irritably. "I'm guessin' that there ain' no coincidence b'twixt him sayin' that an me seein' these assholes."

Concerned, Alyx touches Ian's arm. "It will be ok. Come on, let's sit down." She goes to a spot on the floor and sits down and crosses her legs.

He nods slowly as he follows suit. Folding his legs he lets out a quiet breath, "Fuck me if I didn' know somethin' like this was'n gonna happen someday, though." His frown sharpens as he closes his eyes, the trickster and prankster he normally is having vanished and left behind a quiet, thoughtful young man.

She scoots over until their knees touch, and she puts a hand on his. "You mean, Master dying? Or having to face the evil he's been training us for?"

He squeezes her hand, "Both." He gives her a soft smile, looking amused, "Even took'the time ta work up'a seventy-three point plan. I told Master Selak 'bout points one through six." He pauses to take out the lightsaber hilt he'd been given, "Step one was weapons. Real lightsabers." He lets out another sigh as he puts the inactive hilt away. "I wonder how many points his plan has."

"Either way, it will be ok." She glances up as the other Jedi student/s arrive. "Ok, time for meditating." She waves them over with a smile.

Avi shoots a soft, approving glance at Taryn when he corrects himself. She doesn't answer him about botany, not wanting her brothers and sisters to linger on that too much, and instead urges him to find the cards. "Cards, yes. C'mon. Let's have some fun, please."

The twi'lek shrugs off all of Zepharo's suggestions, joining in the soft mockery. "Of course you wouldn't understand. His intentions are clear, my horned brother, and I shall bring light to your darkness." She makes an over the top swirl of hands, to help her sound preachy. " The test, in actuality, was to see if we were humble enough to understand that we are not yet ready to become a padawan. We failed when we accepted his challenge. Why, otherwise, would we have to face everything we faced if we were truly ready?" She dissolves her joke into a laugh as she eyes Piodas approaching.

"Oh, I'm sorry Piodas, but we already talked about what happened during our tests. You got here late." Her tone is rather taunting, albeit playfully so. " We arrived at the convoluted conclusion that we already are Jedi Knights. Yay." Zepharo's interjection makes her raise her eyebrow. What did he mean by that? "Sure..." She answers, clearly not sure. If he's implying that... Hm...

She clicks her tongue and looks at Taryn. "Did you find the cards, T? Zepharo's going to play with us. Apparently, he can listen really well. And you know how having sharp senses is important for cards." The twi'lek stretches her arms as she sits on the floor, and not wanting to give Zepharo the chance to bail, immediately speaks to Piodas. "Wanna play? The others are meditating. And sure, meditating is important, but don't you wanna see how the cool kids spend their time for once?"

Avi was the first one to reply about it... which just caused Piodas to use his right hand to scratch his right side just below his chin, he just listened for a bit and began to ponder about what she said about the conclusion... about being Knights... he was about to open his mouth but he wasn't sure if she was joking or not. He had strong opinions if it was really the conclusion they all reached... but he didn't want to reopen the subject once again.

In just a moment, he was invited to play some cards... while others were meditating... he felt for a moment that perhaps it would just make sense to meditate after the visions... but the taunt got into him for a moment... wasn't he a cool kid? what is their meaning of cool anyway? what else could be cooler than being a proper Jedi?

Taking a deep breath, he decided that it was better to just go with that flow and learn about this... it would allow him to understand better mundane things... although a Jedi often took priority to his duty, this time around he thought that his duty was on hold and no meditation was needed... yet.

"Very well... I'll play" he said as he approached them and took a sit "What exactly are we going to play?"

Zepharo casts a sideways glance at Avi, "You know I am a better card-player than I am a Jedi, yes, sister?", he edges up to the game.

Taryn has always found meditation more a chore than a source of calm, at the best of times.
"Come on, Alyx, you know me. Meditating about it is only going to stress me out even more."

He graciously thanks Evelynn for the burger, and resumes his quest for the cards. Overhearing Avi's conversation with Zeph, he interjects "I don't know... I feel like I learnt more despite his teaching than because of it. The Master may be a great Jedi and whatnot, but I just don't think he's very good at teacher."

"Did you find the cards, T?"

"No... Wait... maybe... Yes! Stuffed deep in Kit's backpack."
He grabs some drinks and sits down at the table.

"What exactly are we going to play?"

"Pauper's Sabacc." Taryn Replies, "Which is like regular Sabacc, but without the electronic bits that make the cards change, because I haven't found the parts for that."

When Evelynn comes to join them, Ian raises his hand in greeting. "Hey, nerd." He grins slightly, "Betcha didn' think you'd be hangin' out with me after all this crap, huh?" He does go along with meditative practices, but like always Ian's approach to meditation seems a little haphazard. By the end of it, he's calmer and more relaxed but it couldn't really have been called 'communing with the Force'.

Alyx smiles at Evelynn, the returns her attention to Ian. "Ok, I think we should do some alternative meditation today. Instead of seeking knowledge, or oneness with the universe, We are going to seek for personal acceptance of our place as one of countless creatures held within the Force." Her voice is soothing and firm, and an odd light touches her blue eyes that might be recognized as the trance-like presence Alyx often achieves when focusing. "There is nothing to fear: even death will not harm us when it arrives," she murmurs, reaching out to the part of the Force that, within her vaguest of memories, she recalls buoying her through the loneliness and isolation of space. "We are the Force. The Force is us. All connecting. Never ending."

Within her mind, she finds herself swimming in the void, lack of sensation but for the knowledge of transience and connection. All things she feels pulse within reality, the very fabric of space-time and the rippling pull of the stars drawing her inexorably within them.

Avi clicks her tongue out loud, as she looks mockingly offended by Zepharo for a moment. "But brother! Winning is not everything. Besides, I've been practicing." She proceeds to sit down at the table, crossing one of her legs under her another one as she leans her torso against the surface of the same, locking her elbow on it as she rests her chin on her hand. She seems surprised at Taryn for bringing drinks, but she does flash him a genuine smile.

She also chuckles at the nickname he gave the game. "It's because we're poor, in case you don't get it." She says, shooting a playful glance at Piodas. Avi proceeds to straight her back as she clasps her hands together. "So, a long time ago, the Jedi fought the Sith. While the battle for the balance was being fought, the ordinary people were, well, utterly bored. So they invented Sabacc. To play Sabacc is to carry on the sacred legacy of those people." She waves her hands around as she tries to be as mystical as possible, always looking at her brother's eyes with a large, feline smile. "So! As the Sabacc Master Idon'nou would say: Enough chitchat. Who's dealing?"

"Yeah," Ian mutters quietly under his breath, "ta kill us." As he settles in, trying to listen to Alyx and Evelynn's words, he slows his breathing. He's not paranoid, it's just that all the Jedi are dead and the last one they know about admitted to him that his death was a forgone conclusion. He's not paranoid, it's just that he'd seen a vision of the other side of the coin, that terrifying image of what sort of 'Jedi' were alive and well.
He breathes, trying to let go of these thoughts, or at least find some sort of resolution to them. The spiritual side of the Force had always been tricky for him. He believed in it, certainly, he'd be stupid not to. He trusted that it was real. But it was when anyone attributed a -will- to the Force that he got nervous. It felt like a contradiction. If there was a will then how could the Force even be used mistakenly? If there was a will then wasn't the logical conclusion that the Force -wanted- the Jedi to die out?
That's what was difficult. He hadn't been very old when he'd snuck aboard that shuttle but he knew loss, he knew death. And that's what troubled him the most is the reconciliation between the idea that the Force was all-powerful and the demonstrable fact that Death defeated it -every- time.

He heard the snap-hiss of the lightsabers in that cave in his mind again. Like a bell toll it focused his attention on that singular idea. Behind the fear and worry about the vision was an iron-clad resolve: to live.

With that his mind begins to clear, his emotions calm and after ten minutes of quiet contemplation he rises to his feet. "I need both yer help."

ooc: I'm not a fan of the bold typeface or the colours for dialogue either. I'm just using it because that seems to be the thing to do here.

Taryn returns Avi's smile in kind.
"Oh, come on... we're not poor, we're just religious." Taryn objects. "Mind you, I don't recall ever agreeing to join up, come to think of it. Anyway, I think people just didn't like playing against a bunch of mind-reading precogs who practice a vow of poverty..."

After a brief explanation of the rules and winning combinations, he quickly checks if all the cards are there, and then shoves the deck towards Avi.
"Ladies first."

Upon Ian's voice, Alyx opens her eyes. "Right. What do you need?" She appears ready to help no matter what the problem is - for now.

Letting out a sign, Ian first explains his vision in the cave all over again. Including the part where Master Selak admitted to having foreseen his own death. The human is animated in his retelling, his voice full of emotion and determination but lacking the fear he seemed to have earlier. "I need both yer help ta convince the others that instead'a waitin' on this or treatin' it like'a game, that we should be preparin' fer when they come fer us. The Force might have'a plan but I'll be damned if I follow along blindly. I wanna make anyone who comes here intendin' harm leaves regrettin' it."

"The future? Never." He shakes his head, sending his long braid swaying lightly. Crossing his arms over his chest he frowns, "This felt more like -now- just someplace else. Master Selak is'the one who brought up'the future. I just don' b'lieve in coincidences, is all." He sighs and nods, "Yeah, my gut tells me that there's a reason why he pushed all'a us ta get our sabers -now-. Specially given how some'a us ain' even that good with'em." He frowns looking down at the ground a moment before nodding solemnly, "Yeah. He gave'em to us while he could. Okay, let's go tell'the others." With that he heads towards the main room where most everybody else is playing sabaac.

Alyx follows but says little. Walking silently behind Ian, she seems to once again defer to the older student when he is in the mood to take charge. It's an odd dynamic to be sure...

Taryn looks up and puts his cards face-down on the table.
He looks in much better spirits than before.
"You're early. We didn't expect you back for ages."

Hearing Evelynn's serious tone, says "Yeah, of course. What's wrong?"

Letting out a breath, Ian holds up his hands as if to forestall objections. "Okay, guys. I just wanna preface that this is -not- like the time I convinced everyone that the trees were carnivorous or like the time I said there was an abominable jungle Wookie that ate children. When I meditated for the crystal journey I found myself in caves, -but- instead of'a crystal, there were three dude-bros with red lightsabers there. An b'fore that, when Master Selak took us off fer trainin' after he told us we was gonna get promoted, he -told- me that he had foreseen his own death."

Frowning at the others he goes to look at each of them in turn, even Zafe who had been off to the side the whole time. I thought about it and I think he meant Foreseen, with'a capital F. Guys, I don' think none of us should be alone when we do this stuff an I think we need ta work up' plan if someone comes lookin' around. Defenses, strategies, traps, somethin'." Crossing his arms over his chest he again looks to each of his siblings, checking their responses.

Avi shoots a wink at Taryn as she is about to draw the first card of the deck when everyone starts to emerge from the meditation room again. She perks up as she looks at Ian's direction, not stopping her from drawing the first card itself. (I mean, we might as well roll for that, right? x) ).

She looks at the card as she responds to Ian, letting an annoyed sigh escape her lips. "That's a grim joke right there, Ian. Remember what we talked about limits and boundaries?".Avi raises her eyebrow at the card — It's a very high one. She looks at the other card players as she taps the floor twice. "I'll pass." She says as she slides the deck at Piodas's direction.

OOC: Sabacc is sort of a hybrid between poker and blackjack from what I can tell, with some unique bells and whistles.
By the basic gambling rules in Edge Of The Empire, normally games like this are resolved by a diff. pp competitive check, using Cool if you're playing it straight, relying on skill and luck, or Deception if you're more into guile and bluffing. Or Skulduggery if you're outright cheating.

Taryn takes a card, looks at it, and lets out a very slight sigh of disappointment.
He's not playing to win, he's playing for the fun of it, but that doesn't means he isn't going to put in some effort.

"That's a grim joke right there, Ian. Remember what we talked about limits and boundaries?"

He takes a good look at Ian. "I don't really want to give him the benefit of the doubt, but I think he's serious for a change. At least, he's not showing any of his usual tells"

He turns to Ian, "If these goons have had any kind of Force training at all, do you really think any of that will matter? If they're coming for us, and we fight, it's only a matter of how many we can take down before the end. What we need is a way out of here."

OOC: other players are free to use my 2 disadvantages for whatever.

Alyx watches everyone speak, understanding their uncertainty about Ian, but sure nevertheless that he is serious. She can't blame them for being suspicious: but Ian's pranks really never involved that kind of manipulation. Arms crossed, she merely sighs and waits for everyone to decide that listening to Ian is what they want to do.

Avi raises her glare to Taryn's, holding it for a good second until she realizes that he's not joking. Which makes her frown, in doubt. But before she can say anything, Evelynn interjects.

At this point, she's not leaning in anymore, her back straight as an arrow. She looks past Ian, as she thinks about what he just said. Her stare eventually falls on the floor as she slowly starts to get up. "Well... I don't see us winning, then." A small, mischevious smile starts to form. A smile with an agenda. "Not if we stay, that is. We've barely developed our force abilities. And if Ian's vision is true, and if what our Master told him is also certain, then I see two possibilities, right? He either is... Finished, by them, or dies before they show up." She spins around on her foot as she shrugs the dread away nonchalantly. "I think we're pretty screwed in both these options, because we will either have to face them without our Master, or they'll be strong enough to, hm, well... To end him. So... Here's my idea. We're already adults, pretty much. Why don't we go get our crystals, and then finally get out of this planet? We'll drag our Master if needed. But if we're all resolute on this, on finally getting out, I think there's a chance he may cave-in voluntarily." She turns her face to the group, a confident smirk showing.

"Ooph. 'Cave-in'? Really? Bad form." He shakes his head, quietly hiding a smile as he chuckles. Sobering, he goes to rub his chin in contemplation. "But yeah, I mean . . . I've always -wanted- ta put'a bag over his head'n kidnap him so this might be'a good time." His eyes narrow as he works through the step necessary to kidnap a Jedi Master.

Clearing his throat, the human looks back up at the others around him. "But yeah . . . I don' see us winnin' in'a stand-up fight 'gainst whoever this group is. Normally I would put total faith in Master Selak's ability ta slap their shit but . . . Seriously, y'all, as much as I like the idea a protectin' our territory from outsiders . . . if we'can convince him ta move camp off planet, that'd be safer. Movin' target'n all that."

"Well, step one is gettin' everyone on board." He pauses a bit before rolling his eyes. "The plan, not'the shuttle. Basic is stupid." Clearing his throat he nods as his hands fall to his hips. "We get all'the kyber crystals we can here and then we figure a way off planet, get someplace safe 'nough where we'can prepare'n plan fer what's comin'." He looks around at the melting pot that is his family, "Agreed?"