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A nod of his head quickly answered her question. "Life signs can be masked. He's put too much time and effort into keeping this mine a secret to abandon it now." - There was nothing remarkable about the interior of the house, though it was obvious that Gahl lived alone. A light, cautious...

"Na'es. Rackus." He repeated, trying his best to duplicate the accent, though to her ears he likely butchered the pronunciation. Short moments later the autopilot began it's landing sequence at Gahl's estate. A relatively upscale farmhouse with barn and stable not far away, a single silo on...

With the airlock sealed behind them, the first step of the mission had concluded and now that the easy part over it was time to get to work. And as if to punch in the Jedi work ticket on queue, two clueless and unfortunate workers had their heads bashed together. A fine start. Jubei eyed the...

Jubei considered himself a good communicator; his lineage made him naturally fluent in body language and a specialized interest in empathic Force duo-logue provided an enhanced ability for discourse no matter the language or species. Thus spoken word sometimes seemed obsolete, however, she...

They say it all began with a bang, a big one. That's the general consensus, anyway. Every civilization has it's own version of creation, none seem very compelling when you strip away the myths surrounding them, except for the Force. Jedi philosophers posit the Cosmic Force is the Unmoved...

Jubei, for a moment, was blinded by his own lamentations until seeing Clea nearly lost in her own as she came to sit in the chair next to him. Seeing her reflect his mental state back at him was a sharp reminder of why the Jedi are taught to control their emotions, but her struggle in that...

It was a modest, simple homestead by any standard, typical for farmers and ranch-hands across the galaxy. The entire place had been inspected in mere minutes, cut even shorter when Clea found the source of the rotten scent. She looked to Jubei with sorrow in her eyes and speechlessness on her...

A short and shallow bob of his head conveyed concurrence. As Clea moved to the window, his gaze peered over to the scanner display showing the land's topography, temperature and other environmental factors. Some time passed before the autopilot began a descent, signaling to the duo that they...

"...We are sympathetic to your plight." Continued Jubei. "However, the Selkath consider the waters of Manaan sacred, being the only reliable source of Kolto I'm sure you can understand why. Every drop of water on the entire planet has at least some measure of this precious resource. Giving...

A single nod signified an agreement with her assessment. "Indeed indeed, especially considering World Map grids are automatically updated via GPS and Comm satellites, even a master slicer would have trouble getting into those types of auto-networks. Seems unlikely a farmer would be some kind...

Noting the disapproving tone in Raylan's words, Jubei couldn't disagree with the sentiment, made evident by a single shallow nod of his head. Kindred on thought, he too wondered why such an obviously beneficial arrangement would need any negotiations at all. Perhaps the Council knew something...

As the Jedi duo landed in one of Cona's space ports, both Jubei and Rylan were given Breath Masks to filter out the potentially dangerous levels of ammonia present in the atmosphere. A common procedure for off-worlders. Not concentrated enough to kill but certainly more than enough to cause...

"Hey..." Said over a light chuckle to Zhen'e in response, mildly shocked at the old man's nimbleness. Then nodded back in recognition that this slaver group had now been nullified, however, Jace was still holding out. "Right, you make sure these guys stay down for the count, hn?" Then left...

For a small moment he watched Jace while trying to decide if he should help him or help Zhen'e. Both seemed to have their situations mostly under control, relatively speaking. As the dust settled he saw it fit to join Jace, but another smaller group of slavers had plans of their own, as made...

One didn't need to understand the grunts and grumbles of Shyriiwook to know that Tarfful's comm message certainly wasn't encouraging, the tone simultaneously highlighted the urgency of a rescue mission while cutting low any confidence of it being a successful one. Then, as though adding insult...

His hand fell slowly from the shake as he considered her words, quickly realizing it would be foolish to pass up such an offer from someone who knows so much about the lay of the land. Also, as she mentioned, there could be a high chance of encountering a pack of Razorwolves, after all. She...

A smile of apology flashed across his face when removing his belongings from the center console to allow the full holographic display, and did his best to commit what he saw to memory as Clea informed him of what had happened with the vein. What she told him brought up more questions than...

Watching. Listening. Sensing. The picture Atreides painted was not a pleasant one. Slave trading was easily one of the worst and most widespread problems facing the Republic, the only thing worse were the people facilitating the need for it. What truly troubled him was not it's presents but...

He let out a breathy chuckle when she mentioned Chagrian pride, she had no idea how right she was. Her words of being different struck him and his head tilted slightly, having been being born of two worlds he knew all too well the place those words came from. A subject for another time...

Some Southeastern sections of Olmondo had suffered the most damage when a minor earthquake rolled through Ruusan's capitol city. Jubei had spent the last two weeks helping the people to rebuild. Metalwork was his profession, and with him came the tools and the knowledge to repair just about...