The pair of holocrons he had been working with for months by this point had given him a starting point but that was it – he needed to find what he was looking for himself. Not only because the guardians of the holocrons thought it would be a good ‘teachable moment’ but because even with their combined knowledge the most he could look forward to was a vague idea of where it had been before it had, naturally drifted off course after literally hundreds of years since it's last known positioning.
That it's last known position had been in relation to Illum, a planet which had been converted into a superweapon, moved and destroyed? Well tracking down something based on that was hard enough.
It was a mixture of luck and the will of the Force that had gotten him where he was today - with a merchant vessel having sent him a message that they had caught sight of something out in the wilds of space that they couldn't rightly tell should belong anywhere else because they had never seen it's like before. Having met up with the large prospecting vessel, Crix had landed his ship within it's hanger bay with his Padawan in toe as the two of them hunted the most stupidly elusive space station.
Sighing a little bit as he came out of his meditation, Crix eyed his Padawan for a moment longer as he let her naturally come out of her own trance. She was progressing nicely but there was something coming he could feel through the Force and it probably explained a lot about the elusive nature of the station. He could feel a threat approaching through the Force, something like a shiver down his spine - a bad feeling.
"Finish up." he instructed his Padawan, "We're going to be having company soon."
As if to prove him right, the general alarm began to sound throughout the prospecting vessel before it was replaced with a more specific alarm - pirates.
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