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With a dull groan, and a heavy shudder the Cygnus touched down on a wide open plateau, nestled on the sink hole pot marked planet of Utapau, the windswept desert like planet located in the far outskirts of the Outer Rim. A world that seemed untouched on the surface, the native species having set up their settlements and homes within the countless sinkholes that scarred the planet. It seemed to be perfect setting for the ship to set down, so that the crew could have an opportunity to disembark and stretch their legs, before the next leg of their journey. For the Jedi on board however, it would pose an ideal opportunity to either meditate or train their abilities in the Force without drawing too much attention.
Stepping away from personal console within her dormitory, an ashen haired female watched as the encrypted message disappeared from the screen, before a confirmation that the message had been sent flashed up. Reaching down the female powered down the terminal, before lifting up her lightsabers and fastening them to her belt. Stepping through the bulkhead out of the captain's quarters, an ashen haired female looked up and down the corridor, before pursing her lips in thought, contemplating whether she should head up to the bridge or over to the ship's mess room? It seemed likely that she would find her Padawan, a young teen by the name of Mavie in the mess - though that couldn't always be guaranteed.
Pacing through the corridors of her recently acquired armed escort craft, the Jedi Master stopped in her tracks to regard the read outs of the ships systems being displayed on a wall mounted screen, her emerald hued eyes narrowing as she regarded the displayed data - there were a few minor fluctuations on some of the systems, but nothing that couldn't get worked out. Given how the ship had came into her possession following an open attack and boarding action, on the formerly pirate owned craft, alot of the systems had taken damage and were still gradually getting re-calibrated following it's time in drydock to get repaired.
Stepping away from the console, the Jedi chuckled a little at the thought of the whole scenario. Looking back on it now, the off the books venture to reclaim stolen supplies had exposed her to a rather interesting individual, who had been the recipient of the encrypted message, instructing him of her current location should he be interested in an impromptu reunion. A lot had changed over the months since their joint venture, well on her part at least. She had formally taken on another Padawan under her wing, as well has having dealt with her own personal conflict. Though whether Hask would take up the offer for a meeting, would play out to be seen, but internally she had hoped that he would make the journey - least there would be an opportunity for a shared bout of training, something that the Jedi Master was keen to arrange, particularly for her Padawan.
In the past where she had tried to gradually expose her past students to the dark side, so they could better understand the effects it would have on the Force, she had found that Terria was unable to cope with the overwhelming presence of the darkside taint that had set in on Batuu. Least this time she hoped that she could expose Mavie to the darkside, in a controlled situation, with a former force wielding agent of the Sith Empire. Whether of course the over resident Jedi aboard the Cygnus would approve, may be of a different matter. But over the decade that she had known the venerable Feeorin, he would have come to accept that the ashen haired Jedi was unconventional to say the least. Perhaps more so following on from her time spent under the guidance of the towering Force Entity, the Bendu who had helped her find peace in herself and the Force.
As the ashen haired Jedi stepped into the crew's central mess hall, she was approached by one of the deck hands, carrying a data pad and offering it to the female. "We have the hyperdrive running at 92 percent operational efficiency Master Swan" the young deck hand reported as he stood at attention, illicting a raised eyebrow from the Jedi as she shook her head. "Come now, remember what i said, lets keep this ship relaxed" Eisa spoke out before lightly chuckling as the crew member relaxed in his stance, although the ship was manned by an Alliance crew and there was still a military air in place - The Jedi Master had tried to instil a relaxed atmosphere within those she was flying with. "The calibrations are looking good, though the phase converters look to be out by an angle of 12 microns" she continued as her eyes skimmed over the report, before handing the holopad back to the crewman. "But before you do that, take advantage of the downtime you've all earned it" She added with a playful wink, before letting the deck hand go about his business, and then moving into the mess hall to grab herself a fresh cup of caf, keeping a keen eye out for her Padawan.
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