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She had left Ajan Kloss a few days ago, jumped to one system, wiped her navigation data, then reset coordinates to her home on Chandrilla. She had been in Hyperspace since then for three days and 16 hours. Another Two more and her planet would be in her view ports when she came out. She gave a sigh as she looked down at her sabers. They had returned both her double bladed yellow saber and her purple bladed saber to her, on the understanding she refrain from using it for a while. She gave a simple sigh before she sat them away and checked her coordinates on her controls.
Another two hours-no...hour and I'll be home...I heard that Chandrilla was hit by plague a while back. She thought to herself, a sense of dread falling over her that she tried her best to suppress. She heard of the plague that hit, but all contact with her parents were nonexistent during this time. She had feared for the worst, even when communications had been restored to the system and the tolls were tallied. Her parents or any of her family members were not on the lists she had seen before she left for home, but the thought had made her worry. Jenna took a deep breath as she allowed the Force to fall over her, enveloping her in a cocoon and for an instant a sensation of warmth fell over her as she allowed the energy to calm her inner self. She reached out through the energy field that enveloped all living things, trying to sense her parents before Inabe could be even out of the tunnel. She calmed even more as she felt herself have the sensation of leaving her body, stretching out through the Force to see if she could find anything. The hums of her mind began to clear as she began to concentrate. She began to feel a presence, but...it wasn't her parents it felt...strange yet...familiar. She parted her lips as if to call out this person-
BEEP!
Jenna's eyes snapped open as she saw the tunnel suddenly disappear and the planet of Chandrilla zap before her. She grabbed the controls of her quadjumper as Jenna clicked several buttons to engage dampeners, bringing the vehcile to a full stop as the scanners picked signals coming up on her fast. She looked up, findng several patrol craft flying past her and the console setting off a couple of alarms and lights. Jenna turned to a button and clicked it, bringing forth the hologramp of what appeared to be Chandrillan Defense.
"Unidentified Quadjumper" sounded out a female voice, "This is the Chandrillan Defense Force, Please instill your codes and state your business!" they demanded in a professional yet drudgerous demeanor.
"CDF" stated Jenna in her cheery voice, "This is Jenna Inabe returning from the Outer Rim!" she said punching in her codes and identifications, "I'm requesting permission to land. Is everything alright?" she asked.
No response. She began to worry a bit but sensed no immediate danger. She gave a sigh as a more positive beep came from her comms and the patrol ships broke off and started to leave.
"Jenna Inabe, Your paperwork checks out and you are cleared to land. However..." they paused as if checking with someone, "...We advise you to use extreme caution. We've had a plague as of late and while we have got it under control, there are still some sick down there so be careful where you go" they warned.
Jenna gave a smile as she took control of her ship and began approaching the planet, "That's exactly why I'm here" she said...
Jenna scanned the skies of Chandrilla as she began her landing cycle, watching the city below in disbelief at the havoc reeked by this Sith designed sickness. She felt a swell of pity as the Quadjumper began to land on the pad assigned to it, giving a heavy thump as the ship finally touched down. She departed quickly, throwing her cloak around her and locking the jumper down as the hissing of vapor ensnared her form. She moved quickly from the quadjumper, wanting to get to her parents as quickly as possible. She had begun to worry greatly as her feet began to pick a faster pace, moving her like shadow through the streets as she bore witness to the pain this Plague has caused people, wincing as the few who survived it kept to themselves. She gave a saddened sigh as she moved quietly and gracefully towards her parent's address. She found the place, nothing fancy but big enough to support a family their size. She felt a lump raise in her throat as Jenna began to knock on the door. When the flat plate hissed away and revealed a small plump woman no more than double Jenna's age, a smile flashed across both women's faces.
"Mother!" called out Jenna, opening her arms to wrap around the other.
"Jenna!" came out of the other woman's lips, hugging her daughter while they hovered in the portal, "Well don't just stand there, Come in! Come in!" she chirped, ushering Jenna inside and shutting the door fast, "It's so good to see you dear!" said the woman, offering Jenna a seat to a decent table and helping her out of her cloak, "How was your travel? I trust work hasn't worn you down!" she said as she hung up Jenna's cloak.
"Tis fine Mother. However I will probably be here for a while given my...suspension" she said, albeit with reluctance.
"Suspension?!" chirped the other woman, "What Suspension!?" she asked with a hint of surprise and a touch of anger.
Jenna proceeded to tell the woman, named Greta, of the situation on The Wheel and the investigation that followed, along with her "Suspension" from the Order till further instructed to assignment.
"Blessed Force Child!" spat Greta as she prepared a pot of tea for the two, "You're just like your father and that Django Fellow when the former was young-Not too sure about the latter though-always getting themselves into trouble!" she chortled a bit as Jenna gave a weak smile while she waited for the tea. Greta frowned at Jenna as she poured their tea, "Oh yes I'm...I'm terribly sorry about Master Django dear." she said as she finished pouring for Jenna, offering some sort of addition but Jenna only poured some sweetener and took a sip. Gretta poured her own and a spot of cream then took her seat, "Have they ever found his body?" asked Greta worriedly.
"No" replied Jenna, taking another sip and took a cookie from a plate her mother laid out after every lunch. Must have missed Father, she thought, "He's still labeled missing in action. However with all these Sith characters running around I wouldn't be surprised at-"
"I've been paying attention to the news Jenny" stated Greta, almost uncomfortably, "And I know they are the ruffians who unleashed this plague upon here and many other worlds! Foul creatures!" she spat as she took a sip. Her face contorted like a frog when she became angry, making Jenna giggle a bit and lightened her mood.
"Speaking of Plague Mother..." replied Jenna, "...I'm assuming Father is at his clinic?" she stopped for a moment, a sense of worry fell over her as she looked at her mother, "...or...has father-"
"Oh no no!" stated Greta, clasping Jenna's hands to calm her after realizing where the conversation was going, "Your father is fine! The man is as pragmatic-and busy-as ever!" she explained, "He's been working like a demon since this Plague business! So many people Jenny" she said with a hint of pain, "Did you know that Mrs. Dilbert and her family were wiped out by this nasty business?!"
"The Dilberts?!" gasped Inabe, her stomach dropping in horror upon the news, "By the Force all of them?!" she asked.
"No, thankfully Patience Survived...Sadly she's the only survivor I’m afraid!" retorted Greta, "But that's only because she was on Dantooine at the time." she explained as she took another spot of tea, "When she got the news she hurried home against warnings! She's been coordinating with me and the other merchants to getting supplies in ever since. It's been easier since they lifted the quarantine by some margin but...the tolls are catastrophic." she finished.
Jenna sat for a while as a quiet fell over the two, mother and daughter still drinking the tea, "Is Father still at his Clinic?" asked Jenna.
"More than likely, poor man" replied Greta, "He's been so worn out but he still chooses to go out there and help."
"And so will I" stated Jenna, finishing up her tea and standing up. She turned to reach for her cloak, her mother looking on in shock.
"B-But you just got here!" she sated trying in vain to stop Jenna, "Surely you would like some rest before you perform your duties out there?!" she asked.
Jenna gave her a smile and hugged her mother after throwing back on her worn cloak, "I will be fine mother. But Father needs me. I'll do my best to keep him safe and be careful of my own safe besides..." she said as she made for the door, "I'm one with the Force..."
"The Force is with you." stated Greta as she watched on, knowing when Jenna made up her mind she would see it through to the end. It was always like this, even long before Jenna became a Jedi. Greta watched on praying to the Force as her daughter, A Jedi Knight, walk out the door...
To be Continued...
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