[center]~| Day 1: 21:03 - 21:18 GST |~
~| Outer Rim Territories |~[/center]

The kaggath dropped out of hyperspace before Miasa had even meditated for a quarter of an hour, though it dropped out some distance from her location. It took whatever naval officer that was piloting it no more than a few moments to locate the small beacon Miasa had dropped and to send the Kaggath in the appropriate direction. Within ten minutes, Miasa’s shuttle had successfully docked with the Kaggath.

When she disembarked, she noted with satisfaction that there was no troopers who had been ordered to escort her up to the Sith sector. She knew the way and troopers would just be in the way. Later on, she would find someone to bring her crates up so that her lab could be assembled, but she did not need those yet. The only thing she did not leave behind was the small box containing the item Darth Nyiss had requested. That particular item she secured on one of her bandoliers.

She slithered off the shuttle, activated the security protocols and moved to the nearest turbolift. She had a hand to deliver and some prisoners to meet. In the background as she left, she noted that another shuttle appeared to be arriving. She did not know who was on board, nor did she care at this point. She had no doubt she would learn eventually.

[center]~| Day 1: 21:52 - 21:55 GST |~
~| Kaggath prison |~[/center]

The silence of the late evening in the prison was broken shortly after Lea finished her meditation. When she curiously wandered over to the other bunk room, she saw that several troopers had carried in an old Jedi. Though her hair was still black, she had to be ancient, at least in her mid thirties! At first, Lea thought there was nothing particularly familiar about her, seeing how she had never been all that good at recognizing people she’d not met more than a few times. But then suddenly the woman woke up and shouted out her name.

She stared confusedly at the woman for a full minute while trying to place her. Even after that minute, she couldn’t place the woman. She didn’t look like a healer and there were no signs of former major trauma, so she probably hadn’t met her on H’Ratth. That meant somewhere else. Probably somewhere in relation to her old master, the one Darth Nyiss had executed the day she was captured. She still couldn’t place the woman though. 

“I am not dead. Why’d you think me dead, and who are you again?” she asked, a bit warily. Ral Shodon had failed her. He had not been able to fend off the Darth. He might not have been a bad teacher, but he had proven himself anything but flawless. But then, she had yet to meet anyone who could truly hold their own against Darth Nyiss.

[center]~| Day 1: 21:56 - 21:59 GST |~
~| Kaggath prison |~[/center]

The hand having been delivered, Miasa chose to visit the prisons just before the scheduled night started. She could have waited, but it would be beneficial to let them think as they slept. She took the turbolift up to where the surveillance told her most of the prisoners were located. Once up, she slithered out, then raised herself high up.

“Night is coming, [i]Jedi[/i]. Who among you shall have talks with me in the morning. Discuss amongst yourselves. Decide by the time the clock strikes seven thirteen [color=#626262][07:13][/color], for then I shall return…” She hissed out, then turned about and took the turbolift back down. She did not see fit to let any of them answer, though she looked at each to momentarily gauge their reactions before departing.

She did not need to sleep for several days now, but she had prisoners to study. She went to the Sith common room, where she entered the sealed-off section containing the surveillance systems and the database containing all that was known (and noted down) about the prisoners.