[center]~|3 days 5 hours after sacking of Coruscant|~ ~|Onboard the Memory of Coruscant: Melloch, Avix, & Lyric|~ [/center] “Fuss is an understatement when trying to fit through humanoid sized doors, believe me.” Melloch said earnestly, before turning around (carefully so as to not hit Avix with his arm). “I am Melloch, I’ll be the healer on this little expedition. I hope you’re not the fussy type when getting sewn back up.”. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Melloch, since you are a healer it is safe to say we will get acquainted quite well.” he retorted before turning his attention towards Lyric. “Well now it could hinder you in other regards but I digress as we do all have our vices… But don’t ask questions you’d rather not know the answer to. You could say the last world I was on was a bit of an extended stay but things did go quite well.” he said in a rather playful tone as a sly smile crept across his face. Lyric shook his head, mildly recalling some instances where Avix had barely come back alive. He recalled the knight’s broken and bloodied body coming back several times, each time forcing the healers to mend it into something work about. It wasn’t pretty but so far the man had managed to meld fairly well. Better than most in fact, his lips still smirking. “I learned there’s many things I rather not learn yet I still find them out never the less. Best to ask before I do.” He turned to Melloch’s comment about being fussy and chuckled. “He’s not, but he’s more likely to come back banged up, bruised and beat to Reek shit over the course of this mission. Hazards of being a Jedi Shadow sadly, namely if you’re caught in the crossfire of things you’re involved in.” “I’ll make sure to stock extra supplies for you then. And restraints to keep you in the medical bay until I give you the go ahead to go break everything I just fixed again.” Melloch replied. He wasn’t above drugging his patients to make sure they stayed in one place. Not that Avix needed to know that quite yet. “Restrains shan’t be necessary Melloch but I appreciate the thought.” he retorted before turning his eyes to Lyric yet again.”I appreciate that good friend so enlighten me as to the logistics of this apparent retrieval of the Jedi captured during the sacking. Do we have any leads or an outline as to how we might approach this?” “Currently, we are heading to Tatooine where the Kaggath was last spotted. Jedi Knight Rahn has contacts there that could give us some leads through suppliers and meanwhile Master Tetsu will head to Coruscant. I feel it’s unneeded to head back as she will deliver any needed information to the ship and aid us on our current destination, saving us precious time. Though I think a gentle touch is required with the suppliers because some are rather skittish. However when you’re on planet, you are free to do as you well please so long as it doesn’t risk the mission’s primary goal. Namely if the sith suspect we’re sending a rescue mission after them than likely end up giving away our element of surprise and it will be a slaughter.” “Sure.” Melloch replied with a smile, before turning his attention to Lyric’s briefing. He missed the meeting too. “So, don’t take me on any meetings to the skittish suppliers, or anything requiring stealth. As you may have noticed, I’m large enough to make most people nervous and to make stealth impossible unless we’re sneaking up on someone deaf, blind, and unconscious. I suspect I will not be very helpful on this part of the journey, unless you turn it into one of your ‘bruised, banged up, and beat to Reek shit’ missions. Then I’ll be very helpful.” “Well if that is the case then, I’ll leave the talking to you guys in regards to these skittish suppliers but if when you need some sort of stealth like mission then I am your man. But I’m rather uncouth in anything the requires subtle persuasion. Do you have any leads as to who is the Sith who is behind this?” “Stealth isn’t just about hiding in the Shadows, Avix. I could easily hid in plain sight if I wanted to or have you forgotten the last lesson I showed you?” Lyric said to calmly and gently remind Avix about his illusions. A modest and the primary goal was to earn respect which ended much better than he expected. Though from the looks of it, it might have to be repeated. For a moment he paused to look at the more modest knight, the two being night and day. “We might have to persuade some smugglers in variety of ways Melloch, from both intimation to trickery. It doesn't hurt to a member being one of the larger species like wookies or yourself. Even a mere showing of force can unnerve someone enough to slip up." He turned back to Avix. "We believe it's a woman from the Sith species referred to as Darth Nyiss. She is well knowledge for developing chemical weapons and then deploying them against various planets. However any proof is still in debate at this point. It's why Master Tetsu is heading back to Coruscant. It will save us valuable time and energy to divide our forces among the tasks and spread our resources. However on the outer rim planets, you both must be careful. One wrong move could result in lost lives for our Jedi." Avix frumpled his brow. “I cannot say that I have heard of this particular Darth… but to kidnap the Jedi for the sole purpose of testing chemical weapons on them seems highly unlikely. And come on now Lyric, the Outer Rim is where I mostly reside. I’ll be careful although I’m not so sure about Meloch... “ Avix said with a sigh as his mind was in a flurry trying to think of all the possible plans she could have for the captured Jedi. The giant Herglic shrugged at Avix. “I’ll be sure to stick with you. I’ve little experience on the seedier side of the galaxy. I’ve been spending most of my time trying to ensure the war didn’t take as many lives as it wanted. Just tell me when you want me to look scary and I’ll do it. Shouldn’t be too hard. ‘Giant and covered in scars’ tends to be an unnerving factor for most people. Just ensure I can still use the force and if things go wrong I can patch us all up. Two things first. ” He pointed at Lyric. “No smoking in the medbay.” He then pointed at Avix next. “If anyone is injured, and under my care, what I say goes. No arguing. No buts. That applies to Sith as well. Other than that I’ll let you lead us through the Outer Rim planets.” “The actual name isn’t well known outside the Republic but in the Empire, it’s another story. So her motivations of why are currently complete guesses without us only able to assume.” Lyric answered gently and chuckled at Melloch’s accusing finger, followed by the Helglic’s motherly chiding at not having his smoking habits cloud up the medical wing At the mention of Sith, his facial features darkened slightly at the ill possibility for caring toward them as his tone reflect his clear distaste for wasting a kindness on their enemy. It would seem his empathy and generous nature didn’t extend to the Sith, his prejudice showing thickly in his chosen words. “I don’t intend on any Sith being taken captive. They made their choice when they fell to the darkside and the corruption shouldn’t be ignored or overlooked. In the end, they’ve escaped their consequences far too long. I expect you to kill them on sight rather than attempt to capture them as despite the Coruscant treaty, we’re still fighting a war.” Lyric said, his teeth clenched upon the ciggarra tightly at the unsavory thought. “The only good Sith, is a dead one to me.” Melloch frowned at Lyric’s words. He didn’t need Force empathy to know what the Master was feeling, and how troubling that was. “I would like to remind you of the Code, Master Novannon. Emotions, yet peace. Passion, yet Serenity. Don’t kill unarmed opponents, just to name a few. If a Sith comes under my care, neither of you will harm them, purposely provoke them, or anything else you can come up with to kill the Sith. Are we clear?” The herglic’s gentle, friendly tone was gone, replaced with a hard warning. "Telling that to the Sith who tried to take my eye and managed to kill both a padawan and his knight master before I put him down. We disarmed, bound and aimed to lock him away only to be cut down when he was willing to corporate." Lyric countered revealing the painful memory. Even masters weren't immune to the pain and while Melloch disagree wit his beliefs, the mission was far more critical than giving salvation or allowing risks onboard. "Sith, as clearly shown by recent events, don't play by our rules. They play by their own and because of that, our numbers have dwindled terribly. Your own treatment of the wounded should show that, Knight Melloch." His emotion was calm though unsettling cold when stopped forward, unfazed by the change in the change in the hergelic's change in manner. "There is no Emotion, there is Peace. There is no Ignorance, there is Knowledge. There is no Passion, there is Serenity. There is no Chaos, there is Harmony. There is no Death, there is the Force. I know the code very well, but my past experiences are enough to tell me that the Sith do not. My concern is more the risk kindness toward a Sith or Jedi 'converted' will do. My view is the Jedi decided to take the easy way, lures of the dark side, then accept the Jedi teachings of 'There is no Death, there is the Force.'" Avix listened to the two bicker and agreed with them both to a certain extent. “There are merits in what you both say but to kill them outright before information can be gained is just foolish and a waste of potential information. I am well aware of the death these creature have wrought upon the galaxy but there is a lot of information one can get out of a broken sith and the look of them losing their pride is way more satisfying than a simple death.” Avix replied coldly. “That only makes it more necessary to be [i]better[/i] than them. What can be gained from acting like them, only being on the opposite side of the war? We’re supposed to reassure and protect the galaxy, not have them wondering if we’re really better than the sith.” The healer rounded on Avix, narrowing his eyes at the knight. “No. No torture. No breaking them, or getting satisfaction from one of the vilest practices in the galaxy. We came here to rescue the captured Jedi, not gleefully follow in the footsteps of the Sith. No torture. No provoking. No killing prisoners.” “It’s not torture though… It’s an interrogation. To be fair taking the high road isn’t always the most effective. Believe me I know and in my line of work one must take such measures to get the desired result.” he said sigh as he rolled his eyes at Melloch. “What good is a captured Sith if they do not convert or they give no useful information? They are just wasting valuable resources that could be going elsewhere.” “Oh good. Then you’ll have no problem with me sitting in on each and every interrogation, just incase the prisoner gets exhausted from all the questions. That’s all interrogations are, after all. No pain, no manipulation, just question after question.” Melloch said cheerfully. “Though, one might also ask what good is a Jedi who acts exactly like the Sith. “ “Now now lets not get hasty… I prefer to work alone in that regard, you would be better tending to the wounded then watching a dreary interrogation session. Plus there is a reason that the order has shadows… We do the things you can’t nor won’t.” “I assure you, I’m perfectly fine with dreary. You’ve never learned each and every bone, organ, and common ailments in many races. You and I will get to know each other quite well during these sessions, I feel. There’s a reason for everything, but there’s also a close watch on those who balance on the knife edge. Just so they don’t do [i]too[/i] much what we won’t.” “Enough.” Lyric stated before Avix start in and get the hergelic started again. He reached for his ciggarra then brushed off the cherry as he continued. “I refuse to allow a Sith, captured or otherwise, to jeopardize the mission we’re on. While I might have my own beliefs, like both of you, it is no reason we should ignore the fact involving the Sith in any form is a bad idea. We’ll cross this bridge when we get to it, shall we?” Although Avix didn't agree completely with Lyric but this bickering had to stop. “Well this bickering is getting us nowhere and agree we shall cross this bridge when it comes. But for now… It’s best to follow up on this mission and head to Tatooine so we can rescue them. Although I hope we aren’t too late.” he said with sigh differing to Lyric. Melloch nodded once, agreeing to stop the argument. “We still haven’t decided what to do about my complete and utter lack of stealth skills and general usefulness on this mission to Tatooine. Something tells me seeing a Herglic walking along on a desert planet will draw more attention than we’d like.” “Tatooine gets all types, from gamblers to slavers, moisture farmers to shady traders from many different races. I don’t think you’ll stick out as badly as you think with the right clothes and help. Which, thinking of disguises I do believe there’s another member that would be well suited in helping to make sure none of you stick out.” Lyric gestures for the other two to follow him, his steps leading the other two to another part of the ship were Knight Wadoon was currently was, within the commissary.